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    Please don't bug me. I'm running out of places to put the bodies...


    Redflame purred,eyes shinning in excitement. "I can sleep in the warriors' den now!" He made a small hop, which made him look rather kittish.


    Firebrand looked at both of them. "Do you two remember the prophecy I was talking about before we left the Elites?" Frostclaw nodded. "It was something about Blood and Honor." Firebrand's tail flicked. "'To restore your ancestor's Honor, you must become like a Brand of Fire in the darkness of the forest. With Blood as bright as Quicksilver and Fur as hard as Wood, you will be counted among the Stars as Warriors once more.'" Blurfoot tilted her head. "We are you telling us now?" Frostclaw frowned. "Yes, why now? GyreClan has many cats, and we are thriving." Firebrand almost growled, tail lashing. "My name is Firebrand,and my medicine cat's name is Woodfur." Frostclaw sighed. "Yes, we know, Wolf." He said, using his leader's old name. Blurfoot frowned, then gasped. "Firebrand and Woodfur! What if...what if 'Blood as bright as Quicksilver' was-" "Silverblood." Firebrand whispered. "She's ment to be GyreClan's deputy." Frostclaw bristled. "Wolf, she's from another clan! In fact, she's the DEPUTY of another clan!" Firebrand growled, eyes flashing. She is the deputy of a clan without a leader, and I'm the leader of a clan that has no deputy! What are the odds that they come to us now? She is ment to be my deputy!" He hissed.

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    A shrew later, he treks back home, both catches in his muzzle. Shouldering his way into the camp, Nietzsche tosses them on the pile. The brown tom begins to pad away, before he halts, tail tip twitching. Alright then. Dipping his head down, he plucks a tail feather from the dove, carrying it to his nest. Setting it beneath the moss of his nest, he re-emerges from the den, a glimmer of satisfaction crossing his face just momentarily before he curls into a crouch, paws tucked beneath his chest and tail kinked at his side.

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    “Before there is peace, blood will spill blood, and the lake will run red.”
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    IC:Rio padded into his den, not sure what to do.
    "Should we start heading back?" Whitefang mewed.

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    Bluesmoke shrugged. "You can if you want, but I'm going to fish some more." She pulled out another fish, killing it quickly.

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    “Before there is peace, blood will spill blood, and the lake will run red.”
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    IC:"Okay. But somehow, I feel that danger is ahead."

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    		 [align=center][color=white] Name: Greenbriar
    Rank: Warrior
    Gender: Female
    Appearance: Greenbriar is a slender orange-tabby cat with bright, leaf-green eyes.
    Personality: Greenbriar is a sensitive she-cat, but will do anything for her GyreClan.
    Crush/Mate/Kits: Will develop
    History: Unknown
    Other: May I join?
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    Welcome, but please join on the other thread, lol. Also, can you change your text color? It's hard to read :)

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    Silverblood crept out the Runeclan cats' den, letting out a small yawn. Stiffly, she stretched her tired muscles - making them creep beneath her marbled silver pelt. She glanced around the clearing before padding to the fresh-kill pile, selecting a scrawny mouse. She trotted to a patch of ferns, laying down and tearing into the bony rodent hungrily.

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    Frostclaw growled. "Well, she's not even a part of our Clan." He said grumpily. Firebrand just growled and stalked out, spotting Silverblood. He was about to pad towards her when Woodfur stoped him. He spoke quietly and the leader's eyes widened in shock, then narrowed in sorrow. He looked over at Silverblood, flicking his tail as a silent summon.

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    Bluesmoke suddenly screeched, lunging away from the water. A snake was wrapped around her paw, it's mottled scales rippling over its muscular body.

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    Silverblood looked at Firebrand, getting to her paws after burying her mouse bones. She padded slowly to him, her red eyes filled with curiosity. "What is it?" She questioned in a whisper, as most cats were asleep.

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    "Its your clanmates...two have left for StarClan and Woodfur thinks the rest aren't far behind."

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    She looked at him, then at the ground. She was speechles as a pang of pure sadness shot through her, a tear dripping down her cheek. Without notice, the she-cat burried her nose into his shoulder fur, silently praing to Starclan that the rest would survive.

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    He curled around her, pulling her close and licking her shoulders, head, neck, and ears. Woodfur bowed his head and turned, walking back into his den.

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    “Before there is peace, blood will spill blood, and the lake will run red.”
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    She shut her eyes tight, breathing more deeply and calmly. She was a deputy, and had to remain like one. She had to stay calm, and put the past behind her. Nothing can pull her down. Breathing in one more scent of his fur, she pulled away gently, blinking some tears out of her crimson eyes. "Very well.." Her voice was shaky, "I shall say goodbye to my dead clanmates one more time before they take their rightful place in Starclan."

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    He nodded, giving her some space. "I'll be there for you if you need me to." He said softly, his luminous blue eyes blinking slowly.

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    Bluesmoke gasped slightly, starring at the snake. "That was a water moccasin..." She said, then fell over onto her side, her body trembling violently.

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    “Before there is peace, blood will spill blood, and the lake will run red.”
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    IC:his eyes widened in horror. "D-don't worry bluesmoke..I will get you to the medicine cat or whatever you call it!" He took her by the scruff and carried her to camp.

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