.ＳｔｒｅａｍＣｌａｎ. V.2 .Ｓｅｍｉ-Ｌｉｔ. Ｏｐｅｎ. N e w.D e p u t y Ra n k!

[Shirona]

-- I have Hickorypaw. And Broadway. said that I can take their one cat Splashpaw. --

[Puddles.]

-- I have Hickorypaw. And Broadway. said that I can take their one cat Splashpaw. --

KK! ^^

[amylovescallie.]

yuritail
i walked around camp searching for someone to share tounges with i sat down swirling my tail around in the air then i got up and walked away into the dense forest then seeing a mouse she pounced and killed it swiftly then she brought it back to the ill pile dropping it there and licking her paws

[Tordier]

Nightshade
65 Moons
Warrior
Single
Not Speaking

Nightshade lunged to the right to avoid the kittypet's blow, and in doing so he lost his grip on his opponent. These strange cats meant business. They were surprisingly good fighters, for twoleg pets, but they lacked Nightshade's experience in battle and he was confident he could win.
Immediately, Nightshade growled and attacked again. This time, he came in low and used the kittypet's counterattack against him. Nightshade exploded upwards, catching his opponent in a headbutt under the chin with a sharp crack. In the second or so that the kittypet was stunned, Nightshade shoved his shoulder into his chest, unbalancing the heavy tom and sending him backwards a few steps.
Hopefully, the kittypet would retreat after being bested by Nightshade. He hoped so. It would be unfortunate to have to resort to 'dirty' fighting in front of Featherstep.

[Puddles.]

FeatherStep[/center]

Mood:Betrayed
Thoughts: I hate my family....
Clan:StreamClan
Rank:Warrior
Apprentice: None
Crush: 0_o Nope.

Swamp did want to retreat. He stumbled to his brother gasping and panting. Thorn growled and staggered to his paws, thrusting his muzzle in FeatherStep's face. "We'll be back. And when we find you, you won't have your good for nothing clan mates to save your tail." Glancing back at NightShade, he spat in his direction and then both toms fled back into the two-leg place wailing. There was a shout of a two-leg and then silence. FeatherStep stared after them, her ears flattened.

[Tordier]

Nightshade
65 Moons
Warrior
Single
Speaking to Thorn and Featherstep

"Kittypet scum.", Nightshade hissed at the tom that had just spoken, in retaliation for the insult.
However, they retreated without any further difficulties and Nightshade relaxed. He let his pelt lie flat again and calmly sat down. As he did so, he spoke softly to Featherstep without bothering to actually look at her.
"You owe me one."
Then, he proceeded to lick his paw and run it over his ears. It was just a little technique he had learned for calming down after a fight. A quick grooming session, even if it was only a few licks, put him back in a regular state of mind no matter how intense it had gotten.
"Who were those guys, anyways?"
Whoever those toms were, they were not your average kittypets. They had experience fighting on some level, and they seemed to know Featherstep, or at least a little too much about Streamclan for it to simply be the product of kittypet stories.

[Puddles.]

FeatherStep

Mood:Ashamed
Thoughts: Why me?
Clan:StreamClan
Rank:Warrior
Apprentice: None
Crush: 0_o Nope.

FeatherStep sighed and ducked her head, flattening her ears slightly. She stared at her paws. "Those were my brothers..." She muttered looking away. She hardly ever spoke to her clan mates, but she knew speaking to him was the least she could do... She lashed her tail angrily. "They just hate me. I don't know why." She hissed half to herself.

[Spirit Lion]

× S o f t f e a t h e r ×

About fourteen moons
Apprentice -- Adderpaw
Crush ♥ -- None
_____________________
Occupation -- Places :3
Speaking to -- No one
Thoughts -- Humdehumhum

Softfeather sheathed her claws as she padded into the camp, her icy blue eyes searching the clearing slowly. The pale silver tabby she-cat started towards a slightly shady spot at the edge of the camp clearing, sitting down and wrapping her tail around her paws neatly. The young Warrior flicked her tail tip up slowly, closing her eyes slightly as she sat in the cool shade.

[Tordier]

Nightshade
65 Moons
Warrior
Single
Speaking to Featherstep

Her brothers? Featherstep never really talked about her family, so it surprised Nightshade to hear that she had recognized her littermates. Then, Nightshade briefly recalled the time when her siblings had followed their father to the soft life of a kittypet many moons ago. What a disgrace! Nightshade snorted his disapproval at the whole thing. His grooming session was completely forgotten as he turned to actually face Featherstep. She was half-kittypet herself, and he did not view her the same as clan-born cats, but she had at least remained loyal.
"I don't know, but it hardly matters. There's no need to concern yourself with kittypets. Those two gave up their right to call you 'sister' long ago."
Then, Nightshade began to muse. This was a valuable bit of information. Not only where Featherstep's brothers still alive and in the area, but they had something against her as well. He could use that.

Whitesky
82 Moons
Warrior
Single
Speaking to Softfeather

Of all the rotten luck! Whitesky was just getting comfortable when the sound of soft pawsteps intruded on his relaxation. He opened his eyes to see Softfeather plant herself in his shade! She did not look like she was going to move any time soon, so Whitesky groaned softly and decided to say something to her. Maybe he could talk her into going and doing something. It did not matter what, as long as it was somewhere else.
"What are you doing here, Softfeather?"
Whitesky's voice was level and calm with no hint of an accusatory tone. He sounded genuinely curious about Softfeather, which he was. He was a bit too mellow to stay very angry for much longer than a few minutes.

[Puddles.]

FeatherStep

Mood:Ashamed
Thoughts: Why me?
Clan:StreamClan
Rank:Warrior
Apprentice: None
Crush: 0_o Nope.

FeatherStep glared at him. She knew NightShade did not think of her as equal. He never did. Honestly, she did like him either. But clan mates were clan mates. She stared at the fence, her fur bristling once more. She sank her claws deep into the ground. "I swear if I ever find that fox-dung eating excuse for a father I'll kill him. Warrior code or not." She hissed to herself, her eyes full of fury. Suddenly, her fur lay flat and she quieted. She turned at walked past him. "ReedStar's decided on a deputy. Don't ask how I know. I just know." She muttered, and disappeared into the forest.