[❝☁.] ＳＴＯＲＭＣＬＡＮ [↪ＯＰＥＮ ❞]

[.kingdom.]

((Or they could act like they were Tigerheart and Cloverwing's, if Cloverwoods is okay with that)

Tigerheart nodded. "Alright." He answered, standing back up and starting out of the den.

[storm coming.]

[[but how would cloverwing nurse them if she doesn't have any milk..?
I like the idea though. c: Maybe Cloverwing could be expecting and give birth before Beetlenose. (Idk if Cloverwoods is okay with this of course)]]

[`sappho]

[if you make the queen and the queen still has kits do you mind if i am one of her kits]

elmfang nodded. "alright, i just don't want her to starve," he said. he really couldn't deal with anymore death or loss at the moment, and defiantly not his own kit after his mate and other two kits. "so you and witheredcloud ae mates now?" he asked, kind of just guessing off what he had seen.

[72027]

[I may not be on much this week as I will be studying for midterm exams and my family is hosting a euker party tonight, so I may be going to a friends house if I'm not going skiing next morning due to a winter weather advisory. Just a heads up. c: I'm sorry if this is confusing.]

[crabodile]

[[Track- about 5 more pgs!]]

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Female || 18 moons || Medicine Cat || Tiny, runt sized black cat with golden eyes || Mate/Crush: Fadedecho/Fadedecho || Tags: open || Expecting.

Beetlenose lay in her nest, breathing slowly. She drifted into a soft sleep.

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Male || 19 moons || Medium sized tom with fuffy tan-ish fur and green eyes || Mate/crush: --- || Tags: Dixie, Tigerheart

Lion jumped away, and ran into the forest. He ran blurry eyed, and into a tree. He heard cats and he squeezed under the roots.

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Female || 23 moons || Medium sized she-cat with orange eyes and orange-ish tabby fluffed fur || Mate/Crush: None/Thornstep || Tags: Grey, cats, Thornstep

Beestrike jumped from her tree, haunches rasied. She lunged straight for the coyote- onto his back and teeth into the throat.

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Male || 12 moons || Medium sized tom with tabby orange fur and hazel eyes || Mate/Crush: --- || Tags: open

Foxpaw is open.

ⓌⒽⒾⓉⒺ ⒷⒾⓇⒸⒽ

Female || Four years || A large female fox with a orange back and white underbelly and brown eyes || Mate/Crush: Wild/Wild ||Tags: Grey

White Birch went after the smaller mamal, and skidding between Thornstep and him. She growled and scratched Grey's nose.

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Male || One year || A small-ish male fox with many mixed colors in his pelt and brown eyes || Mate/Crush: --- || Tags: cats

Sam stopped. He fled towards his den. He barked for Wild then ran off to the clan cats camp. He skidded in. He howled and looked around worriedly. He barked loudly for help.

[72027]

| Yin |
| She-cat |
| Warrior |
| 24 moons |
| Camp |
| Sam |

Yin heard the fox barking I know a little fox she thought to herself and made out a little tone in the barks. Sounds like they need help, I will see what it is. Yin sped over to the fox and nodded as a sign that she will help.

| Gray |
| Male |
| Wild Coyote |
| 10 moons |
| Forest |
| White Birch |

Gray felt the cut on his nose open up again and he snarled at the vixen, snapping at it as a sign to stay away. Gray stabbed his claws into White Birch's side.

[storm coming.]

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 T H E B A S I C S

Name; Deerwing
Age; Sixty five moons
Gender; She-Cat
Rank; Queen
Desired Rank; N/A
Description; Picture shown above. ↑↑
Sexuality; Straight

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D I G G I N G D E E P E R
Personality; She is really soially awkward
and very quiet. She only has a couple of close friends because she
doesn't really like to be social.
History; Deerwing fell in love with a rogue
who died from a fox before she gave birth. She had two kits, one
died at birth. (The other is open for Blackpearl44 to play)
Kin;
Mother- Moonsong (dead)
Father- Cloudpelt (dead)
Siblings- None

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L O V E L I F E
Mate; Dead
Kits; Open
Crush; Open

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E X T R A I N F O R M A T I O N
Future name(s); N/A
Past name(s); Deerkit, Deerpaw
Past mentors/apprentices; Lionfang, Moosepaw
Current mentor/apprentice; N/A
Scars; One in particular is the tip of her ear.
Other; Nope.

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[.kingdom.]

((Would it be alright if I had a cat from LakeClan have a crush on a cat from here? I need to keep it going, so StormClan doesn't have a dead border))

[storm coming.]

[[Yeah and don't worry!
I will help you keep it alive. c;]]

O W L W I N G
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Owlwing nodded, smiling happily. "Yeah... she's
wonderful." he replied as they walked into camp. He headed
over to the nursery and lookes inside for Deerwing.
"Deerwing? Will you maybe foster this kit? It's Elmfang's
and Fawnstep's... but Fawnstep gave birth too early
and passed away. Her name is Fawnkit."
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She nodded instantly. Deerwing loved kits and
wouldn't mind another. "Of course! I can't just let her
die!" she said quietly and gently grabbed Fawnkit
from Witheredcloud. She scootched the kit close
to her stomach and groomed her fur the opposite
way to warm her up.
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[Irusu]

♕ C E D A R P A W ♕
♕ Male ♕♕ Camp ♕♕ Apprentice ♕♕ Tagged; Open ♕

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Cedarpaw stood silently as he considered what the other apprentice was saying. ''Yeah, it would definitely be boring to go on a patrol.'' The brown tabby was hesitant to agree to a competition. He was usually good at hunting and if he was in a competition, he was going to have to stay focused for a very long time. But then again, making it a competition did make hunting seem a lot more interesting to him. ''A competition sounds great,'' the tom smiled in agreement. ''Now we just have to decide what the terms are. When will we start the competition?''
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♕ F R O S T T A I L ♕
♕ Male ♕♕ Camp ♕♕ Warrior ♕♕ Tagged; Mousewhisker ♕

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The white warrior flattened his ears against his head as he heard the commotion that went on. His blue eyes gleamed with worry for the clan as he glanced towards the entrance occasionally. After the badger attack had happened, the tom started to feel the tiniest bit paranoid. ''Well, I've caught scents that were stale, but none of them were fresh. Frosttail looked back towards Mousewhisker, his voice filled with worry for the clan, ''I hope that everyone's okay.'' His fluffy tail swept from side to side.
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({I have Shadowheart, Moonpaw, Flarepaw, and Crowsong all open.})