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[splashfoot]

{ ...hmmm....Sparrowheart? }

Sparrowheart looked up from the mouse she was eating.
"Oh great StarClan!"
she cried, leaping to her paws and rushing to Honeyfeather's side.
"Honeyfeather...is it really you?

She touched noses with Honeyfeather.
"It is me! I've missed you all...so much!"
Sparrowheart inspected Honeyfeather,
"How did you escape with no scratches?"
"Long story,"
Honeyfeather sighed and moved away from Sparrowheart.

[A-train]

"Who is this?" Spirit Howl asked, somewhat urgently.
Another cat walked up behind him suddenly, though, announcing, "It's Honeyfeather, you stupid loner!"
He purred when he saw her. Flowerpaw was a young apprentice. "Flowerpaw! And how would you know her?"
"Easily, dummy! We're related!" she announced, proudly.

(Ooh.... Wrench in the works? >:D)

[splashfoot]

{ Who says her and Flowerpaw are related? }

Honeyfeather smiled,
"I'm not a loner! I was a BloodClan slave for about thirteen moons."

[A-train]

(I dunno. Why don't we make them be related? 8D 'Twill be interesting! ^.^;
....I need sleep. T.T;)

Flowerpaw grinned. "I just knew you'd come back!" she exclaimed. "BloodClan tried to keep me as their slave, but I showed them! I was strong enough to be a warrior apprentice!" she boasted. She was only eight moons old.

[splashfoot]

{ Flowerpaw could be Honeyfeather's neice. }

Honeyfeather purred,
"How's your mother?"

{ She died >.< }

[ωιитєяfℓу]

((I am back! I'd like to know whether I could have Snowkit and Rainkit as my characters. I have a little plan for Blaze, Crowkit, Mousekit, Snowkit, and Rainkit. Long live the kits!))

Jetstream growled and slashed at the BloodClan cats, taking on a black tom larger than him. He bit the other tom's leg and thought of his mother. It made him even more angry and fought even harder.

Blaze peeked out from behind a bush. He had followed the patrol of BloodClan cats because he wanted to see the territories. Seeing a black OneClan take on the black tom from BloodClan made him curious. What would his father say if he joined the Clans? He would never know. But first he had to save Greenpaw. Then Greenpaw, Mousekit and Crowkit could escape to the Clans! It would be amazing, and he would feel like he belonged.

((WB.... X_X))

[Chessur]

Darkriver was nearly to the nearest One-clan segement. Almost there he thought one more step to the gates of freedom. Dark river notcied he was slowing down and losing energy. His wounds were starting to get to him, so was his lack of food. He Decided to walk a little farther and then look for something to eat. Then he noticed something in the river. Was it a frog ? No, because it was swimming below the water. Then it hit him, those were fish. He then had an idea He would catch a few fish to eat thn he could continue his journey. He sat down and focused on the fish. Darkriver un-seathed his claws and plunged his paw into the river. He brought his paw back up this tim with a medium sized fish. He ate the fish and then decided to keep walking. The fish would keep him moving for hopefully long enough. He could tell the One-clan scent was growing stronger and the Bloodclan scent growing fainter.

{ My computer's acting funny, I hope it doesn't have a virus >: }

[Starkit12]

Dante growled, looking on either side of the river. Even with all of the BloodClan warriors on both side of the river, they couldn't pick up a simple slave scent. He sighed, the slave was porbaly long gone by now. "Back to camp, Now!" He ordered, not really wanting to work with these flea bags anymore.

[wolverine♥]

(Heartpound is bringing the once-apprentince back, and Brambleheart was with the other cats. ^^;)

Brambleheart muttered under his breath about the mouse-brains he had as clanmates and sarted to trudge back to Bloodclan, walking beside Dante. "What do you think Storm Star and Darkstar will say?" He asked, wondering what the other cat thought about the situation. "Storm Star was already in a mood..." he muttered, his mood darkening.
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Heartpound lead the slave up the slope, jerking the leash harshly. "Come on!" She snapped, picking her way through the rocks and shrubs dotting the hill. "At the rate you're going, we'll be there by the next moon!" The tabby she-cat cursed when she tripped over a smaall, unseen root. "Mouse-dung!"

[A-train]

(Did you put anything new on it lately? How exactly is it "acting funny"? /knows a lot about these things because her computer has some driver issues XD)

**BloodClan**

Hawkfang rolled his eyes. "I agree. Let's go meet back up with Darkstar and Storm Star and tell them of the loss. They can always just send a patrol to the Clans later to steal him back, besides!" he said happily. But then he sighed, realizing something. "But.... Storm Star and Darkstar sent the three of us out to find the lost slave.... I only hope that we're not punished, or anything!"

Storm Star, Darkstar, and all their warriors surrounded Falconpaw as they started walking back to camp.

Slight just hung out and waited back at camp, chilling out in her den - she hadn't been allowed to go on the party that went to reclaim Falconpaw and Darkriver - and waited for her friends to get back.
I can't wait for Falconpaw to get back and tell me everything! Oh, tonight is going to be so much fun in this den! She smiled at the thought, but the smile was soon wiped off of her face as a realization hit her like a ton of bricks.
Falconpaw won't be coming back. Well... at least, not freely, anyways.

**Thunder Segment**

Flowerpaw sighed. "Ehh, umm.... She died," she said softly.

**River Segment**

Amberleaf sorted out her herbs, knowing that there might be another invasion soon. She wasn't sure when, but they seemed to always hit every quarter moon nowadays.

**Wind Segment**

Lightfoot looked around worriedly. They should be back by now! he thought, referring to his patrol. He'd had a few other warriors go to make sure the prisoner was comfy and all, although.... He hardly deserves it. Lightfoot snorted at this thought, and went to go see the prisoner himself. (Hey, does anybody want to pick the prisoner's name and how he looks like? Or she. )