PLEASE LOCK AND DELTE, MODS.

[CoolComrade]

Jaycloud started slowly on his way back to camp. If only he had gotten that molly's name! He sighed, kicking a few pebbles around in front of him. It wasn't like it mattered- she was just going to leave anyway. But what if she didn't leave? Jaycloud turned his head back around. The she-cat was still in sight. Should he go back? No. Yes? He hated making decisions. The light brown tomcat hissed angrily and kicked one of the pebbles hard enough that it flew quite a distance. He glared at it as it hit the ground, scattering some sand and dust around it. Jaycloud turned around. He was now determined to find out that beautiful molly's name! He didn't care if Scorchstar saw him talking to a rogue! He walked at a decent pace back to the molly. "I told you we'd meet again." He chuckled a little bit and sat down. "So, what is your name? And I promise I won't tell my leader where you are."

[ruui]

Pure
"Hmm?"She looked up.Oh look.It's the
tom again.Pure laid her tail on the mouse
as she sat up."Pure."She replied shortly.Pure
flicked her ear as she looked at the tom.
"You should head back to your,camp or something."She
answered,picking up the mouse.Pure looked out at the
sun,seeing it fall,she needed to find shelter.The she-cat
stood up,as she turned away from the tom."Nice knowing
you.I guess."She said once more.

[deftonesly]

{Oh, boy, oh, boy, oh boy, you guys are all writing so extravagantly well! I'll have to respond with my cats later - I have to tend to the new RP and must update things.. Amazing work, and I'm happy to see that you guys are already blossoming ;o; <33}

[CoolComrade]

(Ahhhh. Thank you so much! I'm practicing my writing skills. I was reading your posts earlier for guidance )

Jaycloud nodded. "That's a nice name," he mewed, closing his eyes and taking in her scent. It was musty, but smelled of something fresh and green. "Of course. I'll see you again, perhaps." He opened his eyes, the image of some bright and green place vanishing in the moment. "And there's a small abandoned coyote den not to far away, if you're looking for shelter," he said, pointing towards it with his tail. "It was lovely meeting you." Jaycloud dipped his head and started off quickly to DesertClan. Upon his arrival, the angry yowl of Scorchstar hit his ears. By StarClan! What's going on here? Something really bad must have happened to make Scorchstar that mad! Just then, Larkpelt's panicked yowl rang almost right next to his head, and his ears slapped down on his head. His head rang as he shook it. The dusty tom growled at Larkpelt. "Quiet down, would you? You nearly blasted my ears off my head!" Jaycloud padded closer to the incident. Poor Batpaw appeared to be cowering behind Scorchstar and Hawkcry, well, that stubborn, arrogant tom was grinning sadistically. Jaycloud padded softly over to Batpaw. "Let's get you to the medicine cat den, eh?" he whispered, putting his tail around the young apprentice, guiding him away from the angry leader and the irritating warrior.

[WildlingQueen]

(repost? i am just getting back from California so I should be on more again!)

[deftonesly]

S C O R C H S T A R
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➹ Scorchstar ➷ Tomcat ➹ Leader of DesertClan ➷ 42 moons old - eight lives left ➹ Location: Beside the Oasis lake ➷ Tags; Batpaw, Hawkcry, Larkpelt ➹
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Scorchstar's muscles tightened at Hawkcry's - clearly fake, yet moving - response to his demands. Did he really and truly look up to me? Or is he just trying to escape the wrath that I'm soon going to lay down on him? Intent to not let his puzzlement with the tabby's words show, the impressively tall brute lashed his tail once, twice, taking his time to consider the male's payment for his ludicrous actions against Batpaw. His emerald eyes, when he turned his head about, met the black tom's... and much to Scorchstar's pity, the apprentice was huddling the ground, staring up at him in an almost fearful way. The oriental shorthair's eyes then went to Hawkcry, who was watching the apprentice with a stare as hard as stone and with a malicious smile on his face. It's clear who shall pay for this... Clear as day. I'll reward you for your integrity, Batpaw, and for the fact that you didn't harm Hawkcry, but as for my former apprentice...? I've got just the thing in mind. I know how much you despise the medicine cats' den, how much you hate being copped up in camp. How does tending to Softberry's every wish for a couple moons sound to you? If anything, I should make your punishment more harsh - maybe I should even have you stick your massive paw in a trapdoor spider's nest.. But everyone knows I don't operate in such cruel ways.
I'll give you a fair punishment for now, but if you try to harm an apprentice or do something so stupid ever again? Well, you'll be sleeping with the fishes, as one would put it.
The tall, lithe male then straightened so that he towered ever more over Hawkcry, now resolute with his decision. He was well over a mouse-length above the stocky tom, and that gave the leader a feeling of certainty, power, and authority over the dark tabby, though if Hawkcry set his mind to it, he surely could take Scorchstar down with brute strength. But the orange tabby leader knew that Hawkcry, despite his bold words, would never do such a thing - one, because he was a coward, and two, because he was bound to Scorchstar in ways that only the stoic leader could see.
Scorch star heard Larkpelt approaching from behind, but held up his long, elegant tail for the young cat to halt. After all, everything had been settled and there was no need for the brown and white cat to come charging forward.
He meowed, silkily, avoiding the topic of their mentor and apprentice relationship, "You ask for me to give you any punishment? Very well, I shall make you pay dearly for what you've done... Two moons. Softberry's den. You'll be tending to her every need, every order.. In a way, she shall become your new leader for the next two moons." He thrashed his tail at the sunset air again, emerald eyes glowing bright now as he began to shove the slightly younger male into place. "Hopefully spending so much time with her, Tinypaw, Splashpaw, the elders, the queens, and their kittens will teach you a lesson. If not, then, great StarClan, there's more where that came from." He raised his head higher, impossibly higher, it seemed, and began to wrap things up once and for all. "Your punishment starts now. Go to the medicine cats' den and get started on whatever task they may give you. I'll expect daily reports of your good deeds from them, so it would be in your best interest to not complain or slack off.. Good day, Hawkcry."

H A W K C R Y
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➹ Hawkcry ➷ Tomcat ➹ Warrior of DesertClan ➷ 31 moons old ➹ Location: Beside the Oasis lake ➷ Tags; Batpaw and Scorchstar ➹
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Hawkcry couldn't deny the insane pleasure that he felt when he saw Batpaw crumple and begin to cower behind their "noble" leader. He won't be noble when he's dead.. It cannot be long until Waspclaw becomes deputy, rips Scorchstar's lives from him one by one, and takes over.. Oh, how I look forward to that day. He never believed in me - I can tell that now.. and I can also tell how much he regrets taking me under his wing.
The dark tabby studied Batpaw, lying there so submissively with his eyes watering and rolling, cheek bleeding, and his lip trembling. The massive, hulking warrior could also sense something was off with the apprentice, too. He knew a broken cat when he saw one. Whether or not the blind male would ever admit it, Hawkcry's words had torn him apart.. almost as physically as they had verbally. But that was the point - that had been Hawkcry's goal when he first offered to train with the ebony, helpless cat. You stare at me and you wonder, probably, why I even bothered to spar with you? The answer to that is simple - I want you. I want all of you. Yes, I want all of you on my side as well as Waspclaw's side when the time comes to overthrow our gutless excuse for a leader. Anger, hate, and devastation breeds strong, capable warriors - ad we'll need plenty of those to rule these lands.. I've only been pressing you, breaking you down, and hankering you to unleash your full potential. Why else would I want to train you? Without your rage and without me you are nothing! Nothing!... But oh, I'll make you into something. Something to be reckoned with. If only you realized my true intentions.. If you did, you'd be worshipping my feet, dearest Batpaw.. You would, you would, you would. You may be furious at me for all of eternity, and you may loathe me forever, but that is a good thing. I've made far worse enemies, anyhow. Bottle up that ire and release it when the time is right.. Having no control will make you a better fighter, a better hunter, a better asset to DesertClan all in all. All I need to do is get that ruthless side of you to show - the side of you that craves power and the thrill of a fight - and then you'll be..?
Our perfect weapon.
But the dark, glowering warrior's gaze was wrenched away from Batpaw's miserable face when Scorchstar addressed him. His eyes reassured their usual, bright light of contempt and arrogance, but his cocky expression vanished soon enough.. Once Scorchstar issued his punishment. His reaction was immediate, and Hawkcry, blue eyes playing and wide, was on his feet in an instant. His pelt was spiked and his haunches were raised.. He was forced to stare upward at Scorchstar when he spoke, and in those clipping eyes laid pure hatred, astonishment, and the thirst for vengeance. Hawkcry couldn't find words to yowl in his defense, which made the predicament all the more embarrassing, so all he could do was glare up at Scorchstar with his teeth gritted and hooked claws burrowed into the ground.. The dark tabby was digging such deep furrows into the Oasis floor that it hurt, but it was better to take his anger out on the earth rather than take it out on the tall cat's face.
No! No, no, no! Anything but that! I can't stand kits, I can't stand herbs, I can't stand being around weaklings! You'll regret this Scorchstar! You'll regret this, I say! You. Will. Regret. This!
Hawkcry kept his fangs clenched and his eyes furious as the leader continued, only lowering his gaze at last with a huff when Scorchstar told him to run along. The dark tabby stared, brow furrowed, teeth bared a little, and tail lashing at Batpaw and then Scorchstar one last time. As the silence dragged on, eventually Hawkcry full relented, and, hissing all the way, he stalked off with his might shoulders hunched.. Stomping his way to the medicine cat's den and continuing to spit and curse under his breath.

A N T
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➹ Ant ➷ She-cat ➹ Rogue ➷ 26 moons ➹ Location: Close to the DesertClan camp ➷ Tags; Tinypaw and Crowpaw ➹
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Ma'am? Since when do these cats have manners of all things? The last time I drew so close to their land, I nearly got my ears torn to smithereens! But, maybe, just maybe, I can work with this little cat.. Finally, someone who can address me properly instead of lashing out with fangs bared and eyes glowing with hate. This tom seems level-headed enough, but can I press it just the right way?
Ant moved forward then, a little purr bubbling in her throat. She waved around the mostly-white, gray-patched youngster, tracing her whip-like tail enchantingly along his flanks as she began to circle him. The Abyssinian was weld-renowned for her bewitching will over others - especially over males - so she wasn't afraid to fake some flirting with the much younger feline to get what she desired.. And what the skinny, underfed, declared female wanted right then and there was a nice meal and a few laps of water. That wasn't too hard of a request to make, now, was it?
Still circling around the surprised, herb-scented cat, Ant purred, silkily, innocently, her always-narrowed eyes widening a hint, "Was I trespassing? My, I had no idea... I only came for a bite to eat and something to drink - I wasn't aware that any cat lived here." The rogue's lie was foolproof - she didn't stutter, look awkward, or shift her golden stare from the cat's blue eyes.. She simply put on her best 'putfy-face' and did a little bit of a lip bite just to emphasize her point.

J A C K A L H O W L
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➹ Jackalhowl ➷ Tomcat ➹ Warrior of DesertClan ➷ 36 moons old ➹ Location : Outside the warriors den ➷ Tags; Cactusfoot and Larkpelt ➹
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As Jackalhowl hesitated, he saw Scorchstar leap in between the two arguing cats - who had finally broken apart and were now cursing, it seemed, at one another rather vulgarly. The main coon sighed, shaking his brawny head with some annoyance. What had Hawkcry gotten himself into now?
Then, with a terribly late reaction to what was happening, Larkpelt sped forward to investigate, eyes wide and pelt spiked. Jackalhowl stared after him, brow furrowed into a frown, and called out, as the younger male passed him by, "Wha-? Larkpelt, cut it out, will you? The situation has already been resolved, you dunce. Look, Scorchstar just broke up the fight and there goes Hawkcry, of to take a punishment or something. Settle down, will ya?"
For once, the mottled, thickly-furred brute was annoyed by the tom's rash behavior. Can't he stop and take a look around before barging forward, screaming all the way? If he'd just sat back like me, he would've realized that Scorchstar had handled the problem well. Scorchstar isn't helpless, and surely he doesn't need Larkpelt's assistance.

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➹ Flarepaw/ears ➷ She-cat ➹ Apprentice of DesertClan ➷ 11 moons old ➹ Location: At the Falls, beside the river ➷ Tags; Halfpaw (Snow and Thorn, though she isn't talking to them) ➹
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"Cougar?" Flarepaw pricked her namesake ears, now intrigued though still wary in the emotional, unstable apprentice's presence. Halfpaw looked ready to snap, so the black molly kept her distance, though she did settle down on her angular haunches to inquire more. Now seated beside the half-eyed tom, she added, still curious, "Never heard of a cat with the name Cougar before... Must've been a passing rouge, eh, then?" At his comment on how terribly ugly he was and how forsaken he was to look at, the thin, slightly short molly narrowed her emerald eyes with annoyance and rolled them. Flarepaw hissed, spitefully, "Are you serious, Halfpaw? Ugly? No chance of love? I say who gives a coyote's tail about this whole love thing.. Why in the world does that even matter to you? Here you are, with only one eye and low self-esteem, and all you can think about is whether or not you're desirable in a female's eyes.." She wrinkled her slender muzzle, completely put off by the black cat's ludicrousness now. "That's pretty pathetic, even for you, Halfpaw."
As she awaited the one-eyed tom's response, her eyes never left his troubled, depressed face. She wasn't even aware of the white-pelted rogue slipping into the river nearby, killing a fish, and padding off, thought she should've been.

N O E Y E S
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➹ Noeyes ➷ She-cat ➹ Elder of DesertClan ➷ 90 moons old ➹ Location: Beside the Oasis lake; close to the camp entrance ➷ Tags; Sandystrike and Rattlestorm ➹
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Noeyes' head flitted from between the two. It was obvious how much Sandystrike cared for her cousin.. and obvious how much she intended to keep him safe until the last breath left her body. Of course, Rattlestorm was a special tom, even the blind elder could pick up on that by the way he constantly stumbled and toppled to the earth. The Russian blue pitied the young warrior, but believed in him at the same time..
She meowed to Rattlestorm, sweetly, but her ears were still pinned back to hear what had become of the fight behind her, "Though you may not believe it, your cousin is only trying to do what is best for you, dearie.. What if you waltzed out of camp and met the fangs of a jackal? Especially at this time of day... They're sure to be roaming about, waiting for some cat to wander away from the safety of his family." Her brusque, slightly chiding tone turned into something more light, and she added, a purr oozing from her scraggily-furred throat, "I think you should do your best to listen to Sandystrike, young'un.. Like I said, she only has your bets interests at heart. And, no, of course you didn't bother me. Just wanted to 'see' what was what and investigate." Nosey trailed off a bit, changing the subject like any old cat would, "I heard a fight going on.." She waved her tail in the direction she'd heard the screeching emanate from, concern now scrawled across her face. "Can you tell me what is going on?"

[Oliverstorm]

Softberry

The thick furred molly's ears pricked when she heard the sounds of angry yowling from outside the camp and sat up, leaning away from the sleeping Flowertail. She hoped that she wouldn't rouse the she-cat and stepped away tentatively, shaking off sleep and fixing her pale gaze onto the entrance of the camp. It certainly doesn't sound like a rogue fight, instead Scorchstar is just angered again. The medicine cat's tail twitched side to side in irritation, shaking her head briefly. That tom just needs a whole moon to rest, he's been doing nothing but seeing rogues for the past moons. Making a quiet mew under her breath, Softberry swiveled her head around to look in the den, good. Most of the cats were here. It seemed as though Pearly had ventured out, and Dogtail was moved along with her kits to the nursery with Smallblossom. The thick tabby's pupils dilated a little more to adjust with the moonlight outside of the den and rested her behind against the ground, knowing that soon she would have an angry Scorchstar as well as the trouble-ees along with him.

Tagged;; Open

[canadianhowl]

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T i n y p a w

gender; male
crush; unknown
health; 100
rank; med cat app
mood; mixed
hunger; 85
tagged; ant, crowpaw
voice; XXXX

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➳xWhen the she cat started circling him and swished her tail at his flank is when Tinypaw started to tense up. Placing his tail in between his legs for now he kept watching her movements with suspicious blue eyes. When she spoke he made sure to check closely for any hints of a lie but he saw nothing. "Well I think it's plainly obvious. You do smell many other scents in these lands don't you? Just be careful next time where you set your paws in. Cats here get very angry when seeing an outcast as I mentioned before." He informed the she cat once more before sitting down now getting used to the affection. "Besides that what is your name anyways ma'am? I want to know so I can refer to you as your name to be more polite." The small medicine cat apprentice asked still giving a small glance at the she cat. More or less he was concerned about Crowpaw and how she would deal with this stranger giving him some attention and affection because Tinypaw could tell a bit that Crowpaw really cared about him. Once again he hoped no fights would break out as last did, over him.

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L o v i n o

gender; male
crush; softberry, open
health; 100
rank; rouge
mood; mixed
hunger; 89
tagged; open
voice; XXXX

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➳xThe rouge male had finally calmed down from his temper and was trying to reconnect to the real world. He shook his head before deciding it was best to apologize to Softberry for him ever being in her life since he just assumed he would never get a chance with her. She was the second cat he ever liked and for Lovino to ever crush, to cats that was rare. With that the rouge male made his way back into the clan territory half knowing where to go though he was still vulnerable to get lost. Sniffing the air he was looking for a trail with many scents on it which to him was a way to the camp or so he thought. But that was Lovino and he made things up just to make his tasks easier. Eventually he did find one and followed it. To his luck the scent mixed with many other scents and soon it was too much that Lovino did started to worry if he was caught this close to the clan camp. If he was attacked then he would just ask for Softberry so he could apologize to her. For once he was going to seem mature and respectful to all genders though he despised many male cats. The tom decided to lay down in hope that he was close enough that if Softberry did go out she could catch a faint scent of him and follow it.

[SingSangJisung]

9repost?)

[ruui]

Amberpaw
She walked forward,her tail swaying
behind herself.She walked towards the
fresh-killed pile,picking a rabbit.Amberpaw
looked at Firepaw,sitting next to him as she
dropped the rabbit off.

//Reposting.
If still have writer's block,
tell me.