Burntail and Burrfeather are made warriors! {Remake/Restart}

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    Oh, I've been here before but I made a few minor changes to my character.
    Can I hash a cookie?


    *Sorry if I mess up but I'm on my phone and it had horrible autocorrect... lol.

    OOC: We are starting? Great! (and i'm going to go inactive soon because I just don't have the time to get on)
    IC: Burrfeather slipped into the warriors' den feeling jittery. His tail swished a little bit as he maneuvered around other cats' nests.

    Featherpaw bounded off. She reached a river and waded in. She loved swimming, her long fur was waterproof. She smelled a nearby clan when she got to the other side but she didn't think she was in their territory yet. Shaking out her fur, she padded on until her stomach growled. She quickly caught a mouse and ate.


    OOC New cat.


    Name- Ashfur
    Age- 2 years old.
    Gender- male
    Appearance- A smokey grey cat with a white star on his chest. Is well muscled. His fur is medium length.
    Personality- Ashfur is a mysterious sort of cat, more of a loner. But when you get to know him he is funny and kind. Is also a bit flirty.
    History- Born into the clan, nothing much.
    Other- Can iz hash a cookie? Lol

    Featherpaw yowled in surprise when a rogue leapt from the bush beside her. He had her down in a second. She soon squirmed from under his paws though. "Where are you going, kitty?" He purred, a sly grin on his face. His steps threatening. She shivered in disgust. He leapt again but missed as she darted from his reach. The rogue was skinny and his black fur was dull. They circled each other slowly.

    Featherpaw danced around the rogue, and each time the rogue lunged she would quickly back away. But once she was too slow and the rogue had pinned her. Featherpaw struggled to free herself but it was useless. The rogue was giving a ragged purr. Featherpae was able to free a paw and clawed his face. The rogue yowled then let out a growl of anger. "Mouse brained fool." He muttered, picking up Featherpaw by the scruff. She kicked and clawed but it was useless.

    Bramblefrost scented blood and yelled at Burrfeather,"I smell blood lets go!!"And then raced out of camp.

    Burrfeather dropped his meal and ran. "Blood?" He didn't smell any... oh wait! Burrfeather cringed at the scent. He didn't like blood.