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Fang thought of her mate, Dragon, and silently mourned not being able to see him. Would the Clans let her see him? Probably not, and she might not even be able to see her son. Now she was a shadow of who she was, and was growing darker souled every day. No-one understood her, and so they would probably have to find a way to get rid of her. There was no chance of the fact that she would join a Clan segment, it would have been madness.

The black female prowled through the ShadowClan segment's territory, the perfect place for her dark mind. Always alert for BloodClan cats, the female's cold blue eyes raked the forest for prey. Fang's senses had sharpened, and she could often tell when a cat was coming near her. She often practised her battle moves, ready for an attack of any sort whether it be Clan or rogue.
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Jetstream patiently waited for Lightfoot, he wanted permission to go see his family. Obviously it would be hard trying to persuade him to let Jetstream go, but Jetstream wasn't an apprentice anymore. Lightfoot had seen to that when they had returned to the forest as a large group. He missed his mother, she had disappeared into the forest after an argument, and hadn't been seen since. He often asked for information from the other Clans, but so far he hadn't had any luck.

The tom grew impatient, flexing his claws often or pacing in front of the camp entrance. Why wasn't he back yet? Jetstream growled under his breath, and sat down. His black fur was full of dirt, he had just returned from a border patrol and they had been attacked by BloodClan. Another cat had been stolen. It was lucky that he hadn't been taken, he was deputy and had an important job.
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Darkberry looked through his herbs, sighing as he realised that they had few. He would have to go and gather them, and a couple of warriors would have to come with him as it wasn't safe for a cat to go around by himself. It was a pain, he would have to wait for the warriors to finish patrolling or hunting. It could take absolutely ages.

Not sure what to do, he started sorting out what herbs he did have. It didn't take long, and he realised that he might as well take a nap. He was hot, so he padded, yawning, to his den and flopped onto the floor. Darkberry groomed his black fur and fell asleep as soon as his head hit the moss.
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Bluefeather padded around the camp, her ungroomed fur sticking out in the well-groomed Clan. Her bluish fur no longer looked blue, it looked grey from the dust on the floor. Her eyes were a dull green, no sparkle in her eye. All this had started when she had found out that her mate had died, and she wasn't planning on working on staying alive much longer. It was as if her whole world had gone, and she envied anyone with a family.

She wished that they had left her back at the BloodClan camp, everything had gone wrong for her. Nothing had turned out right lately, and she couldn't even hunt for her Clan anymore. Bluefeather was useless on patrols as she wasn't careful enough, and she didn't even bother trying to be social. She was no longer part of her Clan, she was an outsider in her own home.
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Wingstorm looked worriedly over at Bluefeather, she hadn't eaten at all lately. He felt bad, as if it was his fault that her mate had died in the first attack. Not knowing what to do about her, he thought about talking to Dragon about her. If anyone could help, it was him. Sighing, he headed over to Dragon's den. Turning back, he was unsure whether to do it or not. What happened if she hated him and pushed him away? He was all she had.

Wingstorm turned back towards Dragon's den. It was for Bluefeather's own good. Not caring what she thought, he walked right up to the entrance of Dragon's den.
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Blaze ran through the camp, trying to find his father. He wanted to go out into the forest, he wanted to go on one of the raids into Clan territory. Remembering the tales of the vicious forest cats, he shrieked in delight and ran faster. Either leader would do, he would even go out with his mother if only he could see Clan territory.

The red of his pelt stood out in the camp, and he looked for the grey tabby that was his father. Blaze looked for the darker grey of Darkstar's pelt. He looked everywhere for them.

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Dragon sighed, he had wondered where his mate had gone. Where was Sharkfang? He thought that once he got back with the Clans, they could be together again, like they had wished to be before BloodClan came. Dragon paced back and forth in his den, which was quite big. He sighed again, and what about his son, Jetstream? Surely they would still be close. Even with him as a deputy, and himself a leader. Dragon knew that the Clans were not agaisnt each other these days, they were tied together more as ever. Dragon knew that only BloodClan could break the knot that held the Clans from freaking out. He flicked his tail, trying to think of one thing at one time. With so many thoughts, it seemed to make him dizzy. He stopped pacing and stood. He closed his eyes and thought of Sharkfang, What if she didn't love him any more? Dragon did want a mate, someone he could be with and share speail moments with. But if SHarkfang wasn't there...would he find someone else? Ever since Dragon had found out he had a son, things just seemed to fade from the two of them...Dragon thought over this, puzzled by Sharkfang's actions. But Dragon felt he did need someone with him. He felt he couldn't go on without someone who would be with him, to support him, and share their love with him. That was one of things he never thought of when he was with the Cat Fight group a long way away from here. Dragon opened his eyes, maybe if I talk to Amberleaf... He thought. She was always there for him and offereed him support when he needed it. He felt different around her also. He got to his paws and made his way towards the Healer's den. He flicked his ears, hearing the calico sorting through the herbs she had collected. Maybe this isn't a good time... He thought, biting his lip.

Rainkit padded across the clearing, perring around with her blue and green eyes. She couldn't belivie she was going to be an apprentice tomorrow! She wondered who her mentor would be and what the outiside of the camp looked like. She falt the gaze of other cats as she padded back to the nuresy, where she had spent the last 6 moons, waiting and waiting to become a cat that was worth having around. What was a kit worth when she wasn't aloowed out of the camp? She muttered to herself, knowing she could have been out hunting long before.

Silverstram flicked her tail as Hawk ran around and around. She rolled her eyes, knowing it was time for her kits to become apprentices and not be held up in camp. She got to her paws, still feeling slightly weakened from the battle with Dragon. "That..." SHe growled under her breath, knowing most of the BloodClan cats agreed. She looked around, past her rolling around kit and spotted Storm Star, her mate. She made her way towards him, running her tail along his back as she meet with him. She rubbed her muzzle agaisnt his. "I think its time our kits were apprentices." She smilied, turning to look at Hawk, who was stilll running in circles. She winced as the older kit knocked Dante over as he emgered from the warriors den, still half asleep.

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Greenpaw let out another wail and felt somewhat gratified - although only for an instant; cold dread soon filled her heart, draining her determination to life and emptying her mind of all feelings except for morbid anticipation, the fear of the pain that was about to come, and the sudden stinging of the cuts and wounds all over her body - to hear a growl coming from outside of her cage door.
"You're asking for punishment, she-cat?" She could hear the venomous voice of Storm Star and practically smell his hot, rancid breath, even underneath the cage cloth. She actually shivered; Storm Star was a force to be reckoned with.
"N-No....?" Greenpaw stammered.
Storm Star growled back at her. "Well, I have half a mind to just--" he started. However, his mate was suddenly there, asking him something. Greenpaw tuned out, and didn't bother listening.

Storm Star never finished his sentence, for his mate came up to him. "Silverstream!" he exclaimed. "How are you?" he purred, rubbing his face against hers.
"I think it's time our kits were apprentices," she purred to him. Storm Star nodded, following her gaze and watching her flinch as Hawk hurtled towards the warriors' den at top speed, knocking Dante over.
"High time," he agreed. "Yes, it's high time, indeed, that they became apprentices! I think one of them could become a Healer, but we currently have none in the Clan; they all escaped with the Clans...." He scowled at the mention of the Clans. Then, he composed himself, and, hurrying to finish his speech, continued on, "I think that Blaze and Streak are capable of becoming Elite Warriors. What do you think? Hawk is a bit clumsy, and Pebblekit is slightly shy." Lowering his voice, he whispered, "Do you think the warriors of the BloodClan want her to become a slave? I did see one of the warriors eyeing her the other day...," he admitted, nodding slightly, and somewhat sadly. BloodClan leaders weren't supposed to care for their female offspring if they looked like they had a chance of becoming slaves, but Storm Star just couldn't help it!

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Silverstream nodded in agreement, following Storm Star's words. "She could become a Healer." She commented. "If we can find a slave that knows of herbs. I remember a fewmyself, but that wouldn't get us far." She muttered and twirled her tail with his. She looked over at Hawk. "Well, with his speed, I could see him becoming a messagener." She suggested, smiling when Dante gave the kit trouble for being a pest. "And Dante should train Blaze or Streak. He is a good strong warrior, although he is not one for romance." SHe chuckled.

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Catching sight of his dad, Blaze came running over. "Can we go in the forest? Please? And go on a patrol to the Clan forest? Please? I've never been there before." His voice was eager as he pleaded his dad to let him go in the forest. "I really want to know my surroundings before I become an apprentice." Blaze stood on all four paws, but his tail betrayed his longing to go. It was flicking from side to side, impatient.
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Fang slipped from one territory to the next, aiming for RiverClan camp. She'd wait outside for Dragon, and talk to him. She'd apoligise for all she'd done, but mainly just to see him after so long apart. Being without him was like being without her heart, being with him was necessary.

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Lightfoot returned from hunting, carrying a mouse and three voles in his jaws. He padded through the camp, noticing the quiet yet uneasy murmurings of cats. Everybody was either huddled in a small group near the wall or working on fortifying the camp's barrier of gorse bushes.
He sighed. What's happened now? he wondered, idly. He knew that it couldn't possibly be any good. Was another warrior captured by on patrol? He sighed, yet again. He was worried. What if it was really true? He ran over to the fresh-kill pile, dropped his prey onto the top of it, and then looked around, observing the other cats.

(Ugh. Writers' block! -.-;)

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Cat's Name: Falconpaw
Gender: Female
Age: 8 moons
Clan Segment: Blood clan
Position:
Looks: Falconpaw
Personality: Falconpaw is a funny cat. She seems a bit to playful for Bloodclan. Her eagerness is good, so she wants to learn quickly. She is also a very loving and caring cat. If you were a stranger she would help you if you were hurt or discomforted.
Other: (Idk.... Anything extra)

Cat's Name: Drake
Gender: Male
Age: 8 moons
Clan Segment:
Position: Loner
Looks: Drake
Personality: Drake is a funny cat too. He is really good at defending. If anything attacked, he would be ready. Drake can be mad temepered if you get him quite angry. But most of the time he is a playful joker.
Other:

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I would surmise that you're not done yet? x3 Not to mention that those are pictures of WOLVES.... XDD

If that's the finished form, then I think you're not quite ready for a semi-lit RP, because you didn't fill out all the fields, or put the correct animal pictures, not to mention the few spelling mistakes I found littering the place, and the fact that you didn't put any of your charries' bad traits. At all.

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((oops....my mind was on wolves that time.....x3))

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Lols! ^.^; So, if you'll just fix up your forms a little bit and then explain a bit more on the positive and negative sides of your charries' personalities, then you can join! ^.^;