PLEASE LOCK AND DELTE, MODS.

[WildlingQueen]

Thistle narrowed her eyes "Dusty... I believe he goes by Dustspeck here" she meowed, her long tail swished behind her. She glanced around at the other cats but couldn't find the familiar orange color of her brother.

[* Macey *]

Silverkit
My fluffy pelt is now plastered to my sides. I step out of the puddle and give it a shake. Water flies off of me, and now my pelt sticks up in places. My small paws itch to explore as I scan the camp, hoping to poke mischief into anything I can get my paws on. Bounding across the clearing, I poke my head into the elders den. I look around the small den. As well as the elders, there is also Flarepaw and Spottedpaw. Bounding up to the black molly, I prod a small paw into her side. "Flarepaw, can I have a bager ride?!" My green eyes gleam with hope as I look up at the larger cat.

Tagged; Flarepaw, Spottedpaw, Elders

[deftonesly]

Flarepaw - Apprentice of DesertClan - She-cat - 10 moons - Tags; Cactusfoot, Noeyes, and Silverkit (OPEN!)

Flarepaw grew distracted from her work on attacking a tick that was embedded in Noeyes' flank when Silverman came bouncing into the den. She was by far the most adventurous individual out of the four kittens that had been born, and stood out amongst her siblings to the oriental shorthair. Maybe beacsue they were so alike. Nonetheless, she put aside her affections for the little, two-moon-old molly and meowed sternly, but with some amusement in her voice, "Not now, Silverkit.. I have to search Noeyes' and Cactusfoot's pelts for ticks. Maybe later, once I have some free time."

Hawkcry - Warrior of DesertClan - Tomcat - 21 moons - Tags; Batpaw (OPEN!)

The dark brute had to restrain himself from letting out a mild chuckle.. He had to admit, the long-legged, ebony apprentice looked rather amusing as he toppled to the ground, squeaking pitifully all the way. Hawkcry was tempted to ask, as Batpaw regained his footing and limped back to him, if he was done yet, if he was ready to yield, but the tom looked willing to try again. Not ready to give up, eh? Feisty, hard-headed, and a stubborn one.. All good traits for what is to come.
He also seems to be rather beat-up and exhausted.. all because I keep knocking him down. Poor Batpaw has to learn how vulnerable he really is to having a cat shunt him over - he has going hearing, but it isn't enough to save him with every fight. He's rather easy to trip with those long legs of his, but enough with making him fall and feel miserable for now.
Hawkcry dove forward then, stopping before the turqoise-eyed male and rearing up on his hind legs. Still balancing himself above Batpaw, he meowed, "Let's try something standing up. As you probably know, this move is for cats with strong legs, and you have them. Rear up, then."

Noeyes - Elder of DesertClan - She-cat - 89 moons - Tags; Cactusfoot, Flarepaw, and Silverkit (OPEN!)

Noeyes purred happily as the molly rooted through her dull coat to search of the flea, and meowed her thanks to Flarepaw when she'd successfully killed the parasite. She'd moved on to her flanks when the Russian blue heard tiny paws pattering into the den.. the smell of a mother's milk wafted towards her, as well as the scent of wet cat, and Noeyes quickly established who their visitor was: none other than Silverkit, Dogtail's most rambunctious little one. The eyeless female purred with amusement as the kit bounded right up to Flarepaw, inquiring a badger ride.

Scorchstar - Leader of DesertClan - Tomcat - 38 moons, 8 lives left - Tags; Sunpaw, Thistle, and Venom (OPEN!)

Scorchstar leaned back himself then, though his emerald eyes were still ferociously slitted. "Dustspeck?" I thought I knew everything about my cats.. Maybe I was wrong. Maybe I don't know my Clanmates as well as I thought I did. He sighed, understanding filling his eyes then as he cooled himself down, widening his eyes more. "I see.." With a final glance at the molly, he turned to the long-tooted, tuxedo female beside Thistle, addressing her now that she'd let her companion off the hook, "And you, then? What is your business here? Unless you have family in DesertClan, of course."

Jackalhowl - Warrior of DesertClan - Tomcat - 35 moons - Tags; Whisperingnight (OPEN!)

The main coon shifted some more, making the branches of his shelter crackle and quake raucously. He turned around fully, facing the gray and black, amber-eyed molly with grief and something resembling remorse hidden deep in his glowing yellow-green eyes. "Very well. And, there's no need to hide what I'm about to tell you from everyone. Every cat in the camp is aware of what happened, with the exception of slightly younger cats like yourself." The bulky, dark-colored tomcat sighs softly again, tucking a paw beneath his thickly-furred chest. "It happened when I was five moons old. I had a brother back then, Grasstooth, and he was one of the most gallant and brave cats I knew. We were so different.. me being so... secluded as I am, and him being so outgoing and courageous all the time. He was often like young Flarepaw, even as a kit he was seeking adventure.
"Anyway, we were becoming apprentices the next morning, but he dragged me along with him outside of the camp and into the desert. We went to to Falls, getting too ahead of ourselves and not wanting to wait until the morning once we were no longer kittens, as any eager young cat would be like." Jackalhowl looked down at the wet, water-doused earth below him, shrinking back as a light raindrop dashed his pink nose with a snort. The poor, older tom's eyes were still retaining their morose and grieving look in them, and he paused for a spell before steeling himself enough to continue with his tale.
"When we got there, we started play fighting. We got too close to the edge of the river, and.. and.. I accidentally shoved him off of me. Right into the water. He disappeared, and we can only assume he is dead." The main coon's voice, uncharacteristically, rose in pitch, "I killed him, and I've never forgiven myself for doing so. I've not been near the Falls since."

[ShadowBoi]

(I have an idea for a plot twist! Flowers, if it's alright with you, could I make Grasstooth and say that he never really died?!)

[Olivesaurus]

(Reposts/recap. Sorry I'm at work and business just died down.)

[ShadowBoi]

Cougar)

He wanted to join. He smiled slightly and got up, looking at Flowertail May I join? he mouthed, his eyes bright.

[ShadowBoi]

Flameclaw

Flameclaw took a step back, startled, "Join our clan? You really think we'd just let you come into our clan after you instigate a fight?" Flameclaw knew the fight was mostly his fault but Summer had hit him first. Then, remembering his own experience, Flameclaw rephrased his previous statement, "I mean, I guess you proved you can fight but she," he jerked his head towards Summer and winced as his wounds stretched, "clearly has no respect for clan ways! Right Flowertail?" Flameclaw turned to the she cat, hoping for support.

[ShadowBoi]

Cougar)

He flattened his ears slightly and sighed, glancing over at Summer. He had his chance at what he wanted, and even though Summer was great, he wouldn't miss out on it because of her.

[ruui]

Pricklenose nodded to Troutsplash, his eyes narrowing. "I'll come, definitely." The Siberian cat didn't quite like rouges after what had gone on between one and his sister. He'd help. Especially now that there was more and more rouges appearing.

Swallowpaw sat down after shaking rain droplets out of her pelt. "Sorry." She murmured to Fallenpaw, who she's accidently showeder with droplets in the process.

Fallenpaw
"It's fine."He chuckled slightly.Fallenpaw
looked at Swallowpaw,as he groomed himself
slowly.

[Oliverstorm]

While Lovino padded off to go hunt, Softberry got to her own paws and decided to check out that patch of green that she had seen. Closer inspection revealed a small cactus, which was useful. But she'd leave it for now and let it grow. Scenting the air, the molly shook her slightly damp pelt and scanned the territory for any other signs of foliage.