One Clan, Two Enemies (Warrior RP)(NEEDS HIGHCLAN CATS!)

[aiu]

((Everyone is accepted! Only accepting Highclan now though. We may begin, but I still have to fill out my forms. ))

[cup of cocoa]

((Alright.))

Crystalflower was sitting outside the warrior den. She watched all of the warriors. She watched her dear leader then back at the warrior den. She laid down, watching everyone for a moment.

[JaclyntheAristocrat]

AshClan -

CobraStrike

The dark tom padded from the entrance to the camp with two mice and a bird. He briskly padded to the freshkill pile and laid the prey carefully on the evergrowing pile, once he was done he sat down in the sun and stretched his tall legs. It had been a good day for hunting, there hadn't been any storms or rain that scared the prey away.

[bigwig.]

-Silentheart
Silentheart's massive form brushed out of hid den, taking in the light and the sounds and sights of the camp. He lay down in front of the den without a sound, his eyes surveying the camp.

-Darkclaw
Darkclaw stretched and yawned, thinking he'd go out hunting, maybe with his sister. "Hey, sis-" he was interrupted as she brushed past him and indicated Silentheart with a sweep of her head. Darkclaw rolled his eyes and stalked off toward the shade.

-Goldenpelt
Goldenpelt saw Silentheart and bounded toward him joyfully. "Hey, Silentheart." she said. He acknowledged her with a nod of his head, face still as stone. "Where's Darkclaw?" she asked, scanning the camp quickly. "There he is!" she beckoned him over with a sweep of her head. Darkclaw rose with a sigh and trotted to meet her near the center of camp. "It's a nice day today." she said. Darkclaw shrugged. His eyes were turned away. Goldenpelt looked at her brother with concern.

[JaclyntheAristocrat]

SmokePaw

The tabby apprentice appeared from the apprentice's den as he trotted to a warm spot. He stretched out his powerful legs and watched the warriors, he always wanted have his ceremony so he didn't have to ask to go out of the camp. He flicked his long tail and sighed, his ice blue eyes slowly watching the other apprentice with their mentors going out of the camp.

[asexual pirate;;]

Shadowfall squeezed her way out ofthe warriors den. Moving to a sunny spot and twisting around to lick a ruffled patch or fur. Her tail twitched impaitently as she wondered what she should do.

[IgnoreThisAccount]

LoyalPaw walked out of his den. It was a nice day, many birds tweeting peacefully. He padded out of his den and watched the skilled warriors. He want behind the den and looked up at the sky. He then prayed "Father, thank you for keeping me alive to this day. I'm sure you are happy up there. And you too, mother". As he finished praying, he looked around Highclan:They definetely need more members. He sighed quietly, he was going to hunt that afternoon.
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Cat Name:"Please call me DistantMirage"
Warrior Name:--
Gender:"I am a female"
Age:"Well, I'm about five years old"
Rank:Medicine Cat
Mentor:--
Personality:DistantMirage is a cat that respects, and wants to be respected. She is pretty skilled with most things, having three-four years of experience in herbs. She loves water unlike most cats, and she loves slow things. She doesn't like kits or apprentices raising their voice at her, and in general, she's kind. She has one little problem though: She can be forgetful. Not of medicines or names, but of her past. She doesn't remember almost anything.
Appearance:DistantMirage is a creme (NOT white) color in main. She has a black patch on her left eye, she has black paws and a black tail. She's got the cream from her mother, and the black patches from her father.
Eye Color:Sunshine yellow
Crush/Mate:"Oh dear. I don't think a Medicine cat can have a mate!"
Kits:"Again, I'm pretty sure I can't have a mate-or kits"
Kin:"They all died of old age, and my sister is not in this clan"
Clan:"I'm a proud member of Highclan"
Other:--

[aiu]

((Accepted. And now Shadowpaw has a mentor! ))

Shadowpaw stepped out of the apprentice's den and relied on her sense of smell to find the Medicine cat, Distantmirage. "Hello," she said, hoping she had found the right cat.

Lynxtail watched Brackenstar's den. She couldn't have anyone killing him. She wasn't ready for the responsibility of leader, not in these dark times.

Brackenstar lay in his den. His chest moved up and down slowly, like he was asleep, but his eyes were wide open.

((I need someone from Ashclan to come and kill Brackenstar.))

[JaclyntheAristocrat]

(( CobraStrike? ))

[cup of cocoa]

Crystalflower watched around her self easily. Today was calm and serene, peaceful as it seemed. She sat up a bit, watching as some of the warriors from her fellow clan came out of the warrior and apprentice dens. She gave a small purr, closing her eyes as a nice, refreshing cool breeze washed her. She then opened her eyes, and remained sitting. She twitched her nose and then went to the fresh kill pile, selecting a deluctable morsel. She picked out a mouse and then crouched beside the prey, beginning to eat it. She washed and groomed her body once she finished eating, licking her whiskers to clean off any food that had decided to cling onto her.