.: Smokeclan :. A clan of shattered souls and broken spirits

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    Okayy, hold on...

    (i luv ur profile pic, Elemental Warrior)

    IC:
    Fallenstar padded out of his den with a yawn. The sun's morning rays were at last lighting up the camp, and the tabby streched before heading towards the freshkill pile.

    Ic: Dustypelt arose from his nest. The golden rays of light were casting down through the den in slits, making a pretty pattern on the dirt. Dustypelt shook himself off and padded into the clearing.


    Dawnkit yawned and looked out of the nursery with wide, orange eyes.

    A kitten was walking around, looking for food. 'i have not had any decent food in ages! I'm sooo hungry.. she thought, passing out on Smokeclan territory

    Fallenstar POV:


    Fallenstar flicked his tail at Dustyfur. "Im going out hunting. I'll be right back..."
    He began to head out of camp slowly, padding through the undergrowth. He spotted a pidgeon, and got into a hunting position.
    Havent seen a pidgeon here for a long time...
    He silently slithered almost snake-like across the grass, then stopped, waiting for just the right moment.
    With a large leap, he sunk his teeth into the pidgeon's neck. It let out a wail before going limp in the tom's jaws.
    He buried the pidgeon, and began to sniff around for more prey.

    The kitten was extremely close to fallenstar

    Dustypelt sat down in the clearing and began to wash his paw.


    Dawnkit screeched and jumped out of the way. "I dont wanna be a stinky RiverClan warrior again!"

    Silverkit POV:


    Silverkit rolled her eyes as she skidded to a stop. "Fine, ill be the Riverclan invader. You try to catch me," she meowed with a lash of her tail.


    Fallenstar POV:


    Fallenstar opened his mouth to scent the surrounding area. An unfamiliar scent caught his attention.
    A kit...? He thought, emerging into the clearing where the little body was laying. He began to sniff it thoughtfully, and tried to pick it up by its scruff to carry it back to camp.

    The kit was limp in his mouth

    Dawnkit nodded and crouched, ready to run.


    Dustypelt yawned. The morning suns golden rays were casting shadows on the trees.

    Silverkit POV:


    Silverkit took off across the clearing instantly, sending a cloud of dust behind her. Without warning, she ran face first into Dustyfur.
    "Oh! Sorry, Dustyfur," The yound kit meowed, embarassed.


    Fallenstar POV:


    Fallenstar layed the kit down beside the tree he had buried the pidgeon near. He quickly undug its limp body and carried it towards his find.
    "Hey, little one." He meowed, prodding the kit gently with his paw. "Would you like some food?"