PLEASE LOCK AND DELTE, MODS.

[jarvis.]

Sandystrike
rank;; warrior -- apprentice;; none -- tags;; finchstep
She sighed and smiled a bit. "I don't know. After a loss like that, I'm sure it's hard to go back to how he used to be." The spotted she-cat's ears flicked as she thought over it. "I do know that he used to be happy and not as stern as he is now, but he put up walls. It would probably be hard to get through them to how he is inside."

F i n c h s t e p
tomcat - warrior - 30 moons - tags; Sandystrike

The tomcat was about to respond when another commotion interrupted him. "Hm, it seems another rogue has arrived. Three in one day? That's got to be a record," he mewed in surprise. "C'mon, let's go check it out." With that, he rose quickly to his paws and joined the growing crowd around the new loner. His white pelt was tinted red from his blood and Finchstep eyed Hawkcry, the cause of the bloodshed. What exactly happened here?

F o x f o o t
tomcat - elder - 89 moons - tags; Noeyes

Swallowing yet another cough, the elder placed a tail on Noeyes' shoulder in an attempt to lead her towards the commotion. "Shall we go check out what's happening over there?" he suggested, straining his neck to see what the hubbub was all about. "It appears there's another rogue. . . and he's wounded!" he explained to the blind she-cat by his side.

[deftonesly]

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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
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"Wounded, you say? Way to make our first impression on a possible new member to the Clan." Noeyes faced Foxfoot at his touch, chuckling slightly. "Yes, let's get closer.. Who's in the patrol and who wounded him, do ya think?" She asked as they set off toward the camp entrance with the tomcat at her side.

[majora.]

x-- spidermask --x

The elegant she-act examined Hawkcry's wounds, then her ears diverted behind her as she heard
the wails of Dogtail. Her kits are coming now? Well then. Seeing as to Softberry had already made
it there, she put her focus back on the group of cats there. The words of acceptance to this strange
tom in the clan that came from the ginger tabby's mouth had shocked Spidermask. Surely he can't
be mousebrained enough to just accept this suspicious tom into the heart of our clan? She wanted
to speak up, but knew it'd only cause her a silence and embarassment.

x-- frecklekit --x

The tiny snowshoe squirmed quietly under her mother's warm touch, nosing around the rough
floors below her and attempting to adventure towards Dogtail. Her tiny nose rubbed against the
queen's stomach, destined to find a teet to latch upon. Once found, the brown white and black
fae began to feed, milk filling her body with warmth along with her mother's soft fur.

[WildlingQueen]

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Dᴜsᴛsᴘᴇᴄᴋ
Tᴏᴍ
28 ᴍᴏᴏɴs
Wᴀʀʀɪᴏʀ
Cʀᴜsʜ: Nᴏɴᴇ
Mᴀᴛᴇ: Nᴏɴᴇ
Sᴀɴᴅ
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Dustspeck watched the young she-cat slink over toward the fresh-kill pile and a gratefulness settled in his stomach. "Thank you" he purred, his tail flicking "I haven't eaten today" he meowed softly. Having been a loner, accepted so graciously into the clan, he always felt the need to care for the Clan cats first. He would make sure they had prey, go on any border patrol that was asked of him... anything... but he never felt like it was enough. "If you don't go on patrol, maybe I could ask Scorchstar if we could go on a hunt together... I mean if you would like?" he meowed, trying to be considerate of the she-cats quietness. "You don't have to say anything, a simple shake or nod of the head suits me just fine" he finished, his pelt bristling with embarrassment You're so pathetic, can't even talk to a she-cat. What is wrong with you? he hissed inwardly, his eyes darting back towards the limp rabbit between his paws.

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Cᴏʏᴏᴛᴇᴄʟᴀᴡ
Sʜᴇ-ᴄᴀᴛ
20 ᴍᴏᴏɴs
Wᴀʀʀɪᴏʀ
Cʀᴜsʜ: Nᴏɴᴇ
Mᴀᴛᴇ: Nᴏɴᴇ
Tᴀɴ ᴀɴᴅ Bʟᴀᴄᴋ
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Coyoteclaw purred at the confused look in his eyes "What would you like to hunt? Or what would you like to eat?" she meowed, her tail twitching in amusement. She let her pelt brush his to reassure him that he would be fine with her. She understood, and it didn't matter if he scared away some prey. To her, he deserved to be treated like any other cat. A two cat hunt was easier to deal with than many cats anyways.

[* Macey *]

Thorn
I watch as the sun slowly sets on the horizon. My gaze is hopeful as I await the arrival of the black she-cat.

Mossleap
I'm slightly shocked at Schorchstar's friendlyness towards the rouge. It's his decision though. And I respect that, because I respect him. I stand next to him, Examining the pearly white cat who's pelt is dotted with blood.

Breezepaw
I purr. "I'm sure you taught him a lesson. But if you chased him off, why are you stuck cleaning the elders den?" I meow. My spotted pelt shimers in the light. I'd gotten my glossy fur from my mother, just like my sister. But she got her tabby stripes from both our mother and her father. I'd gotten my spots from my father, a passing rouge.

Silverkit
My tiny nose twiches as I search for my mother. I let out a tiny squeal, lost in the darkness of my sealed eyes. Using my paws I maneuver over to the sweet smell, finding a place to suckle and fill my tiny belly.

[deftonesly]

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Flarepaw (Flareears)
She-cat
Oriental Shorthair
Apprentice of DesertClan
Age: 8 moons
Location: DesertClan camp - moving to get a closer look at what's happening
Crush/ Mate: None
Tags: Spottedpaw and Breezepaw
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Flarepaw gulped, still attempting to disquise her lies. She didn't think Breezepaw would keep pestering her... lie after lie kept coming from the ebony she-cat's maw! She meowed, maintaining her confidence and dignity somehow, "Yeah, well.. you know Batpaw. he made me tag along with him to get herbs down by the Falls, and when I heard something, I abandoned him to fight that scoundrel. He must've been pretty mad about me running off, the mangy furball!"

[jarvis.]

( aw Dustspeck is adorable ))

O w l f l i g h t
she-cat - warrior - 16 moons - camp - tags; Dustspeck

The she-cat's pelt felt aflame as she realized how rude Dustspeck must have though she was. With a soft cough of embarrassment, she decided a few words wouldn't hurt her. "Uh, hunting sounds fine," she mewed incredibly quietly, nodding her head vigorously. The truth was, she got rather nervous around other cats and feared being judged for being a former loner. Her tail automatically curled tightly around her paws, an old nervous habit she developed when she first joined DesertClan. Owlflight found that her throat felt terribly dry and swallowed before whispering and motioning towards the rabbit between her and Dustspeck with her tail, "Do you want to share?"

[WildlingQueen]

(He is also socially awkward but his is more not knowing what to say lol /.\ I may have to get off right now, but I will be on again tomorrow and if I can respond more tonight, that is if I have phone service, I will. After tomorrow I should have full access to internet again!)


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Dᴜsᴛsᴘᴇᴄᴋ
Tᴏᴍ
28 ᴍᴏᴏɴs
Wᴀʀʀɪᴏʀ
Cʀᴜsʜ: Nᴏɴᴇ
Mᴀᴛᴇ: Nᴏɴᴇ
Sᴀɴᴅ
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Dustspeck watched the she-cats movements closely, but purred softly at her answer "Great, I am sure Scorchstar wouldn't mind some cats going out to hunt... I can... um... ask her if you'd like" he meowed, glancing towards the leader. He felt his pelt grow hot as his words tumbled from his mouth. 'Stupid furball, you just can't keep your mouth shut can you.' he thought inwardly, clenching his jaw, something he had done since he was a kit if he got nervous. He shook himself back to reality at the question, his eyes glancing downward at the rabbit. He pushed the rabbit towards her gently, his eyes softening. "Sure, you first." he meowed, tucking his tail around his side.

[ruui]

Fallenpaw
"Hmm."He mumbled.Fallenpaw
looked around for a clue but haven't found one.

Swallowpaw|Fae|Apprentice|Mentor: Fawnleap
No crush|Location: X|Tags: Fallenpaw

Swallowpaw scented the air. "I've heard it takes practically all day to get there. So for now, I'm stuck exploring the territory." Her black tail flicked as she sniffed around for something that would satisfy her interests.

Fallenpaw
He nodded in reply.
Fallenpaw looked around
seeing streams and about enough dirt.

[Olivesaurus]

Swallowpaw suddenly stopped moving. "Look!" She padded over to a hole, sniffing it.