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Apprentice; ~
Crush; ~
Mood; Intrigued;
Location; Dirtplace
Clan; Dawnclan
Tag; Ebonypaw

S N A K E F E A T H E R

Snakefeather looked down at the soft earth before she looked up and headed over to Ebonypaw, and took in a deep breath. "Listen, I know what you're going through is very hard. Your mother was a very great she-cat, I looked up to her. She died honourably." Snakefeather was of course lying through her teeth, but her voice showed great concern. She looked around at the other cats. "Whoever did this to your mother will be punished." Snakefeather lied again, she knew that if this attack was planned out correctly, it would be a dead end. Snakefeather looked at Ebonypaw and blinked slowly, while walking alongside him.

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Wincing, Larkstar looked over at her mate. "You're being framed by one of our own. We'll have to keep an eye on all of the toms. Not Ebonypaw, of course, but the others." She licked his ear. "We should start the vigil." She stepped closer to Warmheart, flinching when Ebonypaw ran away. The poor tom looked so lost and angry. No cat should ever have to feel that way.
Tags: Fallenheart

ᵛᵒˡᵉᵖᵃʷ Volepaw gave Ebonypaw a sad, sympathetic glance. He murmured a goodbye to Warmheart, sitting close to her briefly before backing away. Let others have their turn. Just then, Volepaw saw Nightfrost weaving into camp. Where had his mentor been? He would have been in the dirtplace helping, not out of camp. Maybe he'd been hunting? But the tom carried no prey. What was going on?
Tags: None

ˢᵗᵒʳᵐᶜˡᵒᵘᵈ Stormcloud finished organizing patrols. He wasn't on one yet, because he'd done midnight patrol last night, but he was on dusk patrol later. The prey pile was surprisingly well stocked, so he grabbed two mice. Taking one to the Elders' den, he ate the other while talking to the Clan's wisest cats. They chatted about the affects of leafbare for a minute before Stormcloud excused himself.
Wandering over to the nursery, he noticed a small hole in the den side. Clawing some moss off of a nearby rock, he began to patch up the hole.
Tags: None

ᶤᵛʸᵖᵃʷIvypaw saw Ebonypaw running towards her. Then he was pressed against her, shaking and crying. She licked his shoulder. "I know. We''ll all miss her. As soon as the vigil is over we can go search for the traitor. I promise I'll always be with you. Right here," she whispered. She didn't want anyone to know that she was helping Ebonypaw search. If they found the killer, Ebonypaw would take his own revenge. Ivypaw didn't blame him, but the other cats would disapprove.
Tags: Ebonypaw

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location;; camp tag;; volepaw rank;; warrior
Nightfrost looked around outside. He jumped down from the tree with a sigh and decided to go back. He started to run towards the tree and rammed right into the branch pain going into his shoulder. "Perfect." he said turning towards the camp and running. He soon got to the camp and looked around. half the camp was gone, perfect. Blood rolled down his shoulder and he looked tired. he walked over to Larkstar. "Larkstar Warmheart is dead! The cat I couldn't see it was dark I chased him and..." he stopped seeing that Warmheart was found. "Oh you know" he said lowering his head. He was once a loner and several times he went up to Larkstar talking about how doesn't think he's warrior fit Now was another time. "Larkstar I don't think i am a good warrior. I couldn't catch them."

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location;; camp tag;; ivypaw rank;; apprentice
Ebonypaw sighed and looked up actually smiling but then he looked back down resting on Ivypaw. She was warm like his mother. A sign of comfort. Her heart actually beat and she talked to him. "Ill avenger her and save the clans. We will" he said standing up and walking over to his mother. He wanted to sit with her alone. How long? it was morning all day? Ebonypaw never experienced a vigil. Now he had to and didn't know what to do. His mother smelt of Mint leaves because she always put it in her nest. He never knew why but it was her special scent she had the brightest yellow eyes he's ever seen they shone brightly in the night and her black pelt was always clean. Smooth like his.

[SophieFloopHoney.]

name;; Webfeather
age;; 3 years
gender;; She-cat

clan;; DuskClan
rank;; Warrior
mentor/apprentice;; TigerPaw if neccesary (I would like to mentor him)

crush;; Tails before males (No crush)
mate;; No
other;; Very smart but also sort of clumsy. Can scale a tree and swim but is very slow on her feet.

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Webfeather has a foggy past. Not many know about her. She appeared suddenly and many fear she may disappear as mysteriously as she came. Even her own past is a mystery to her. She remembers being loved.. but scared. She was abandoned at a young age. This is when she starts to remember. She is totally convinced she was raised by a fox. She has only told one other cat, and they just laughed at her. But Webfeather remembers the thicker milk of the fox, and her red soft fur. She knows. She knows....
Webfeather was separated from the fox by some chaotic event. Her memories at that point in time consist of wailing and watching her mother's red fur disappear into the woods. That was the last time she saw the fox. The young cat- 9 weeks old- sniffed the air. She suddenly smelled a smell. It smelled... It smelled smelly. Something told her to follow the scent and she approached the edge of Duskclan camp. She was then taken in and cared for. Her hours alone in the woods still scar her. She wakes in the night screaming for the fox to come back. What had happened if she had? Better question- What had happened to her?

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Webfeather is a hard worker, but enjoys downtime. She is overall a hard person to get along with because of her constant sarcasm and hurtful words. She never tries to hurt someone intentionally, but somehow she finds a way. She gets quite lonely. She doesn't seem to understand most slang, and gets very excited when she does. She does not believe in Starclan. She rejects the idea firmly.(for now.. teeheee) When she sees bratty kits, she gets mad and refuses to play with them, acting like a elder with wet moss. If they are respectful, she has a soft spot for them. She likes them best before they can talk. If you know her, she can be the loyalist friend you could ask for.

forum by;; Chandler Riggs

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{SophieFloopHoney, you need to put an image of your cat in place of the anchor picture before I can accept}

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Wincing, Larkstar frowned at Nightfrost. "I'm glad you tried, Nightfrost. Don't worry, you're just as good a warrior as any other cat. You should get your shoulder looked at. When you're done I can talk to you more about what you saw." She dissmissed the tom with a flick of her tail. Glancing around, she saw Volepaw looking at his mentor with narrow eyes. What was that tom thinking about?
Tags: Nightfrost

ᵛᵒˡᵉᵖᵃʷ Volepaw watched Nightfrost speaking with Larkstar. Maybe the warrior knew something about Warmheart's death. Still, Volepaw couldn't help worrying that Nightfrost was up to something. A chill seeped into his fur. No...it wasn't possible.
Tags: None

ˢᵗᵒʳᵐᶜˡᵒᵘᵈ Stormcloud finished organizing patrols. He wasn't on one yet, because he'd done midnight patrol last night, but he was on dusk patrol later. The prey pile was surprisingly well stocked, so he grabbed two mice. Taking one to the Elders' den, he ate the other while talking to the Clan's wisest cats. They chatted about the affects of leafbare for a minute before Stormcloud excused himself.
Wandering over to the nursery, he noticed a small hole in the den side. Clawing some moss off of a nearby rock, he began to patch up the hole.
Tags: None

ᶤᵛʸᵖᵃʷIvypaw sat nearby, but far enough away that Ebonypaw could be alone with his mother. She knew how it felt not to have a mom. Her mother had post-natal depression, and never talked to anyone. Ivypaw didn't even know what her mother's voice sounded like. At least she had one though. Ebonypaw looked a little confused as he lay beside Warmheart. "We have to stay until tomorrow morning," she told him. It was strange how she always knew what he needed/wanted. They always knew each other's thoughts. Normally this made her laugh, but now she was sad to know how he felt.
Tags: Ebonypaw

[SophieFloopHoney.]

(Sorry! That is my bad! I really like the forum- Chandler did a good job. I'm guessing their favorite character is Carl.)

[SophieFloopHoney.]

(Yay, I did it. I looked all over the internet for the best cat to use.)

[spicy]

Apprentice; ~
Crush; ~
Mood; Interested
Location; Camp
Clan; Dawnclan
Tag; ~

S N A K E F E A T H E R

Snakefeather sighed, Ebonypaw had ignored her. She watched as the young black tom lay beside his mother. She then looked over at Nightfrost, the wound on his shoulder blade didn't match up with that of what a cat would do. He did it, didn't he? Well, congratulations. All you need to do now is pull it off in the long run. Snakefeather proceeded to watch Nightfrost as a familiar husky voice whispered in her ear, "Looks like that one's on your side. If he did it." Snakefeather bowed her head, licking her white tuft of fur on her chest. "Yes sir," she whispered.

[a s h e s.]

Great, thanks. She is on the list. For a recap, Ebonypaw of DawnClan's mother was killed. The Clan suspects a tom in their own Clan did it. You can post anytime.

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location;; camp tag;; volepaw rank;; warrior
Nightfrost nodded and sighed. 'Well, they are out there. Maybe we could have someone guard the gate to see if any cat comes in with scratches?" he suggested and walked away knowing she could handle it. He walked over to his apprentice. "hey look. That day we were going to see your sister. I am sorry we didn't find her. but remember just look up in the tree." he suggested. he didn't want to look to soft so he liked at the camp entrance. "Now guard the camp entrance. tell Larkstar if you see anything suspicious."

[ lol I love Chandler ]