SunClan's Story [New Thread]

[~NatureSword~]

Mistypaw looked at Redfern and got to her position,"Ready." She answered.

[AlphaWolf10]

Redfern
He smiled "NOW WHAT DO YOU DO IF I TRY SWIPPING YOU OFF YOU PAWS??" He spat and swiped at her paws

[Venatici]

^>^ Just quoting for Joy, it's been lost in the pages. X3 ]]

{ W o l f p a w }
{ Crush on Duskpaw / Crush on Pistachio - Mentored by Tigerclaw
"Only dawn saves dusk; only a shell saves a nut; and only love saves the wolf."

Wolfpaw frowned.
"I haven't seen Eaglestar since... since Duskpaw." He voice waivered. "Pistachio helped save me." Wolfpaw sat down as Pistachio backed away. Did he not trust her? A pang of heartfelt guilt hit her chest as she looked at her mentor.
Now my own mentor isn't trusting my judgement? First my friends, now my mentor is turning away from me?
Her face clearly told of her dissapointment and grief in her mentor, and she sighed. "If Pistachio leaves..." Wolfpaw began, and thought; Duskpaw is still out there, probably waiting for me. The apprentice paused, before frowning with defiance. Duskpaw... if he really likes me, he'll then go after me, so I wouldn't have to worry! And Pistachio, well, I like him too.
"Then I leave."


Accepted forms; I've cleared the form and made sure everything was cleared. Waiting on who is mentoring Wildpaw, and Goldenapple's markings were realistic from what was attempted.

[lvxe]

(Sorry for my absence...I am having trouble at school)

[suzhay]

( I'm very sorry, y'all. I've been busy with tests, grades, mock trial, and other stuff. I have read the first page and will try to jump in. Is here anything specific hat I need to know concerning Gooseheart, Pebblerun, Cloudstrike, and/or Sunpelt?)

[Vespur]

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Duskpaw

Duskpaw looked up to his mentor with his blue eyes dark form the shadows of the bush ahead and perhaps even from the topic of his own demise. He never wanted to become like his dad that was an evil, planning, machine that desired nothing more then the desire to have other cats die. It was the plan reason he asked for his mentor to do such a thing to his own apprentice. If he was turned, if did become evil, he would rather die then let anyone else be dead at the hand of his own claws. With a small light purr he reached up his tail to rest it onto Raccoonstrike's back with a light pat. Thank you. I know it will be hard for whatever ends, but to have you answer with a yes does help me relieve a bit of this weight from my shoulders. Now, onto a more better topic. The river is ahead, and remember the deal we made right? Whoever catches the most fish has to help clean out the camp site tonight, and I am sure that with my skill it will be interesting to see who wins. He told with a slight rumble in his chest as he smirked up at his mentor. I think it will begin, now! He told with his expression light again as he raced off towards the calm river to see if any fish rested among the rocks. He knew Raccoonstrike would no doubt win the game he set, but he had to change the mood form that dark depressing topic, and a game of skill seemed like their type to do. So why not?

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[Raccoonstrike({.zσкєтι.})[] Tom [] Mood: Unknown [] Location: New Camp River[] Crushing on Wolfpaw]

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Grinner

Grinner again came up with nothing from the she-cat again, and this time he wasn't going to be so kind. His pelt bristled lightly as he stood facing the cat, tail was straight, and his eyes where glowing their deadly red as he looked up at the cat's eyes once more. "Okay, now you ticked me off. I gave you a choice, and you ruined it with me my dear. Also, little kit I would move, because your the one thing I care for right now. Now cat, let us see if you can fight." He told with his voice filled with venom, anger, and for the kit a slight smirk as he took one step towards the she-cat before pouncing onto her. His teeth quickly went for her neck as he could feel her fur inside his mouth, and his black claws began to sink down onto her upper right leg as he growled madly into her coat. He was a rouge with a life on his head. He was not one to be so easily kind, and now he was mad enough to enjoy the blood that began to form on his claws and against his white teeth.

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[none[] Tom [] Mood: Evil[] Location: Edge of the New Camp[] Crushing= Never]

[leirah.]

(Will reply once I can concentrate.)

[leirah.]

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Barkkit; Red is the color
Of the angry man's
Blood...

Barkkit stepped backwards immediately obeying Grinner. Something about this car interested him, plus he knew not to disobey this cat. Sicily squealed at Grinner's attack, she swished her claws acrosses his check.not caring if she did damage or not. This was a fight that she needed to win. Using her small body as a advantage she used her tail, she slithered her tail around his paws. Using her small body to slither out from underneath him,

☠Name; Barkkit ☠Dark brown tabby☠ Crush; Never☠

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[E c h o]

Swiftcreek gives a small dip of his head, and takes his seat beside Petalfall. He raises his right paw a bit, poised for attack. A small minnow gradually makes its way over to the felines, and once it was less than half a tail-length away, Swiftcreek's paws flash into the lake and scoop out the wriggling fish. "Your turn." he meows while inspecting the dying fish hooked on his claw. The tom looks at the she-cat beside him and smiles.

★彡 Swiftcreek ★彡Gender: Tom ★彡 Rank: Warrior Apprentice: None ★彡 Crush: None ★彡 Mood: Focused ★彡

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Shadowpaw nervously laughs, and picks himself up onto his paws. "Sorry, Gingerpaw. I didn't mean to...run into you like that." he mumbles quietly. Now that he was only a few tail-lengths away from the fresh-kill pile, he could trace out a couple plump mice and a fairly large hare. "You want to go hunting?"

[HopelessOutsider]

Kane woke with a yawn, streching and padding form where he lay resting. He was going to check on Thornflower and tell her good bye. He was going to go find his sister, and no one was going to stop him.

Thornflower

Thorn had been up for a wile but just wached the camp
scramble about hunting, keeping the apprentices working,
somethings warriors do. Yawning she rose to say thanks
to Sliverwisker but she bidn't see him, but she saw Kane!
Limping over to him she smiled, "Hello Kane."