Wing clan ~ clan of cats with wings! [celest clan, NEW]

The she-cat's fur bristled. "And what is the cause for the declaration of war?! We have been peaceful for many moons now, have we not?!" Kissedrythm said in an outraged voice. Why would they declare war on us? What have we done to deserve this?! Oh starclan please help us! "If they are coming here, then we better prepare, shan't we? We could have warriors reenforce the boundary, and the nursery walls. And maybe send scouts out, to see if they are sending out scouts or they are coming early. But I don't think any cat should go out alone- there could be an ambush." She said, her initial shock and fear replaced by a cold anger, and a little fear- for the safety of her dear clan.

[align=center][color=darkorange][size=12][font=comic sans ms] Hollowkit looked around for something interesting to do. All he saw were cats walking around and sitting, and talking. BORING! Then something interesting happened. Applepaw came rushing from her den, her tail lashing and her ears back- she looked really frightened. Looking at her tail, it seemed like a snake, curling back and forth back and forth, bobbing and weaving. So hypnotizing. Crouching down he watched the apprentice. Then he began to creep forward, his eyes intent on his prey. Then he pelted forward and leaped at her tail, his claws in, but teeth bared to bite (gently).

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[size=28pt]Wind In The Willows[/size]

[size=7pt]I am the voice in the wind and the pouring rain,
I am the voice of your hunger and pain,
I am the voice that always is calling you,
I am the voice, I will remain.

I am the voice in the fields when the summer's gone,
The dance of the leaves when the autumn winds blow,
Ne'er do I sleep thoughout all the cold winter long,
I am the force that in springtime will grow.[/size]

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Kissedrythm nodded at Spiritsong, her eyes clouding over with confidence- If they wanted to take the camp they would have a heck of a time trying, if she had any say in the matter. "Should we gather thorn branches, to surround the entrance as well? And maybe cover the nursery as well?" She asked, her amber eyes glowing. It slightly irritated her that it was She who suggested to reinforce the boundaries, but she let it slide- they were about to go into battle, nobody needed cats quarrelling about little things such as who said what, when. She looked at her deputy expectantly, awaiting orders.

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Hollowkit puffed up his chest, obviously loving being called "Brave Warrior". He nodded his head, "Its only my duty as a warrior, no thanks required." He said, giving a small bow, his amber eyes glowing with amusement.

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[size=7pt]I am the voice of the past that will always be,
Filled with my sorrow and blood in my fields,
I am the voice of the future, bring me your peace,
Bring me your peace, and my wounds, they will heal.

I am the voice in the wind and the pouring rain,
I am the voice of your hunger and pain,
I am the voice that always is calling you,
I am the voice.[/size]

ooc;
LOL! Well, right now we are talking about the supposed attack on Wingclan by Sharpclan. Hollowkit found that the camp was a little too boring for him, so he decided to attack Applepaw's tail- which he pretended was a snake. Kissedrythm was a bit stressed when she found out that the clan may be attacked, but Spiritsong reassured her. They are currently debating about reinforcing camp boundaries.
mood; Confident<~>Playful
location; Camp<~>Camp

[size=28pt]Wind In The Willows[/size]

[size=7pt]I am the voice in the wind and the pouring rain,
I am the voice of your hunger and pain,
I am the voice that always is calling you,
I am the voice, I will remain.

I am the voice in the fields when the summer's gone,
The dance of the leaves when the autumn winds blow,
Ne'er do I sleep thoughout all the cold winter long,
I am the force that in springtime will grow.[/size]

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Kissedrythm bowed her head to the deputy. "Thank you Spiritsong." She said, before walking towards the entrance of the camp. She inspected the structure. It was well enforced, thorns poked her fur as she walked through, getting caught in her fur, and gently scratching her ears. "Good. But we could use some more thorns here, and maybe some ferns out front to hide the entrance better." She walked into the forest, digging up some ferns by the roots. Flying back to the entrance with them in her mouth she replanted them in front of the entrance. If you didn't know it was there, it would be pretty hard to find now. Then she took to the air again, the wind carrying her higher into the air. She dive bombed the ground, lifting up last second, loving the feeling of the wind beneath her wings. Then a sight below made her cold- one of the scouts searching for any signs of Dharpclan. The reminder of her task had her landing near a bramble bush. After a long time of chewing, bleeding and cursing, the she cat was finally able to get enough brambles free from the bush. "Perfect!" She said, inspecting her work. She had a few thorns in her left paw, but if she was careful she could avoid pushing them in further, and the few cuts that had begun to bleed were shallow enough that they wouldn't be a bother, for now. Gathering up the brambles she flew back to camp, landing down in the centre of the clearing. She was quite a site by this time, covered in dirt and torn leaves, as well as scratches and blood. Her fur was sticking up in places, and she limped on the paw that had a few thorns in it. After a brief debate she decided to go to the Medicine Cat's den before she did anything else. Limping forward she walked into the den, "Hello?" She called out cautiously.

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[size=7pt]I am the voice of the past that will always be,
Filled with my sorrow and blood in my fields,
I am the voice of the future, bring me your peace,
Bring me your peace, and my wounds, they will heal.

I am the voice in the wind and the pouring rain,
I am the voice of your hunger and pain,
I am the voice that always is calling you,
I am the voice.[/size]

ooc; I'm not sure, That may be the best idea. Or maybe advertize that we need a leader? Maybe even ask people if they want to be leader? I wouldn't, I'm not on often enough. But some people might want to. I guess its up to Fallen Violet ultimately.
mood; A little sore, but proud of herself.
location; Med Cat's Den