Hazel Flame Clan: Role Play

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    Time:
    Afternoon


    Season:
    Spring


    News:
    We made a good alliance with Silverclan.
    We made a neutral alliance with Stormclan.


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    Paintedstar was watching her clan from her tree that grew in the middle of camp. The base was where her den was. She watched the warrior's den for her deputy, Softlily.


    Sandwhisker was snoring in his sleep. He was exhausted from his late night patrol. He was going to sleep in today.


    Heathertail was in the training hollow with her apprentice, Bonepaw. They had come here early to practice battle moves; "Come at me to the right and I will slide left." She said to her apprentice.


    Bluegaze was actually watching his sister Paintedstar watch over the clan. He loved his sister dearly and wanted to protect her always.

    Birchclaw padded into camp with a fat squirrel in his jaws.

    Flarespirit sat by the fresh-kill pile, nibbling on a mouse. She took a breath of the crisp morning air, sighing deeply in content.

    Paintedstar climbed down and walked over to the fresh-kill pile. She picked up a vole and began to eat it. There was plenty of prey and the hunting was easy in spring.


    Sandwhisker finally woke up and walked over to Flarespirit. "Good Morning Beautiful!" He said to the she-cat with the prettiest ice blue eyes he has ever seen.

    Flarespirit purred. "Good morning Sandwhisker!" she said.

    "Want to go on a walk with me? I am a bit bored in camp, because I just woke up." Sandwhisker said stretching while putting his tail on Flarespirit's shoulder.

    Snowstepper sat beside Juniperjump in the morning sun, watching as Sweetpaw scampered from the apprentices' den. With a purr she turned back to the vole that she and Juniperjump were sharing.


    Juniperjump sighed wistfully as he watched Snowstepper take another bite of vole. To cowardly to admit his true feelings, he just contented himself with being by her side.


    Windreel sat on the edge of camp, watching his fellow warriors in the morning light as they went about their morning business.


    Minnowreel purred contently as he imagined himself eating the mouse he just took off top of the fresh-kill pile.


    Sweetpaw stretched, giving a long yawn before bouncing back to her paws. She looked around for her mentor, excited to train.

    Pebbleheart woke and wandered out of the den. Stretching, he walked out to go hunting. He looked around until he spotted a mouse. Moving downwind he silently stalked behind it until he was just within striking range, when a rustle in the bushes distracted him and scared away the mouse. "Mouse dung!" He cursed himself being distracted. Annoyed, he stomped back to camp.

    Flarespirit was opening her mouth to respond to Sandwhisker, but just then, Paintedstar announched the clan meeting. "Maybe later," she said. "We'd better see what Paintedstar wants."

    Runekit sighs pacing the place their mother told them to hide. "Its been hours now since she left." He mews nerviously looking at his brothers.


    Hawkkit looks at Runekit. "Yeah and I'm hungry already." He complains miserably. "Maybe we should try to catch something?" He suggests.


    "No that could end up very badly." Stonekit interrupts. He had wrapped his tail around Pebblekit to soothe him.


    Pebblekit trembles beshide his brother. "I-I say we wait for mother to come get us."


    "She isn't comming back!" Hawkit growls causing all three brothers to stare at him in disbelife.

    Paintedstar cleared her throat, "I called this meeting to say that we have made an alliance with a clan that is to the south of us. This clan is called Silverclan." Paintedstar said proudly.

    Echopaw shyly stood in the back of the oncoming crowd. 'Silverclan...' She thought the name, 'well it's not my exact place to argue or fuss, best not think much of it.' She had turned her head away, betraying her leaders eyes from hers. Echopaw nervously pawed at the ground, her tail flicking nervously.

    "How could you say that?!" Runekit growls as Pebblekit bursts into tears.


    "I'm just stating the obvious." Hawkit growls back.


    "Knock it off! I've had enough of this argument!" Stonekit snarls causing the two to shut up and just glare at each other.

    Paintedstar scented an odd group of scents outside the camp. She walked out camp and saw four kits talking to each other. "What are you four doing out here? Where is your mother?" Paintedstar asked the kits.

    Pebblekit yelps backing away from Paintedstar.


    "Who are you?" Runekit and Stonekit ask at the same time watching the leader cautiously.


    Hawkkit glares at the older cat his claws unsheathed ready to defend his siblings.

    Paintedstar sat down and placed her tail over her paws. "My name is Paintedstar; the leader of Hazel Flame Clan." She said to the kits. "What are your names?" She asked.