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[Pistol Annie #1 NPC]

Leafpaw nodded vigorously, sprinting after Foxpaw like a rabbit. He was a tiny apprentice, so he could probably fit. Closing his eyes, he wriggled under the bush, but he squealed when he touched a root with his whiskers. He scampered around it, and his eyes were still closed. The sandy brown tom crawled out the other entrance, and he rolled around in the snow. Dead leaves from the past leaf-fall had accumulated in the small tunnel, and he wanted to get them off.
"I think I touched a huge snake!" Leafpaw exclaimed, once he opened his eyes. "I felt it with my whiskers. It was big, and smooth, and it might have moved. I don't know. Don't worry, I was brave so it didn't bite me!"
Lying on his back with his belly up, Leafpaw took a deep breath of the air. "It smells like fresh snow! I love that smell," he exclaimed. Leafpaw kept rolling around, and then he stood up. His rolling had made a big print in the snow.
"Wow! We could make a den here!"

"Brokenstar is very smart," agreed Cinderpaw with a nod. "She does not do things that are mouse-brained. That is my younger brother's job."

[Dragon_Rider]

Blackpaw chuckled "Leafpaw? Nah he is ok...a bit of an acquired taste but not bad" she said shrugging

Owlface brought the squirrel back to Hawkfang like instructed and dropped it at her paws "here you are" he said softly before turning to go catch some more.

Oneear caught the scent of a rabbit and quickly caught up to it. She stalked it silently for a moment before pouncing before it could scream. She could smell another close by so she burried the rabbit quickly and followed it.

[Box of Nightmares]

"Wow, you're right!" Foxpaw opened her eyes and danced around in the snow, making strange patterns in the cold snow. "But first, we need to catch some prey! I'll race ya! First one to catch a piece of prey gets to be he leader when we grow up, and second gets to be deputy!" She shouts, then waits before a response, eager to run and catch something before he did. She was sure that it was her destiny to be the greatest leader Frostclan had ever had. Foxstar: to be remembered forever as a hero and a brave leader! Awesome!

[Dragon_Rider]

Oneear caught sight of the rabbit but it caught sight of her too. It was much smaller then the other though both had only a little meat on them. Oneear was first to make a move chasing the young rabbit for a good three minuets before catching it. This time it screamed. She panted after the killing bite and sat down catching her breath.

[Cocoawolfey]

"here is your nest. i will take you out tomorrow sorrielpaw and are you happy to have your temporary name? pride fluffing her pelt

featherclaw taught the big she-cat how to hunt he stanced in his "bunny stance" he meowed stepping lowly, slowly his claws making marks in the snow. eyes turned to slits he pounced on the squirrel. " that's how you hunt. remember all weight goes off your paws" he meowed his big broad paws slamming on the snow

[Dragon_Rider]

Oneear slowly got up and picked up the young rabbit and got the older one ,probably it's parent , and brought it to where Hawkfang said putting them down sitting taking a few deep breaths. Leaf-bare had caused the eabbits to be mostly skin bone and fur with little meat.

Owlface smelled around for other prey. He couldn't smell anything close and decided to move on.

[Pistol Annie #1 NPC]

Cinderpaw's whiskers twitched. "He is quite silly. I love him the same, even if he has feathers in his brain." Her pelt was getting awfully cold in this weather, and she moved closer to Blackpaw. "I am not fond of the cold. Do you think the warriors will be ready soon?"
This made Cinderpaw chuckle a little. Fancy that... the apprentices being ready before all the warriors!

"Thank you," Hawkfang told Owlface as he returned with his squirrel. "Good hunting, Owlface. I will guard this."
Especially impressive for leaf-bare. Hawkfang would hunt if she could, but she would just scare all the prey away. Since she was so big and conspicuous, she would sit here with the already-caught prey. No cats and no prey would go near. It had the added bonus of driving the prey outwards, towards her hunting Clanmates.
If any of those MossClan rogues dared make a reappearance, she would beat them up. Nobody dared mess with FrostClan with Hawkfang around. She actually missed the days of kicking those disgraces' tails.
Featherclaw seemed to be determined to teach Hawkfang how to hunt. She watched his stance interestedly, and then she tried it herself. Her claws were out, and she tried to keep herself low to the ground. As she moved forward towards an old, weak looking partridge, she realized she was upwind of the bird. It was fine, though. Hawkfang knew that birds didn't really have a good sense of smell, unlike other prey such as the mice.
She pounced, and caught the frail bird by the wing. It screeched, but the sound was cut off as Hawkfang snapped its neck with a heavy blow from her paw.
Impressed by the lesson, Hawkfang nodded in acknowledgement. "You are a good hunter. Look at you, training the oldest warrior like an apprentice -- and succeeding."
Purring, she carried the partridge back and dropped it in the temporary pile. It was the only bloodless prey, since she killed it without opening any outside wounds. She nodded respectfully to Oneear as she retrieved her rabbits. "Good job," said Hawkfang. Though the rabbits were small, it was hard to find them in leaf-bare. This would be a feast in this season.

At the mention of prey, Leafpaw's stomach growled again. "Yeah!" he exclaimed, leaping to his paws. His soft brown eyes glittered with excitement. It was a win-win situation, since both being leader and deputy was awesome.
"I'm gonna catch an eagle!" Leafpaw squeaked. He puffed up his chest all proudly. "Leafpaw, slayer of eagles- whoop!"
He tripped and fell face-first in the snow. Shaking it off, he ran in a direction aimlessly. Time to find something to eat!

[Box of Nightmares]

Foxpaw bounded off before stopping in a more open area to survey the area for any scents of prey. She caught a brief but nearby smell of a vole or a mouse, and she focused, trying to stay still to determine where it was. She moved slowly and carefully to avoid making sound in the snow as it quietly crunched under her paws. It was so close she could almost taste it! Just a couple of yards away, frozen in shock--and staring right at her. In the moment, Foxpaw took it's weakness to her advantage, pouncing. She just barely missed, catching it on the leg. The small mouse turned and limp-ran away from her. I can still get it! She thought.

[Dragon_Rider]

Blackpaw wrapped her tail around the other apprentice to keep her warm like Hawkfang had done when she was worried "I don't think most cats do" she said pressing she short but thick fur to Cinderpaws. "I hope so!"

Oneear smiled some "Thank you... I swear I chased the little one for what seemed like a moon. And that was a great catch you are better at hunting then you think" she said and got back up "I'll be back!" She said and bounded away in a new direction.

Owlface padded out near twolegs nest and scented around. He could smell a mouse but it was over the fence. He knew the clan needed food so he jumped over the fence and found the mouse under a bush catching it quickly and jumping back over even quicker shuttering hating to be near their nest.

[Pistol Annie #1 NPC]

[Good night guys, I'm going to bed! PM me if you need anything, but I won't reply until I get home tomorrow. I'll leave you with this:]

Leafpaw was so determined to get this right. He stalked after a thrush, with his forepaws low and his hindquarters sticking awkwardly in the air. His tail waved around in the breeze. The bird didn't notice him until he pounced, and once it spread its wings, Leafpaw batted his paw out towards it. He skimmed its wing, and a feather fell off. With a screech, the bird flew away. Leafpaw stared with a grin at the feather.
This was the closest he ever came to catching prey. Leafpaw always came close, so he was very confident of his skills, even though he never actually touched the prey. This time, he had. He got a feather. He buried the feather in the snow, marking it by scribbling with his foreclaw. Then he went to find more prey.

Cinderpaw purred as her denmate helped keep her warm. "Thank you," she said, relaxing once she felt warmer. Cinderpaw was aptly named. She liked the warmth, not this freezing cold leaf-bare temperature. "Where is your favorite place in the territory? I like the deepest part of the forest, with the big trees."

Hawkfang chuckled. The thrill of the hunt, the companionship of her Clanmates, it made her feel warm despite the frigid leaf-bare weather. The chill couldn't get into her heart. She was warm from inside, and that was the best way. "Thank you, Oneear. I surprised myself today," she said. It was good to be part of this Clan.

[Here are my two morally questionable bachelors. Can you tell which one is the traitor, who begins the civil war?]

DUSTFOOT

Name: "I am Dustfoot."
Gender: "Are you serious." He's a tom.
Age: "Show some respect." 31 moons and counting.
Rank: "A warrior." He wants to become the leader.
Personality: "I don't care." Dustfoot isn't a pleasant cat. His parents were murdered by a MossClan member. He is furious at his own Clan, and thinks one of them might be helping MossClan.
Description: "Are you blind?" Dustfoot is a big, muscular cat with grey-brown and white fur, and amber eyes.
Likes: "Fighting."
Dislikes: "Annoying cats, like you." He thinks everyone is annoying, except his mate.
Advantages: "Don't get on my bad side, that's all you need to know." He's strong and fast, and good at stalking.
Disadvantages: "Why would I say this?" He isn't very agile, and his sense of smell isn't too great.
Backstory: "You don't need to know." He grew up in the Clan, and he envied his brother because their parents favored him. Dustfoot discovered Cloudwing's dirty secret, and he was more than happy to spread a rumor.
Mate: "... Beachheart. I will do anything for her, but no one else."
Kin: "Cloudwing is my brother. Don't trust him; he is a murderer." Their parents died when they were young, killed by MossClan rogues. Their mother's name was Petaltail, and their father's name was Badgernose. Dustfoot is built like his dad, but his fur looks like his mom's. They had a sister named Briarleaf, but she was wounded by a fox and died in the medicine cat's den. Dustfoot knows who really killed her.

CLOUDWING

Name: "Cloudwing. Cloudwing of FrostClan."
Gender: "A tom."
Age: "One of the younger warriors." 19 moons.
Rank: "A warrior of FrostClan." He used to be a medicine cat apprentice, but he resigned because of a rumor Dustfoot was perpetrating. A rumor that holds too much truth...
Personality: "I do my best for my Clan." Cloudwing has a powerful and passionate voice. He loves speaking to others, and he has a lot of compassion. Cloudwing hates when others are suffering, and he will go to great lengths to ease their distress... (Sometimes to the point where it's morally questionable...) He believes in truth and loyalty, and the inner goodness of all cats. Although he is outgoing, sometimes he can be insecure. He is afraid of how people judge him. His own brother Dustfoot will do terrible things and blame them on Cloudwing. What is more upsetting, Cloudwing is genuinely a killer. Dustfoot is twisting the truth though.
Description: "I am a little too tall." He has an athletic figure, like his mother. His pelt color resembles his father though. Cloudwing has black-and-white fur, which is very soft. His eyes are a warm, gentle amber.
Likes: "My Clan, of course."
Dislikes: "Anyone who tries to invade and harm my Clanmates. My duty is to protect them."
Advantages: "I just try, and try again." Cloudwing is average in all aspects... he's nothing special. However, he practices and trains a lot. This increases his skills, and he has experience beyond his moons.
Disadvantages: "I am not very fast." Cloudwing isn't a fast runner, and he doesn't have fast reflexes. The one thing he's fast at is killing, and he doesn't like to talk about that.
Backstory: "I grew up in this Clan." Same as his brother. However, Cloudwing doesn't blame his own Clan for something MossClan did. He rightfully hates MossClan with a passion though. He also used to be a medicine cat apprentice, but he resigned from the position.
Crush: "In my eyes, she is more beautiful than any other cat. It is her imperfections that make her perfect. I wish I had the courage to tell her..." Cloudwing has a huge crush on Oneear. He doesn't think she would ever love a killer, though.
Kin: "Dustfoot is my brother." Cloudwing tries to get along with his brother, even though Dustfoot is a jerk to him. They're still family, and Cloudwing has a lot of love in his heart. Dustfoot is right about one thing though. Cloudwing was responsible for their sister Briarleaf's death. Cloudwing doesn't know how to explain, because eventually the truth will be uncovered. He doesn't think his motive could justify killing a Clanmate. He just couldn't watch his sister suffer anymore, so he offered her deathberries when his mentor was collecting herbs. Cloudwing is innerly tormented and doesn't know if he was right or wrong, but he's beginning to believe the title 'murderer' does apply to him after all...