The Stars Above 2 ((Warriors Rp))

[Agent Maine(Meta)]

Liuonheart smiled. "It is" he mewed. "How are you forestlight?" he mewed once more.

[Ravendarus]

"I am good thank you Lionheart" Forestlight smiled.

"Stormpaw!" Tornstar meowed, "Good, now we have 2" He said.

Quietpaw smiled softly and tapped her paw for running.

[Agent Maine(Meta)]

"Thats good to hear" he mewed.

[Coali]

"Want to race to the river?" Stormpaw asked, her blue eyes light up.

Gingerstem nodded with a smile.

(Stormpaw and Ravenpaw are the two so far, right?)

[Ravendarus]

Forestlight nodded, "Yourself?" She asked.

Quietpaw nodded.

((The others quit so yea))

Tornstar nuzzled her, "That's two" He said, "Now to find the others" He chuckled.

Bloodstone lay on his ledge on the mountain, soon he would attack.

[Agent Maine(Meta)]

((The other ten prophecy cats??))

Lionheart smiled. "I'm well." he mewed.

[Coali]

Gingerstem nodded, her mind drifted to her dream from the previous night. Three kits were curled in the warmth of a mothers stomach. She couldn't see the mother, but a ginger tabby tom, a patched tabby she-cat and a pretty tortoiseshell she-cat took the forms of kits. 'Beware Gingerstem, do not let love take over.' A voice echoed.

Brokendream watched silently. She sat down, wondering what the clan cats would be doing.

Stormpaw smiled. "On your mark, get set, go!" And she was off, whizzing through the trees.

[Ravendarus]

((yes))

"That's good" Forestlight purred.

Tornstar wished he could spend all the time with Gingerstem but he couldn't, it wasn't allowed.

Bloodstone looked at Brokendream, "There you are" he meowed.

Quietpaw smiled and ran after her, despite her light form, she was no match for Stormpaw.

[Agent Maine(Meta)]

Lionheart smiled. "So...." he mewed.

OOC: Name: bramblepaw
Gender: male
Age: 8 moons
Rank: apprentice
Personality: will rp it out.
Appearance: a very light grey-ish with black stripes
Crush:
Mate:
Other: one of the ten.

[Coali]

"Yes." Brokendream nodded. She had wanted to be a Medicine Cat as a kit, when her littermate Gingerstem was picked instead. She swore to be the best warrior ever seen, and fought and trained fiercely. She never knew this is what it would lead her to.

Stormpaw ran swiftly and quickly, as though there were no obstacles, soon sitting at the riverside and sipping down the cool liquid.
(I gotta go, getting up early tomorrow. But I might reply in the morning.)