IceClan - Snowstar's Reign [Always Accepting]

[anathema]

With a laugh, Skypath asked, "Wanna go hunting? Seems as if the fresh kill pile is getting really low . . ." Hunting was Skypath's favorite pastime. She loved catching things for the Clan, as well as supplying new food before leafbare. Skypath figured that if they began stocking the pile now, they would have everyone fed for the entire winter. Contributing would be a good idea, she thought. | @Shine16

[canada]

"I dont know." She replied

[katarinabluu]

SHe hunched over hissing silently, clawing her way into shadows, annoyance edging into her gaze

She was talking to him x'D *cough*

[zoketi.]

[[uh, I think cats have just been chatting. wasppaw and foxpaw are still on their way to the training clearing, I believe. ^^ ]]

p i g e o n t a i l
<< med cat >>
A slim pale tawny brown
she-cat of thirty-two moons.
tagged; shadowkit

Pigeontail yawned widely. The skinny little she-cat flexed out her paws, pressing her toes into the packed soil. She'd been close to dozing off. That woudn't be good right now, not when she was in charge of a kitten. The medicine cat swept out her tail and observed the dark kit over on his nest for a moment, then sprang to her paws and trotted forwards to peek out into camp. Nothing pricked her interest, so she sat down in her den's entrance and lifted her ears.

h e r o n l e a p
<< w a r r i o r >>
A large white tom with mismatched
eyes of forty-six moons.
tagged; --

The smooth-furred tom rolled over and cast his blue-and-green eyes around camp briefly. Cats sharing tongues, eating, the usual. Heronleap's ears twitched as he slowly sat up, wondering what to do now. Perhaps he'd find Swiftsong, and try to talk to her. Shaking his head slightly, he rasped his tongue over his foreleg in thought.

[anathema]

Yeah, I've been layin' round camp and now I may go hunting again ^.^

[.dance]

Brackenstorm
He shrugged. "Sure." he agreed. He sighed, and went put to the forest.
Hazelpool
"Ok, let's say there was a rouge attack, And Brackenstorm was seriously injured, and Heronleap was being pinned down by a rouge. Who would you save?"

[Darex The Pirate]

Shadowkit woke with a start. Jumping up he spun around looking with blind eyes seeing nothing but the night he was found alone.

[GIGABITE]

(( @Lonely Wisp: Embertail is still with Firepaw in the forest, I think. There's your recap :3 ))

|Snowstar|32 moons|Tom|White with silver tabby patches, copper eyes|//Creeksight, Wasppaw|
"We're here!" He meowed, pushing his way through a gap in a clump of brambles. He emerged in the clearing, which was bare from moons upon moons of scuffling and pawsteps over the clearing. The few clumps of grass that remained had been dug up to prevent stumbling during training and flawing a proper skill assessment. He stood in the center of the clearing, awaiting the others

|Firepaw|7 moons|She-cat|Ginger spotted tabby, green eyes|//Embertail|
"Hold on," Firepaw murmured, sniffing the air. "The scent is closer now. Whoever it is, they're a stranger and they're near the camp. We have to tell Snowstar, now!" She stared up at Embertail for a moment before turning and beginning to head back, short tail bristling in alarm."

[Darex The Pirate]

(Thank you

Embertail nodded and followed after the young apprentice. His ears were pricked up and his mouth hung open to scent the air. He didn't want to take any chances with an apprentice so young with him.

[zoketi.]

c r e e k s i g h t
<< warrior >>
A long-haired cream and grey
she-cat of twenty-five moons.
tagged; snowstar, foxpaw

The she-cat gave a satisfied swish of her tail as they arrived. She slid into the clearing after Snowstar, gazing around the familiar spot. It'd been a day or so since she and Foxpaw had done battle-training, so it was high time to get back on track. She paused nearby, twitching her grey ears. "Alright. Say we start off with a mock battle between the two 'paws?" she asked the leader, fixing her dark ocean gaze upon him. "Or whatever you wish."

p i g e o n t a i l
<< med cat >>
A slim pale tawny brown
she-cat of thirty-two moons.
tagged; shadowkit

The medicine cat stirred, brought out of her thoughts by a rustling of bedding. She fixed her hazel gaze upon the kit, and her tail whisked up as she got to her paws and slipped over towards him. "Are you okay?" she asked softly, leaning to sniff him all over for signs of injury.