Lostclan (Accepting) + poll

[fire,]

Redpaw

The tabby tom sighed, having sorted all of the disorganized herbs. Now what could he do? Even if he did wake Brambleshade, the Medicine Cat still wouldn't teach him how to use poisonous berries and herbs until sunset. Hm. I guess I could go find more. Apprentices weren't aloud out without a warrior, but Medicine Cat Apprentices were if they were out collecting herbs and such. Besides, he needed some fresh air. Even for a cat of his rank, the bitter smell of medicine could be overwhelming. He flicked his tail blankly as he sprinted out of camp, Beech Leaves in his jaws. After a bit, he set the leaves down to scent the air for where certain plants might be growing. "Mousedung, I can't smell a single herb that would be helpful later on." He cursed, picking the Beech Leaves back up and continuing to let his paws do the work instead of his nose.

[Izzy_Bee92]

Winterfall smiled and nodded. "Yeah. If only their father could see them now," she murmured, mostly to herself. Then she shook her head to clear it and smiled again. "They're so full of energy," she purred.

Whitekit smiled and looked at Swiftkit. "How about we play tag? Swiftkit's it!" She squeaked and the littermates scattered. Whitekit bounded behind a bush and crouched there, giggling uncontrollably.

Frostkit squealed in suprise and scrambled away from Swiftkit, hiding behind a large rock.

Smokekit didn't run away from Swiftkit. He stood in front of her, wiggling his hindquarters and sticking his tongue out. He giggled and teased his denmate. "Bet you can't catch me!" He taunted, paws ready to move.

[72027]

Loststar
Loststar reached the camp entrance and slowed down a bit. Loststar spotted the fresh kill pile and set the squirrel she caught on the pile. Loststar padded to the high rock, and stood on the very top. The cats that aren't here will have the news passed to them Loststar yowled out "Let all cats old enough to catch their own prey, gather here beneath the Highrock for a Clan meeting".

Brambleshade
Brambleshade heard Loststar's call. Brambleshade rolled over, and he soon felt no stone underneath him, only air, I've rolled off the side. "Fox dung" Brambleshade spat as he stood up and ran to the Highrock.

Moonclaw
Moonclaw spoke, her voice sounding a bit high pitched than usual "Today, I will show you how to use trees to attack your enemy. This is my favorite way to battle"!




This is what the rock Brambleshade was laying on looked like:

[fire,]

Redpaw

Redpaw's eyes suddenly had a little spark of excitement, and that didn't happen often. "Catmint!" He meowed to himself, beginning to sprint over to the edge of the border where the Twoleg Dens resided. The scent of Loststar was fresh, as well as a scent of blood. She must have hunted here... He thought, continuing to sniff for the cherished herb. He perked his ears slightly as a soft growl was heard inches away from the patch of Catmint. Suddenly the strong scent of a fox made his nostrils flare, and for once the orange tabby tom was getting frightened. He had been taught basic fighting skills, but that wasn't enough to take down one of the reddish beasts. He began to slowly back away, the Beech Leaves escaping from his jaws. He then pulled himself back together, having an idea to try and get out of the situation. Being a LostClan cat, Redpaw easily jumped onto one of the forests' oddly-shaped trees, as he knew foxes couldn't climb. The problem was getting down. The vixen wouldn't stop stalking the tree, as she would think that as soon as she turned her back her pups would be in danger. All the Medicine Cat Apprentice could do was give a bout of hisses, hoping he could intimidate the fox, which of course failed.

[Carmilla Karnstein]

(Swiftkit is a Tom.)
Swiftkit
He squealed and chased the other kits around. He was having so much fun he didn't think anyone would want to play with him. He ran after Whitekit.

Silverstrike
She nodded agreeing "yeah, I know how you feel. I lost my mate to a badger when Scarletpaw was a kit. Just barely 2 moons." She meowed and watched the kits. "They are full of energy, it's great. I remember having all that energy." She smiled

[Izzy_Bee92]

Oops sorry)

Whitekit squealed and raced away from Swiftkit, nearly tripping over the little pebbles. She didn't mind the leader's call; none of the nursery kits were old enough to be apprentices and nobody was really ready for a warrior ceremony, so she kept playing. She squealed as she tripped over a pebble and tried to scramble to her feet before her denmate reached her.

Smokekit tilted his head when Swiftkit chased after Whitekit instead, then swiftly bounced away from the kit.

Frostkit giggled uncontrollably as she watched her sister.

Winterfall sighed. "Their father probably doesn't even know of their existence," she whispered, then sighed. "When I was a kit, my littermates and I were not necessarily allowed to wrestle and play rough like here. We never really had any fun. That was a downside from living with humans as a pampered housecat- I mean kittypet."

[Carmilla Karnstein]

Swiftkit
he quickly caught her and smiled "You're it!" he called and raced away towards the others laughing

Silverstrike
she listened to her friends words and her heart ached for her. "I'm sorry Winterfall. If its any Consolation, Swiftkit doesnt even know his father. and honestly, Neither do i." she said and sighed "and kittypet life sounds horrible." she said softly "No offense."

[72027]

(Loststar called a clan meeting)

[Carmilla Karnstein]

(Queens and kits dont have to really pay attenton.)

[Izzy_Bee92]

Whitekit squealed as she felt Swiftkit tag her. "Hey!" She squeaked and bounced raced after Smokekit, who was taunting her. She slammed her paw on her brother's tail, then ran off into another direction.

Smokekit thudded to the ground with a grunt and stood, shaking his fur. He growled playfully and charged after Swiftkit, his soft paws pounding against the ground as he chased after his denmate.

Winterfall shrugged. "Their father Smoky was a great tom. He was just like me - pampered and loved. It was really great, to be honest. My owners loved and adored me, but then I saw how my littermates were treated. Their owners abused them, and I really saw how normal kittypets were treated. I was the lucky one of my siblings. White was given to an animal shelter - that's what we called the place where homeless kittypets and dogs go. It's a horrible, horrible place. And Frost, she was taken away to another town. I saw her once - her fur was scruffy, she was covered in scratches and scars. It was just terrible to see her like that. Then some terrible people killed my owners and I was forced to abandon the only home I've ever known. I ran from my friends. I ran from my family. I ran from my love. I ran from my fame - Winter, the Diamond of Farwell, never to be seen again." Winterfall's voice cracked and faded away. She had never told anyone of her history before. When she had first arrived at the clan, she was so quiet and shy. She refused to speak of her past and where she came from. Silverstrike was the first cat she ever told. She looked down at her silver, diamond-studded necklace and sighed, eyes sad.

Farwell was her owner's family name)