Where are they now? Five Clans v2 Accepting

[ieuan]

AND NOW LE MOMENT YOU HAVE BEEN WAITING FOR YOUR LIFE PROBABLY. WE ARE OFFICIALLY OPEN!

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Snowstar bounded across camp, jumping around. "Trouble.." She charged out of camp happily and strutted across the clan's territory.

[huddson]

(I hope you guys are okay if I basically reference cats that don't exist, like bumping into some cat called 'Flowerclaw' on the way to the fresh-kill pile. Just so the camps don't feel so empty. Also, Spruce is a male)



Stormwatcher stared at Snowstar bounding out of camp, holding a vole in his jaw. He set it down and ran after her, paws falling deep into the newly-fallen snow. Once he caught up to his mate, he spoke. "Anything bad going on?"

Misty Eye watched the small argument with interest. She had never dreamed Ashlight would leave, nor that something like this would break out. With the living cats not knowing she was there, she picked up a few healing leaves, throwing some at Sundust and some at Ashlight. They would help, hopefully so they wouldn't get hurt. It wasn't right for a friend to hurt another. (open, but she's kinda invisible soz)

Spruce sobbed into the puddle of melted water under the dense cover of the trees. He kept muttering Rose's name, wanting her to come back and alive. He turned over his shoulder, expecting to see Lion. He had to at least have his brother. His father and sister died, his mother could be dead for all he knew... At least he had to see his brother, know he was alive. (open)

Briarfrost set Timekit down to wash her, looking over her shoulder at the other kits and expecting to see Blazeheart by the warriors den. (open)

Longkit stumbled over Badgerkit's tail, squealing and waving his paws in the air. Badgerkit rolled him over onto his belly, then promptly sat on him while his brother squealed. The cold snow pressed up against Longkit's nose and he sneezed. (both open)

Amberkit sighed, looking off at his playing siblings and then down at his little paws. He walked to the medicine den, expecting to see the medicine cat but nobody was there. Amberkit sat down on a nest anyways, deciding he would sort the herbs for her anyways. Grabbing them out of the stores, he threw out ones that were ripped or moldy, and sorted them all together by the way they looked and smelled. He just got to work on the catmint when the smell washed over him. He squealed with delight, tossing the leaf in the air and rolling onto his back. (open)

Lilyfur sighed, hooking yet another fish with her claws and ripping it out of the water, throwing it over her shoulder to her pile of fish. The one thought crossed her mind again; Badgerfur. She had murdered her mate, and for what? She didn't know, only sighed again as a smaller fish this timke came out of the ocean. She stared into the distance, seeing nothing but the horizon and sometimes some rocks sticking out of the water. Wouldn't it be crazy if some cat swam it to find what was over there? She flicked her ear and picked up her fish, trudging through the snow until she reached camp. (open)

Mothwing yawned, flicking her ear and washing her face. The scent of Lilyfur and fish crossed her nose, and she hopped out of her den, grabbing a fish and devouring it. Then she turned to the deputy, remarking how she hadn't seen the she-cat for a while. She then flicked her ear, turning away. "Hey, where's Hawkmoon?" (that guy is Salmonclan, dead and needs to be found)

Mistypine shrieked, drawing cats racing out of the camp and beside her. They stood, jaws hanging open, at the freezing body of Rosestar. Then one cat began to sob, mourning their dear leader. Mistypine, with a heavy heart, grabbed the frosty scruff of Rosestar's neck and dragged it through the lush snow, which seemed like a curse now. A tawny she-cat got Rosestar on her shoulders and helped to carry her home. "How did she die?", an apprentice asked, fear in his eyes while his mentor shushed him. Back in camp, Berrypaw wailed, running to find Thornpaw and tell him. Thornpaw's eyes were wide and he started shaking with fear, cautiously stepping out of the rock den to mourn for his leader. "She had put off choosing a deputy", Mistypine murmured, her large green eyes staring at the milky ones of her dead leader. The cat next to her nodded. A black tom whispered something in her ear, but Mistypine shook her head. "I can't do that", she whispered back. He just nudged her, and she sighed, walking to the overhang. She yowled, calling the cats of Stoneclan to attention.
(Rain, can you pelase take your cats to participate in this? Your Stoneclan cats I mean)

Olive yawned, blinking her sleeping eyes open. She nudged Harmony to wake up as well.

Russetpelt stared across the clearing, flicking her tail and holding a rabbit in her jaws. She set it down on the fresh-kill pile and walked to the medicine cat den. "Mistflight? Are you there? Ashlight disappeared and you're the only other one who knows medicine", she called out.

Ashstar woke from her sleep, tugging at her paws, bound by invisible chains. She flicked her tail, staring around at the other cats, and those whose chains were more flexible, those who walked around to give fresh-kill from the pile. What force had done this to Silverclan? Ashstar sighed, her mind drifting to Harshkit who had escaped. (open)

Harshwinds sobbed into her paws for Harshkit. How had her grandkit gotten away? And now she couldn't even check to see if she was safe from whatever force had done this! She sobbed again, wailing loudly. (open)

Mistystar stared at the pool. For some reason, she had been placed right next to it. She quickly thought of who she wanted to call. Treeleaf came to her mind, being stuck with those rogues, he'd be perfect. She grabbed a bit of grass and chewed it up, letting it fall into the pool and disolve.

Harshkit fumbled over her paws, carving something new into her stick. Something is wrong. She didn't know about the chains but still knew something was off in Silverclan. (open)

[huddson]

(bump)

[ieuan]

( How am i Supposed to know genders? XD Changing it later. Oh and I'll reply to Emberlight or something )

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((Ahhh no-one told me we were starting //shot Gimme two seconds omg))

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((It looks like some of my cats haven't been added to the front page?))

ɴᴀᴍᴇ;Gannetpaw
ᴀɢᴇ;6 Moons
ɢᴇɴᴅᴇʀ;She-cat
ʀᴀɴᴋ; Apprentice
ᴍᴇɴᴛoʀ; Russetpelt
ᴄʟᴀɴ; RunningClan
ᴛᴀɢɢᴇᴅ; No-one

G a n n e t p a w
She woke up quickly, yawned, stretched, and bounded out of the Apprentice's den. She was ready to go, ready to train and become the best Warrior in the whole of the five Clans. At least, that was the plan. Looking around the camp, her mentor was nowhere to be found. Frustrated, her tail lashed from side to side. 'How annoying...' she though to herself, still glancing from side to side. "Russetpelt, where are you?!"" she called across the camp.

ɴᴀᴍᴇ;Jayshadow
ᴀɢᴇ;34 Moons
ɢᴇɴᴅᴇʀ;Tom
ʀᴀɴᴋ; Warrior
ᴀᴘᴘʀᴇɴᴛɪᴄᴇ; -
ᴄʟᴀɴ; StoneClan
ᴛᴀɢɢᴇᴅ; Bristlefur

J a y s h a d o w
Eyes fixed on the vole, Jayshadow had to stop himself from licking his lips. He needed to stay silent, for this little animal would hear him coming if he made any sounds. He took another step forward, but froze when the vole looked up from where it had been digging in the dirt. It sniffed the air, then looked down again. Perfect. Another step forward, he steadied himself, then Jayshadow sprung. A few birds leaped into the air in surprise, but there was then silence. After a moment, Jayshadow stood up, the vole hanging limply from his jaws.

ɴᴀᴍᴇ;Bristlefur
ᴀɢᴇ;38 Moons
ɢᴇɴᴅᴇʀ;Tom
ʀᴀɴᴋ; Elder
ᴀᴘᴘʀᴇɴᴛɪᴄᴇ; -
ᴄʟᴀɴ; StoneClan
ᴛᴀɢɢᴇᴅ; Jayshadow

B r i s t l e f u r
He shook his head, grinning. Jayshadow never failed to please when the two went on their early morning hunting trips together. He padded over to the other cat, laughing slightly. "You've done it again, Jayshadow." he said, walking beside the cat. "Very impressive, you must be the best hunter in all the Clans."

[huddson]

(Sorry, it's a bit confusing for all of us right now >-<)

Russetpelt turned around, spotting Gannetpaw. "What is it? Don't worry that you slept in, I'm tired as well. But at least get yourself a small rabbit. Not too big, it's better to hunt on an empty stomach", she meowed in one breath. Her tail lashed to the side as it became clear Mistflight wasn't going to appear anytime soon. She rolled her shoulder, the one she had gashed in hunting through the heather.

Mistypine yowled again, waiting for Jayshadow and Bristlefur to join the rest of the cats in listening to her and her speech. She knew they had to hear it, no matter how terrifying or mournful it could be. Her gaze flashed to the dead body of Rosestar. Silverclan had been silent for a while; she worried they would not accept their poor leader as a few specks of dirt fell on the lifeless fur. Mistypine blinked back tears; she had to be strong for her announcement. "Jayshadow! Bristlefur! Stop your hunting and get down here, into the camp!:, she shrieked again, trying to disguise the pain in her voice.

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Guys. The battle. When?))

[huddson]

(I dunno. Soon. I know that for a fact... I can't give an exact time but it will be less than a month)