Stormclan don't be afraid to join!

[Lynxshine]

Shinepaw:
Watches as Jaymoon treats Shadepelt. She eventually falls asleep.

[.Dalek.]

Username: .::Ebony::.
Cats name :
"My name is Eclipsesky"
Gender:
"I'm a tom"
Rank:
"Im a warrior"
Wanted rank:
"Just warrior"
Personality:
"Meet me"
Crush/Mate:
"None"
Looks:
"I'm a solid black cat"


Username: .::Ebony::.
Cats name :
"Skyfeather"
Gender:
"She-cat"
Rank:
"Warrior"
Wanted rank:
"Queen."
Personality:
"Talk to me don't be shy"
Crush/Mate: "No not yet"
Looks:
"I'm a Snow White she cat with crystal blue eyes

[mentalbilly20142024]

((Its fine I'm trying to sneak rp))
Thunderstar:
I purr loudly "thanks" I meow

[Lynxshine]

Hahaha. I like your use of Skyfeather.

[.Dalek.]

Thanks! I'm in right?)

[SunShineSmiles]

Shadepelt:

Fur thick with a salve of various herbs, I finally escape the medicine den, bidding Jaymoon a good day, and heaping on the (slightly sarcastic) thanks. When I exit, I plan to go straight to the warriors den to sleep, but as my eyes adjust to the bright sunset lighting, I stop, and stare. Foxfur lays, dozing, in a pool of sunlight, her fur on fire, and her face set with a tranquility she's never worn in wakefulness. Paused here, on my toes, I think about the look she gave me after the wolves went over the gorge, and I know, that she has forgiven me. Thank Starclan. Suddenly awake with a strange lightness, I decide I better eat before bed. I go over to the freshkill pile and grab two mice, taking one and dropping it before Foxfur's slumbering form. I nudge her with a paw, "Wake up." I say softly, "Eat something."

[mentalbilly20142024]

Yeh but its too risky to put their names in

[.Dalek.]

Okay )

Both are open)

[g o l d f i s h]

Spiritfur:
"What about my leg?" I whine.

[FireCalls]

Foxfur:
I feel a nudge in my side and open my eyes grudgingly. "Oh. Thanks." I say, ruffled by Shadepelt's sudden gentle voice. I sit up, giving my fur a self-conscious lick. I must look awful; I feel like I was dragged by my tail through a briar patch. Wolfing down my mouse, I settle back to start grooming myself, but keep my green eyes pegged to Shadepelt, trying to figure out his new attitude. Finally, not even fully clean yet, I stop my licking to ask "What changed?" with no particular idea what I mean.

Hawktail:
crouching closer to her, I pull my body along hers, so our sides are touching. I purr all the way down to my tail. "Thunderstar, I know you're leader, and you have a lot of responsibilities, but do you think... is there even a chance we'll ever have kits?" I ask, not even embarrassed about the severity of the question. I want kits, I always have, and there's no she-cat I'd rather have as my mate... but if it can't happen, then i'll have to know now, so I can move on before it hurts too much.