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    "I'll go!" Sandpaw volunteers jumping up right away. Her emerald eyes glisten as she practically stares down the leader waiting for her remark on the topic.

    Silverpaw pricked her ears at what Poisonclaw was saying. "I'll go too" she quickly volunteered. 'And if you don't let any apprentices come, I'll lead my own patrol of Sandpaw Blazepaw and I she growled in her mind. Sure, she was injured but she was in better shape than some cats. Blazepaw and Sandpaw as well. And she knew about herbs too. If she went, she could look out for herbs for Rainfall.

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    Poisonclaw turned to the two apprentices. "Well, I guess one or two could come along. But that would set them back in there training. I'm not saying this to be difficult, but that it might mean that you won't become a warrior with your friends" Poisonclaw pointed out after several seconds of silence.
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    Blazepaw's tail tip twitched with excitement. "May I come also?" he said, first glancing pleadingly at Fawnstar and then his gaze traveling to his mentor. "We're in better shape then some of the warriors." He pointed out quickly.

    Silverpaw was thoughtful for a moment. Would she rather watch her friends become warrior while she was stuck taking care of the elders or miss out on exploring new territory for her clan. She decided. "I want to go anyway." She meowed slowly.

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    "We'll, that's if Fawnstar agrees with this plan" Poisonclaw replied to the apprentices comment. He simply gave a reassuring nod to Silverpaw, and turned back to his leader, waiting for her to give an approval for the mini patrol.
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    OOC: sorry this took so long to post, someone was talking to me


    IC: Blazepaw looked up at Fawnstar with gleaming eyes. "Fawnstar, what do you think? May we go? And if so, who's going? All of us?" He said. Blazepaw turned to look at Sandpaw and Silverpaw and saw the same longing in their eyes.

    "I still want to go" Sandpaw says determinedly and her eyes shine stubbornly

    "Everyone please!" Fawnstar called, "I do agree with Rainfall on her plan but I we can't afford to have any more of these injures, once all of the cats that need healing are fit to travel we will move and that's final" she said as she leaped off of the highledge.


    Whitefoot let out a gasp for air before he closed his eyes and his body went limp.


    Moontail hissed at Fawnstar's reply Traveling to the mountains will take moons! she thought.

    Baroque Frost lashed his tail back and forth, doing his best to stay calm as his four clan mates discussed their plan. He agreed with them mostly; it was logical. Darting his eyes up at the leader when she spoke, he listen intensely to her decision.


    Birdpaw sat silently next to the other apprentices, her eyes showed determination; but she couldn't speak a word as she thought about the plan thoroughly.


    ooc: :o Ah! Sorry if I don't reply much today, we're moving things to our new house

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    Whitefoot opened his eyes to a bright light.


    "Hello Whitefoot, my name is Mysticstar, I was leader of Dawnclan many moons ago" a cat spoke to him.


    "Am-am I d..dea..dead?" Whitefoot shuddered for a moment.


    Mysticstar sighed, "Yes but it was not your time to hunt with us" she said.


    "So....I'm getting another chance?" Whitefoot asked the she-cat.


    "Yes, when the full moon rises tonight, you will be a warrior of Dawnclan once again" Mysticstar smiled.

    Sandpaw sighs before looking over at Whitefoot and gasps. He lies there still and looks cold like he is dead. She gives him a little shake and shutters slowly "Wh...Whitefoot?"


    Stormwing looks over at the medicine cat and Sandpawwondering what they are doing until he sees Whitefoot between them. He stands up and quietly pads over and peers over Sandpaw's shoulder.

    "No!" Silverpaw exclaimed as she gazed at Whitefoot with dismay. ' How could this day get any worse? ' she thought miserably. 'We're moving away from the place where we had always lived, and now Whitefoot's dead.

    Fawnstar padded over to the medicine den to see Whitefoot's limp body, she sighs then sits by him.

    Blazepaw padded up to Silverpaw, his eyes clouded with grief. He comfortingly rested his tail on her shoulder as they grieved for Sandpaw's mentor.

    Silverpaw blinked gratefully at Blazepaw, tears streaming down her face. Then the silver she-cat turned and stalked off to find Moontail, trying to get the images of Whitefoot fighting and lying in the medicine den out of her mind.

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    Sandpaw lets out a silent yowl of despair before burying her pink nose in his fur.


    Stormwing sits there with his head dipped as he wishes Whitefoot a safe journy to Starclan if he hasn't made it there already.

    Fawnstar looked up at the sky, clouds covered the sky and it starting thundering and raining.


    Moontail was pelted by rain as a clap of thunder sounded all around.