moonclan accepting neighbour needed

[Bubblegirl0508]

Nightblaze
"Goldenstar I'll be back soon but now I must find the kits"nightblaze mewed seriously and rushed after the other cats "dyou know where they might go"he asked snowmist.

[lulu1239]

Lion ears perk up at the sound of others. "Hello whose there" he yowls out unsure of what to do.

[lesbianism]

Goldenstar nods as the warrior speeds away after the kits parents.

Fallenleaf thinks.
"They like to play hunting don't they?" He suggests. "They're probably near that-oh no! The badger den!" He skids to a halt.

[Bubblegirl0508]

Nightblaze
"the badger den!" nightblaze screeched "we must hurry"nightblaze sped of towards the den.

[lesbianism]

Fallenleaf speeds after nightblaze.
"Whitekit! Hawkkit! Rosekit!" He calls as he runs.

[Roselmanelina]

Quitting this Roleplay sorry

[lesbianism]

Um.... You never joined, I just checked.

[Serenity.]

((Hello, sorry if I make very long post, I am used to litterate roleplays on other sites so excuse my detailed replies (: ))

Name: Stormpaw
Gender: Female
Age: 7 moons
Warrior Name?: Stormfeather
Rank: Loner right now
History: At 6 moons Stormpaw ran away from a patrol and lost track of where she was. She got lost and they haven't found her yyet. She encountered a Fox while she was lost and got scratched realy bad in the throat. She knew little about medicine so she covered her throat in cobweb. She found out the fox had ripped her vocal cords and just missed her windpipe making her unable to speak or make any noise. She now has crossed into the Clan's territory and is nearing the camp, Hoping they wil remember who she was.,.
Personality: Stormpaw is obviously quiet now, and would rather avoid others. She's a pretty good hunter and climber. She is one of the only cats in the clan who knows how to swim. She adores water.
Others?; Nope.

[Bubblegirl0508]

That's fine I love to have sommpmething good to reply to accepted)

[explosive mind]

W H I T E F I R E
I snarled loudly as pawsteps got louder. I looked at the kittypet before me, "Who are you and what are you doing here?" I snarled, unsheathing my claws.