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[the timey thing]

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Sandpaw is open if you'd like to have her mess with Ghostkit! c:

[Froas]

ｍｉｎｔ ｆｒｏｓｔ

ᴍᴏᴏᴅ: a little concerned ➝ ᴡʜᴇʀᴇ: camp ➝ ᴡɪᴛʜ: Sandpaw

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The medicine cat dipped her head. "Of course Whitestar, I won't be gone for too long" she said as she quickly trotted over to the apprentice den. Sticking her white fluffy head inside the small den, she looked for her apprentice Sandpaw, But the she-cat surprisingly wasn't there. The white medicine cat looked around the camp to see her near the nursery. She smiled and called over to her. Sandpaw, would you like to come help me gather herbs? She already knew the answer, but she'd rather ask, then command her to accompany her. She waited for her apprentice to reply to her as she walked closer so she wouldn't have to shout.

[float away.]

((I have Hazelsky and Snaketail open. I'd love for Hazelsky to bond with the kits, Quailkit and Ghostkit. :3 And Snaketail seems to have started with Squirrelpaw. Anyways, looking for bonds for all four of my cats. ^-^))

R.e.d.c.l.o.u.d.

Gender: Tom
Age: 42 moons
Rank: Senior Warrior
Status: Single
Apprentice: None
State: Curious
Tags: Honeywolf, Delilah/Camp

All the grumpy she-cat got in reply was an amused snort as he lumbered off. Saying anything to Honeywolf while she was in this state would be pointless, so he let the small group walk in silence. With his agouti clanmate walking step for step with the loner, he had little concern of her running. 'Wonder how Whitestar is going to handle this. Its been awhile since we had some cat wander over our borders. Hopefully this may go... better.' The last outsider to be brought into camp had raised quite a fuss among the clan, most dissatisfied with the loner's mere presence. It was never an event to look forward to, and now the burly tom was reconsidering chasing Delilah off. Just to save himself from the drama. 'Well it's a little too late to change my mind now.'
He came to halt right outside of the bush barrier that the cats called home, dropping his gaze to the hole that yawned at his paws. Looking over his shoulder, he meowed, "I suggest you walk with your head down and eyes on the ground. Don't want to make enemies before they even know your name. Stay close to Honeywolf." Dropping into the dark tunnel, Redcloud squeezed through the dirt hole and climbed out the other side. Nearly every cat appeared to be in camp, which didn't make this situation any better. Mossy eyes locked on the familiar white and tabby tom. "Whitestar," he called out, stepping slightly to the side to admit Honeywolf and Delilah, "It seems Honeywolf and I have found something that needs your attention."

F.r.o.s.t.p.a.w.

Gender: Tom
Age: 9 moons
Rank: Apprentice
Status: Single
Mentor: Barkface
State: Uninterested
Tags: Softpaw

Rising to his paws, Frostpaw bowed into a stretch, jaws parting in a yawn, in a display to show Barkface just how uninterested he was in whatever he wanted. The black and white apprentice was subtle with his insults, preferring to offend without the repercussions of being called out on them. He only took a few steps before Whitestar walked up to Barkface, inquiring about something or other to his mentor. "Looks like we just got saved by the leader from his company for a little while longer. I wonder what Whitestar was doing out of camp." Trailing off, he looked to the smaller she-cat that was next to him. Softpaw was often more in the know than himself, as she was easily likable and got along decently with their denmates.

H.a.z.e.l.s.k.y.

Gender: She-cat
Age: 42 moons
Rank: Senior Warrior
Status: Single
Apprentice: Fogpaw
State:
Tags:

A frown marred the dainty muzzle as a sigh heaved out of Barkface. Smiling or not, Hazelsky had already read into the small display of annoyance. Pale blue eyes narrowed as she stepped away from the mottled tom; her normally even tone clipped, "You know, you don't need to lie to me. I would have understood a 'Go away' just as well." Her silky fur had partially puffed out in indignation as she turned on a paw and began stalking away. 'Rude, rude, rude. That's all younger warriors are these days.' Pointedly ignoring Barkface's musings, the golden warrior retreated towards the nursery. 'With nothing to do, I might as well distract Quailkit.' Settling on her haunches, plumed tail curling about her front paws, she called out, "Quailkit, darling, come away from that grump! How does a nice game of moss ball sound?"

[Taiyo]

(( Prologue 2 ))

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•Who: Unknown NPCs
•Tags: N/A

"It's spreading! It's spreading!"
Cats were running around, fretting, panicking at the gradually increasing presence of an invisible enemy. An enemy they couldn't fend from, an enemy they couldn't sense, an enemy that can't be fought the normal way. Cats watched with despair as companions, friends, family dropped down one by one, unmoving, breathing deeply.
Things were happening too fast. I whipped around, paws scoring a heated trial towards the sacred pool.
I have to warn the living of this crisis…
A shadow stood in my way and I stumbled to a stop, eyes widening in shock. "Not yet." the tall cat meowed calmly, tail flicking slowly.

"But-"

The cat shook his head. "Not yet."

I felt my knees weaken, my eyes watering and I crumpled to the ground. I felt fear, I felt horror and I was so.. so.. scared.

"Good luck." he meowed softly.

My eyes closed and the world turned black.

[luxray;]

{ do we need Dark Forest cats? I guess that's probably what those are. Cx wolfpaw is magically poofed back to camp. }}

[tyger.]

Can I make a warrior? Or something like that?

[bri']

↠ S W E E T F O O T ↞

Gender ▸ She-cat
Age ▸ 23 Moons
Rank ▸ Warrior
Apprentice ▸ Squirrelpaw
Status ▸ Single
Tags ▸ None

Sweetfoot looked up from her grooming to see Squirrelpaw bounding over with a plump piece of fresh kill hanging from her jaws. "Oh Squirrelpaw! Great job! I'm so sorry I wasn't able to take you out myself this morning, I had woken up late." She said apologetically, before a beautiful smile lit up her slender features once again. "So who did you go hunting with?" She asked curiously, wanting to thank the feline that took the time to take Squirrelpaw out while she was over sleeping. Just as the question passed Sweetfoot's lips, the camp's entrance rustled and out of it came Redcloud, followed by Honeywolf and a scrawny brown and white she-cat that Sweetfoot didn't know. Her pretty green orbs went a little wide and she glanced down at Squirrelpaw who had just began to ask if they could go and do a bit of training. "Oh, no, sorry sweetie, but, I uh... I think there may be more pressing matters here at the moment. Why don't you come sit beside me?" She said, wanting Squirrelpaw to stay near her in case the strange cat that had just entered the camp posed a threat.

↠ D E L I L A H ↞

Gender ▸ She-cat
Age ▸ 32 Moons
Rank ▸ Loner
Status ▸ Single
Tags ▸ Honeywolf, Redcloud, Whitestar

Delilah, despite having earlier toned down her usual sharp tongue in favor of survival, was not particularly in favor of following Redcloud's advice. She was skinny and dilapatated, but she didn't yet feel the need to lower her head and downcast her eyes as if she were ashamed. She kept her head up and let her dark brown eyes sweep the camp as the small group ducked through the entrance. Redcloud lead her, with Honeywolf following close by her side, to a caliby tom she assumed was Whitestar. She pricked her ears in the tom's direction, her head tilting to the side slightly. Delilah guessed this 'Whitestar' was the leader of the clan. She cast her gaze sideways at Honeywolf and then at Redcloud in an attempt to read their expressions, but she had little luck and returned her eyes back to Whitestar. She decided against saying anything until spoken to directly.

↠ T I G E R P A W ↞

Gender ▸ Tom
Age ▸ 8 Moons
Rank ▸ Apprentice
Mentor ▸ Pinefrost
Status ▸ Single
Tags ▸ Thunderflame

Tigerpaw pricked his ears and turned his head at the sound of Thunderflame calling his name. He glance back in front of him, dismayed that he had been unable to find Ravenfeather, before bounding off back towards the dark, long haired tom. "I'm sorry, Thunderflame, but I couldn't fin her." He apologized, hanging hi head a bit. "Do you think she might have gone back to camp?" The bright tabby apprentice inquired curiously, thinking that maybe Ravenfeather had just forgotten to let them know she was heading back to camp.

[luxray;]

{ didn't know Pinefrost had an apprentice D:
sorry! he's open, if anyone's interested in interacting x3 }}

[Taiyo]

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•Gender: Tom
•Age: 48 moons
•Rank: Leader
•Lives: 8
•Status: Single
•Tags: Redcloud, Honeywolf,
Delilah

Whitestar's ears perked up when he heard his name being called. Turning his head, he was surprised to find Redcloud and Honeywolf returning to camp. He was just about to greet his two warriors when a foreign scent filtered through. The tabby's form tensed marginally and his posture straightened. His usually calm and gently eyes turned sharp as they landed on the strange cat in his camp. "Something indeed." the tabby meowed softly. Slowly he sat down, curling his thin tail around his paws as he looked the she-cat in her eyes. "And what offence did she commit to be brought straight into camp?" he asked, curiosity leaking into his voice. There was the faint scent of blood - though the tabby couldn't sense any injuries on his warriors. "I suppose you have a name?" he addressed the she-cat.

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•Gender: She-cat
•Age: 30 moons
•Rank: Warrior
•Status: Single
•Tags: Redcloud, Delilah

She was relieved when they neared the entrance of the camp. For a second, the ginger warrior hesitated - should the possibility Whitestar chooses to chase the loner out of Flightclan's territory, would it be wise to show the stranger the hidden entrance to the core of their territory? However, before she could decide, Redcloud had already entered, his bushy red tail disappearing through the gap under the bush. "Go on." The she-cat meowed, watching the thin cat slip in after the warrior. With a cautionary glance behind her the she-cat slipped into camp, satisfied the position of their camp entrance had not been witnessed by others.

Appearing on the other side of the tunnel, Honeywolf was relieved to find Whitestar within easy reach. The she-cat was wary about the loner and wished the matter to be resolved as soon as possible - hey, she's a busy cat! Settling down on her haunches the she-cat curled her tail around her paws and let Redcloud introduce their little 'something' they found by the borders. Hopefully, Whitestar wouldn't be too curious and ask why they were by the border in the first place.

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•Gender: Tom
•Age: 34 moons
•Rank: Warrior
•Status: Single
•Tags: Tigerpaw

The tabby tilted his head to the side as he considered Tigerpaw's suggestion. "You mif be rif Tigumpawf." he chuckled around his mouthful of prey. "She mif haf returnf alreadif." his words were awkwardly slurred by the pieces of prey within his jaws. Blinking his yellow eyes, the tom decided to abandoned his stuttered way of speaking and beckoned to Tigerpaw with his tail. He nudged Tigerpaw's catch closer to his paw and tilted his head towards the direction of camp. It was time to go and the camp needed to be fed soon. Whether Ravenfeather's back in camp or still hunting for prey... well they'll find out soon enough. Thunderflame was confident in his clanmate's ability to fend for herself. Without another word, the tabby tom began to walk back to camp.

Squeezing through the narrow tunnel with several pieces of prey dragging on the ground was a chore, but Thunderflame finally got through. The tabby warrior was concerned at the foreign scent mixed into the dirt of the entrance - as if a stranger had recently passed through - and his suspicions were confirmed when he noticed an unfamiliar pelt within camp. Shooting the Tigerpaw a wary glance, he led the younger apprentice to the fresh-kill pile first, careful to keep his tail on his shoulder lest he bolts off in excitement to investigate the new cat in camp. Quickly depositing the prey, the tom turned to eye the intruder in camp with wary caution. Thunderflame had no idea what he should make of this new cat. She seemed half starved and weakened and currently she was chatting with Whitestar. I wonder what our leader will decide to do with her...

(( Ok xDD let me make things clear first. The purple posts are PROLOGUES to the coming prophecy! They are NPC cats played by me to build up tension! You are free to create dark forest cats (they will be given a specific role when the prophecy comes) but creating a DFC does not mean you post these purple, ominous posts. I get to do that. xDDD not anyone else <3 Hope that clears things up!

Remember! These purple posts are important! So it will be best if you read them! ))

[foxflight,]

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Snowdrift has watched in silence as Littlepaw and Smokepaw sparred and in the end, it was clear Littlepaw was the winner. Despite her own apprentice not having won the little spar, she felt proud of him none the less. As the battle ended and Whitestar emerged from the line of trees, she rose to her paws. A small spread across her muzzle as Whitestar praised the two apprentice efforts before acknowledging both herself and Eaglestrike. She dipped her head to the leader, watching as the older tom disappeared through the trees back in the direction of camp. She turned her gaze back to the apprentices, "you both did very well." She praised, following after Eaglestrike the brown tabby began to head back to camp. Snowdrift ducked underneath the bramble tunnel, easily slipping through and avoiding the brambles that often snagged at the larger cats furs. The slender she-cat quickly allowed her gaze to sweep across camp, her ears flattening against her head and her fur bristling up slightly when she caught an unnatural scent within the camp. She was quick to spot what the scent belonged to, it was a loner by the looks of it. Her curious nature wanted to creep forward a few more steps to find out more about loner, but she forced herself not to, turning away and padding across camp. She sat down at the edge of camp, underneath the shade provided by a tree, she wrapped her tail around her delicate paws and blocked out all over her other sense so she was able to enjoy the brief moment she would have alone.

[[ Taiyo - would I be able to make another warrior?