❅Snowclan❅New and Accepting

[cyberdragon725]

Blazestripe:
He groaned at the thought of the medicine cat. He hated others worrying about him. Still though he stood, er, tried too anyway. It was more like a simple and the world spun just a little. Turning to where he had heard dovefeather, he was surprised to see what looked like three of her swimming in and out of focus. "Whoah." He said stumbling a little, that goofy grin still on his face.

Fallenleaf:
He nodded and lifted the prey , this time stepping in front of skywhisper to lead the parade back. A comfortable silence fell around him as cunning orange eys glanced around his surroundings before falling on skywhisper and he gave her a smile through the prey.

[Arthur Morgan.]

Skywhisper:

She smiled back at Fallenleaf, she liked him. He was a good cat. She followed him into he camp and dropped the prey into the now growing pile. She was feeling hungry, so she selected the thrush she caught for herself and settled near a bush in the camp. She was grateful for the bush's shade. She looked up, hopefully that Fallenleaf might sit with her.

[Noodle fox]

"Easy there," Dovefeather said worriedly and dashed to his side. She pushed her shoulder against his and let him lean on her. "Are you dizzy?" She asked kinda stupidly because obviously the answer would be yes. "And I don't care if you hate medicine cats I'm bringing you there, if you like it or not!" She said sternly and looked at him.

[Kydashing]

(Alive but about to sleep! Please dont mind me )

Softpaw - she cat - 12 moons

The dusty grey she cat made her way out of the apprentice den with a large yawn before a hiccup escaped. She shook her head before looking around, seeing alot of cats gone to practice or hunt. Softpaw sat beside a rock before blinking slowly.

Cross - tom - 50 moons

The brown slender tom made his way up a tree, near the edge of Snowclan's camp. He blinked his golden eyes whilst scanning the area for any cats. He then breathed a sigh. I dislike the idea of anyone finding me. He thought to himself. Cross had been alone for most of his life after the death of his twoleg owner. He didn't really interact alot with cats, but thought it was strange that camp was so far from any twolegplace. His long tail moved slowly.

Willowheart - she cat - 30 moons

The green eyeed tabby was pulling at moss hidden in the snow. Once she got a bunch or so, she took it all in her jaws and went off to the nursery to bring fresh moss. New kittens had been recently born and she wanted to assist with bedding if she wasnt currently doing something else.

[cyberdragon725]

Blazestripe:
He snorted at her question and didn't bother answering it. He didn't know why, but he's never been so comfortable around anyone before. His ears fell at her next words and he pouted like a kit but offered no further complaint. Giving into the inevitable he waited for himself to steady before beginning to walk.

Fallenleaf:
He watched as skywhisper took a thrush and he chose the vole he had captured before meeting her gaze. Realizing what she wanted he smiled to himself, picked up the vole, and padded over to where she was. "Is this spot taken?" He asked before sitting beside her with a gentle smile still on his face.

[Arthur Morgan.]

Skywhisper:

"By you," she mewed, she nibbled at the thrush. "So, what's up?" She asked through a mouthful of thrush

[Noodle fox]

Dovefeather laughed and smiled at the ginger tom. "Your pouting like a kit that isn't aloud outside of the nursery when it's snowing!" She urged him forward and she took a step. She padded along slowly, always making sure he was there and not struggling.

[cyberdragon725]

Fallenleaf:
"The sky." He said bluntly before taking a bite out of his vole. His orange eyes reflected a playfulness when they met hers.

Blazestripe:
He just pouted even more at her words and reluctantly followed thankfully they hadn't gone to far and his eyes could already see the outside of the camp.

[Arthur Morgan.]

Skywhisper rolled her eyes, glaring playfully. She batted him on his ear with a soft paw, "I meant hows life," she chuckled. She took another small bite of thrush, it was delicious.

[XxepictimexX]

Brokenkit

Name~Brokenkit
Gender~M
Age~6 moons
Rank~Kit
Personality +~ A silent fellow who enjoys alone time. Brokenkit is very neat and likes to have his surroundings organized. Always planning out other's days or future, but never his. he doesn't know what to do and wants to help his clan, but how? Not the best with romance, but does quit well with friendship. Even though nothing in appearance is broken, he is always worrying about his future name. Maybe he got his name from having a tiny broken heart, who knows?~
History~~He was adopted by the clan when he was 2 weeks old. History is to be continued~