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    WaterFall trotted over to FlameStar. "FlameStar, can I PLEASE go over to the river to swim?!" She pleaded. She always loved to swim, and she constantly asked her leader if she could swim.

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    As Flamestar and Stormstep padded off in the direction of the clan Shiverfrost stayed put. Hunting has always been a place where she could relax and focus her senses on prey and her surroundings. Angling her ears she searched for any signs of the delicious birds she craved. As if it was a gift, the soft chirps of a nearby blackbird had caught her senses. Moving into a hunter's crouch she stalked the nearby blackbird until it was fully in her sights. Gathering strength into her haunches she launched from the ground, sending a flurry of leaves across the forest floor. Landing a mouse-tail length away she shot out a paw and pinned the now frightened blackbird. She killed it instantly with a deadly bite. Purring she picked the bird from the ground and padded off, back to the clan.


    OOC: Any ideas for the plot?

    RedWhisker strode up to ShiverFrost. "Nice catch," he purred in her ear. RedWhisker had always had a crush on this cat. He groomed her had quickly and walked ahead of her, tail in the air.

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    Shiverfrost purred and through pith black feathers mumbled a thanks. The misty she-cat placed the blackbird on the ground and spat out the feathery debris that fell loose in her jaws. "It wasn't the fastest bird in the forest," she purred.

    "Your a good hunter, still. No, the greatest hunter." He mewed not looking back.

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    Surprisingly, Shiverfrost felt her pelt grow hot, cheeks burning from his reply; embarrassment. "T-thanks," she managed to say. "B-but I'm sure their tons of cats who are more skilled then me."

    "Care for a swim?" He asked, turning around, making ShiverFrost stop walking.

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    RedWhisker smiles, glad to be alone with the most beautiful cat he ever lied his eyes on.He begins walking to the creek after helping ShiverFrost bury her fresh-kill.

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    "Waterfall, you know FlameClan cats don't swim. But who am I to stop you, go on," he rolled his eyes. He followed after Stornstep.


    (Plot ideas open, pm me and I'll make a poll)

    Stormstep cocked her head, whiskers twitching in amusement. "I've never really been swimming." She mused out loud. "Every time Waterfall gets excited about it I think that I might want to try."

    "I've never been swimming," he admitted. "Do you want to go with me, after we finish this rabbit?" he asked her, feeling nervous.

    Shiverfrost followed Redwhisker towards the creek. FlameClan cats were never born to be strong swimmers, but that didn't matter for Shiverfrost. Swimming was a way to keep cool in the blazing heats of summer which she despised. They reached of the creek and Shiverfrost dipped a forepaw on the water. Pulling it out she shook it rabidly, shaking most of the water out. "Burr!" She exclaimed. "Nice and cold!"

    Stormstep looked across at Flamestar with a smile. "Okay." She agreed easily, ears flicking in anticipation. "Don't worry, if you start to drown I'll save you." She joked.

    Acornpaw was pacing energetically around the camp, her long tail lashing agitatedly from side to side. The young she-cat was so incredibly bored that she felt as if she might end up popping without a moment's notice. "Ugh, boredom!" She loudly complained, flopping dramatically down in front of the apprentice's den.


    Twistedpath was sitting in a shaded area of camp, his bright amber eyes narrowed into thin slits as he watched the going-ons of the clan. The deputy rolled his eyes at the dramatic Acornpaw before standing up and stretching out his legs, a yawn parting his jaws in the process.

    Robinpaw chuckled at the complaints of the young she-cat. "Hey, Acornpaw!" He called to her, limping over. "If you're so bored you can come and help me collect herbs." He offered, nodding towards the camp exit.

    Flamestar took another mouthful. "Twistedpath, have any IceClan warriors been on our territory?" he locked eyes with Stormstep