Snowclan (Semi-Lit Warriors RP!) OPEN! ANY CATS NEEDED!

[luxray;]

Russetfur sighed, walking over to the elders den. She coughed out, "Do you know where the medicine cat is?" She painfully sat down, her forehead burning. "Cause I need them," she spluttered. A cough escaped her mouth and she collapsed in a fit of coughing.

[ChocomintyStars]

(Currently, Frankenwolf, the only elder at the moment is Rockfoot and she's sitting in front of the warrior den with Russetflame. And I need to ask you to lengthen your posts a bit.)

[Keriae]

(I'd like to add something, Frakenwolf; I did PM you telling you that your character couldn't possibley have kitted so quickly and then gotten sick in a matter of minutes.)

[luxray;]

(Yeah. I'll make my posts longer. Akt like that post never happened. And sorry, forgot about the pm.)

[Transkitty]

Wolfheart She-Cat Interested in Rainheart Warrior

The small commotion caused by Moonlily's return caught the gray she-cat's attention, and when she caught a glimpse of the white pelt, she felt a flash of resentment that surprised her. Moonlily had been an amazing deputy, and it wasn't like she'd left on her own terms. Swallowing her pride, and the fear that she would now never become deputy, Wolfheart quickly padded over to the other she-cat. When she got close enough to see the injuries that seemed to speckle the former deputy's pelt, a gasp was torn from her throat. Picking up her pace, she trotted to the white cat, concern gleaming in her eyes. "Moonlily, you're back! What happened?" Spotting some of the burrs in her fur, Wolfheart leaned forward and began to gently remove them, helping to get Moonlily's soft fur back into the state she was used to seeing it in. Flicking her ears as she heard that Brokenshadow was not leaving the camp tonight, she continued on, although her mind was racing. We're going to go yet another night with no leader?

Hawkclaw Tom Cat Mated to Sweetpaw Sunclan Deputy

Even as chaos seemed to grip the Snowclan camp in its claws, Hawkclaw silently crept through the undergrowth, his piercing green eyes flashing. A small band of nine Sunclan warriors trailed along behind him, deadly intent glimmering in their eyes. A few miles back, he'd had all of them roll in some crowfood, simply to disguise the Sunclan scent, but now their stench burned his nostrils, something he was trying hard to ignore. His paws were silent on the ground despite the dead leaves and litter that was so prevalent here, showing the tom's extensive training. Silverstar was dead, and it seemed Brokenshadow had not yet left to receive his nine lives. Flicking his ears, the tom paused as a new scent reached him, one that made him feel ever happier in a cruel way. Moonlily had returned, probably plunging Snowclan into even more chaos than Silverstar's death had. Flicking his tail, he watched as his warriors spread out in a fan shape and began moving towards Snowclan camp, excitement growing in his cold heart. They knew what they were to do, and he turned and inhaled deeply, searching for the familiar scent of the cat he'd come for. A small smile touched his muzzle at the bitterness he discovered when he finally found it, and with a silent celebration, the tom set off. After a few moments, he slowed, his eyes on a small cat before him. Stepping into her line of sight, Hawkclaw let out a low mrow in greeting. "Hello Mudpaw."

[Keriae]

S w e e t b r e e z e
She had followed her mate, grumbling under her breath about crowfood, and had slipped off when he gave the signal. Behind her were two or three SunClan warriors as she stalked around the outside edge of the SnowClan camp, ears flat against her skull so they could not be seen.
There. She was right behind the nursery. Crouching down so her belly fur was pressed to the floor, she waited for the opportune moment.

(Anyone up to getting their kits stolen?)

[Zwallow]

(Thanks Yuna! Oh, sorry to create more work for you, but i changed oakstorm's name to Oakleap. I didn't want two cats with the same suffix X3)

Russetflame chuckled at the elders words, "yes, I suppose you could." Again he watched the horizon, still unmoving. Hopefully he hadn't missed anything in his conversation with Rockfoot. Russetflame nodded, eyes still trained on the land in the distance, "I did hear that. I thought the trip was canceled, though," he said back to the elder. "If it is, now we all have to go another night without a leader or deputy." Russetflame exhaled, and stared quietly for a moment. He prayed to Starclan that all would go well on this night with no leader.

Hollowpaw turned over in his nest and groaned. 'How boring', he thought, reflecting on his recent activity: doing nothing. 'Maybe if I had a mentor, things wouldn't be so dull.' He closed his eyes and listened to the murmurs of the few cats in camp. He breathed in deeply the smell of the cool rock, his clanmates, moss, and... 'wha- crowfood?' Hollowpaw sat up and grimaced, 'ugh, the fresh-kill pile obviously hasn't been cleaned out in a while.' After stretching the stiffness from his muscles, Hollowpaw rose and strode out of the apprentices' den and down to the fresh-kill pile. He pawed aside a few peices of fresh-kill; and indeed, it was all fresh. "Huh," he muttered quietly, utterly befuddled as to where the foul smell was coming from.

[Kess]

(Aww, don't steal any kits D: )

[ChocomintyStars]

(Nuttmeg, I'll change the name soon, thank you for letting me know.

Sorry for the delay, guys. Balancing work with online life is getting difficult, but don't worry, I won't leave.

BTW, I'm up for a critique as far as thread leadership goes. I know I'm not the best, and I'd like to know if there's anything I can do to make things easier for you all, because I don't want you to be unhappy. Go ahead and tell me what I can work on to make this RP even better, alright? And don't be afraid to tell me anytime I do something (or don't do something) that ends up making things unpleasant on here, alright? I'm very understanding, and I'm not gonna fly off the handle about stuff like that. X3)

The small apprentice had been making her way back to the camp after her solo training. She was still bitter with her talk with Brokenshadow. The nerve of that cat. He had never taken any interest in trying to help her when he'd been a deputy, and she was sure that his only interest in her was because of Wolfheart's talk with him.

She felt a little wistful. She wanted to believe that the shecat had her in mind in her best interests. She wanted to feel like someone still cared. But she just...wasn't sure anymore. In any case, she didn't want to be hurt again, and so she would not rely on any cat. She'd get to where she wanted to be on her own. Still, it was a little difficult seeing as she didn't know any battle moves to practice, and some critique in her skills wouldn't hurt.

But she was imaginative. She could do this.

Her ears perked in surprise, though, as a similar voice drifted across. Her eyes were wide. What was Hawkclaw doing here? She hadn't seen him in a while!

She turned to him, glaring across the distance at the smirking tom. She didn't even say anything, letting her gaze say everything.

[Transkitty]

Hawkclaw Tom Cat Mated to Sweetpaw Sunclan Deputy

The hostility in Mudpaw's eyes didn't surprise the tom at all. In fact, he'd expected it. Flicking the tip of his tail, he padded up closer to the apprentice. His voice was soft, and filled with regret when he spoke. "Please forgive me for not coming earlier, Mudpaw. It took longer than I expected to settle into life in Sunclan." Pausing, the tom studied the young cat he held so dearly. Suddenly a thought crossed his mind and his eyes darted through the trees behind her. "Where is your mentor?" He had no idea she'd not been given one, although it didn't matter to him. He'd deliberately kept himself without an apprentice for when he brought Mudpaw back with him. If I bring her back, that is. There had been a lot of anger in the little she-cat's gaze, more than he expected, if he was to be honest with himself. "Mudpaw, I've come to see if you'll come with me to Sunclan. I miss you, and I'm in need of an apprentice. You'd be amazing no matter which clan you were in, but in Sunclan we could be great together!" Passion glinted in his eyes as he gazed at her, however he stayed out of reach of her claws. He knew that Snowclan hated him right now, and he wouldn't be shocked if Mudpaw hated him now as well.