The New Beginning(Accepting!)~Warrior Cat RP JOIN PLEASE!

[m e o w]

Hawkstars gaze snapped to the leader he scented form across the border. He looked into the moor too see the she-cat carrying a rabbit. He gave a small mreeeow of amusement. "hello Finchstar." he said his icy blue eyes staring at the she-cat through the bramble thicket.

[.Willows Whisper.]

Finchstar looked over at the leader at the border and set down her catch. "Hello Hawkstar" she said to the tom pleasantly. Her gaze was unmoving, but her eyes were soft.

[m e o w]

Hawkstar sat down and wrapped his long tail around his paws "Hows the prey running?" he asked, just trying to conversant. If he was indeed, nice to the other leaders then he would have no problem.

[.Willows Whisper.]

Finchstar's eyebrows raised gently. The old leader had been much less nice to her in the past. And that would normally consist of her trying to ignore him, then him fighting her. She was happy with this new change. "Nice, the rabbits are out more often this season. You?"

[m e o w]

(he isn't old)

Hawkstar nodded in respect to her and also her willing to tell. "The river runs well, and our birds are out much often then normal. Just adders are everywhere swallowing our mouse, I plan too send a patrol to kill them, but they are Poissoness." he finished looking at the leader intently. "Ive noticed some badger scent." he said not sounding scared of the threat, That would show weakness.

[SilverShadows]

Silverstar

Silverstar grumbled, walking stiffly through the forest. She was making a trip to visit Hawkstar, then Finchstar, then Miststar. She sighed, thinking of the poor old leader. Miststar needs a new deputy soon.. His last 2 lives... She recalled what they used to play together, before they made their Clans, when the great search was amongst them. When they finally found their Clans, Frosstar before Dewstar, Dewstar before Featherstar, Featherstar before Silverstar... She sighed, thinking about the old Featherstar. The gentle tom-cat was old before he took his position as a leader. Died of blackcough. She shivered thinking about the wretched pain he must have felt as he coughed up his own blood every night as the infection slowly killed him from the inside out, but it never killed his fatherly love toward the Clan. She shook her head, clearing her mind. She looked over at Nightwing, then at Graypaw. She sat at the border, calling over it. Once, twice, three times, then she quietly wrapped her tail neatly around her paws, and sat, still. The gray hairs on her muzzle were never seen through her gray pelt. Her old, gentle blue eyes searching the border. Although, this time, they weren't soft. They were strong, and held a hidden secret of NightClan, of FrostClan, of the other Clan's only she, the leader before Hawkstar, Miststar, and Finchstar would know... Maybe not even Finchstar... She thought as she was thinking about it. She grunted, her eyes growing dark as an old heavy shadow drifted over her.

Nightwing

The large, lengthy tom sat on the border, his jet black paws covered by his equally black tail, his dark green eyes inspecting the border. There was no way for the tom to hide his old age, the gray hairs sticking out on his muzzle. Although he refused to retired from his most beloved warrior duties, he knew soon the nagging fingers of old age would grip his heart tightly, and claim him in the Elder's den. He knew, though, that this wasn't the time. If he had to fight for his leader, so be it. If he had to die for his leader....so be it. The black wing on his left side shined in the morning light, dew formed on his coat, and evaporated as his body heat hit it. He sighed, mist forming to his breath, making a small cloud of smoke. Then, a smile creeped across the black lips of the warrior as he thought of his new kits back at camp, and when they were going to be born.

[m e o w]

Hawkstar

[center]Hawkstar scented Silverstar and smiled. "hello Silverstar." he said knidly and accepting looking to his side to see the old leader. "I have a new warrior." he spreed the news forgetting before. "Silverstar, I hope you do pardon my rudness, But why have you come?" he asked knowing the old leader wouldn't come for nothing.

[SilverShadows]

Silverstar

Silverstar stood silent for a moment. Then, she let out a long, heavily burdened sigh. She meowed, her gray eyes heavy on Hawkstar's pelt, I suspect Owlstar told you of what happened during The Great Journey, Hawkstar? That isn't the only thing I have come for. Other reasons, I must speak to you privately, leader to leader. Her eyes disclosed something more powerful than an old, wise leader weighed down by her own old age and secrets. The weary heavy feeling she always got as she dragged herself out of her nest every Sun Rise. She knew she wasn't as old as she looked, she knew she had 6 lives left, she knew she made many mistakes, becoming leader of this Clan. She could barely handle the death of her adoptive kit, much less the weight of a whole Clan of cats that fall ill every leaf-bare, and, StarClan forbid, die. The shadows in her eyes, dancing in the midst of grieve stricken gray, visible to any cat who dared peer into the depths of them. All that Silverstar has ever seen could have been see through her eyes. The old she-cat has seen a lot, has learned a lot, has lost a lot...

[~Black.::.Sunshine~]

Warrior Form-
Name: Dawnsun
Age: 14 moons
Gender: She-cat
Clan: MistClan
Rank: Deputy
Rank Wanted: Deputy
Apprentice: None yet
Mate: None
Crush: None
Kits: None
Picture and/or Description:
Descrition-
Dawnsun is a tall, long haired she-cat with a long haired black and gray coat. Her eyes are a pretty shade of gray with green and gold flecks in them.
Picture-


Other: I love warrior cats<3

[SilverShadows]

(Accepted, You still here, The Wisher?)