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[ʞ ɔ ǝ ɹ ʍ d ı ʞ s]

[ I added Tawnyfawn's form back on page 4 :]]

A p p l e s t e m .
- { When I see stars, that's all they are. } -

Applestem flicked a silver ear, and in the hazy light it almost seemed like it flashes purple. She raised her nose high as she could without compromising her vision, a habit she had to make her small form look slightly taller. Tail curled over her back, she followed Skywish with small strides on light paws. She kept up swiftly, bounding in step with the bigger warrior. She didnt bother to look back at the others and kept her gaze straight forward. She knew they would follow, and if they didnt it wasnt her fault.

C r o w f a c e .
- { This is love, this is war, this is pure insanity. } -

Feeling good and adventurous, Crowface followed Birdtail happily and willingly. In one of his other moods, her bitter attitude would make him feel depressed, or even provide him with the urge to rip her ears off. But lucky for her, today wasnt one of those days- well, yet, at least. He wondered what it was that brought out the best in him today. Usually it came on special occasions or when someone special was around. No matter. He didnt care much to pinpoit the source at the moment anyway. He was happy to bounce merrily in line with his patrol; content to be a follower on a most lovely day.

T a w n y f a w n .
- { I walk around like I'm alive again but I know it's just not the same. } -

A timid and untrusting shape slunk along the borders of familiar territory. The she-cat's head and tail popped out of the tall grass occasionally, surveying her surroundings. Why was she this close to the border anyway? The last place she wanted to be was back in MistClan. Perhaps she was feeling adventurous and daring, or perhaps it was the fact that she hadnt spoken to a single soul in over a moon and her lonliness was driving her to desperation. She wanted companionship, no matter the cost, she just didnt want to admit to herself that she would go as far as to risk being spotted by a cat that thought her dead. Though she knew the coming of that day was inevitable. The only reason she was back was to return to the Clan, and she knew StarClan wouldnt let her procrastinate forever. She was here for a purpose, and nothing would change that. She spent much time trying to figure out what that purpose was, though she has still yet to understand the truth.

[firefly *]

ｗｈｉｔｅｓｐａｒｋ ✶
ｌｏｖｅｌｅｓｓ ✶
ｔｏｍ ｃａｔ ✶
Whitesparks' head turned slightly as Applestem joined them. Uncurling his tail he stood as Skywish informed them they would be leaving and began towards the camps exit, Applestem following after her without even the slightest hesitation. He twitched his whiskers thoughtfully before padding after the two she-cats at a steadier pace, his strides long and steady in comparison to the quick steps of Applestem and the hurried paw thuds of Skywish bounding ahead.

He slowed, coming to a halt near Skywish as she stood beside the entrance to wait for the rest of the clan. The toms dusty amber eyes drifted to the misty forest they were soon to be hunting in. His puffy white pelt became drenched in glistening droplets of dew as the gray mist settled upon the still tom. Suddenly becoming uncomfortable by the damp feeling creeping into his thick, warm pelt, he gave himself a shake to remove the feeling. He sighed inwardly, watching the exit for the rest of the patrol , hopefully, soon be appearing from the low clouds.

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ｓｉｌｖｅｒｐａｗ ♥
ｌｏｖｅｌｅｓｓ ♥
ｓｈｅ ｃａｔ ♥
Silverpaws' pale green eyes widened suddenly as the form of Whitepaw appeared from the mist, peering into the apprentices den she'd been exiting. Nearly bumping into the tom she stepped back a few times before she collided with him."Good morning Whitepaw,"she meowed, a faint smile spreading across her maw as she calmed herself. "Sorry about that.", she added sheepishly, referring to almost running into the tom a few moments before. The lithe silver tabby she-cat exited the den completely and took a seat beside the tom, neatly curling her slender tail around her paws. "How are you this morning?", she questioned softly, her ears pointing in his direction as she spoke. A faint glimmer of curiosity entered her clear eyes and her head tilted slightly. Briefly casting a glance into the black hole that was the apprentices den as she wondered if the rest of the apprentices had already woken, but dismissed the thought, instead returning her gaze to Whitepaw.

[xPandemonium]

w h i t e p a w
tom | Um...Silverpaw... | camp

One moment he was looking into the darkness of the apprentice's den when suddenly he saw a figure moving towards him. His eyes widened as he stepped back to rising to his paws thankful for the avoided collison. "Oh, m-morning Silverpaw. Don't worry about it." he said trying to calm down a bit as he heard his voice shaking slightly. He sat back down next to the smaller she-cat and looked through the mist that had fallen over camp once again making it slightly harder to see but he turned his gaze over towards Silverpaw. As she smiled at him he couldn't help but mirror her expression. She always had that effect on him and even he was powerless to describe what it was. "I'm doing well this morning, just waiting to see what t he day has in store for me. What about you? I assume you just..you know woke up." he said nodding his head over to the den since that is where she had just padded out from.

[brad!]

{{ Tawnyfawn is accepted, and Tallheart is Whitepaw's mentor. }}

[fireflies.]

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The blue-gray queen lay in her nest, staring at the roof of the nursery. Dawnpetal had announced that she was due to have her kits today and that she would probably have around four. A light purr rumbled in the queen's throat before Bluepetal stumbled to her paws, puffing at the effort. Chest heaving, the blue-furred she-cat staggered out of the nursery, her eyes blinking at the sunlight as she watched the hustle and bustle of the Clan. But there was one cat that Bluepetal was seeking to view out of all others and that was her dear mate, Firefur and the near future father of her kits. Ears flicking, Bluepetal padded into the warriors' den and opened her jaws to speak. ''Firefur? Are you there?''

[brad!]

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The orange tom shuddered, opening his eyes as he peered out of the den. His mate, Bluepetal, was expecting her kits today, and there something that wasn't right. He wasn't ready to be a father! Firefur dug his claws into his nest, blinking. What would they look like? Would they get along? Firefur sighed, and shook his head. He was the one that agreed to being a father, so he was going to have to deal with it now. He stood at the sound of a voice, ears flicking as he realised it was his mate, Bluepetal. He watched as the queen padded inside, and a purr rumbled in his throat as he nuzzled his mate softly. "Good morning, love." he meowed, nudging her over to his nest. "You shouldn't be up, naughty girl."

[fireflies.]

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Bluepetal drew her head back sharply as her mate called her a naughty girl before mock-hurt glimmered in her blue eyes. ''Naughty? Who said that?'' she purred, whisker twitching. The blue-gray queen head-butted her mate affectionately in the flank, a purr rumbling deep in her throat. ''I'm not the first queen to have kits.'' A grin spread across the she-cat muzzle and she flicked her ears before she staggered slightly under the wait of the kits. A moon ago, she was nervous [even terrified] when Dawnpetal announced she was expecting but now on the day they were born, she felt strangely calm and at ease.

[firefly *]

ｓｉｌｖｅｒｐａｗ ♥
ｌｏｖｅｌｅｓｓ ♥
ｓｈｅ ｃａｔ ♥
Once more her pale gaze followed the toms' to the apprentice dens' entrance, a small hole in the ground sheltered by a mound of moss. She returned her attention to the tom as she spoke, "That's good to hear." A faint giggle escaped her jaws at his words and nodded, "Yeah, I'm also doing well." Lifting a paw she gave it a small lick before running it over her ears and face to remove some of the dust that had fallen over her when she'd left the apprentices' den. "Well, I hope the day has something good for you," she meowed, her smile renewing as she lifted her head and placed her paw beneath her tail again.

Whitepaw always seemed to bring out what little confidence she had in herself and she loved that about him. He didn't seem as intimidating as some of the other cats in the clan saw him as, she just saw Whitepaw. She knew losing his parents had effected him greatly. Silverpaw still faintly remembered the playful and carefree apprentice before he had changed into the 'serious' cat he is today. The young she-cat couldn't help but wonder if that side to him would ever return. Nonetheless, she still felt the same way about the tom and couldn't help but feel a pang of sympathy for him after all he'd been though. She didn't think she'd be able t handle loosing her parents...Shaking these thoughts, she tried to replace them with more positive ones. "Did you sleep well?" the she-cat noticed Whitepaw wasn't groggy like most cats when they woke up, so she figured he'd been awake for some time.

[brad!]

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"I called you naughty, I need the practice for when our little kits are born," Firefur replied, a purr rumbling in his throat as Bluepetal nudged his flank. "Besides, you need to be resting, you have a big job ahead of you, and I'm terrible at moral support, so I can't really help you there." The ginger tom chuckled, and sat down, beckoning with his tail for his mate to lay down beside him. He was lucky that Bearstar said he would be excluded from duties today, so he could stay with Bluepetal, and the tom made a mental note to thank the leader later.

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The tabby tom opened his eyes and blinked, ears twitching as he raised his head out of the dirt, yawning. Once again, he had fallen asleep outside camp, but it didn't surprise him at all. He rose to his feet with a twitch of his tail and yawned again and stretched, pausing as a rustle in the bush caused him to stop, and turn his head. Something wasn't right. He flicked his tail and unsheathed his claws, padding towards where the sound had come from. He always slept near the borders of the territory, that was where he had met her. He knew her name, but he knew she never knew his. Well, she probably never would. She was dead now. Kestrelwing sighed, straightening up as a scent hit his nose, and he stopped, eyes wide. No... it was impossible.

"...Tawnyfawn?"

[fireflies.]

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Bluepetal purred softly as she watched her ginger tom, amusement in her gaze. ''I'm strong, I think I'll get through it,'' she purred before adding, ''Dawnpetal will help me.'' Purring, the blue-furred she-cat settled down beside her mate and stretched her paws out in front of her. Ears flicking, she pressed against Firefur, comforted by his warmth and the love he held for her. Eyes glinting, the queen's mind briefly wandered back to the memory of Firefur tumbling on top of her when she had been out hunting. She had been shocked but from that day she had been curious towards the tom and she couldn't have been happier when she had Firefur became mates.