Fire And Water - Warrior Cats (Private)

[TheSilverfeather]

Whisper shivered, but didn't show any other signs of pain, even though her sides was bleeding rather heavily. She growled and looked at the cat pinning her down. "You heard what he said! Get off me!" she growled, being a bit moody.

Scar could feel Snatcher's claws almost touching his face, and he gasped, afraid that the tom would strike another time. He sighed in relief as Snatcher ordered them to go back to camp, happy he would be able to stay at the back, being the least exposed for an attack. He did as he was told, and kept to the back of the furious she-cat. He sent a few nervous glances at Littlestreak, but knew she would probably not want to be his friend, ever. He watched her run off and his head hung low, ashamed and sad.

Snowflake let up the cat, but was tense in case the cat attacked. It went smoothly though, and the cat silently got up, ready to leave. Snowflake silently went to the left side of the cat, while Scar took his position behind. She now waited for Snatcher's sign for them to start walking.

[Keriae]

Snatcher nodded. "Littlestreak, we can go." He walked beside the rogue, keeping his eye on her. He pricked his ears, just in case she had any frinds waiting to attack.

Littlestreak waved her tail to show Snatcher that she'd heard him and started padding towards camp, keeping her claws unsheathed.

[TheSilverfeather]

Snowflake looked around nervously, making sure no other cat was nearby before she turned her attention back to Whisper. She was calm, and didn't seem like she was about to attack, but they better be on the safe side, anyway. She shuddered at the thought of a attack from the older cats claws, but didn't hesitate as they walked back towards camp. Soon enough they were back to camp, and she enjoyed the familiar scents of the clan camp.

Scar sighed and followed, but wasn't tense or anything, making him an easy target. He didn't really care, his ears flicked backwards sadly. He didn't like being yelled at. Why did Snatcher have to be so cruel to him all the time? He seemed to be the chicken everyone pecked at, but he hoped it would change if the new cat came into the clan. After all, he wouldn't be the lowest ranking any longer then.

[Keriae]

Littlestreak lead the way into camp and turned to look at Snatcher, her eyes and body language asking what to do.

Snatcher flicked his tail to the thorny den at the edge of camp. "Take her there." He ordered, turning away and bounding up to the base of the Highbranch, scaling the tree and sitting on the right branch in moments, watching his clan.

Littlestreak dipped her head and turned to the rogue. "Follow me." He told her, her normally sweet voice containing a hint of a growl. The cream she-cat lead the way, daring her clamates to leap at the rogue.

(I'm introducing a new cat.)

Lucius sat in front of his den, his long pale ginger-yellow pelt shining in the weak sun. The young tom's green-yellow eyes narrowed as he watched the new cat enter camp and walk past him. is neck fur bristled and he spat at her.

[TheSilverfeather]

Whisper didn't argue, but she didn't feel comfortable about sleeping in that den. It didn't seem like the best den these cats had. Nevermind, she didn't need the biggest den in order to take over the clan. After all, that was her plan. She smiled silently to herself, before she growled at the tom spitting at her. He seemed hostile, and she gave a quick glare before she turned her attention back to the den she was going to.

Snowflake followed as well, escorting the cat to the new den. She didn't want Littlestreak to be ambushed by the cat, and if she and Scar left her, she would most likely be. She shrugged, glancing uncomfortably at the tom. He seemed strangly... Sad. She had just noticed, and it wasn't a good idea that the cats was sad, or scared. They might as well loose their loyalty to their clan...
As soon as they reached the den, she dipped her head to Littlestreak. She wanted to talk with Snatcher about this she-cat, and what they were going to do with her. She walked over to the tree and looked up at Snatcher. "Snatcher?" she meowed, knowing that the Highbranch was only for leaders to be on.

[Keriae]

Snatcher looked down, and saw his mate. "Come up here Snowflake." He meowed, waving his tail in a signal.

Littlestreak stood back. "Get in." She ordered, watching carefully. The she-warrior dug her claws into the ground, waiting.

Lucius watching as she walked away. The follower-in-training looked at the entrance, and saw Scar. Looked likethat cat wasn't th lowest ranking cat anymore, but not by much.

[TheSilverfeather]

Snowflake smiled and climbed up quickly, soon close by him. She found a suiting branch nearby him and sat down. "Are you planning to let the rogue join the clan?" she asked, not entirely sure if she wanted the rogue in camp or not. She seemed like an old flea-bag, by the looks of it.

Whisper did as she was told, and silently walked into the den, her ears flicked back and her neck fur bristling, showing signs that she wanted most of all to sink her claws into Littlestreaks throat and silence her. She simply muttered low under her breath, and flopped down on the ground. She then began licking at some ticks in her fur, and groomed her fur so it wasn't ruffled any longer.

Scar saw that Lucius looked at him and felt his neck fur rise. He shuddered slightly, not liking the fact that he was being watched by the tom.

[Keriae]

Sntcher paused. "I may.We need more cats to take down the Clans, bu she needs to earn our trust. If she doesn't anything slightly wrong, she will be punished, I can promise you that."

Littlestreak, deciding someone had better keep guard, sat on her haunches, watching her clanmates.

Lucius smirked and unsheathed his claws, drawing a line in the ground. He then grabbed the dead vole beside him and picked it up on his claw, flinging it at the lower ranking male.

[TheSilverfeather]

Snowflake nodded slowly, watching the den were the she-cat had been taken. "She's a bit grumpy though... She might cause problems later on." she said. "I trust your choices though, so I will attempt to treat her as a clanmate." she said, smiling slightly at her mate. She sighed and studied her paws, wondering what else they could talk about.

(Just wondering if they could have kits some time xP Just to bring some action into it... And 'cause I want her to have kits soon x3 I will add in a new cat as well ^.^)

Scar growled at Lucius, padding straight over to the higher ranked tom. "How dare you throw fresh-kill at me? I might be a lower ranked warrior, but you have no such rights! From now on, I won't let myself be punished, unless the punishment is from my leader." he growled, and turned away from the tom, padding over to the den he slept in.

Dapple walked in the middle of the camp, her dappled coat shining in the bright sun, and her deep green eyes glowing. She watched as Scar growled at Lucius, and chuckled. She enjoyed a good fight between toms. It was probably way to hot today, so even she had gone a bit warm. She walked over to where Lucius lay, purring slightly as she walked past him and laid down in the shade.

[Keriae]

(They cold have kits, yes.)

Snatcher chuckled. "She'll just have to be punished until she learns." He leaned forwards and licked her cheek.

Lucius laughed. "You need to learn to control your temper, Foxdung." He sneered, and twisted to clean his pelt, not really caring what happened next. He blinked to Dapple, admiring the way the sun shone on her pelt.