PLEASE LOCK AND DELTE, MODS.

[Olivesaurus]

"I know, Hawkcry. You're a fine warrior, and together, with the help of this tom, we'll get closer to our goal." Waspclaw meowed, but stopped speaking as Fawnleap appeared. The pretty she-cat made his heart race, and sometimes she made him unable to focus. "No no, it's fine." He insisted. "Hawkcry, Fawnleap's right. Your wounds need checked."

[jarvis.]

F a w n l e a p
she-cat - warrior - 30 moons - camp - tags; Hawkcry, Waspclaw

The green-eyed warrior smiled in appreciation at the handsome tabby beside her. Hawkcry definitely would have refused her if it weren't for the warrior that he idolized. "It's important your wounds don't get infected or you won't be able to become the best warrior you can be," she warned the younger warrior. She looked back over at Waspclaw and tilted her head curiously, "Don't you guys think it's a bit strange that so many rogues have joined our ranks recently?"

[crabodile]

Dogtail

"I guess. But now I need to wait 6 long moons until they can be apprentices. I doubt highly one of my beautiful kits will have that chance. I know they deserve to be leader, but its hard to get that far," she answered and purred to her kits.

[deftonesly]

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Hawkcry
Tomcat
Dark brown tabby
Warrior of DesertClan
Age: 19 moons
Location: DesertClan camp
Crush/ Mate: None
Tags: Waspclaw and Fawnleap
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Hawkcry literally puffed his chest up in pride at his idol's words, and his wide, icy blue eyes glittered with cockiness and slef-involvement. "Thank you," He purred, forgetting all about the rogue and what this could mean for them.. he simply basked in the tom's praise until Fawnleap bounded up. The dark tabby enchanted a glance with Waspclaw, and arched a furry eyebrow at him, knowing fully well how much the tom liked Fawnleap and, well, desired her. "I'm fine.." Hawkcry meowed politely, ducking his head at the white and orange female. "And yes, I was actually on my way there. Good evening, you two." He said the word two with specific emphasis, and, with a little teasing smirk, bounded off to the medicine cats' den.

[Oliverstorm]

Softberry shrugged her large shoulders and watched Stripekit mewl in his sleep, teeny tiny claws kneading into Dogtail's stomach. "Still, they could be senior warriors someday. Scorchstar has many lives left - and that's a blessing we should be thankful for." The thick furred molly purred, staying positive for this situation. "But the point is, for the next six months and the rest of their lives, they will need you."

She turned her head when she heard Hawkcry padding into her den, getting to her paws with relief in her eyes. "There you are! If you weren't coming in sooner I would've dragged you by your ears." She chuckled and whisked her tail away from Dogtail to focus on her new patient. "So what all's wounded on you?"

[SchyBug]

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➳ name ;; hailpaw
➳ location ;; camp
➳ rank ;; apprentice
➳ crush ;; unknown
➳ tags ;; open

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➳Watching carefully as her leader was deep in thought, Hailpaw's tail lashed back and forth. Is he actually going to allow this tom into their home? Their sanctuary? Wanting to protest, it took every once of self-control the molly had to not say anything and to keep quite about it. Hearing Scorchstar dismiss the growing cluster of felines in the clearing, she forced herself to leave the two toms to speak in private; although she'd give anything to change her leader's mind. Tail still swinging from one side to the other in an angry fashion, the apprentice padded towards the apprentices' den. Her stomach rumbled with hungry, but she didn't feel much like eating. Perhaps tomorrow morning before Mossleap took her out training.

[Olivesaurus]

W a s p c l a w
tom - warrior - 25 moons - crush: fawnleap - apprentice: batpaw
feeling: slightly embarassed - location: camp - tags: fawnleap

The tom scowled as Hawkcry left. The tom knew how much he liked Fawnleap, and him teasing wasn't exactly helping. Waspclaw shook his head and meowed,"I suppose so. Perhaps they're all looking for somewhere to stay. I mean, the prey runs well here, and that draws them in pretty well." To be honest, the tom was delighted that several rouges and loners were coming in. The more the better, a cat could say.

[deftonesly]

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Hawkcry
Tomcat
Dark brown tabby
Warrior of DesertClan
Age: 19 moons
Location: DesertClan camp - medicine cats' den
Crush/ Mate: None
Tags: Softberry
└───────────────────────┘

The great warrior snorted wryly, sarcastically, and meowed, "Well... you would've had to have dragged me in here by my one remaining ear, really. All thanks to that rogue scum.." He let out a bitter hiss, before sitting down and wrapping his long tail elegantly over his paws. "As for my wounds.. I'm missing part of an ear, and I got slashed on the chest and neck a bit.. but other than that there's nothing really. Just a few scratches and bites."

{Waspclaw's apprentice is Batpaw, btw! ^^}

[jarvis.]

F a w n l e a p
she-cat - warrior - 30 moons - camp - tags; Waspclaw

Fawnleap looked at Hawkcry is surprise as he padded away, shocked that he had actually gone without much of a fight. As Waspclaw spoke, she listened intently to the tom's words, nodding every once in a while. "Ah, that sounds reasonable. I supposed I can't blame a cat for trying to survive," she mewed thoughtfully. "Well, I've been hunting all day and haven't had the chance to eat. Would you like to share something?"

[yeeee.]

Snow watched the crowd finally disperse, idly twirling his feathery tail 'till Scorchstar motioned for him to follow him. Obediently padding forth in the strangely jovial gait of his, the pearl cat passed through the camp, seeing it unblocked for the first time. The vegetation and water teeming at it's center seemed so very extravagant to him- this clan was quite lucky to be able to obtain and hold such a position. And they know it. That is why the entrance is blocked with thorns. Once Scorchstar spoke, Snow turned to face the long legged tomcat before him. Dear? Ahhh, it seems someone has caught a case of sweet tongue. You wish to delve into my secrets, hm?

But Snow offered no comment. His honeyed voice tinged with a bit of a purr, the older pearl tom stated, "Snow." There is a reason I didn't reveal my name. Because, aptly put, we are in the desert. A name like Snow indicates that I am not even from this region. But ah, it is probably apparent by my pearl fur.

Tagged ;; Scorchstar

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Spottedpaw's name pricked upon hearing Flarepaw's snarl. Backing away as the pale emerald eyes locked upon her golden ones, the tall molly flattened ears. As the silence continued, the golden molly cleared her throat. But before she could speak, Flarepaw began to speak. "Hey, don't get mad at me- it's not my fault you messed up," Spottedpaw grumbled, but her ears lifted so high they almsot touched at the tips. "I swear!" Oh gosh, she's telling me a big secret- this is so cool! It's about time, geeze! I finally gotcha, Flarepaw- you better tell me the truth, fully, or I'll call you out again!

Tagged ;; Flarepaw