**Snowclan** (accepting! New warrior cats r.p.!) Version 2

[raccoon bandit]

Burningsun trotted after the apprentice, giving Snowpaw some space. He trailed after the white Tom in the medicine den, dropping the herbs at the entrance and padding out, stopping once he was submerged from the dark of the den, and shooting a wayward glance over his shoulder. "Snowpaw," The snow furred deputy began, "If there's something troubling you, then you could always come to me or Icestar for help, okay.?" He mewed, sensing the train of thought in the apprentice's head was a troubling one for the latter. Burningsun flashed a toothy grin, and, without consent, hopped off towards the warriors den.

[~ mew ~]

"Hmm?" Snowpaw said, but Burningsun had already run off. "Oh, okay," he mumbled, just realizing what the deputy had said. He decided to let StarClan decide when he got his full name, and hoped he would earn respect then. But he just wished StarClan would decide sooner. His sister, Lunarblaze, had already been a warrior for 2 moons.

[raccoon bandit]

{*Poke poke* Is this thread dead? D:}

[~ mew ~]

((think so.))

[raccoon bandit]

{Dang. I wish it could've lasted longer.}

[~ mew ~]

((Me too.))

[Brooketail]

Burningsun nodded daintily and picked up his pile of herbs, handed to him by the snowy white apprentice. He bounded after the flash of white before him with his stunning feline grace, placing his paws in an intricate, practiced manner as he plodded forth.

Foxpaw mumbled something in a sleepy breath, eyelids slipping open and iris' slowly adjusting to the dim light. He blinked wearily, and rolled up to his haunches, being prodded once again whilst the rouge mumbled an angered "Hurry up." The ginger tabby shot Graystripe a wayward glance, voicing his dreary thoughts of "Where are we..?" Aloud for the warrior and rouge to hear. Sama snorted and gave a grunt in response, before glaring at Graystripe distastefully. "I'm going to ask him a couple questions in private.." He snickered, and nudged the apprentice towards a small hole in the earth, signaling with a pointedly flick of his tail for the Tom to go in.
"Yeah, right.!" Foxpaw snorted, abruptly stopping in his tracks before the dark hole and eyeing Graystripe of his shoulder nervously. "I'm not going in there- gyahhh.!" He was cut off as the black Tom, and bigger of the two, gave him a hardy shove on his rump and sent him flying- face first, mind you- into the underground tunnel.
{Errmm.. Sorry for the crap post.}

(IM SO SO SORRY!!! I'VE BEEN SO BUSY!!!)
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(THIS IS NOT DEAD!!!)

Graystripe gazed sharply at this rouge."You piece of fox dung.."She muttered under her breath -and then shreiked at him loudly"That hole reeks of fox!!!!!" Graystripe squeezed through the small earthy tunnel to get to Foxpaw, tree roots brushing her fur. Graystripe grabbed her friend by the scruff and began to try to pull him out

[raccoon bandit]

Sama growled lightly, his eyes narrowing. "Let Go of Him.!" He snarled, unsheating his long claws and leaping after the she-cat. This was bad. Really really bad. He pushed his shoulder into Graystripe's an quietly his second in her ear. "I was going to sneak past the fox.! That's how you get to out Leader.!" The black tom growled once again, and sank his teeth in what he thought was Foxpaw's scruff. He was wrong. The small apprentice let out a fierce yowl just as the tangy copper taste of blood flooded Sama's tongue. This was really really really bad.! The were going wake the fox and he just bit into the cat he was supposed to escort here's throat.! "I'm such a Klutz-" Sama's sad murmurs were cut of by a loud hiss- a fox.

[Brooketail]

"Foxpaw!"Graystripe screeched as she smelt blood in the air. "HOW COULD YOU!?" she roared at Sama and sprang at him

[raccoon bandit]

Sama winced as Graystripe leaped at her, narrowly avoiding the brunt of the blow- still not fully unscathed though. He sidestepped in the nick of time, leaving her claws to scratch his shoulder. "Idiot.!" He snarled, "Do you have a death wish, or just incredibly enjoy near death experiences via Fox.?" He hissed to no avail. The hair on the back of his neck rose as a slotted pair of jaded eyes blinked sleep from their icy depths to his left, the fox's firey coat barely visible through the dim lighting. "Oh, Starclan.." He muttered, scrunching his nose up in distaste. "Now we've done it. We've done it real good."