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[ShadowBoi]

Blood)

He smiled, though it wasn't too friendly "The name is Blood. What's your name?"

[rocoboq]

She twitched her stub and replied "My name is Spottedkit. I was a rogue like you, too, once, but Marshclan brought me in!"

[ShadowBoi]

Blood)

He rolled his eyes "I don't need a clan. I need to find my mother."

[rocoboq]

"Maybe we could help you find her. Or maybe feed you if you're hungry!" she suggested. She walked away from Whitemuzzle a bit in confidence, not as scared anymore.

[ShadowBoi]

Blood)

He sighed "If it helps, I think my mother's kittypet name was Daisy. Do I have to stay in the clan if I come with you?"

[Lunarsnow]

Gatorfoot - Male - 134 moons - outside camp w/ Whitemuzzle, Spottedkit, Blood
"Daisy..." Gatorfoot thought for a moment. "'Ey Whitemuzzle, wasn't Bluefeather called Daisy 'fore she joined?"

[ShadowBoi]

Whitemuzzle)

She slowly nodded "She never said that she had a kit." she said quietly.

[rocoboq]

"Bluefeather? I like her. She's really nice." she said to no one in particular. "Could she be his mom?"

[famouslyNobody.]

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Mildtail
Female :: Medicine Cat :: 36 Moons Old
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The medicine cat yawned at the mouth of her den. There was a sparrow in between her paws which she prodded but a few times without actually taking a bite. True, she did feel the pangs of hunger in her stomach but something had been gnawing away at her mind for some time now, though she didn't quite know what that was. With a roll of her eyes and an annoyed flick of her tail, she pushed it past and began to eat small bites until eventually, the she-cat finished. The camp was strong and healthy which was fine since it made her job easier. Soon, there would be the first gathering as the moon was nearing its full form. That would be interesting to say the least. All in all, she didn't know why she felt so nervous all the time. Perhaps it was the fact that everything was at peace for so long. Maybe she was just waiting for things to come crashing down. Hmm... what a happy thought.



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Venomfang
Male :: Warrior :: 29 Moons Old
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The clawless tom grew bored very easily and soon he was sitting on his haunches lazily. He watched Silvertail follow Fawnstep up the tree like a moron and his breath had hitched every time the silver she-cat leapt precariously to another branch. He shook his head angrily when at last the two she-cats seemed to stop and were now talking excitedly amongst themselves. He flicked his tail in annoyance and sort of stalked up to them from below and on the ground, "What in Star Clan's name are you two doing up there? Silvertail, get down."



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Silvertail
Female :: Warrior :: 33 Moons Old
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Silvertail tilted her head to one side as she peered through the branches above her. However, she could smell the eggs before she could see them and with a nod of her head she finally pinpointed their position. The nest was woven carefully in the branches and a quick check told Silvertail that the mother was nowhere to be found at the moment. That could change any time however, so she flicked her tail and slid up to where Fawnstep crouched. "Great find, Fawnstep. We should hurry, eh? Wouldn't want mama bird pecking at our hea-" The silver she cat stopped talking when she heard a rather peeved voice coming from below her and with a raised brow she watched Venomfang in confusion. "You heard me.. Are you two as dumb as mice? All it would take is one misstep and you could break a leg or something. But I suppose at this point you'd deserve it..." Silvertail opened her mouth to say something but closed it again and looked back at Fawnstep, "What's his problem?"

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Emberpaw
Male :: Apprentice :: 10 Moons Old
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At Icepaw's words he didn't even wait to go in for the first attack. The fiery tom's shoulders bunched and in quick succession that was not expected due to his size, he slunk under Icepaw's belly and out to the other side until he was behind the other cat. Then, he grabbed hold of Icepaw's tail and yanked hard, using his muscles to perhaps cause the white apprentice to lose his balance. As for one on one fighting, Emberpaw had not had a lot of it though his moves were expertly drawn out. Over and over, he would practice with himself against trees or bushes - really anything that he could dig his claws into. He would never back down from a fight. And he would never go easy on any opponent.

Icepaw was blind. But Emberpaw only saw a cat with claws and teeth so. What was the alternative? To go easy on the other? If he did that it would be an insult to booth himself and Icepaw. If everyone took pity on this apprentice than what would they teach him? No, Emberpaw would probably do the opposite and try harder. That's what he believed and if anyone thought it was harsh than tough.

[Lunarsnow]

Gatorfoot - Male - 134 moons - outside camp w/ Whitemuzzle, Spottedkit, Blood
"Hmm maybe itsa coincidence then." Gatorfoot's ear twitched as a fly buzzed by. "I do think ya should come to camp though Blood. Wouldn't be right leavin' a kit out here, plus we got food and a safe place to sleep."