CrimsonClan RP Thread {Open}

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    "If she doesn't want to go she doesn't have to.." Duskshadow said, stretching while getting up. "I'll come," She continued and yawned, "The rest of the clan will probably be done eating by then..Besides I probably need more work to do anyways.." She padded next to Barathrum. She looked at Whitefoot sleeping in her den.

    "Thanks Duskshadow."Flamekit meowed to her." I don't want to do border patrol nor do I want to hunt. I want to be a medicine cat."

    "A healer, huh?" Darkcloud asked."You could speak to Blackeye about that, he can arrange it for you. Meanwhile,"She mewed, looking to Barathrum and Duskshadow,"Why don't we get going on the patrol." She turned around and padded out, turning to the direction of their border close to the front of an alleyway to mark first.

    Blackeye briskly nodded in satisfaction as the two deputies and Duskshadow left. He stretched, his muscles rippling under his white pelt, although he was a bit skinny, his muscles and strength failed to leave his body. He trotted over to the fresh kill pile and took a small mouse from it. He walked back over to where he was originally sitting and layed down. He ate his breakfast silently.

    Sandstar was at the border of her clan and Barkclan, she noticed the smell of Barkclan heavily in the air she noticed a Tom sitting on the other side. "What's your name" she called out to the tom. She never got a reply.

    Darkcloud led her patrol to the beginning of an alleyway and put down some scent markers, puffing out her fur against the cold air. She turned around and went to the next border, near Barkclan territory, and where Sandstar was.

    Flamekit thought about what Darkcloud said and decided to talk to Blackeye. She paddedover to him trying to look brave. "Um sir,when i become an apprentice I'd like to be trained as a healer. if its ok by you."She meowed to him

    Blackeye finished his mouse and sat up. He looked down at the kit, an interested expression on his face. "Interested in the delicate yet very important art of medicine, eh, Flamekit?", he asked with a slight chuckle.

    Blackeye thought for a quick moment, glancing at the kit every once in a while. "Do you think you can handle it?", he asked, raising an eyebrow. He lowered his body onto the ground to where his cold, dark eyes were staring directly into the young kit's, portraying all that the still young leader has seen in his past.

    Flamepaw stared into Blackeye's eyes"Yes sir.I've been watching Whitefoot and I know I can do what she does."Flamepaw said showing no fear

    Blackeye kept thinking. This was a big decision. If he made the wrong choice, it could end up bad. He looked away for a moment, then looked back at Flamekit. He had made his decision, but it probably wasn't the one the kit wanted to hear. He thought that the kit might expect a yes or no answer. He was giving Flamekit neither. "I must discuss it with Sandstar, then I'll come back and tell you.", he said, calmly but seriously. He then purked back up, trying to grab the kit's interest. Blackeye loved telling stories to younger generations, no matter how cruel he may be. "Want to hear a story?", he asked with a slight smile. He hardly ever did that. It felt weird, so he stopped. He just raised his eyebrows as if to at least show some type of interest.

    "Ok."Flamekit meowed disappatlly. She was about to pad away until she heard Blackeye ask her if she wantedto her a story. "Sure"She meowed with some curiostiy in here voice

    Blackeye thought for a moment. He could remember much of his kithood. "How about the time I ever got into a fight?", he said. He couldn't remember his first fight, but it wouldn't hurt to exagerate a bit.

    Duskshadow and Whitefoot laid 3 cat-tail lengths away from each other, both enjoying their fresh-kill.Duskshadow purred when she saw Blackeye telling a story to Flamekit. Then she saw the leftover prey from yesterday's catch. It was already beginning to go bad. She stood up and threw out the nasty "crow-food" and padded back upstairs to her mouse.