SpiritClan (ACCEPTING)

[no longer in use]

nighttail hissed at bramblestorm " i told you not to bring her here! shes not capable to live clan life!!"
"she could learn! trust me on this!" suddenly a tortoiseshell she-cat with amber eyes padded out of the bushes she stopped and sat down "you two are talking about me as if i weren't here. look i might have been a tribe cat but i can change. if you don't want me here, tell me i'll just move on," she curled her furry tortoiseshell tail around her paws. nighttail narrowed her green eyes " we don't want you here." bramblestorm immediately jumped in front of nighttail and snarled " i do!" a glint in his eye hovered for a second then faded. "oh. i see...you have something for her, don't you?"

[jesse mccree.]

Wolfpaw heard the cats retreating. He sighed. SpiritClan won!

Graybird heard the cats running. "Good... Now this clan could rest in peace..." she whispered.

[KHR0ME]

(Can't wait 'til IcyGold comes back.. I wanna know if I'm accepted or not. o3o)

[#Spirit]

(gtg guys try not to go too far!! See you all tomorrow)

(oh, you are accepted! I can accept ppl btw XD and I read your form)

[KHR0ME]

(Yaaaaay.)

[jesse mccree.]

(Alright! I won't and bye irove...)

Wolfpaw carried the med cat to camp. He placed her in the medicine den.

Graybird smiled.

[KHR0ME]

Creampelt jerked awake, then stretched her eyes wide. "Oh man," she thought to herself, "I've slept in!" Creampelt shook bedding from her pelt, then bounded out of the Warriors' den and into the camp. "What'd I miss..?"

[jesse mccree.]

Wolfpaw stopped."You missed the battle. Mintfrost is wounded. So is Leopardheart and Graybird, my mother." He meowed."We won! They retreated with their tail between their legs."

[KHR0ME]

Creampelt gasped. "Wow!" She exclaimed, "Wish I wouldn't have been dozing off all day.. I hope the wounded cats get better though.." She glanced at the Medicine Cats den, then looked back at Wolfpaw. "Seemed like it was a pretty great fight. And victory too."

[C a s]

*ahem* Bones is still laying battered and unconscious over to the side of the battle.)