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[ oakfur ] current mood: neutral |||| tags: cinderleaf, three kits, ravenstar, sparrowflight, lionheart

Oakfur smiled. "Not so bad, is it? Kittypets call it 'catnip'; their twolegs seem to like to give it to them so they can play with it. Wasting valuable stuff, those mouse-brained fuzz balls." She finished jokingly, turning to the leader. She padded slowly towards him, muttering quietly in his ear. "When shall we escort them to the border, Ravenstar, or do you have another idea for her and her kits?"

✧ Cinderleaf ✧ Female ✧ Queen with kits ✧ 20 moons ✧ No mate ✧

I smiled back at Oakfur, looking at my kits giggle at kittypets. "Now, they aren't other creatures." I said, looking at them jokingly, not being stern. "Mommma!" Dapplekit cried. "I wanna be a medicine cat!" "Hush now!" I said jokingly, making sure we didn't do anything wrong. I saw Oakfur and Ravenstar whispering, and persuaded Birchkit to swallow her herbs. Really, she was the closest, so I couldn't help listening slyly for an answer. Who wouldn't if the medicine cat and leader were sitting next to you on a bad day?

{Marking-}

[.Bleu.]

.:DewSong:.

“There are two ways
of spreading light: to
be The candle or the
mirror that reflects it.”

Dewsong padded into camp, a vole and two mice hanging from her delicate jaws. It wasn't her turn for border patrol, but she had woken up early and hated to be idle, even with the pouring rain. Dewsong was the epitome of a busy-body, never in one place for too long. She rose and set with the sun. Leaving camp early in the morning, just before the patrol, gave her time to be with herself and giver her thanks to Starclan for everything they blessed her with.

Dropping her kills onto the kill pile, she picked up the vole to bring to Oakfur, who she thought of as a sister, even if Oakfur didn't know it. She respected her tenacity and guidance, and knew that if anything ever happened to her Oakfur would have her back, just like she would for the rest of the clan. Lost in thought, she waltzed into the medicine cat den, only to be surprised by guest's sitting around, and the smell of catnip permeating the air. Greencough? She though. That can't be good! She turned to her left and saw Ravenstar sitting their, and bowed her head low, showing her respect. "Good morning Ravenstar." She said softly, trying not to disturb the others occupying the medicine cat den. She laid down the vole and looked at Oakfur. "I figured you hadn't eaten yet this morning, so I brought it for you." Then she turned and smiled at the mother and her kits, feeling a pang in her heart. "Its nice to meet you. I'm Dewsong."


.:BrokenStorm:.

“There are two ways
of spreading light: to
be The candle or the
mirror that reflects it.”

Brokenstorm stretched his legs, and crawled out of the warrior den, and his fur immediately stood on end. Even through the rain he could smell the scents of new cats in the camp. He didn't see hardly anyone just hanging around, not that he could blame them. It was raining cats and dogs out there. "No pun intended" he said to himself. He wasn't too concerned about the arrival of the new cats, figuring that if there was anything even slightly suspicious about them they wouldn't have been let withing 200 yards of camps.

Brokenstorm wondered what he was going to do with his day. He wasn't scheduled for any patrols today, considering the fact that he had been on four border patrols in the last two days. But just because he wasn't required to do anything meant he was just going to spend the day lazing around camp, thunder storm or not. He decided that he would go for a hunt her in a little bit, but decided to grab a quick snack before leaving, and to see if anyone else might want to just spend the day in the woods hunting and just relaxing. Brokenstorm walked over the fresh kill pile, and grabbed the smallest mouse he could find, figuring that the other warriors and queens could use the extra nourishment.

[fable;]

.:DewSong:.

“There are two ways
of spreading light: to
be The candle or the
mirror that reflects it.”

Dewsong padded into camp, a vole and two mice hanging from her delicate jaws. It wasn't her turn for border patrol, but she had woken up early and hated to be idle, even with the pouring rain. Dewsong was the epitome of a busy-body, never in one place for too long. She rose and set with the sun. Leaving camp early in the morning, just before the patrol, gave her time to be with herself and giver her thanks to Starclan for everything they blessed her with.

Dropping her kills onto the kill pile, she picked up the vole to bring to Oakfur, who she thought of as a sister, even if Oakfur didn't know it. She respected her tenacity and guidance, and knew that if anything ever happened to her Oakfur would have her back, just like she would for the rest of the clan. Lost in thought, she waltzed into the medicine cat den, only to be surprised by guest's sitting around, and the smell of catnip permeating the air. Greencough? She though. That can't be good! She turned to her left and saw Ravenstar sitting their, and bowed her head low, showing her respect. "Good morning Ravenstar." She said softly, trying not to disturb the others occupying the medicine cat den. She laid down the vole and looked at Oakfur. "I figured you hadn't eaten yet this morning, so I brought it for you." Then she turned and smiled at the mother and her kits, feeling a pang in her heart. "Its nice to meet you. I'm Dewsong."


.:BrokenStorm:.

“There are two ways
of spreading light: to
be The candle or the
mirror that reflects it.”

Brokenstorm stretched his legs, and crawled out of the warrior den, and his fur immediately stood on end. Even through the rain he could smell the scents of new cats in the camp. He didn't see hardly anyone just hanging around, not that he could blame them. It was raining cats and dogs out there. "No pun intended" he said to himself. He wasn't too concerned about the arrival of the new cats, figuring that if there was anything even slightly suspicious about them they wouldn't have been let withing 200 yards of camps.

Brokenstorm wondered what he was going to do with his day. He wasn't scheduled for any patrols today, considering the fact that he had been on four border patrols in the last two days. But just because he wasn't required to do anything meant he was just going to spend the day lazing around camp, thunder storm or not. He decided that he would go for a hunt her in a little bit, but decided to grab a quick snack before leaving, and to see if anyone else might want to just spend the day in the woods hunting and just relaxing. Brokenstorm walked over the fresh kill pile, and grabbed the smallest mouse he could find, figuring that the other warriors and queens could use the extra nourishment.

✧ Cinderleaf ✧ Female ✧ Queen with kits ✧ 20 moons ✧ No mate ✧
I smiled at Dewsong, nudging my kits forward. "I'm Cinderleaf, and my kits are Birchkit, Dapplekit, and Cloudkit." I said, pointing to them in turn. "Nice to meet you too!" I added cheerfully, despite the fact Birchkit was sneezing her head off. I nudged her underneath my belly and let her suckle while looking at her, concerned. "Birchkit has greencough, or the start of it. Dapplekit- well, Dapplekit might have whitecough. But Cloudkit is fine." I assured her, looking at my kits worriedly. "They all are about to become apprentices." I added proudly, "If they get cured..." I added.

[the dreamer.]

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Ravenstar glanced at the medicine cat as she basically questioned weather or not he was going to allow the she-cat and her kits to stay. The tom-cat looked over the kits they all seemed like they could recover from their sickness and be a vital part of the warriors, well all except Dapplekit. Dapplekit looked as if he had an old injury. Ravenstar looked at Oakfur and whispered back, "How long until the kits are going to be fine to be with other cats? Are they contagious possibly?" Ravenstar did not know what the kits had, it was better for him to stay away from them though, for the time being. And the kits would have to stay away from all of the other cats. Ravenstar turned to Cinderleaf and looked her over again. He did not want to turn away the sick kits and their mother as well as he didnt want sickness going through the camp. The steady sound of rain still pattered outside reminding Ravenstar of the impending flood problem. Ravenstar turned to Sparrowflight, "Find Thundersong tell him to take a group of the best cats to the nearby rivers and see how far they have swelled. No apprentices just healthy warriors. Tell him to go straight there and straight back, no detours... report what he finds to me."

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A small white kitten with wisp like fur was born at the crack of dawn,
an only kit. Her mother and father were in love with her, the moment
their eyes set, and named her Wisp, for her fur. They were two kittypets,
inside their kittypet home, and the moment she opened her eyes, they
were in awe. Her eyes were two different colors, a beautiful golden,
and icy blue. Royal, the mother lived in a grand home, a mansion really.
It had many rooms, and was very beautiful. Her owners card for her very
much, and made sure that she was in pristine condition. Her father, Blue
came from a bustling family down the street, with five children. The two of
them had met on the fences that they sat on, over looking the forest. The
mother was a beautiful white she-cat, with long fur and striking golden eyes,
while her father was a handsome Russian with Blue eyes. The mother wanted
to bring up her kit to be a proud, polite and graceful young she-cat, just like
herself. A cat with such linage needed to be brought up right. The father, Blue
had other ideas. He wanted to train her to be a hunter, a fighter, in case anything
would ever happen to the young female. Both of them had different thoughts and
futures for the promising kitten, though both very different. After a few days of
arguing, they finally came up with a deal, a compromise. The kit, would stay with
her mother until five moons time. that would give her the right amount of time to
round out the edges. After that, Blue would take her, and train her to hunt and fight.
At the age of seven moons, both of them would come together to train her in both the
areas they would like. At ten moons, it would be her own choice of what she wanted
to do.
When the time came for her to choose; almost fully trained and up to her mother's
perfection, Wisp did something that neither of them expected. She choose to go
live with a clan, nearby. When she had free time, she would go over to their borders
and watch from the tree's. She liked the way that the clan worked, and often dreamed
about being in it herself. So after a day of saying goodbye, and sleeping with her parents
once more, she left and set out into the forest, that she felt ever so home to. Ghost-like
in the forest, she gave one of the warriors quite a fright, when she stepped out to speak with
them. Never the less, it was a wise warrior, and he invited her to come to the clan, and speak
with the leader. A long conversation they had, and she went over her story, her past.
The leader was skeptical at first, allowing a kittypet to join. But it did seem like she
was trained to hunt and fight, and she was a level headed cat, with a politeness
that would add peace to the clan, that could sometimes get out of hand.
The leader accepted, and announced her as an apprentice, with the name of
Wisppaw. From time to time, Wisppaw thought about her parents, wondering
what they would be doing. But, she always knew that they were safe, and that
their house folk would take care of them. But she vowed never to forget them,
as they taught her the skills that she would surrey need later on in life.

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name;; wisppaw

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gender;; female

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age;; 11 moons

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love life;; Slight crush on Rushpaw.

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kin;; Royal, Blue

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dislikes: caves, over-excited toms, snow

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likes: trees, running, hunting

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advantages; good emotion reader,
silent hunter,good runner/climber

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disadvantages; small, fragile, can't swim

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description: small white she-cat with two-toned eyes

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scars: a small nick on ear

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scent: lavender and dew

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personality: sweet, gentile, level-headed, hard

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[fable;]

✧ Cinderleaf ✧ Female ✧ Queen with kits ✧ 20 moons ✧ No mate ✧
I looked at my kits firmly. "And they will." I added, smiling confidently. I knew I was probably going to be thrown out, because I was new. But I knew they might take pity, and we would be ok. If not, I would go and live in the ferns again. I suddenly realized the pain in my belly. Is it hunger or… I trailed off, wondering if I was going to have more kits. I knew that I had kits in camp, and had fallen in love with another cat; quite blindly, and we were mates for a while, but have kits? I didn't know. I shifted around uncomfortably, wondering what it was. I was half hoping it was hunger, half hoping it was kits. I looked at my own kits fondly, knowing they would soon be apprentices, or at least in my heart. I felt more sharp pain in my belly and reached down silently to get a mouse. Eating it softly, I swallowed and waited a second, before feeling the pain in my belly again. I gasped, making much noise, and looked down at my paws nervously, hoping the cats wouldn't ask, but I knew they would. I looked at my kits, pulling them closer, and looked at the sky, praying for the kits to be ok. I knew I was having another litter, and my eyes clouded with sorrow at the thought of my wonderful mate, the one that did not abandon me, but left me with the kits in my belly. I could tell my belly had swelled, and shifted into a more comfortable position.

[no longer here]

[ oakfur ] current mood: neutral |||| tags: cinderleaf, three kits, ravenstar, sparrowflight, lionheart

Oakfur shook her head. "I don't know how long it'll take," she replied thoughtfully, "I'm not sure if the catmint will work the first time." With a kind twitch of her ears, she turned from her leader, calling quietly back to him one more time. "I'll let you know." The mottled brown tabby's eyes glimmered with friendliness when she noticed Dewsong. "Thanks. I haven't eaten yet." She ate the vole with a few famished bites, and turned back to Cinderleaf and her kits. Her eyes softened in concern when she noticed her discomfort, but figured she would consult her later when every cat had left.

[ sparrowflight ] current mood: neutral |||| tags: cinderleaf, three kits, ravenstar, lionheart, thundersong

"With pleasure," meowed Sparrowflight trotting outside. Like any cat, he absolutely hated the rain, but did all his duties anyway, for the good of the clan. He sped up, galloping over to the deputy. His fur was soaking once more. "Ravenstar said for you and I to take a patrol out again since we didn't finish, and check up on the streams."

[no longer here]

[ oakfur ] current mood: neutral |||| tags: cinderleaf, three kits, ravenstar, sparrowflight, lionheart

Oakfur shook her head. "I don't know how long it'll take," she replied thoughtfully, "I'm not sure if the catmint will work the first time." With a kind twitch of her ears, she turned from her leader, calling quietly back to him one more time. "I'll let you know." The mottled brown tabby's eyes glimmered with friendliness when she noticed Dewsong. "Thanks. I haven't eaten yet." She ate the vole with a few famished bites, and turned back to Cinderleaf and her kits. Her eyes softened in concern when she noticed her discomfort, but figured she would consult her later when every cat had left.

[ sparrowflight ] current mood: neutral |||| tags: cinderleaf, three kits, ravenstar, lionheart, thundersong

"With pleasure," meowed Sparrowflight trotting outside. Like any cat, he absolutely hated the rain, but did all his duties anyway, for the good of the clan. He sped up, galloping over to the deputy. His fur was soaking once more. "Ravenstar said for you and I to take a patrol out again since we didn't finish, and check up on the streams."

-BUMP-

[fable;]

[ oakfur ] current mood: neutral |||| tags: cinderleaf, three kits, ravenstar, sparrowflight, lionheart

Oakfur shook her head. "I don't know how long it'll take," she replied thoughtfully, "I'm not sure if the catmint will work the first time." With a kind twitch of her ears, she turned from her leader, calling quietly back to him one more time. "I'll let you know." The mottled brown tabby's eyes glimmered with friendliness when she noticed Dewsong. "Thanks. I haven't eaten yet." She ate the vole with a few famished bites, and turned back to Cinderleaf and her kits. Her eyes softened in concern when she noticed her discomfort, but figured she would consult her later when every cat had left.

Cinderleaf ✧ Female ✧ Queen with kits ✧ 20 moons ✧ No mate ✧ pregnant?
I shuffled around uncomfortably again, nudging my kits close. "Momma?" Birchkit asked, then sneezed and fell over. I sighed, scooped her up, and she started to squirm. I put her back down. "Momma, my throat hurts." said Birchkit, coughing rapidly with tears coming to her eyes. "I know, and you'll be ok." I said, licking Birchkit. Birchkit groaned and lay down. Dapplekit nudged me. "Momma, will she be OK?" he asked worriedly. "I don't know." I said, truthfully. I knew that most kits with greencough didn't survive, but I hoped Birchkit would. Oakfur started talking to Dewsong, and I tried to get into a more comfortable position. I still could not believe I as going to have kits, and practically thought I was lying to myself. But I knew I wasn't, so I grabbed a small mouse again and gently ate it, paying attention to the musty taste and softness. Back home, the mice were vibrant and chewy, making it a perfect early morning snack. These mice could do anything- make you go to sleep, wake you up, or just be a snack. I smiled at my new discovery of mice, and noticed Oakfur's eyes soften.