🌺~AspenClan v.4 Old and accepting!~🌺

[Cherry.]

Biscuit
He stuttered, his worries of the dogs completely erased. "Arethekitscoming?!" He asked, words jumbled together with fear. Biscuit looked at her. The pain she was in... He couldn't take it. His eyes went blurry, his vision slowly darkening until- Thwump! He fainted, the leaves cushioning his fall. He was clearly going to be no help. Biscuit went rigid with shock as he was doused with ice cold water. "Whadjyahoudifog?!" he hissed in annoyance, he words slurred and uncomprehendable. Then he remembered. Dogs...Creampuff...Kits... He'd've almost fainted again, if it weren't for a loud hissing of a cat behind him saying "Don't faint on me, or I'll claw your ears off!" then twitching her whiskers in amusement. "C-creampuff?" He called, unsure of where his mate was now located. "How long was I out for?" He was taken aback by her anger, but remembered her pain, and cooled down. He stood stock still as the menacingly calm, yet shrill voice of a loner sunk in. He whipped around, suddenly filled with rage for this cat, the fact that she wanted to harm his mate, and kits too? He growled, and looked surprised at doing so, but suddenly realized exactly how much he hated this cat... And he leapt nimbly to her back, as though his 30 moons of being a kittypet had done nothing to his instincts he first had from his birth clan. He dug his claws into her shoulders, getting a tight grip on her and raked his back legs down her spine. "Don't You DARE...lay a claw... on her ...or any of the kits!" He hissed in her ear, still slightly in shock by the amount of rage this cat was filling him with. He landed perfectly on his feet, only slightly unbalanced by her blow. He reared up, and glided, poised to land on her back again- but he crashed into another cat who had gotten there before him. One who smelled of wind and wilderness... One who Biscuit had yet to meet due to his untimely... fainting. He huddled against Creampuff, worried for the new cat, and he could feel Creampuff shaking, so he pressed his long fluffy pelt against hers, trying for the calming effect Nelly had mastered, and failing, his pelt shaking as much as hers, if not more!




FoxPaw
An attack on the camp?! Suddenly his cuts no longer hurt. He itched to fight whoever had intruded. He hissed in annoyance as Scorch ran off, lashing his tail angrily he headed to the apprentice's den. His eyes met hers, and as he looked at her, he knew he couldn't stay mad. "No...I forgive, you." He purred, barely audible but he was sure she had heard. "I'm sure they don't all hate you." he mewed, trying to lift her spirits. Curling his tail around her in turn, he replied. "I'll make sure we can still spend time together! And if I get an apprentice, we could train together, and I'll make sure you're in all of my patrols! But... you're right." he mews, pressing against her, "I'm going to feel cold without you in that den.." With a jolt, he woke up. He sensed many new cats outside, and upon leaving the den, discovered several rogues just walking around as though they had lived there all there lives! Snarling at the nearest one, he growled "Why have you intruded our camp, SCORCH." He spat the name as though it was dirty on his tongue, after all, this was the cat that almost stole his Applepaw! He smiled at his crush, she looked so pretty when she was angry... Foxpaw sprang to attention as Thistlestar called the meeting, and he sat under the gathering cliff, his light amber gaze fixed on his leader.


DappleSeed

Seeing him waiting, she rolled her eyes and said, "Please." She watched as the apprentice age cat stormed off to find the herb. Turning around, she began to gather bits and scraps of moss for the queen, answering her questions in between mouthfuls. "Oh, borage is just- a medical herb that will- help when the kits come." She explained, and began adjusting the moss around her. She hoped that was right. But she was no medicine cat, so she couldn't be sure. She smiled, about to object to the blanket, when there was already plenty of nice moss, but she remembered that kittypets don't typically have any honor when it came to such, and weren't quite as resourceful. So she bit her tongue. "Ah, thanks Coal. Here, eat this, it will help. Just relax, and think of the kits." She pawed the Borage towards the white cat. She watched as she grimaced and swallowed the herb, glad she hadn't complained much. "Well, since you seem so judgy... My name is Dappleseed. I doubt that names matter at the moment as your friend over here just mentioned, but since it seems to bother you so greatly, my name is Dappleseed." Then she turned to Biscuit. "Get, up!" she hissed in his ear. She smirked, glad at their conclusion. She'd always wanted to do something like this. Grabbing a wad of dry moss, she rushed over to the nearby stream, filled it with water until it was dripping, and wrung it out over the obtuse kittypet, secretly enjoying his panicked return to conciousness. She watched in horror, and was herself about to spring into action, before Biscuit leapt out in front of her, shocking her greatly. My turn... She leapt onto the rogues shoulders, hissing in fury as she slipped, and fell, right in front of Fox. She attempted to scramble out of the way, but fear kept her motionless.

HollyPelt
She smiled tiredly at her mate and the 4 kits. Perking her ears and turning her head as she heard Stormwind's name called. She played with one of the kits with her paw, and decided she would name this overly fluffy kit Fluffkit. Her ear twitching as the kit batted at it, she looked down at Cloudkit, who was sitting on the ground. She was already becoming restless, her paws aching to leave the nursery. "Well, the adventurous one here is Quailkit, and little-miss-worry-pants over here is Fluffkit." She purred, gesturing to each as she did so. She nuzzled him back. "what did Thistlestar want to talk about?" She purred, genuinely curious. "Ohh..." she stiffened at his name, thinking back to the time when they were still friends. "Yes, Emberstripe isn't afraid to put that elder in his place if necessary... I believe that was the best choice." She smiled at him. "Of course!" she purred, eager to move, her tail twitching with excitement, although she had only been there a few hours. She nosed the kits forward, not noticing Rosekit trailing behind. "Well then, here's our nest! Quailkit and Fluffkit, you can sleep on this side, and Cloudkit and Rose- Rosekit?" She just now noticed her kit's disappearance, and abandoned the other three to find her. "There you are!" She pulled the three kits out of the elder's den, and grabbed the other two from the nursery. "Come on, there's a gathering!" she called to her kits, doing a quick head count as they sat down in a large group with Stormwind.


FernWind

She looked at Hollypelt, a regular visitor. It seemed like she was on the verge of death every second of every day. "What'd she do this time?" Fernwind asked, a small smirk forming on her lips, as she waited to hear the next of Hollypelt's many endeavors. "What'd you do to her this t-?" but she was abruptly cut off from her joke as Hollypelt collapsed. "Right!" she mews hurriedly. Berrypaw, now sitting upright pads over to her. Listening to her, she whispers back, "Are you sure?" Upon receiving an answer, she went back to business. "There will be time for ceremonies later, right now HollyPelt is having her kits!" (Fade to black) She sat back with her new apprentice, slightly worn out. She followed Berrypaw outside. "What is going on?" she asked, worried when she saw Slyshade's killer being treated so kindly by the clan. Sniffing in annoyance at the rude way Tornthroat had treated her on his way out of the den, she followed her apprentice back inside. She slipped outside, curious as to what the gathering was for.


ThistleStar

"Stormwind!" he calls across the clearing for his deputy. "How are your kits?" he asked, off topic, trying to make small talk. "Well, I'm worried about Tornthroat... Can you assign a guard?" He looked down at his paws, but he knew this was in the clans best interest. Right Doestar? "...Also, on a completely different note, do you think Foxpaw is ready, to become a warrior?" Nodding his head, he agreed. "Thank you. We shall hold his ceremony tonight, along with Mottlepaw's, and Hickorypaw's. You may return to your ki-" EBut before he could finish speaking, there was a loud crack. Turning, he noticed a small kit, suddenly rushing to leave the den. "Is that one of yours?" He purred in amusement. "Definitely takes after Hollypelt, doesn't he?" As his Deputy padded off, he left the den, and began searching for that beautiful she-cat, Thistlepatch. "Oh, sure!" he blushes as he purrs the response. "Right now, or later in the day? It's already pretty late..." He jokes. "No, no, let's go today while we still have a chance." He smiled, and padded over to Blacktuft. "You're in charge of the camp while I go hunting with Thistlepatch." He addressed the warrior. "Erm, Thistlepatch? You still want to go, right?" Disappointed, he stalked off. "Marina, your ceremony will be tonight along with Foxpaw, Mottlepaw, and Hickorypaw's." He turned away for the final time, and leapt onto the high rock. "Let all cats old enough to catch their own prey come beneath high rock for a clan meeting!" He yowled, and watched his clan gather.


BerryPaw
Her eyes fluttered open, and she saw the eldest medicine cat, SlyShade dead in the middle of the camp. "No...No!" Padding up to her soon to be mentor, she whispered, "I..I need to be, I mean I want to be a medicine cat." Nodding her head, she replied, "Yes, yes I am." (Fade to black) "Okay, now that that's over, shall we go figure out the commotion outside?" Without waiting for an answer, she pushed through the small nursery entrance. She shoved her way back inside, surprised at how crowded it had become. "Littlepaw! Are you doing alright?" She asked, blushing as she looked into his deep, green eyes. She could tell it was disturbing him, so she tried to help him get his mind off of her death. "I'm a medicine cat now!" She announced, purring. She could tell what he was thinking through his eyes. "Don't worry! I want to do this!" I think... "I'll be a warrior, just in a different way! I'll fight my enemies like greencough with herbs instead of claws! And we'll be closer!" She mewed her words with enthusiasm although, she wasn't quite as excited. She wished she was as strong as Applepaw. She was jealous of her sister's ability to be a warrior. But she was careful not to allow any of these feelings show on the outside. "I agree... Except, they might not." Her brow furrowed in concentration. "Maybe if we made them agree to something?" She smiled, "Look, a meeting. Race ya!" And the two ran outside.


C o a l

"Umm, Biscuit, I just wanted to ask, did you-" But he was cut off by Biscuit's sudden announcement. He rushed off. He had to find Scarlet, or someone. Biscuit was clearly not ready to be a father. Returning, he soon discovered a strange scent in the area he had left the threesome- A clan cat! Stalking, as best as a KittyPet could up behind her, he suddenly leaped with a crack of a twig, and bowled into her. "Nelly! Run for cover, I'll try to hold her off!" He hissed, completely misjudging the situation. Slightly taken aback at each cats rudeness, he stepped backward awkwardly from the cat. "B-b-but..." He stuttered. As the Clan cat spoke to him, he was becoming angrier with every word she spoke. How dare she speak to me as though I am just a kit! He spat angrily at her request, but decided he might as well after she said "Please". He blundered off, unsure of where to find "borage". When he found what he hoped to be Borage, he picked some in his mouth, immediately spitting it back to the ground. "Yuck! If I don't like this, I doubt Creampuff will even touch it!" But he dutifully collected some, and brought it back to the cluster of cats. He set it down, hissing as his paw made contact with the other cat. "You never mentioned your name..." he challenged. He was once again taken back at her hostility, so he didn't say a word after, and just kept his head down, and lay down next to Nelly. At least I'll keep her safe! "Nelly, if she comes near us, I'll protect you! Chee- I mean Storm taught me a little before he...he left." His thoughts swirled around again as he remembered that moment again, for about the 50th time-the day his father left him.

Quailkit

Pouncing on his sister, RoseKit, he purred playfully. Noticing a gap, a small space which he could squeeze out of, he slipped away, unnoticed. Once he had escaped the stuffy nursery, he had plans! How much fun he could have, once he had left that place behind! Pushing his way into a large den, he smelled a farmiliar scent. All too late he realized it was his father! Trying to scramble back out undetected would prove to be a challenge. He tiptoed as quietly as he could, luckily his dad hadn't noticed him and had continued talking to the other strange ca- CRACK! He had stepped on a twig! Now in a mad dash to get out of there he scrambled out, hearing the strange other cat laughing as he did so. He was almost there- but now he was walking on air, suspended from his fathers jaw. After being set back down in the nursery, he went to go sniff around at his three siblings, as each was named. He rolled his eyes at his sister. She was humiliating him in front of his new clanmates! He settled into the fresh mossy bedding, but, as his mother left, he did too. He was intrigued, and wanted to meet his clan, just like his other sister, Rosekit. As he stumbled about on his short kit legs, he ran face first into Tornthroat. "W-who are you?" he asked, listening carefully, eager to learn every aspect of the clan. "My name is Quailkit! Is it true... that you killed our Medicine cat?" The young kit's eyes filled with wonder and curiousity, not rage and accusing as so many of his clanmates were. "Aaa! You don't have to grip me so firmly, I'm not going anywhere!" He growled under his breath as he was taken away from the elder's den.


Fluffkit

She sniffed, eyes still not open. It was beginning to worry her. What if they never open? What if I'm blind forever? How would I ever survive! The thoughts chased each other through her head. Trying to feel her way around the seemingly endless den, she ran straight into her fathers leg. Cowering, unsure of what it was, she began mumbling, "What if I got a concussion! Am I bleeding? Is my skull cracked?" Feeling slightly calmed by her father's tone, she concentrated, and her eyes flitted open! Rubbing against his leg, she purred a gentle, "Thank you Daddy!" All previous worries lost. Now that she could see, the world was a wonderful, yet at the same time, terrifying place. She already began to worry what dangers would await her outside the den and as she did so, pressed herself closer to her Father for comfort and safety. Suddenly the warmth was gone! Her mom was saying something, and they all began to walk. She stumbled, and fell. "Help! My legs are broken! I can't walk ever again!" As she was nudged forward, she did discover she still could walk, but she was still worried. Where is Rosekit? What is Quailkit up to? How long will Hollypelt be gone? "M-moss ball?" She shuddered. "Do you know how absolutely horrible moss is?! I could think of almost a million diseases that playing with that scrap!" She batted feebly at the ball, a look of disdain on her face. She began to have fun with it, little after little, and started pouncing about, accidentally tumbling into the elder's den where Quailkit already was. "What's a...Clanmeeting?" She asked her father, her yellow eyes round with curiosity.

[ouroboros]

Mottlepaw stalked towards the high-rock, sitting by foxpaw, her chest puffed out proudly.
She was going to be a warrior!

[tags: foxpaw and everyone near high-rock]

Marina sharply turned away from Emberstripe. "I think someone at your camp might be having a meeting. I'll see you there, I guess." Marina slowly entered the camp, and sat down near a ginger apprentice (foxpaw)

[tags: foxpaw and everyone near high-rock]

Applepaw dashed away when she heard voices. "Come on Thistlepatch, they must be having Foxpaw's ceremony!" Without waiting for the warrior's response, she ran to camp. She snarled in disgust when she saw the kittypet that she had almost shredded sitting near foxpaw

[tags: almost everyone]

Thistlepatch sighed and mumbled to herself. "Energetic little one, Isn't she, Thistlepatch?"


[tags: nobody]

Scorch sighed, not being able to hear the gathering since the three cats were already deep in the forest.
"She wasn't always like that.. If she was, why would I love her, Stormberry..?" His amber blind eyes softened, and then he looked away sadly. "Stormberry, I still love her. And I will never stop loving her. She may have tried to kill me, but she was still my mate.."

[tags: Sparrowpaw and stormberry]

[Cheetah!]

Lightningpaw|Male|Mentored by: Thistlepatch|Tags: Webpaw

Lightningpaw stopped playing mossball and ran into the clearing as his leader called a meeting. I want to be like that someday! , he thought to himself.

Webpaw|Male|Mentored by: Leopardshine|Tags: Lightningpaw

Glad the game was over, Webpaw sat up, and slowly followed behind his brother, his limp making a few cats stare as always.

Fawnpaw|Female|Mentored by: Twistedface|Tags: Foxpaw, cats near Foxpaw

"A gathering! Now who would that be for...?" She wondered aloud, and sat nearby a ginger tom.

Hawkstrike|Male|Mentors: Mottlepaw|Tags: Mottlepaw

"It's your day..." He muttered gruffly. "Just remember everything I've taught you." He gave the senior apprentice a rare smile.

Mossspeck|Female|Mentors: Hickorypaw|Tags: Hickorypaw

She looked around excitedly for her apprentice. "Hickorypaw! They're holding your warrior ceremony!"

Bouncewing|Female|Mentors: Mousepaw|Tags: Stormwind

She sat down next to a kind looking warrior, Stormwind the deputy. "Wow, that's a lot of kits you've got on your paws there!" She joked, trying to start a conversation.

[blobbyfox]

StormWind/Tags MoorHeart, AmberMoon, HollyPelt, BounceWing
Deputy-Male-27 Moons-Mate:HollyPelt-Location:Camp-Mood:Content/Curious-Status:Chatting

StormWind smiled comfortingly towards AmberMoon. "Bellyache?" he replied. "Have you gone to the medicine den yet? Might wan-" StormWind's voice trailed off as his ears perked up he at the sound of ThistleStar's voice ringing through the camp. "A meeting?" he murmured to himself. He began to wander towards the group of gathered cats, hoping that MoorHeart and AmberMoon had taken his cue and followed him. Eventually, he found Hollypelt and sat alongside her, near another warrior named BounceWing as well. He left enough room for MoorHeart and AmberMoon for when they caught up to him. He laughed cheerfully at BounceWing's comment. "You've got that right." he replied playfully. "HollyPelt and I really have our paws full with the four of them. As if on cue FluffKit piped up. He leaned down to gently nuzzle the kit as he spoke. "A clan meeting is when our leader," he motioned towards ThistleStar ",gathers the clan together to tell them important news.

CreamPuff/Tags Biscuit, DappleSeed, Nelly, Coal, Fox
Kittypet-Female-24 Moons-Mate:Biscuit-Location:Nelly's yard-Mood:Scared/Tired-Status:Kitting

CreamPuff stiffly exhaled with relief as Biscuit stepped away from the attacker, apparently unharmed to her eyes. However, her body quickly went tense again as the kind she-cat threw herself at the attacker. However, unlike Biscuits vicious attack, it didn't seem to be going as well. While Biscuit had moved in smooth, unsuspecting movements, DappleSeed jumped and slipped, landing right in front of the attacker - and didn't move. Her stomach dropping with somehow even more dread, she sharply turned away from the battle and hid her head in Nelly's fluffy fur. Her eyes were scrunched together tightly, both from pain and not wanting to see the blood shed that was about to ensue. It was far more gory than her kitting body could handle right now.

RoseKit/Tags DoveKit, siblings, HollyPelt, StormWind, BounceWing (possibly MoorHeart and AmberMoon?)
Kit-Female-0 Moons-Parents:HollyPelt/StormWind-Location:Camp-Mood:Curious-Status:Meeting new cats

RoseKit was about to go up and talk to the scarred Elder, when she was suddenly lifted straight off the ground along with her siblings. A voice yelled something and their was a flurry of movement across the camp. Dozens of cats perked their heads and headed towards the center of camp where an important looking cat sat. Eventually, her mother put she and her siblings down on the ground. Within a few moments her father and a few other cats joined them. Being her friendly self, RoseKit bounded up to the new cats. "Hi there!" she greeted them warmly. "What's your name?"

[Squirrelstar123]

Nelly
|| She-cat | 8 Moons | Kittypet | Crush: Coal | Location: Her Yard | Tags: Creampuff, Dappleseed, Coal, Biscuit, Fox||

Nelly wrapped her tail around to try to calm and help the kitting cat feel protected. Nelly tried to think of what to do because they needed to get away but with Creampuff so close to birth, made it almost impossible. If Creampuff hadn't been in labor so long, Nelly could have somehow helped her into Nelly's house where her humans were home and would protect them. Although it was dangerous, maybe if Coal, Biscuit, and Dappleseed worked together maybe they would win? But there was so much at stake from losing Biscuit to losing Coal, which hurt her heart in ways that she wondered if Creampuff felt that way with Biscuit. Then there was Dappleseed, who seem to have a clue of hw to help Creampuff deliver. Plus if Dappleseed died then the clan might think they did it since almost all the kittypets hate the clan cats and vice versa. "I think I have a plan and it's risky but it might just work." Nelly murmured quietly to Creampuff, Coal, and Biscuit, who were all extremely close by. It was just low enough that the enemy couldn't hear over the fighting.

[Drink]

" well, stormwind i kind of am a- oh, nevermind, i guess." She got up, looking at the other cats before going out to the meeting. She sat down with the others, perking her ears as she heard a high pitched voice. She tilted her head towards the kit, trying to get her friendliest voice on. " hello, Rosekit. Im Ambermoon, one of the medicine cats here. How are your siblings?" She smiled, holding in a terrible sneeze.

[Kylaria]

leopardpaw/male/crush:???

Leopardpaw shot up from his nest, impatiently holding in another sneeze. " i'll be back later, im not missing this meeting for anything!" He padded out, his ears curiously perked towards the center where thistlestar was. He looked around, and decided to sit besides lightingpaw. " hey, what do you think is gonna happen?" He whispered, his gaze excitingly turned towards the center.

[Nefelibata]

Moorheart / Tom / Warrior / Age: 32 moons/ Location: Clan/ Tagged: Stormwind, Ambermoon, Thistlestar
Moorheart was about to greet the young medicine cat when he heard the leader's loud meows across the camp. He noticed Stormwind rushing toward the leader's den and he bounded along. It was an important ceremony that he would certainly not miss, since it was the first time for moons he participated in clan related activity. He wanted to make his deputy and all cats around notice his presence for once. He stopped a few pawsteps behind Stormwind, who met up with his mate and watched as Ambermoon greeted a young kit. It was when he realized that he never had an apprentice before in his life, considering his repeated denials to any requests from the leader. "Maybe one day, when I'll prove my power to the rest of the clan, they'll value my fighting skills and give me an apprentice to train..But, until then, I'll make sure to protect my deputy and those around me." He thought to himself, as he rested his gaze upon Thistlestar.

[lullaby]

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Male | 9 Moons | Apprentice | Tags; Scorch, Stormberry |

.:{+}:. Sparrowpaw scampered after the pair as he tried to catch up. He was practically imitating a rabbit, jumping up and down with excitement as they entered the pine filled forest. He wondered where they were going. He caught up to both the warrior and elder, tipping his ears forward as he listened into their conversation. "Gee- I'm really sorry about that, Scor-I mean, Tornthroat.." his mood altered quickly at the sad news. He flattened his ears, imagining what it'd feel like to loose a cat he loved. He shivered. He would never want that happening to him. .:{+}:.

Female | 27 moons | Warrior \ Tags: Open |

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Female | 18 Moons | Tags; Hickorypaw

.:{+}:.Bumblenose nodded in understanding, beginning to turn her attention to the small bobbing tail of the creature. "If you go around that tree over there-" she signaled her tail to a large oak tree standing to the right a few tail lengths away from the rabbit. "then I can chase the rabbit over to you, and you can catch it." she planned. She nodded to Hickorypaw, already beginning to pad forward. She slipped into some nearby undergrowth, completely masking herself. .:{+}:.

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Female | 39 moons | Loner | Tags; Creampuff, Biscuit |

.:{+}:."Well well..what do we have here?" her new sparked with malice as she stared down at the terrified she cat at her paws. "What a clumsy mouse brain." she sneared, flexing her claws in front of the she cats nose. She flickered her gaze to her expression quickly, beginning to wear a fake frown of pity. "Don't worry- I forgive you for attacking me. But unfortunately, I can't let that deed go unpunished." her voice had turned monotone, almost loosing all expression in it. Then a cracked smile grew on her face. She jumped at the shocked cat, tumbling with her for a few minutes. Eventually, she got to the point where she pinned her down once more. Slowly, making sure the cat recognized its final moments, she slammed her paws down on Dappleseed's throat. After a moment of them struggling for breathe, she went limp. .:{+}:.

[NerdCat1071]

STORMBERRY
walking along side the old tom. Her heart was touched. She knew he was loyal; he may have killed a few cats but not everyone is perfect!!," hahah I understand..." she too gazes off looking sad cause she never knew what happened to Hazelwing. Her golden eyes shed a single tear. She looks back at the old tom." If anything happens you run I defend" she meows. Waving her black tail. A slight breeze in her fur.

TAGS: SCORCH

CROWPAW
he sits amongst the other cats looking for the beautiful she-cat; with his icy blue eyes; brumblenose. He continues to search

TAGS: OPEN