☣Fallenheart's Roguepack☣ {Not accepting}

[Lance-McClain]

"I'm good." He replied. Pausing for a moment, he asked. "So what did that Clan cat want?" He asked. He had only gotten tid-bits of the story.

[Squirrelstar123]

Amber got up and walked again form the conversation. She went out to the forest. She was thristy so she walked to the river. Amber stopped and lapped up some water. She was bored. So once again she went hunting since it enterained her a bit.

[goneleft]

She looked over. "He's an exile. So, yes, he wants to join. But, I'm having Thorn give him a test." She said, glancing around camp. "But I still need to pick my second in command." She muttered to herself.

[Lance-McClain]

Elk nodded as his tail tip flicked in a calm manner. "Choosing a Second In Command will probably be difficult, what with so many eligible cats. And just think. Soon Snows kits will be grown and having kits of their own. Its kind of exciting thinking about how much the Pack will be growing." He said.

[orca-xing]

(Recap? Sorry, I haven't been on lately!)

[goneleft]

(It's fine. Um well, a few more people have joined, and Crowfur has been exiled from SolarClan, so Thorn is giving him a test. So yep, basically all.)
Raven nodded. "Yes, it will be hard. And I am excited. New kits are a very good thing." She let out a small purr.

[saka.]

Moon.
Moon sighed softly, padding back to camp. She hummed boredly, looking at the other cats. She wondered how the test was going, but decided not to bother them.

[Lance-McClain]

"I know I shouldn't say this, being their uncle and all, but my favorite is Bramble." He said with a pur, tail curling around his paws.

[goneleft]

"It's alright. Almost every family has one who they like the best. But, I'm sure they'll all turn out to be fine cats soon." She said, flicking her notched ears.

[tytrack]

Crowfur nodded, and followed Thorn. "What kind of.. test... is this?" He meowed, hi amber eyes narrowed against the bright sun. Fresh Battle wounds glistened on his pelt, one extreme one was on his neck, which had a huge gash on it, and his shoulder, which was torn to the bone. His ear was also ripped off and bleeding, and he had clawmarks across his nose and eyes. He paid attention to where he was going, wanting to make a good impression.

Jay stretched in the clearing, wondering if Scar was anywhere to be found. "Raven," He called, padding over to his Lead command. "Scar never seems to be in camp, does he?" he chuckled, flicking a tail. "Wonder where the tom could be," He meowed. His torn ear flicked and he yawned, stretching his paws.

Scar watched the Clan cat and Thorn pass, and his huge, sharp claws glistened on the branch he was on. He was a fantastic fighter, and had killed many cats. Three being leaders, and four deputies. He leaped branch to branch, tree to tree, watching them to see who would win.