FeatherClan :New&Accepting: (PROPHECY!) :NEEDS WARRIORS:

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Rowanbranch
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Rowanbranch nodded and placed her paws back on the ground. She started to head towards the medicine cat's den, glancing around for Whitepaw. "Come on," she purred to Oakstream.

[PurpuraPapilio]

Bluetail

Bluetail almost jumped when Flamepaw, Rabbitpaw , Sunpaw and Silverpaw ran past her laughing. She watched them with a smile when they tumbled together and landed in a heap full of laughter.

That's the life of an Apprentice. No fights, no death, no blood and no disfigurements. Just play and training. How I wish sometimes I was that age once more...

She followed Flamepaw's example and walked gingerly into the Warrior den to lie down on her nest. The cool mosses and ferns felt amazing on her warm body and fur, and she relaxed, curling her tail around her body.

I wonder if Darkpelt would say yes to Watersprout if she asked to be his mate, or love interest...

[tealbananas]

"Okay" Watersprout said wiping her tears away.

"coming dear." Oakstream said.

[raining-pouring]

II tom II no mate II currently: camp II mood: neutral II
action II "speech" II thoughts

The substantial brown tabby tom moved on through the forest with Watersprout at his side. While he knew an apology would comfort Watersprout, he withheld it. He feared any thoughtful gesture, even something so much as an apology, would lead her on in false hope. He had no interest in finding a mate any time soon, and he wanted to make that very clear to her. The tom lifted his head at the smell of vole nearby, the tempting smell interrupting his thoughts. "You smell that?" He asked Watersprout. His tail thrashed as he made his way towards the smell, his hunting instincts kicking in. He couldn't wait to sink his teeth into a warm, juicy meal after a long battle. He had very little energy left, so he was determined to finish the hunt quickly. Not too long after, he spotted it. Motioning with his tail to Watersprout that he wanted to take this kill, he silently advanced on the prey. It sat unexpectantly and lazily on the cool forest floor, grooming itself. Darkpelt sneered, licking his lips. He bunched his muscles and pounced, picking the prey up in his jaws quickly with a fatal blow. The vole's warm blood gushed in his mouth, sending shivers down his spine. The best feeling in the world was the taste of your kill's blood. He turned to Watersprout with the prey limp in his jaws. "We should get back to camp soon. It's getting dark and cold, and Dawnstar will get worried." He suggested, voice muffled through the vole's fur.

[raining-pouring]

II tom II no mate II currently: camp II mood: neutral II
action II "speech" II thoughts

Darkpelt made his way back to camp, taking his meal with him to the warrior's den. He preferred to eat in peace, without other warriors bothering him and offering to share tongues, a tradition Darkpelt despised. As he pushed through the vines to the den, he came to learn that he was not alone. There say Bluetail, the very cat that had been haunting his mind for the past few hours. While it would be nice to eat alone, he needed to speak with the she-cat. He kept his eyes locked on hers as he settled down in his nest with his freshly-caught vole. "So," He mumbled. "Since I was so rudely interrupted last time we spoke, we can pick up our conversation now. Is there something about me that's bothering you?" He asked bluntly.

[PurpuraPapilio]

Bluetail

Bluetail was relaxing in her nest, her spring-blue eyes started to gently shut with the comforting feeling of sleep. Rustling behind her pricked her ears up, and she glanced over, wondering who it was.

Her breath caught in her throat as Darkpelt came through with a dead vole dangling from his mouth. He went to his nest, and settled. With his words, she scrambled to sit upright. Sleep was no longer a priority.

"I uh...W-what do you mean?" she asked, "you don't bother m-me at all,"

She offered a smile which stung her cut lip, but she managed to not flinch.

Oh Starclan...Does he know? Am I that much of a mousebrain that it's totally obvious?

[stonefeather101]

Leopardfur crossed the border of her clan and the other. Knowing she wouldn't be accepted to be at the other side for long she layed down on Feather clans territory. Knowing she would go back tomorrow.

[raining-pouring]

II tom II no mate II currently: warrior's den II mood: neutral II
action II "speech" II thoughts

Darkpelt's ears twitched with curiousity. "Then why did you leave so quickly when you saw me for the first time?" He challenged her statement calmly and thoughtfully, trying to remain passive.

[stonefeather101]

Who are you talking to?))

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Who are you talking to?))

Darkpelt is talking to Bluetail.