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    Goldenheart's ear flicked up upon hearing her mentor call Pharaohkit's name. Backing away in embarissment, she stayed near the back of the group. She can comfort him better then I can. She thought, taking a glance around the new area. Being a new face in Willowclan, she didn't have anything against Stormclan, but she still remaind on her guard. She could tell that there was some distrust in her clan mates for Stormclan, even though she wasn't sure why. Slowly standing up, she padded near the river to gaze at her reflection, something she hadn't done in moons. A cat with a slanted face and one ear stared back at her. Her ears drooped Unconciously.


    Nailstrike looked around for Mousepaw , an apprentice she had befriended. She spotted the dull brown of her pelt a little ways away, causing her to get up and walk over. "Hey Mousepaw!" Nailstrike greeted, purring. The ceremonies had put her in a good mood for some reason. She watched as Mousepaw lifted her head to look at her, a small smile gracing her features. "Hello Nailstrike. How are you?"


    Phil sat with the other elders, calmly watching the ceremonies. Pride filled his chest for his clan. Despite not coming from warrior roots, he still felt a sense of joy to see the new generation grow up and do great things in life.

    (Willowclan is at the shore right now, they just finished up ceremonies and are now waiting to cross into Stormclan territory.


    Ember, you need at least five sentences in your post. The rules have not changed.


    Who is Mousepaw and Phil?)


    Willowclan


    Blacklion
    The muscular jag kept to himself farther in the back of the group. He still ponder why he had joined this clan. Was it because Tendersoul wanted to stay? No, he would of left regardless of the tom's decision. Perhaps it was the sense of being needed and doing something, he could be wandering around on his own with no purpose, but now in this clan there was something here worth living for. The massive cat turned his eyes to look across the river as a few others were. He wondered when this patrol would be showing up and how the clan would react to being helped across by former enemies that had left so many scars.


    Tendersoul
    The one eyed tom jumped when he heard Snowblossom's voice from beside him. She has been rather silent till now. He wondered if something was wrong? If there was he doubted she'd say anything about it. Seeing as she had been handling most of healing herself since he and Goldenheart had come along. She was probably rather independent by now. Tendersoul turned his head as he saw Goldenheart slinging away. He wondered what was was wrong with her. He glanced at Snowblossom once more before slipping away in search of the she-cat. He found her sitting near the river staring at the water. He limped over into her direction, settling silently at her side. His own reflection stared back at him, the world had not been kind to him, the dark grey stripped tabby. He had a missing eye, where the other should of been was a gaping hole. A deformed foot, it had been broken at one time and healed badly making it look like he was always turning the corner. Missing an ear on the same side as the eye, and has clearly just been weathered down by the world. Yet after coming to this clan and finding a place where he could do good without being judged, he no longer felt as worn and ugly as he had been. After a long silence he parted his maw. "Is something the matter?"


    Stormclan


    Frozenstar
    The jet black leader watched with cold cerulean orbs as his clan stirred to life moments after he appeared. One of the first things he noticed was the sneezing sound coming from behind him. Rotating his head he set his clear eyes on the smaller tom behind him. He looked similar to his father, those piercing eyes of his held a type of wisdom and intelligence that a cat his age should not own. The leader had taken the young tom as his apprentice soon after returning to the clan. He didn't act like a normal cat should, as Lightningstar's deputy he often heard the banished leader constantly fretting about Lionpaw. The banish leader said his son was abnormal and a monster, someone who should never of been born. Why Lightningstar dislike his son so much was not something Frozenstar could figure out.


    He admitted Lionpaw was a little unnatural, but he figured distancing the tom from his sister might help. He counted Lionpaw's weirdness due to be social awkward, he didn't exactly fit in the clan, but neither did his sister. "Good morning, Lionpaw." He meowed in a calming tone. He swerved his head in the direction of his deputy, a smile on maw as the older tom padded over. "Cloudfoot." He greeted with a head dip. "We're going to skip patrols for now, we need to help Willowclan across the River. If you don't mind staying here and making sure no one causes trouble." He didn't think anyone would cause trouble. He'd like to be careful though. "I'll be taking Jinxfrost, Silverwind, Wildpaw, Lionpaw, Rattlesnake and Copperhead with me." He noticed Wildpaw before she even starting speaking loudly. He worried as she went down, but sprang back up with a bounce in her step. The way she greeted Silverwind said she was fine. Frozenstar looked back at his own apprentice, how he and Wildpaw got along so well made no sense to him. He would of thought the quieter tom would be greatly annoyed by his sister, but he guessed not.


    Copperhead & Rattlesnake
    The two toms were seated near the warrior's den. Neither one had seen Cobrapaw nor Blackmamba at all this morning. The two assumed Blackmamba had taken their younger sister for some extra training out of camp. They'd be back sooner or late. The two turned their eyes to the odd looking pair not to far from them. Blackmamba nearly had a fit when learning Pantherjaw would be training Cobrapaw. Their eldest sibling dotted on Cobrapaw like a mother would their daughter. Cobrapaw had grown quite an eqo because of that. They worried about that but didn't say anything about it in fear of upsetting the oldest sibling. They both turned and looked as Frozenstar called their names.

    Carol sat near Phil, her ears perked up. She listened to the rush of the river, imagine a swirling blizzard instead. "So cold." She mewed, the words coming from seemingly nowhere. She was vaguely aware of the new warriors, but she hadn't been paying attention and the memories were already melting away. She rested her head on the ground, waiting for signs of movement so that she too could move through her make-believe storm.

    "Ah well, there goes idea number two. This way, though, I'll be able to see the pretty kitties right away. Perhaps it's not the same as reconnaissance, but it shall be fine never-the-less." Silverwind looked to his apprentice again, "Are you ready to go see WillowClan? It shall be rewarding, I can promise you that."

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    Phil, Carol, and Bob are elders.


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    Ashrose
    The pretty she-cat had slipped away from the other warriors to think on her own. She and her sister, they were going to become warriors together. Her brother would of been a full medicine cat by now. But they were both in Starclan and she was stuck down here. It hurt...to miss them. If they had been here together they could of dealt with the lunatic of a tom known as their father. They weren't here though, and she had failed in getting rid of Bone once and for all. It wasn't as if she felt anything remotely close to love for her father, but saying you can killing someone and doing are very different things. Next time, she promised the next time they met she'd do it. She'd get rid of a threat to her clan.


    Cursedsoul
    The warrior was resting a bit away from the other cats. She felt a little bad about moving out of their territory. She had started to like the twoleg's nest, but knew they couldn't stay there forever. The midnight pelted she-cat lifted her head as she listened to the chatter going around the place. It was sort of peaceful, and she would relish in this peace for a little longer knowing it would not last.


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    Wildpaw
    The small apprentice jumped off her mentor and began bouncing around him on the ground, as if she just chucked a whole pot of coffee. She was so excited she couldn't help but express it. "Yes! Let's go! Let's go!." She was already half-way out of the camp when she heard Frozenstar calling her. She was super hyper when she was excited. She hurried back in and did small spinning jumps while wondering what the leader wanted. She looked back over at her mentor as he spoke up. They were going to see Willowclan, and she got to come. Awesome! A sudden thought jumped into her hyperactive brain. "Silverwind, you can't flirt with the she-cats." She stopped jumping to set her mentor straight. "I don't think Willowclan likes us all that much, and I don't want to be held back on becoming a warrior because one of them clawed out your eyes or tore off your ear or something like that." Her warriorhood was on stake here.


    Jinxfrost
    Oh dear. It appeared that she was being summoned. The alluring she-cat padded from the shadow moving with a mysterious type of grace, yet every step she took it wasn't hard to notice the hard muscles under that sleek raven pelt of her. Jinxfrost had joined the clan after their little fight, so she held no hatred nor like of Willowclan. She was rather neutral for the time being. The warrior was a somewhat silent feline, often stalking around in the shadows. Some said she was little frosty upon first meeting, but there was always more then what was on the surface. The orange visionaries slipped around the camp before she the good-looking leader with his adorable, yet freaky apprentice. Then there was the older, more intimidating deputy nearby. The striking she-cat walked on silent paws, coming up behind the group and taking a seat, waiting for more to gather.



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    Silverwind shook his head, "Nothing will get in between me and my loves. Why? Because, little one, it is my destiny!" He lifted his head dramatically and then relaxed his muscles, "Besides, if something happens to me, you'll just get a new mentor. Heh. Though I happen to be pretty resistant to, uh, queenly insults. And I'll bet you that these WillowClan cats will be lining up just to see me."
    Silverwind chuckled, obviously daydreaming of what lie just in the forest beyond.

    Flowerpetal|| Molly|| Stormclan|| Queen||


    The queen awoke due to her kit kicking her in the flank. The queen stared at him through narrowed eyes, but her gaze softened and she playfully cuffed him on the ear. :"Good morning.'' She purred, swiping her tongue over the kit's ear. Her kit, more known as Berrykit, was by far the youngest kit in the nursery. Berrykit batted his mother's nose and flopped over onto his back, waving his paws in the air. Flowerpetal chuckled before sitting up and exiting the nursery

    STORMCLAN


    Blankgaze || Female || Warrior || 32 Moons
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    Cat's mentioned in this post: Silverwind || Wildpaw || Ivymist || Rattlesnake || Copperhead || Pantherjaw


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    Blankgaze turned her head to watch what was going on with a few of her clanmates. Silverwind seemed to be at it again before Wildpaw interrupted him. Seems Ivymist wouldn't get her turn with the tom till later. Blankgaze didn't really feel anything toward the tom. After all he only went after pretty she-cat's. As much as it bothered her, she knew she didn't fit in the pretty category. To herself she was elegant and thin like she was supposed to be. But others saw her as a half starved carcass. Though she seemed better off than her brother. His curly fur only made him look worse...


    With a sigh she looked at Pantherjaw who was sending a narrow gaze to the identical brothers Rattlesnake and Copperhead.


    "Is Something wrong, Pan?"


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    Pantherjaw || Male || Warrior || 32 Moons
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    Cats mentioned in this post: Rattlesnake || Copperhead || Frozenstar || Lionpaw || Cloudfoot || Blackmamba || Cobrapaw || Blankgaze


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    Pantherjaw was watching and studying the leader and his interactions between his apprentice and deputy. That's roughly when the quiet predator felt a gaze. He knew right away who it belonged to. The incidental snake siblings. Of course. They were looking mostly at him perhaps thinking of the fact he was to train their sister...who seemed to be out right now. The calculated male narrowed his gaze as it shifted to them. He knew Blackmamba disliked him. He knew she wanted to spoil that little she-cat beyond belief. But in Pantherjaw's mind...she was only sending her closer to death. With ego comes carelessness...and with one wrong move you are gone form the world.


    He didn't spoil his sister for that reason alone.


    Is something wrong, Pan?


    He turned his gaze to his sister who was looking curiously at him.


    "Nothing is wrong my dear...Just thinking"



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    Bob:
    Bob puffed is chest out with pride as his grandson finally became a warrior. He got to his paws, bones creaking slightly from age. Then, with surprising quickness, the elder trotted over to his kit. He raised his paw, and slapped him pridefully across the flank. "Great job! Still doesn't mean yer out of meeting us ev'ry day!" He chuckled, obviously happy.


    Pharaohkit:
    Pharaohkit flicked his ears to the side as he heard the cat who was once known as Jemma, approached. He braced himself for words, that were ment to comfort, but usually made him feel worse. Yet, her footsteps receded as Snowblossom called his name. He sniffled, wiping away his tears with a bronze paw. He obediently padded over, head ducked in confusion, and shame. Once he stood at her paws, he upturned his head. "Snowblossom, am I a burden to the clan?" He asked, feeling the river once more flooding from his sightless eyes.


    Scarab:
    Scarab sat away from the group, feeling horrible. Not only from being sick, but also from her inability to comfort Pharaohkit, or congratulate Moonpaw. She sighed, turning her head away in guilt. Her pelt had grown fuller, and gleamed at its brightest silver. It still hadn't faded due to her sickness, as it wasn't that bad. She coughed, hoping her sickness would disappear soon.


    Yewbranch:
    Yewbranch watched from the crowd, happy that they had so many new warriors, and even some apprentices. He cheered their names with pride. His usually stern, and strict side melting away for the time being. His beloved clan was growing, and had the great fortune to gain so many new warriors.


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    (Phil is a Elder I had created a little while ago based off of Dr. Phil. Mousepaw was an apprentice I created who isn't really remembered all that much.)


    Phil looked down at Carol, hearing that she as cold. He, himself wasn't cold at all, but decided to scoot closer to try and warm her up anyway. Looking around, he noticed the new blonde Medicen cat apprentice, Goldenheart was it? Moving to look down at the river. Her ears drooped, making him wonder what she had seen to make her sad. He sat there watching as Tendersoul walked over to her.


    Jemma lifted her head, hearing pawsteps moving closer. She caught sight of Tendersoul's reflection, and heard his voice asking her what was wrong. "Oh, um, I was just looking at my reflection. I haven't done that in a while, and I guess I don't like what I see." She explained truthfully, her calm lispy voice edged in sadness. Jemma raised a paw again, nuging the collar like object in a more comfortable position. She wasn't startled by his sudden appearance beside her, she had never been one to scare easily. Her single ear flicked a couple of times but then stayed drooped.


    Nailstrike and Mousepaw were sitting with the rest of the group. "Im sure you'll get apprenticed soon Mousepaw, don't worry." Nailstrike encouraged her friend, giving her an affectionate lick on her ear. Mousepaw still looked a bit sad as she watched the apprentices become warriors. "Maybe." Nailstrike nuzzled her friend to comfort her.

    StormClan's LionPaw


    LionPaw yawned slightly his head turning hearing his sisters voice ring in his ears. "Good morning FrozenStar." He said his head turning back to face him quite quickly. The small brute sat down his tail covering his paws. Cocking his head to the side LionPaw saw the deputy. "Morning CloudFoot." The male said his voice quiet and calm. Again he faced his mentor with strange dull eyes. "Willowclan." His voice echoed as he stood to his paws turning to see his sister. "Good morning WildPaw." LionPaw mewed sounding a bit friendlier than before. "Are you excited to meet WillowClan?" He asked his voice darkening a bit at the mention of WillowClan. Thoughts of his father, and 'mother' flooded his head. Is he still out there somewhere? Waiting to pounce! Lies,Lies,Lies! Why is she lying to me? I need to tell WildPaw!! Tearing himself from his thoughts his pupils turned to slits. "WildPaw.. I have to tell you something." He whispered for only her to hear. He stepped in closer to her his tail coming over and laying on her shoulder. His eyes were urgent, and he hoped her small brain would understand what he was about to say. (LionPaw is not trying to me mean by thinking small brain. He just knows not a lot of cats his age could understand his mature language. Just clearing that up. :) )

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    Berrykit|| Tom|| one moon|| Stormclan


    He followed after his mother, only to trip over his own paws. He twitched his ear in annoyance when he heard his mother chuckle. Berrykit's face heated up with embarrassment and he instantly sprang to his paws. Flowerpetal looked down at her only surviving kit, a smile forming on her muzzle, :"Be careful next time," She mewed, watching as Berrykit began searching for the moss ball

    Stormclan
    Ivymist decided to let the deputy and leader talk. She sat off to the side and licked at her paws before washing her face. She watched her clanmates with a soft smile. She wished she could go out of camp and just find an adventure but her duties of a warrior came first. She decided to wait for something to happen just in case. She knew she scented the Willowclan cats but didn't know for sure.


    Willowclan
    Tigermist heard approaching pawsteps. She shrugged it off as nothing but perhaps prey moving around in the forest. She curled her taol around herself. She watched the rest of her clanmates.


    Lightningstrike washed his fur. He flicked his ear at the sounds of the forest. He stood up and stretched. He looked around amoung the Willowclan cats hoping that everyone had made it out of the fire.

    Willowclan


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    Bengalfoot had watched as her apprentice is granted his warrior name, proud that he had persevered through all of the complications throughout his training. The green-eyed warrior sat by Brightstar (Who would you prefer for deputy? Bengalfoot or Sunpelt?), watching over her clanmates for a moment before her gaze shifts to the slow-moving river curiously.


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    Stormclan


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    Stormeyes emerged from the warriors den, missing the nursery for a moment before shaking her head. The she-cat loves her warrior duties. However, she did find herself missing her mate (Lightningstar is a loner now right? I can't remember if he was thrown out of the clans for his devious little plans...) [/fancypost]


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    Carol felt Phil get closer to her and was grateful. Cats always told her that she was crazy, and perhaps, she thought, it was true. Her mind never matched with what was actually going on, and it was sometimes hard to tell reality from the things in her head. She knew it was pretty strange for there to be a blizzard, but it seemed so real to her that she knew it had to be truth, even if it really wasn't.

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    The territory grew more and more familiar as Sage continued walking. He smiled as he remembered the Willowclan cats. I wonder if they even remember me, the sand colored tom thought to himself.

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    WILLOWCLAN


    Eternalknight held a proud smile on his maw as he watched Blindseer and Ashrose gain their warrior name. He was proud of all the new warriors but, Blindseer and Ashrose had both once been his apprentice. When he saw Ashrose slip away, he raised an invisible brow. Standing on all fours, he followed after his former apprentice. "how's it feel to be a warrior, Ashrose?" asked the old tom. He wasn't as old as Silvereye or Phil but, the grey on his muzzle was a becoming a stark contrast against his white fur.


    Speckledblaze looked across the river, then back at her fellow warriors. "this is insane' she said quietly, more to herself then anyone else. Was she scared? Not exactly. Nervous? Totally.


    Bluekit peered down at his reflection in the river, standing on an alarmingly smooth rock that overlooked the river. "greykit, come look at this!" he meowed excitedly.


    STORMCLAN


    Cloudfoot nodded his head in response to his leader's request. "of course, Frozenstar. I think we should send out a small hunting patrol, though. With our cat count doubling, we will need more fresh kill. " he said, hoping not to offend his leader.He knew lightning star would have clawed him over the ears for such a suggestion but, Frozenstar wasn't the old leader. Hearing Lionpaw greet him, he nodded. "good morning, Lionpaw" he said moments before the golden colored feline walked away with his sister.
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