Sᴄᴀʀʀᴇᴅ || Wᴀʀʀɪᴏʀs & Wᴏʟvᴇs || Sᴇᴍɪ-Lɪᴛ || Closed--Remade

[★ nirvana,]

Ashfire.

Ashfire growled at Ivorypaw. "You're a frinkin' indescrible little pest, you fox-hearted mouse-brain." He snarled. "I don't see how you even became a medicine cat in the first place -oh, wait a minute, yes I do! It's 'cause you're weak." He said, his fangs slightly poking over his lips in a threatening, intimidating way.

[Flat as a pancake]

golden dawn
I pad around the border line of the packs territory.i stop and hear a moose,a bull moose.i walk outside the pack border line circling the buck silently.all of a sudden the buck hears a stone my paw hit.This adult buck moose could kill me if I,m not careful i think to my self.the buck charges kicking me as I bite its back leg and the buck runs off.i lay helplessly on the ground every muscle aching.help me I whimper painfully.within seconds I knew that foxes,coyotes and even lone wolves would smell the blood dripping from my neck and stomach.after 30 seconds I faint.

[Schuyler]

(Please do not quote your posts, Frodoandtheo. It's not necessary and creates spam.)

Nightfeather

Nightfeather had finished with his herbs and began to pace around the camp. The juicy scent of the fresh-kill pile made his jaws water, but he wasn't thinking about food at the moment. What could Ivorypaw be doing that would take this long? If she's run off somewhere...

Finally he flicked his tail angrily and started the climb out of the gorge. When he reached the top, he turned and padded along the worn trail leading toward the marigold plants, grumbling under his breath with every step. He hadn't gone far, however, when he heard the harsh tones of arguing voices ahead.

Pausing, he raised his head and sniffed the air. Ivorypaw and...Ashfire? Nightfeather wondered what his apprentice was doing with the warrior, and why they were seemed angry with each other. He had never particularly liked Ashfire, had always felt like the tom was hiding something, although Nightfeather couldn't put his finger on what it was.

He could see the two cats ahead on the trail now. Pickin up his pace, he strode over to them, slightly surprised to see that she was, in fact, carrying a large bundle of the marigold he had asked for. "Ivorypaw," he mewed, trying unsuccessfully to keep his voice calm and even despite his anger. "What in StarClan's name have you been up to?"

[Noven.,]

Ivory.


Ivorypaw panicked when she saw her mentor, and then suddenly realized the advantages. She smiled a toothy grin in Ashfire's direction after she set down the bundle of Marigold. "Oh, Nightfeather! It was amazing. I had the Marigold and I was coming back when I heard a cry from the border. Two wolves had Ashfire stuck up a tree. He was hunting on the border and he got chased into their's. So I ran forward, charging into one of the wolves as she tried to bite him. I knocked her aside and Ashfire had time to run away. The wolf was actually scared of me! She didn't want to fight me afterwards. We're just walking back and we were having an argument over whether butterflies taste better than moths." She purred, blinking her big blue eyes. She was easily lying, it scared her. She shot another look at Ashfire again that said If you think I'm joking I'm not. One false move and I'll tell everyone your plans.

[★ nirvana,]

Ashfire.

Ashfire couldn't help but snicker at the last part, but it was quiet, so nobody could really hear it. When he saw the look that Ivorypaw gave him, he couldn't help but to give one back - you can't do that. You're helping me - and you lied about it in the first place. They'll think you're disloyal for doing that and you'll get in trouble as well. The look said (?). He actually wanted to get exiled - but not right now. He wanted to get exiled at the right moment, which is whenever the Clan was defenseless. Afterall, there's not many warriors in the Clan, so it shouldn't take long for that to happen.

[Angry.Jackal]

(I'm sorry for being unable to post over the last few days. I have been busy lately, but I will try to get a post in before the weekend is up)

[Schuyler]

(It's okay, Butterfly. Sorry, guys, I've been really busy too and haven't had much of a chance to post either.)

Nightfeather

Nightfeather stood still, looking back and forth between Ivorypaw and Ashfire. His apprentice was purring, watching him innocently with her bright eyes, and her explanation was spoken so earnestly that Nightfeather felt she must be telling the truth, even though he could never imagine Ashfire having the slightest interest in a discussion about butterflies.

He glanced at Ashfire, whose expression was unreadable, then sighed and turned back to Ivorypaw. "Well, hurry up and get that marigold back to my den. And do try not to get distracted along the way," he grumbled almost sarcastically. "Fighting wolves! You're just an apprentice, and a medicine cat apprentice at that. Leave the battles to the warriors."

As Nightfeather turned away, he added with a deliberate air of nonchalance, "So, what did you decide?"

[★ nirvana,]

Ashfire.

"Yeah. We don't want to see what moths can do to butterflies, do we?" Ashfire smirked as he said the words in a nonchalant way, adding along to Nightfeather's second statement about Ivorypaw just being a medicine cat apprentice and fighting wolves, brushing past Ivorypaw as he finished his own statement and continued following behind Nightfeather with his white tail, that had a few gray flecks sprinkled along it as well, lashing in the air behind him.

[Noven.,]

Ivory.

She narrowed her eyes and stared after the two tom cats. Why would Nightfeather ever say something like that? Why wasn't he proud of her? Why was he angry? She stood right where she was, not caring how far behind she got as they left. She finally called. "You don't have to be such a fox-hearted mouse just because you could never be a warrior. I can do things any warrior can, even if I'm not that good at them." She spat.

[amarok.]

Hi! Beta still open? If so, can you reserve it? I don't want to get ninja'd. Reading rules/making form now! Thanks!!

Okay, rules read, etc.

Name;Wildfire (Wolf)
Gender; Fae
Looks;

Wildfire is a tall, lean, pure white wolf with a surprising amount of strength and hostility. Her eyes are a harsh grey, like stone.

Personality and general description; She enjoys fighting and hasn't ever been defeated. She is very battle-scarred, and one of her ears was almost torn off, leaving her with both bad balance and bad hearing as disabilities. She isn't dependable at hunting because of this, and can't usually be trusted to lead the pack into battle - accident prone is an understatement. Hardly a day goes past where wildfire doesn't run into a tree. She has a pretty bad memory, too, particularly for names. Here's and healing? You don't want to know. XD She has a soft spot for pups, and occasionally fills in as pup watcher.

She has no mate, no crush, no family and no friends.

Rank; Beta? (*Puppy Eyes?*)
Pack: Frost.

History;
She got hit hard on the head during a battle, and lost her memory. All she can remember is that she was a rouge, and her big brother's name - Storm.

She 'may' remember it if someone can jog her memory, but it's supposed to stay secret. If you need to know, I'm willing to PM it to you.

Making a Brute later.