PLEASE LOCK AND DELTE, MODS.

[majora.]

x-- spidermask --x

A delicate calico made her way back into camp, going on a little walk to let
some stress off her back. She had somehow avoided the scent of blood that
aroused a few of her clanmates, including her leader. Looking around, her
tail perked up as she blinked her bright green irises. Somebody has to be wanting
another warrior around.

x-- tallfern --x

Large as a fox, the tom darted across the desert. Running was his specialty.
Abnormally long legs shifting past each other heart-beat by heart-beat, dust
flying behind him as he leaped gracefully over bushes and mounds of dirt.
Awkward, stumbly, and so large he nearly takes up three nests in the warriors
den, the tom loved being alone. Free. Despite loving his clanmates and sister,
he knew he was a burden in most ideals. Usually hunted alone, unless rarely
asked to be along a hunting patrol; his presence usually scares off prey, so
he hunts alone for his clan as well. Speaking of hunting; The wiry tabby abruptly
stopped his race with the wind, dust clouding around his paws. Prey? His nose
twitched, ears flattening against his head to block out any distracting noises.
He crouched within half a second, staying as low as possible. That's definitly
the smell of vulture. Tallfern also loved hunting alone, because he was big
enough to take down harder prey and didn't have to injure any other of
his friends.

[canadianhowl]

xxxxxBlazepaw
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Rank: apprentice Tags: monkey, open Mood: happy Hunger: 90 Health: 100 Crush: open Mate: none

"Why thank you. First time anyone wanted me to keep my name." She purred before thinking of something else to keep their conversation going. "So when you do become apart of the clan do you want to train together? You seem like a cool guy and also do you want to be friends?"

xxxxxGraywhisker
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Rank: warrior Tags: summer, open Mood: mixed Hunger: 90 Health: 100 Crush: open Mate: none

He gave her a smirk before putting a claw on her chest. "You thought you could escape me didn't you? Just wait until I tell my leader why you were near the border. Then that's when you get a lashing." Graywhisker then looked around camp hoping someone would come help him keep this she cat down.

xxxxxTinypaw
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Rank: med cat app Tags: pearly, open Mood: calm Hunger: 90 Health: 100 Crush: open Mate: none

"That's pretty sad. Sorry that I asked." He muttered before he thought about his parents. Where were they when he needed him for when the mean cats bullied him for his appearance. Well at least he had someone who cared for him. The medicine cat apprentice thought with a sigh.

[crabodile]

Summer»She-Cat»Graywhisker

She growled and snapped at the tom but he was to heavy. "Uncle! Uncle!""Wait untilvyou're off of me-!" She puffed.

Monkey»Tom»Blazepaw

"Sure. I'd love to be friends!" He purred. 'At least she likes me a little!' He thought happily.

[Oliverstorm]

Softberry - Medicine Cat - 47 Moons - tagged; Tinypaw Pearly Monkey

Softberry listened to Pearly's story and beckoned Monkey into the den, surely the kittypet wouldn't mind a few other cats coming in. Kittypets were usually social creatures and enjoyed telling a good story, like the elders. Especially about themselves. Animals taken care of by humans tended to boast about their owners and their houses. "Hopefully your good h-nofurs, I mean, will return. Clan life could be difficult for a cat whose grown up with nofurs and the heat and lack of food and water only makes it harder." She wasn't trying to discourage the white tom - she was just stating the facts. DesertClan didn't need weak links.

[! october]

Quailfeather ; silver tabby and white she-cat ; warrior ; tagged: Spidermask

Suddenly alone, Quailfeather found herself a bit lost. Despite being shy, the little she-cat really didn't enjoy being left to herself. Well, you need to eat if you're going to be of any use to anyone. Including your apprentice. She glanced around the camp, wanting to make sure the spirited young cat hadn't dissapeared, and smiled softly to herself when she realized that Blazepaw was making friends with the newcomers. Good for her. Hopefully they won't be bad influences. The ginger apprentice was already enough of a pawful.

Drawn back to the task at hand by her rumbling belly, Quailfeather pawed a mouse from the fresh-kill pile, and regarded it for a moment before leaning down to take a bite. She chewed in silence, uncomfortable with her situation, until she noticed a calico she-cat slipping into camp. The silver and white cat quickly swallowed, brightening. "Hey, Spidermask!" she called, beckoning with her tail for the other cat. No need for me to be anxious. Scorchstar didn't bite my head off earlier- I'm on a roll today! Besides, nothing could be worse that eating alone.

[crabodile]

Monkey»Tom»Softberry

Seeing her bekon, he excused himself and padded over. "Yeah?"

[majora.]

x-- spidermask --x

The molly turned her head to the left, the black spider-like marking on her face
visible to most of the camp now. Her eyes glittered at the thought that of all the
cats in the clan, Quailfeather called her over. Usually the she-cat was introverted.
The calico, with a wave of her long tail, began to make her way towards the pretty
silver tabby. "Hello, Quailfeather." She smiled, shifting her petite body down
beside her clanmate.

[* Macey *]

Mossleap
I gasp at the stench of blood, seeing Batpaw was injured. "There's no sign of the rouge" I meow. "But what happened?!" I stay close to Scorchstar, me pelt slightly brushing his. "Did the rouge do this? I skin him!" I hiss, lashing my tail.

[deftonesly]

┌───────────────────────┐
Scorchstar
Tomcat
Oriental Shorthair
Leader of DesertClan
Age: 36 moons (8 lives left)
Location: The desert - going to the Falls
Crush/ Mate: None
Tags: Mossleap, Batpaw, and Flarepaw
└───────────────────────┘

Scorchstar felt Mossleap's tabby coat against his but that was the least of his worries. "Come on!" He yowled, speeding down the dusty, sand hill and heading towards the limping apprentice. Poor Batpaw looked as if he was in pain.. and he seemed to be angry, full of contempt... well, angry was an understatement. The tom looked furious behind those filmy eyes of his! Scorchstar stopped just before him, meowing anxiously, "Batpaw, are you all right? What happened to you? Tell me everything, please."

┌───────────────────────┐
Flarepaw (Flareears)
She-cat
Oriental Shorthair
Apprentice of DesertClan
Age: 8 moons
Location: By the Falls/ gorge
Crush/ Mate: None
Tags: Batpaw, Scorchstar, and Mossleap
└───────────────────────┘

The little... Flarepaw thought, enraged, as Batpaw ignored her and kept walking towards...
The oriental shorthair's inward yelling at the ebony tom turned to a terrified yelp when she saw her father's tabby pelt atop the final hill that led to the Falls. Oh mouse-dung, oh mouse-dung, oh mouse-dung.. The large-eared she-cat thought as she tried to squish herself to the desert floor. How she wished she could disappear - fall right through the sandy, cracked earth! Looks like Batpaw will get his chance to tell Scorchstar about my rogue incident sooner rather than later... Ugh!

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Hawkcry
Tomcat
Dark brown tabby
Warrior of DesertClan
Age: 19 moons
Location: The Wastelands - heading back to DesertClan camp
Crush/ Mate: None
Tags: Hailpaw and Snow
└───────────────────────┘

What sort of cat is this..? Hawkcry thought, staring at him with blood dripping down his face as the white tom lectured him like some bewildered kitten. You can't keep playing this rogue's games, Hawkcry... his inner conscious warned him. He knows you're tough, sure, but against him.. you have nothing to offer. He's too skilled and manipulative. If he wasn't such a talker, he'd be dead at your feet by now. Make him trust you enough, humor him for now... and when Waspclaw takes over and runs the Clan with you at his side, you'll kill him as one.
Sounds good to me. Hawkcry responded to the voice. He'll see how much I learn in time. The voices in his mind temporarily made him ignore the male, but when the rogue brushed against his ear with a smile on his skinny maw, Hawkcry growled lowly in warning, having nothing to say that the older male couldn't counter and use against him. So he kept his broad muzzle shut.
When the male started waltzing towards the camp again, Hawkcry bolted into action, saying gruffly, "I'll take the lead, thanks.." Work harder, Hawkcry. Gain his trust.. even if it's just a little bit. You'll need it when you and Waspclaw plot your revenge against him. He flicked his ears at Hailpaw, telling her to walk behind the rogue. "As for our names, I'd rather prefer that you tell us yours first," the dark tabby grunted, playing along and obeying the voices. "After all, we are leading you to our camp.. You are a visitor."

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Noeyes
Blind she-cat
Russian Blue
Elder of DesertClan
Age: 87 moons
Location: DesertClan camp - by the Oasis lake
Crush/ Mate: None
Tags: Foxfoot
└───────────────────────┘

Noeyes leaned forward to hear him when he began to whisper. She murmured, thinking of the tomcat that was the talk of the Clan and the heartthrob for all the females, "Yes.. He gives me the willies. You're not the only one. I may not have any eyes but I do know that he's trouble.. and not a good-natured troublemaker like Flarepaw, if you know what I mean."

[* Macey *]

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Mossleap
She-cat
17 moons
Warrior
Tags;Scorchstar, Batpaw, Flarepaw
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I examine Batpaws wound. "He needs Cobwebs." I scan the area, looking for anyplace a few cobwebs would be hiding. I look across the small river I the gorge and spot what looks like and abandoned den."Maybe there's some in that abandoned hole over there."I meow, pointing to it with my tail.