Willowrain went over to her mother, Splahmist.
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[size=8][color=limegreen]OOC: Okay, thanks! :) And PLEASE PLEASE PLEEEEASE invite friends XD
IC: Bumblestar leaped down from the highrock her tail flicking. She started padding toward her den and into the tunnel hidden by the boulder. She raced down the tunnel, taking the left route that led to her den. She leaped the secret stepping stones and padded to her carved map, looking at all the clans. "Hmm." She muttered, looking at the map, Aha! Beechclan is perfect for alliance, she thought, "I'll talk to Echostar tomarrow," she murmered to herself, pressing her pink pad against the camp spot. She kept her paw there for a moment before breaking from her grasp and padding to her nest at the far corner. She curled up, her eyes closing, ready for a nap.
Riverflow followed his mate into the nursery, his eyes locked on her belly, "Maybe you should get that checked by Beesting and Mousepaw while I'm gone," he suggested, pressing his paw on her belly gently, eyes full of worry.
Beesting padded to his den and leaped onto the log that was smaller than the herb storing log. He sat down and started sorting through the herbs, patching the cobwebs that had fell back on the stone tree wall.
Swiftleap gathered Sweetherb, Splatterpaw and Bluetopaz and padded off with her patrol toward mothermouth.
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OOC: ^^ I shall try!
IC: Sweetherb sniffed the worn trail frowning. She smelled fear, blood, and destuction. "Bumblestar... Somethings wrong."
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--Forev er Says....
[size=9pt]Life isn't about waiting for the storm to pass, it's about learning to dance in the rain.[/size][font=Maiandra GD]OOC;
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Splatterpaw padded after Swiftleap, her tail swishing back and forth behind her. 'Finally! I get to do something exciting!' She thought, then sprinted a little bit to catch up with Swiftleap.
[align=left][size=9pt][font=Maiandra GD]The girl you just called fat?... She is overdosing on diet pills.
The girl you just called ugly?... She spends hours putting makeup on hoping people will like her.
The boy you just tripped?... He is abused enough at home.
That guy you just made fun of for crying?... His mother is dying.
(Put this in your signature if you're against bullying!)
I bet 95% percent of you won't, but the ones that do are the ones that actually have a heart.
[/size][size=4pt][color=black](c)--Forever Loves Flip-Flops[/size]
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Splashmist nodded and looked from her belly to her mate. " 1'm sure they will be born soon, but a'll check with the medican cat" she said.
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OOC: I mean like... Now XD We should start rping on Anime Campgrounds o-o XD
IC: Bumblestar~ woke from her sleep in the afternoon light. She leaped to her paws, excitement in her eyes. She raced ovver to the stepping stones and ran over them, almost slipping on the last one. She raced out the tunnel, taking a left to go into the clearing. She squeezed her way out of the shelter of the boulder and raced to the fresh kill pile, her tounge licking around her muzzle. She prodded at the pile. looking for a Sparrow. She found a plump, fresh Robin buried under the pile, Even better! She thought, picking it up with her jaw and prodding the prey back into their spots. She padded over to an overhanging moss spot with shade. She crouched down, her tail curling around her small body. She plucked the feathers of the robin before snipping a small piece from the robin, chewing the meat and swallowing it, her excitement turning back to calmness.
Beesting~ leaped off the rock, padding out of his den. He padded to the fresh kill pile, finding a neatly killed, not bloody at all Squirrel. He picked it up, padding to a sunny spot and crouched down, his tail curling calmly around his small body. His ginger fur shined brighter than ever, glistening in the warm rays of sunlight peaking through the sheltering logs. He bit into the Squirrel, taking one small bite at a time and chewing slowly. He swallowed quickly but still chewed slowly so the juicyness flooded his mouth.
Swiftleap~ padded to Mother-Mouth and saw a group of cats hovering inside. She growled, turning around to stop her patrol dead, "Let's give these cats a confront, take them back to camp and let Bumblestar speak to them," she meowed, angling her ears for Sweetherb to lead the way.
Riverflow~ nodded, "Alright, dear. I'm just worried, thats all," he admited, nuzzling his mate, "I'll be back soon, so take care," he meowed, bounding out of the nursery. He raced after his patrol, catching up to them quickly after sliding out the hidden entrance to camp.
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IC: Sweetherb nodded.
Cherrystar stared with wide scared eyes. They had abvoisly been trapped in here for many days and were sick and starving. A kit wailed with fright.
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Splashmist laid down as he left, she licked her belly
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Swiftleap followed Sweetherb, her eyes narrowed. She sat down at the entrance to mother-mouth, looking at the cats, "Follow me," she growled, snatching the kit up and padding away to lure them to camp. She disapeared through the entrance, her patrol escorting the cats there aswell.
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Username- Razerclaw2000
Display Name- British Problems
Cat(s)'s name(s)- Gingerpetal----Stoneheart
Age- Young------ about 24 in cat years
Gender- Female ---- Male
Rank- Warrior ---- WarriorAppearance (Pic optional)-
STONEHEART (except grey)
GINGERPETAL

Personality (No meet him/her, etc.)- Stoneheart is a cold heartd male. He never shows anyexpression, never smiles, never growls or narrows eyes. This is what makes him a dangerous opponent. He is a very handsome male, and Is saught after, but loves no one
Gingerpetal is a sweet, shy female, and is unusally teased daily. No one really cares about her feelings. SHe takes the teases with a set of fiery claws, but instead, cowers and takes the beatings
Mate//Crush//Kits//Kin- None ---- None
History (Optional)- Ask IN RPG
Other-
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Forum-
Username-Bouldergrowl
Display Name-.:Matty B:.
Cat(s)'s name(s)- Bloodvein----Veintail
Age- 22 moons//12 moons
Gender- Tom//She-cat
Rank- Warrior//Warrior
Appearance (Pic optional)- Below/Below. They are identical littermates XD
Personality (No meet him/her, etc.)- Strong, Agressive, Cold-hearted, Short-tempered, Loves no one but one...//Same but Beautiful, Attractive, Curious, And loves no one but one...
Mate//Crush//Kits//Kin- Open/Gingerpetal/Wants at a point/Veintail is his littermate//Same/Stoneheart/Same/Bloodvein is her littermate
History (Optional)-Unknown//Same
Other- Click --> http://warriorcatsrpg.com/inde…6.msg48591966#msg48591966 And accepted! -
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Stoneheart:
The male wrinkled his nose as a breeze rolled by, his fece expressing nothing. But his mind was gagging, disgusted on the smell of stink on the wind. His face remained stone; like a statue a chisel had so carefully carved. His blue tabby coat remained flat, his moves fluid, yet unpridictableGingerpetal
Gingerpetal walked into the thorn barrier in the camp entrance, trying to cover her limping, though red paw prints signed her name clearly as they followed her around, never falling behind or lessing. Her soft green and hazel brimmed eyes were sharp with pain, which she tried to cover, and did a rather well job. No one ever noticed her at the least bit, so at least she could cry in peace. Her eyes began to sting again as water rose, and then rolled down her cheeks in delicate beads as she began to cry softly; sighlently -
Bloodvein watched Gingerpetal from behind a stump before padding out, starting to lunge toward her. He skidded to a halt, sitting beside her. He licked her wounds gently, "You okay?" He asked, beckoning to Beesting with his tail.
Beesting raced over with marigold, horsetail, comfrey, coltsfoot, cobwebs and a little bit of poppyseeds. He unwrapped the bundles and examined her wounds, chewing the marigold and spitting the pulp on them, rubbing the pulp in gently. He patched up her wounds thickly with cobwebs before chewing the horsetail and spitting it on the patch of cobwebs. He watched it sink into the cobwebs and into her wounds. He patched another thick patch on the wounds. He nudged her the comfrey, "Eat this," he ordered, "It'll strengthen your bones," he explained before nudging her a coltsfoot leaf, "And this," he added. "It should help your breathing, since the wound on your neck is pretty deep," he explained. He turned back to the bundles. He grabbed the poppyseed bundle and unrolled it at her paws. "And when your done with both, take these to the Warriors' den and eat them, then go to sleep. They will ease the pain and help you sleep," he meowed, "If you need anything, Bloodvein will help you," he added, glaring at the young tom. He padded back to his den and disapeared inside, falling asleep in his warm nest with Mousepaw next to him.
Bloodvein waited for her to finish the herbs.
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Stoneheart:
Stoneheart watched the two cats, and blinked his stone cold eyes with no feeling, and stood up, and walked around slowly, his tail arcing gentlyGingerpetal:
Anytime either of the two cats touched her, she flinshed back, her tail between her legs in terror, though her eyes portrayed slight flecks of range, while the rest was wild in horror, and she lapped them up, and scooted away -
Blazingmoon
❥ Scout A Cairn Terrier (мurf)
Keno
19 Moons
Tom
Warrior
Look's like IvyPaw from the series
Kind, fierce, nimble, wise, stubborn, strong, open-spirited at times, reclusive sometimes
Likes Bumblestar, no family that he knows of
Still kind of Developing
Don't Let The Jags Hit You Or Starclan Split You! -
Bluetopaz still wondered.
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OOC: Recap?
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Beautiful! <3
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OOC: Nothing much happened.... just look on the first page and you'll see some more charries.
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Stoneheart:
Stoneheart watched the two cats, and blinked his stone cold eyes with no feeling, and stood up, and walked around slowly, his tail arcing gentlyGingerpetal:
Anytime either of the two cats touched her, she flinshed back, her tail between her legs in terror, though her eyes portrayed slight flecks of range, while the rest was wild in horror, and she lapped them up, and scooted away