ʙ ɪ ʀ ᴄ ʜ ᴄ ʟ ᴀ ɴ (ᴏᴘᴇɴ ᴀɴᴅ ᴀᴄᴄᴇᴘᴛɪɴɢ)

[prisms]

{Sorry, I'm having a little WB)

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I'm fine
xx"I'm not that busy anymore." Petalstar told him. After she
woke up, Petalstar thought of cats who
could become great a deputy, "I already have some
deputy-worthy cats in my mind at the moment."
She added, "I can take you hunting right now, if you want."

Petalstar thought she needed to be responsible
for Moosepaw, since she was like the rest when
it came to mentorships. Petalstar stood up
and breathed in fresh air.

[mrs lough]

ＢＬＵＥＨＥＡＲＴ

⊱ name Blueheart ⊰
⊱ gender she-cat ⊰
⊱ age 30 moons ⊰
⊱ rank medicine cat ⊰
⊱ crush none ⊰
⊱ mate none ⊰
⊱ mood observant ⊰
⊱ tags none ⊰

Blueheart's strikingly blue eyes slowly to reveal the shining sun beaming into her face, her eyes squinting. On her back, she let out a deep, over-exaggerated and tired sigh, before shifting onto her stomach and rising to her small paws. The lithe she-cat made her way from the medicine cat den and into the clearing, sitting back on her haunches in front of her den and watching as the cats of the clan started to slowly wake and making their way into camp. She saw one of the warriors, Coldstare, in a state of deep thought. She curled her tail around her small paws, eyes narrowed as she watched..

ＢＥＮＧＡＬＦＵＲ

⊱ name Bengalfur ⊰
⊱ gender tom ⊰
⊱ age 30 moons ⊰
⊱ rank warrior ⊰
⊱ crush none ⊰
⊱ mate none ⊰
⊱ mood happy ⊰
⊱ tags open ⊰

Bengalfur had already gotten a start to the day, and was now out hunting for kill in the forest. As he trotted along in silence looking for small prey, he heard the familiar chirp of the roufus-tailed robin, and he stopped dead in his tracks, looking around. He saw his target, then crouched low to the ground, eyes narrowed intently. At the right moment, he propelled himself off of the ground with his fangs bared, instantly killing the bird. As it hung in his jaws, he trotted back to camp.

[Spirited.]

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SKYKIT
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▸ gender she-cat | ▸ age 4 moons | ▸ rank kit | ▸ tagged Cloudfur, Sagefur

"Of course, ma!" the little kit replied before bounding out of the stuffy den. It got so crowded in there when the toms arrived to see their mates in the morning and, suddenly, Skykit was no longer excited for more kits. It meant there would be more of them in that already stuffy den and the toms would come visit more often. Groaning at this thought, the kit decided to spend her day thinking of more fruitful things - such as how to have as much fun as possible.

She soon found her object of amusement when a feather floated near enough for her to swat at it. Outstretching her tiny claws, Skykit leapt up towards it, catching the tip of it, causing it to lift into the air. Giggling, she followed it with her blue eyes and waited for it to come down closer to the ground before jumping towards it again. Then again. And again. She was so focused on her little game that she did not notice the small white tom munching on some prey in an open area of the camp. With a squeak, the feather disappeared from her line of sight and she tumbled into Sagefur's side.

[Zelara]

(Joining, i feel much better, my cold is almost over.sorry about spelling, am in a huge rush. Still working on Weaselpaw . I'VE GOT SO MUCH FORMS TO DO -sighs-)

Edit : am done my forms. >>>>>>>>>

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❥❥❥❥❥❥ T H E
❥B A D - T E M P E R E D
❥S H E - C A T
GO AWAY, AM A MONSTER...
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Name → Swankit,Swanpaw,Swanflight
Gender → She-cat/Female
Age → 10 moons old
Rank → Kit,Apprentice,Warrior
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Crush → Trys
Mate → Never, no one likes her
Kits → she hates kits
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Mother → Snowstorm
Father → Losteyes (Blind)
Sibings → Weaselpaw (brother)
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Strengths → Good with herbs,
and helping other cats.
Weaknesses → Due to her blindness
fighting, hunting,walking, and lots more.
Injuries → Lost both eyes to a killer dog.
Nothing but scars left.
Theme song → Monster - Imagine Dragons
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ＴＨＥ ＢＡＳＩＣＳ

≻ This young gorgeous she-cat is Swanpaw. Let me tell you a bit more about her, well, she is 10 moons old. The age of a apprentice. You better stay away from her as she is a very bad - tempered she-cat. She is also very moody and rude, but she was not always like this. You see, she once had sparkling amber eyes, but now there is nothing but scars were her eyes were once, yes, i know she has no eyes.

ＯＮ ＴＨＥ ＯＵＴＳＩＤＥ

≻ Swanpaw is a gorgeous pure white she-cat, so it seems she is lovely, till you look into her eyes. you want to ran away, and never see her again. well, she has no eyes. she lost them both to a dog saving her brother, Weaselpaw, there is nothing left but scars were her eyes were once seen. She once had sparkling amber eyes . The dog also gave her a ripped ear. Most cats call her a monster for the way she looks. It was shocking that she lived.

ＰＥＲＳＯＮＡＬＩＴＹ

≻ You better not tell this mad she-cat anything mean.Swanpaw is almost always mad and sad about what happened to her. She hates when others treat her differently because of her eyes. She is very bad - tempered and moody, Most cats who tell her mean things, turns into prey for swanpaw. She was once a very sweet she-cat who loved her clan and kits. Once the kits started calling her a monster, she got very mad. and when she does something nice, they run away. Swanpaw felt like her lost she soul, that day. She is always rude when it comes to her eyes and other problems.She can turn around of someone treats her like they should, She can sometimes be a real sweet heart sometimes. She is very stubborn, hot-headed, Sarcastic, Independent, and has attitude problem. Getting really mad if she cant do something right or fails. She is a smart-mouthed mad she- cat the elders call her, she always talks back, even to the leader or deputy. She is most likely the cat to start fights, arguments, and have the last say on arguments as well. Well thats just her, get used to it.

ＤＩＧ ＤＯＷＮ ＤＥＥＰＥＲ

Swanpaw was born to a white gray,black and white lovely she-cat, named snowstorm. and a blind gray and white tom named, losteyes. Snowstorm gave birth to Weaselkit and Swankit on a cold day in leaf- bare. Swankit and Weaselkit loved each other very much. Always play fighting or having fun. When they were named apprentices they were sent to hunt their first prey. That was when they heard the barks, Swanpaw ran as fast as she could, but Weaselpaw was close to the dogs. the dogs had him down, Swanpaw watched has blood poured from the cut on Weaselpaw. she ran as fast as she could, jumping onto the dogs clawing them with all her might. But she was no warror, Weaselpaw watched in hirror as his sister was scared for life, Weaselpaw said he saw a warrior in Swanpaw that day. It was then the warriors came and saved them both. Swanpaw lived, And so did Weaselpaw. Swanpaw always wondered if she would became a med -cat, She never wanted that destiny, she wanted to be a warrior....

ＬＯＶＥ ＬＩＦＥ

Love you say, well thats not for Swanpaw, the toms will just run away. She once had a crush on a tom named, smallpaw. she tryed, but he hated her and called her a monster, as most do . She thinks she will never have a mate, and she never wants kits anyway, she hates kits, they bug she to much she may say. Love, its just not her thing...

Picture credit to Photobucket

✖✖✖ ＴＨＥ
➸ ➸ ➸ ｃｏｗａｒｄ

S P E E D is on my side
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Name → Weaselkit,Weaselpaw,Weaselfoot
Gender → Tom/male
Age → 9 moons old
Rank → Kit,Apprentice,Warrior
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Crush → Open
Mate → To young
Kits → To young
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Mother → Snowstorm
Father → Losteyes (Blind)
Sibings → Swanpaw (sister)
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Strengths → running, very fast, hunting,
Stealth, fishing,
Weaknesses → fighting, small spaces ,
curious,
Injuries → Long cut down his back from
dogs.
Theme song → S---. up and drive - Rihanna
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ＴＨＥ ＢＡＳＩＣＳ

≻ Yes i see you looking at him. This strikingly handsome tom is Weaselpaw one of the fastest apprentices in the clan. most she-cats like this young tom for his speed and amazing hunting. He is the brother of Swanpaw the blind apprentice, which lived his life. He would be standing here if it was not for her. Well, where getting off topic. Let me tell you a bit about this handsome tom. He is 9 and a half moons old. He is a apprentice. and a big coward. His Weaknesses are small spaces at the most. holes, caves ect. Well, thats all for now.

ＯＮ ＴＨＥ ＯＵＴＳＩＤＥ

≻ This tom has his mothers lovely looks. Weaselpaw is a gray and white, with marks of black here and there. He also has a long cut down his back from dogs, its not as bad as his sister, but its a scar. He has gray eyes, that look kind of pale. He is a very skinny tom. which makes him so fast. He is a handsome, cute tom, that most she-cats like.

ＰＥＲＳＯＮＡＬＩＴＹ

≻ This flirty young tom is very curious, always putting himself into problems. he is always chats with all the she-cats, starting fights, but the thing he really does not want any cat to know he that he is a coward. No matter the situation, he would sift through it almost robotically, but still in a way you could tell it was a cat doing it. Unlike his sister, who believes anything kind and nice is weakness and will just come back and break them further. He has a pretty paranormal personality. He is often scared easily and hates when people go into arguments. He is often labeled as a pushover.

ＤＩＧ ＤＯＷＮ ＤＥＥＰＥＲ

Weaselpaw was born to a white gray,black and white lovely she-cat, named snowstorm. and a blind gray and white tom named, losteyes. Snowstorm gave birth to Weaselkit and Swankit on a cold day in leaf- bare. Swankit and Weaselkit loved each other very much. Always play fighting or having fun. When they were named apprentices they were sent to hunt their first prey. That was when they heard the barks, Weaselpaw tryed to ran fast but he was to scared, Weaselpaw was a paw step away from the dogs. It was to late, the dogs were on him. Swanpaw saved him. he would not be standed if not for his sister Swanpaw.In the end they both lived to tell there story. Weaselpaw always wondered if Swanpaw would ever became a warrior.....

ＬＯＶＥ ＬＩＦＥ

Weaselpaw has no crush right now , but he is always looking, and is soon to find one with his handsome looks. He wishes for a mate when he grows bigger and hopes to have kits of his own. He is very flirty, most she-cats will fall for him in a second.

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[prisms]

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★ tags // Rowanclaw ★ doing // Hunting ★ form // page one

I'm open
xx"Hey, some cats miss at some times!" Reedstorm purred, "Doesn't
mean they are SLOW." He pawed at her.
"Let's go." He said, following the she-cat.

Reedstorm kept his nose near the floor, sniffing
for any prey scents. He really wanted to catch
some prey, to prove Rowanclaw he was still
good at prey-catching. Soon, he smelled some prey.

[Luscinia]

c σ ℓ d ѕ т α я є
I can't be your prince, though your secrets are safe

Status
Age: forty-two moons
Gender: male
Rank: warrior
Apprentice: Newtpaw
Crush: none
Mood: groggy
Doing: standing around camp
Tags: Newtpaw

Coldstare yawned once more as Newtpaw's voice rung out, his gaze slowly shifting to her. He forced himself to flick her a small smile as he mumbled his greeting, but it quickly faded. He looked at the spot where Frostbreath was once at after Newtpaw asked her question. "It appears so." He spoke briefly, his gaze flickering back to the apprentice. She was to be made a warrior soon, since she was of the age where most apprentices were made full warriors.

ω σ ℓ ƒ ѕ σ и g
The saints can't help me now, the ropes have been unbound

Status
Age: thirty-six moons
Gender: female
Rank: warrior
Apprentice: none
Crush: Stoneclaw
Mood: sad, deep in thought
Doing: relaxing
Other: she is mute; meaning she can't speak.
Tags: open

Wolfsong had been awake for quite some time, and soon returned into camp from a miniature hunting trip. The prey was quickly rebounding from the cold, as she set down two chipmunks and three blue robins. She flicked a small smile, feeling proud of herself for gathering so much prey. Every single prey was useful, especially with the three queens and the three kits, along with the kits on the way. They were going to be coming soon, and the season they were arriving at was perfect timing.

She silently wondered what it'd be like to be a mother, but, that might not be the greatest idea. She was unable to speak, and her purr was nothing but a scratchy sound. She let out a silent sigh, sitting down in a comfortable spot within camp. Her disability kept her from doing many things; socializing normally with her clanmates, and caused a bit of trouble when working in teams. She highly doubted she'd be made deputy today, and she doubted she'd ever find a mate, or have kits. She gazed up at the sky, wondering what Frostbreath was thinking of her at the moment. Frostbreath was a very old tom, the oldest cat in the clan, and he had basically been her mentor when she first came into the clan.

She was once a savage, merciless cat, as most rogues were. She still bore that sin to this day, but he taught her how to control it. He was her first true friend. She'd never want to replace such a great cat anyways, but, perhaps another cat would be able to fill in his pawsteps well.

в σ α я ρ α ω
Am I more than you bargained for yet?

Status
Age: ten moons
Gender: male
Rank: apprentice
Mentor: Ravenmask
Crush: Sunpaw
Mood: bored
Doing: laying in the den
Tags: Creampaw

Boarpaw yawned in a cool, calm manner, his light amber gaze flickering up to Creampaw. "Hey there, sweetheart." He kept his voice as smooth as possible, wanting himself to appear appealing to the young she-cat. He gave her a quick, flirtatious wink, his thin tail tip flicking back and forth. He watched her closely, the small smirk glued to his face. He wanted to see her reaction, because he believed that it'd be quite entertaining.

c я α и є ƒ ℓ ι g н т
I'd do anything to make you stay

Status
Age: thirty moons
Gender: female
Rank: pregnant queen
Mate: Ravenmask
Kits: Unborn
(Will be Erminekit, Brightkit,
Crowkit, and Spottedkit)
Mood: excited
Doing: eating
Tags: Nightcloud, Cloudfur, Cloudfur's kits, Ravenmask, Shiningpelt

Craneflight purred softly as her mate gave her an affectionate nuzzle, her bright blue eyes falling warmly upon him. "I am doing well, thank you for asking." Her ears perked at the sound of Skykit speaking, turning her head towards her. She realized that she had been speaking to them. She flicked her a gentle smile, then glanced down at her own stomach. It was large, and very heavy with kits. She returned her gaze back up to Skykit, and mewed. "Not long, little one... They'll be coming any day now."

[Angela Ziegler]

Wavepaw
Tagged; None
Feeling; Grumpy
Crush; Sunpaw
Mentor; Bengalfur
Open; Yes

Wavepaw walked around, bored. His eyes
were clouded with thoughts. He didn't
know what one thing to think of. Sunpaw,
Bengalfur, A new Deputy? Wavepaw decided
to go hunting. He slid into the forest like a
cat ninja. Wavepaw heard prey right away,
but he did not bother to catch them.
"Maybe I could just take a walk..."

[Zelara]

(Anyone can play the kit if they want, or i will just make Swanpaw run away in time. And sorry its kind of sort.)

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Swanpaw sat in camp, the wind blowing her white pelt. she looked around camp to see black shadows moving around her.Its so crazy, its like its night time, always..... She knew it was time to ask Blueheart about becoming a medicine cat apprentice, but she never wanted that destiny she always wanted to be a warrior, brave and bold saving her clan from danger. Thats all she wanted in life, was to feel that she was someone,not a broken cat with no eyes, and no destiny what so ever. Swanpaw sighed getting to her feet. Smelling her way to the Medicine Cat's den, it was so easy to find, just follow the herbs, she always told her self. She soon smelled the smell of milk. Kits, oh know. they better not say anything, or i will bite there little ears of.Swanpaw walked as fast as she could, she soon felt like a little kit was looking at her. the small shadow moved around her. Great, just what i needed, more kits......

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Weaselpaw sat quietly in camp, the breeze rustled his fur and sun rays beated down onto his gray and white pelt. He could not ignore the pangs of hunger from his empty belly. I need to eat more, or i might get sick.He yawned slowly, arching his back skywards, shaking off the dust. He padded over to the fresh kill pile, searching for his favorite meat, a rabbit. He could smell it but it had been buried under the others. After retrieving his meal he went over to quietly enjoy his flavorful rabbit. The smell overwhelmed his nostrils. He looked around camp, seeing she-cats runing around . i better go ask one of them if they want, some of my rabbit, i cant eat it all. He scaned the apprentices. now , what one...

[brad!]

• r u s h p e l t •
• tom • thirty-nine moons • warrior • no love interest • tags ; sunpaw •

He'd grown bored of his aimless wandering, and Rushpelt decided that it would be a good idea to go and look for his apprentice. After all, it was probably better than he went and found her, before she decided to be a nuisance to anyone else, especially the other apprentices. It wasn't like she was the nicest cat out there, but she seemed nice enough with Rushpelt. That was, of course, after she realised she had absolutely no say in what he did and didn't do. Sure, she had tried to intimidate her a few times and be rude, but there was nothing favouring her, at all. Besides, he could always hold her exam back a moon or two if he needed. But if she could learn to control her aggression, she could be one of the best warriors the clan had ever seen.

With that thought, Rushpelt turned his head to the clan entrance. He'd seen his apprentice disappear out into the forest, and she hadn't returned. He'd find her out there, and have her train with him until her legs were weak and she would not want to train anymore. He was hard on Sunpaw, but she was growing used to it, and that made him proud. Sunpaw would thank him one day, even though it would not be sometime soon.

He weaved out of camp into the forest, sniffing a few low-hanging branches and the dirt, noting the scent of Sunpaw which was still somewhat fresh. Good. he thought, flicking his tail and pushing his head through the undergrowth. It wasn't long before he found his fluffy apprentice, and he walked over to her, clearing his throat to make his presence known, as to not disturb his apprentice. "Come on, we're going training, before any of the others get to the grounds. We've got to warm up before you pound those pesky tom-cats into the dirt." He grinned at his apprentice, blue eyes gleaming with mischief. "Besides, a good swipe at Boarpaw or Wavepaw might do you some good."

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• n e w t p a w •
• she-cat • twelve moons • apprentice • interest in sagefur • tags ; coldstare •

His smile had been forced, and Newtpaw knew it so, the she-cat sighing quietly as he gaze turned from her mentor to the place where the white deputy had once lay. "It's a shame he had to go so early." the tabby apprentice spoke, whiskers twitching as she gave her mentor a somewhat soft nudge. "I liked him. We used to share stories when you went out on important patrols with the other warriors without any apprentices. But then he became deputy, and too busy for a small cat like I. It's sad, but a cat's duty must come first." She was silent, her last words - words from Frostbreath himself - lingered in the warm morning air. Though, her silence was only momentary, before she looked back up to her mentor, quickly stretching her hind legs and yawning.

"Would you be interested in a spot of hunting, or are you preoccupied with other business?" she asked Coldstare, deciding that it would be a good idea to get the question out of the way. There was no point slouching around and moping about over the past deputy when there was work to do. He wouldn't have wanted that, especially from one of the best warriors in the clan, that was her mentor! "I really like to quickly brush up on everything that you taught me, before you and Petalstar decide I'm ready for my assessment. I don't think either of us want to wait a moment longer." She offered her mentor a smile. She didn't want to be an apprentice for much longer.

After all, her patience with the consistent snoring in the apprentice's den was slowing simmering away.

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• m o o s e p a w •
• tom • eleven moons • apprentice • no love interest • tags ; petalstar •

The apprentice was quiet for a few moments, considering what his mentor had said. Was she sure that she didn't mind taking him out? He didn't wish to argue with her, out of respect for her positions as both his leader and his mentor, but he still felt uncertain. But of course, he was merely a youngster, and Moosepaw decided that it wasn't his place to question what Petalstar wanted. She must have seen him as something important, if she had selected him to be her apprentice. Besides, there were plenty other cats that could have taken him, like Wolfsong (though mute, Moosepaw was quite fond of her) or Stoneclaw, but Moosepaw didn't object, instead giving a slight nod, whiskers twitching.

"I'm sure it will be a bit of a difficult choice, since there are plenty of capable cats in the clan," Moosepaw replied, deciding to acknowledge the fact that Petalstar had brought up the decision of the new deputy. Though, he did feel slightly bitter. Did they have to replace Frostbreath so quickly? An impractical thought, but it was a prominent one. "I'm sure you'll choose well."

"Will we hunt, and then return, so you can announce your choice to the clan? Or would it be possible to get some fighting training in, too? I'm feeling a bit rusty with my defence skills." Moosepaw asked, looking over at the other cats that were in camp. "If you have time, of course."

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• s p e c k l e d s p o t s •
• she-cat • twenty-eight moons • warrior • no love interest • tags ; owlpaw •

Peering down at her stocky apprentice, Speckledspots didn't have time to jump back as Owlpaw's tail flicked up and thwacked her in the face. She blinked in surprise, nose twitching, before she couldn't hold it back. Achoo! Speckledspots shook her head, giving her apprentice a quick cuff over the ears with her paw, before standing back to allow her apprentice to stand up, and ready himself to face the day.

"You know, if you'd done that to Coldstare, he would have made you clean out the Queen's den," she told her apprentice, grinning at him. The warrior was pretty sure that she was right; Coldstare was a bit of a grump, known for being a bit cold, but good at what he did. She'd spoken to Newtpaw a few times, and from what she'd been told, Coldstare wasn't all that bad. Newtpaw seemed to like him, so Speckledspots had no reason not to. "Nonetheless, you look like you've slept well, but you also look like a badger dragged you along the dirt. Get yourself cleaned up, we're going to revise fighting. You still need to work on your striking speed. Reedstorm mentioned that Honeypaw was getting you a few times." A smile twitched on Speckledspots' face. She'd sent Owlpaw out with Reedstorm and Honeypaw yesterday, so that she could finetune her skills with Rushpelt, since he was teaching her how to hunt and fight, whilst she was teaching Owlpaw. Rushpelt sometimes tagged along with them, every now and again bringing Sunpaw with him.

"Go grab something to eat, then meet me at the clan's entrance. We'll be out for a while." Speckledspots told the tom, flicking him on the ear with his tail, before padding out of the den, towards the entrance of the camp.

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she-cat I warrior I 23 moons I tagged: reedstorm I mood: exhilarated

Rowanfang pinned her ears back and her eyes narrowed to slits. Her footsteps slowly drew the she-cat to a halt, and with a flick of her tail she motioned for Reedstorm to do the same. She had spotted her prey.

There were two rosefinches springing about at the trunk of a tree, pausing occassionally to peck at the seeds and bugs on the forest floor. Rowanfang was carefully quiet as she slid behind a bush of bracken to await her opportune moment to strike. Hopefully Reedstorm would follow her example. The warrior crouched low to the floor, assuming a remarkable hunter's stance. She leveled out her hackles with unsheathed claws, and she could now feel her heartbeat in her throat. She was only moments away from a great success- or an even greater failure. Rowanfang gestured to Reedstorm with a slight nod. They must pounce at the same time or the prey would scatter and be lost.

In a flash, the she-cat lurched forward towards the rosefinch nearest her. With one paw she knocked the frantic bird back to the ground, and with the other Rowanfang dealt her prey the swift and fatal blow she was famous for. For a moment she huddled over her catch, uttering a quiet prayer to StarClan. It was one of the most important rules for a warrior. The cats must be thankful for the lives that were given to sustain their own. She turned to Reedstorm with her prey hanging delicately from her jaws, a gleam of exhilaration in her eyes. There was nothing more exciting than a hunt.

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tom I warrior I 17 moons I tagged: open I mood: neutral

Sagefur felt a little body tumble into his, but the surprise of it sent him shooting to his paws. "W-w-what in the name of SstarClan!" He exclaimed frantically, whirling around towards the kit. The fur on his neck was standing straight on end and his back was arched defensively.

"Om-er-oh. I-it's just e-you."

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