ChristmasClan RP Thread (Official!!)

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    Wolfpaw nodded, grinning. He leaped high into the air, trying to leap on top of Silverstar. Wolfpaw braced in anticipation for the landing. The dark gray tom kept his claws sheathed for now.


    OOC: Sorry, low muse.

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    Giftbag nodded in agreement. At this rate, they would have prey for every kit, and extras! ...Alright, she kind of doubted the extras, but it certainly was a possibility. She went off in search of more prey. As she searched around the area near the river, she scented a water vole, and went to investigate. She was about ready to pounce when the creature stuffed some food in its mouth and darted into a hole nearby out of its own free will. She sighed. Perhaps she had thought too soon?
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    Cocopaw grinned, starting to unbury her kill. "Did I do good, Thistlepool? Did I?" she mewed, excited at the thought of sinking her fangs into a vole, finally.


    Chillykit smiled. "That's great! So..wanna go to mom now?"



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    Moonrise flicked her ears at Snowpond and Lionpaw. "Can I come with you? I mean, I could help."


    Hollowpelt was hunting.


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    "Yes! Lets go! Race you!" She purred and dashed away.
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    Silentpaw turned towards the elders den when Tigerpaw went to training. She looked at the hole, wondering how to cover it.

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    Blazepowder nodded, happy to help. "I'll grab a few more sticks," he meowed. He trotted out of the camp and began searching for random twigs and small branches scattered here and there. He grabbed about four to five before carefully padding back. He would make a couple trips, but that in total would be enough to cover up a kit-sized hole, not to mention some bracken to go along with it.

    Silverstar's pelt twitched slightly on instinct when she felt her apprentice land squarely on her back. She glanced over her shoulder, giving him a smile, "Good job, Wolfpaw. Now, when you're up there you have to watch out. A cat may try to roll over onto their back to get you off. When they do this, they can easily knock the breath out of you and stun you. They the move again and I will show you."


    Ribbontwirl nodded, smiling, "Alright, thank you, Blazepowder. I'll be over at the elder's den. Come on, Badgerkit," she mewed, looking down at the fluffy young tom beside her. He nodded, trotting after his mother as she padded to the elder's den.


    Candycane quietly buried the vole, scenting the air as she did so. This was the best luck she had seen a patrol have in awhile and she was thanking StarClan for it.


    Snowstorm chuckled before nodding, "Yes, I did." The warrior tilted his head, "So tell me, would you prefer if we went out hunting or battle training?"


    Firestorm parting his jaws to try and take in more of the surrounding scents. It was getting later he realized as he glanced up at the sky that peaked through the branches of the pine trees. At least they were catching a good amount of prey.


    Blizzardpaw stalked off when the scent of a mouse caught his nose. The white tom moved carefully through the powdery snow, pouncing on his target. After giving it a killing bite to the back of the neck, he carried the mouse back to the patrol. It wasn't the plumpest mouse he'd ever caught or seen, but it would still help feed someone.

    "Okay!" Wolfpaw replied, getting carefully off of Silverstar's back. He backed away a little bit before leaping onto her back again; knowing what was going to happen next.



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    "Alright! But I'm a fast runner; mind you." Chillykit bragged. "Hey, wait up!"




    Thistlepool nearly jumped out of her fur at Cocopaw's sudden inquiry. The sparrow she was stalking flew off in a burst of feathers. Lovely. she thought a little annoyed; but turned to Cocopaw and saw her catch. The black she-cat couldn't help but smile. "Well done Cocopaw! Just make sure when you want to show me something, that I'm not stalking prey myself." she gave her apprentice a good-hearted flick on the top of her head with her tail.

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    Moonrise was sharing tongues with Hollowpelt.
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    "That's alright. I can always catch another." the she-cat meowed to her apprentice. "You did well to catch that vole!" The praise was not undeserved. Cocopaw had done a good job hunting. "How about next time we go out hunting alone I'll show you how to catch sparrows." Thistlepool suggested with a smiled, feeling proud of young Cocopaw.

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    While Moonrise bit into the mouse, Hollowpelt rose to his paws. "I'm going to go hunting!" He mewed. "See you later!" Hollowpelt trotted out of the camp. As he did that, Moonrise continued eating.
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    Silentpaw saw that a lot of other cats were going to fix the small hole so she decided to go look for her mentor. Silentpaw trekked into the forest, the scent of fresh air was refreshing. She soon found the scent of Firestorm and she followed it.

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    "Ok, Lionpaw, what do you want to do first?" Snowpond asked him once they reached the training area, fluffing out her silvery fur. "Offense or defense?"


    Hollyfrost plopped down breathlessly into her nest, rolling flat on her back to try soothing the searing pain she was bringing on herself.


    Dustleaf looked bleakly around the medicine den tiredly, his head fuzzy as he tried to remember exactly what had happened.

    Blazepowder nodded at the queen as he dragged a few sticks. He dropped one. "Whoops," he managed to say around the twigs. He set them down near the hole and came back for the last one. He then began to help weave the sticks into the hole in the wall.


    Flutepaw was about to say 'battle training' when he remembered the growing lump on the fresh-kill pile. "Uh, well I must ask before I decide- what's with all the hunting going on?"


    Giftbag tried to scent more prey, but could not. Perhaps the prey knew what was going on and skiddadled? Eh, time to look somewhere else. She padded quietly away from the riverbank and further into the more wooded area.