Coldcry - Tom - Warrior - 30 moons - No Crush
Coldcry went off, his speed was amazing, but knew he'd have Snowpaw close by at the same time. He had the scent come closer. What was it? WHOM was it? He growled out loud. When a few figures came to view, he stopped immediately. Snowpaw flew over head, knocking them both down. He wanted to hiss at her,but it wasn't her fault, so he snickered instead. "Alrighty...stay close,ya?" He meowed before going into a bush, seeing two kits and an unknown tom. Closer examination identified the kits; Silverkit and Featherkit. Those kits! Makes sense! He rolled his eyes. He too was an ambitious kit, but more cruel, not stupid in the sense to run off! He stepped forward out of the bushes,keeping Snowpaw behind to, in some way, protect her. Sure... His amber eyes twinkled in rage. "Well well, if it wasn't for this cat being decent, you;d both be dead...in some ways you should be, running off like this." He hissed.
(Coldcry = The meanest yet kindest cat we know. Cares at heart, doesn't bother showing it. >:) Yay!)
Oakfang - Tom - Warrior - 30 moons - No Crush
Oakfang nodded to the she cat, though raised an eyebrow at her odd stare. It seemed she was trying to read through his head, but of course, she'd only pick up anything that could be seem negative. Poor lady, she should be able to see I am no trouble, right? His eyes then looked at the birds. I suppose I shall move, she seems to refuse to, what is she waiting for? His paws touched the ground so silently, was he even there? He was not fast, but he was strong and heavy. He had to train a long time to be quite with his paws, but eventually succeeded. His tactic; pouncing over the birds. It would distract them, and keep them from flying automatically. They would be confused. He went low to the ground, watching the peck the ground before pouncing. He then made eye contact with the she cat,hoping she too would move in. He'd snatch a bird once she got one.
Foxpaw - She cat - Apprentice - 9 moons - No Crush
Foxpaw nodded to her mentor, following her for a bit before almost reaching the camp. She stopped for a moment,before sitting on the branch she was on. Her fox-like tail moved slowly, dangling off. Her blue eyes stared at the camp,her eyes feeling tired. Did I do good? I can't tell... She shook her head before laying causally on the branch. She liked being high up in the trees like her mentor, but she had a different reason probably. She wanted to be closer to the sky; closer to Starclan, in some literal sense. She felt more alive and aware up above the trees. The soft,chilly wind blew past her lightly. *open*