Spiritclan -semi-lit warrior rp- accepting!

[~Atlas~]

Creekpaw snorted with amusement. "Feisty, aren't you! Smart too! Well, I'll continue with my little tour" He pointed to the three huge mountains in the distance. There was one huge one in the middle, and tow smaller ones, both on different sides of it. Two waterfalls flowed through the middle. "Those are the mountains that separate us from Stormclan. Those two waterfall run their territory. They are the waterfalls where the salmon jump, or just the salmon waterfalls. In the middle of the tallest mountain and the smaller one on the left is a huge valley. We meet there for gatherings."

[Host]

Honeypaw smiled and took note of everything. StormClan, Salmon River, meeting spot. A question flashed through her mind. "How often do StormClan attack?" She wondered aloud.

[dulcetghost]

(Wind, why does Tornrise not have Wanted Rank filled out? I am changing that to Rank by the way. Lol

"Got it memorized?"
- Axel

And Dial, this is Spiritclan. You put Stormclan by mistake on your last post on page 60. Hey, I am going to make my new cat just show up on the territory. Actually, can someone have their cats go near the thunderpath first? They will have to find him lying on the thunderpath.)

[chekoli.]

(i'll do it!)

Swiftflower heard her stomach growl like a monster, and went out to go hunting. She heard the rustle of leaves underpaw, and smelled rain on the wind. She suddenly smelled a mouse, and when she turned a bush, it was there. It was a plump little body, unknowing of her presence. But she stepped on a twig wrong, and it broke. The mouse fled, and she pursued it, and when it veered towards the thunderpath, she gave a great leap, and landed on it, and killed it. She thanked Starclan, and looked up. She saw an unmoving body on the thunderpath, and she jumped back, wide-eyed, and yowled.

[Host]

(Ack!!!! I am SO SORRY! I have done that a few times now.. Thank god its not against the rules..)

[TigerLynx]

Cinderstorm padded to the apprentice's den. "Honeypaw?" she asked. When she saw Honeypaw wasn't there. She huffed and thought I'm her mentor and I can't find my apprentice! Where has she gone now? She started padding around camp looking for her apprentice.

[~Atlas~]

Honeypaw smiled and took note of everything. StormClan, Salmon River, meeting spot. A question flashed through her mind. "How often do StormClan attack?" She wondered aloud.

Creekpaw turned around and mewed, "Well, not very often. They pretty much keep to their side of the mountains. They're pretty decent cats. But if there ever is a battle, then it would be in the battle meadow, over there," he mewed, pointing his tail over to a huge meadow surrounded by water. There was a little log for the Spiritclan cats to cross. It was right against the rocky mountain path that Stormclan went through to get to Spiritclan and up to the moonstone. "And, the Moonstone is in the tallest mountain up there. Leaders and Medicine Cats go there to speak with Starclan. Do you know who Starclan is yet?" he mewed, cocking his head.

[Host]

Honeypaw bit her lip. She remembered Splashpaw speaking of StarClan, for it was where the good clan cats went. She nodded stiffly. "Ya.. Splashpaw spoke of it a few times. Its where the good clan cats go once they.. Well, die." She mewed. "But, where do the bad cats go?"

[~Atlas~]

Creekpaw sighed and turned around to face her, becoming serious. "Well, they go to the Dark Forest. It's supposed to be a terrible place, where it is always night, and the forest is everlasting. Truely evil cats go there, and are stuck forever. That's all I know." Suddenly, his face became it's normal, cheerful self. "Come on, there's a lot more to go! He lept across using the stones in the water, and waited for her. He was in the moorlands now, where there were rolling hills and no trees. But, there were a few little bushes dotted across. On the largest hill, there was a tree though. A huge willow tree.

[Host]

Honeypaw shifted uncomfortably at his dark eyes. I sure hope I don't know anybody evil.. She shook her head gently at the thought. She watched him bound easily over the rocks and her heart fell. Why can't I be athletic? She padded to the rocks and looked at the water. She bunched her muscles and leapt, landing on the end of the rock. She slid to the side, and half fell. She let out a small yelp and dug her thin claws into the rock. She shook her fur and leapt across the other rocks easily. She fluffed up her fur and shivered. Her pelt burned with embaressent.