MistClan~Rp thread

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    Ooc: Did I still do good?


    Raven started to breathe more strongly as the young apprentice worked.


    Windstrike suddenly remembered something. Something that would change all of their lives forever. She leaped up and raced out of camp.


    Ooc: this one is more realistic.

    Ashfur looked around, before bounding over to Windstrike. "Okay," he mewed, glancing back at the loner. Ashfur was sure no-one would mind, he wasn't a medicine cat, he'd done all he could to help.

    Ooc: just remember what i put in the rules Toby....


    Breezestar looked after her deputy, questions burning in her silver eyes. She shook then off and ficused instead on the loner. "Adderfang will be proud." She told Mintpaw before turning to the black tom. "Can you speak? Who are you?" Breezestar inquired, her proud gaze locking with the loner's


    Featherwisp followed, now at a slower pace. The trail didn' seem to be that of many cats, just one as it stret hed across MistClan territory. When they finally reached the border she stopped. "I don't think he brought others, his blood trail didn't show any signs of pursuit." She said with a flick of her tail. "Do we check all the way around the border now Baysong?" She asked him, herpaws itching to get moving again.

    Mintpaw purred at Breezestar's compliment and looked up at her with shining pale green eyes, before returning his gaze to the injured loner.

    [size=7pt]Baysong looked down and the ground in front of him. He shook his head. "No, it doesn't look like anyone else came with him. I think this will be enough to satisfy Breezestar." He looked up at Featherwisp for a moment, then turned and trotted towards camp. "Come along, then."[/size]

    [size=7pt]Baysong strutted over to his leader. "There wasn't a sign of any other cats, Breezestar," he reported. The warrior looked over to Featherwisp to see if she had anything to add.[/size]

    Featherwisp flicked her tail. "We found the loner's blood trail, and it seems he came from our furthest border, nearer to the mountains." She added, dipping her head. "It showed there were no others, just the one injured here." She finished her report and Breezestar nodded. "Very good." She said nodding lightly in dismissal. Featherwisp dipped her head again and padded over to a sunny spot, deciding her ruffled pelt could do with a good grooming.

    [size=4]SpottedWing[/size]



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    SpottedWing sat patiently, her tail was curled over her paws as she sat beside her patrol. She didn't like how they didn't continue. She half hoped they would find someone.
    (very very low muse, sorry I'm running low on steam)

    Brushfur woke up with the bright morning sun gleaming in her amber eyes. She got up and groomed her messy fur, then padded out into the clearing. She stared at the black cat near the medicine den. "Who's he?" she asked, walking up to him.

    "Seems reasonable," she mewed. She looked at him with eyes narrowed. "Why were you driven off?"

    Breezestar blinked as the loner responded to Brushfur's question. "Why are you here Raven, where did you comefrom?" She asked in a sharp tone. Images of her old Clan flashed through her mind, and she shuddered slightly. What if this tom was from her old territorry, a refugee from Wolf's group. She had toknow if everycat was ok, or if she had tpmove her beloved new Clan. If this loner was fromGlassClan's old territory anr that a war was going on, she'd feel too cse for comfort. She would notlet GlassClan's problems become her own. She stared intently at thetom. "Brushfur, grab a peice of freshkill, he looks hungry. He is well enough now to eat yes?" She asked the medicinecat apprentoce

    She obeyed her leader and grabbed the tom a plump vole from the fresh-kill pile. "Here," she meowed carelessly as she tossed the prey to him.


    ooc: Shadowshear is gonna end up here soon; I'll make him about to enter the camp next post.