NEW CLAN!!!!!! POPPYCLAN!!!!!!!!!

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    "mommy"night kit cried
    berrykit and sharpkit was fitting "ha"sounded sharp kit
    "no you dont"berry kit meowed

    OOC: It's medicine cat and we already have one, oh and the name are not like this Red wing, they are Redwing, all one word... And you can not only be kits, you have too be a warrior or some thing importent... One more thing, there will be wolves soon...

    IC: Birchstar smell a wolf and followed the scent...

    Accepted, NO MORE KITS THOUGH!!!!!!!!!!!!! Oh and Ravenflight knows a little German...

    OOC: Ravenflight spotted Finch and mewed, " Hallo freund." He sighed and looked over at the FKP, it was rather low...

    Name:Leopardstorm
    Age:22 moons
    Gender:she-cat
    Rank:warrior
    Mate:none but likes Dustyflight
    Kits:wants some
    Apperance:beautiful cinnamon tabby she-cat with vivid blue eyes

    Name:Bumblestripe
    Age:23 moons
    Gender:tom
    Rank:warrior
    Mate:none but likes Pumaheart
    Kits:none
    Apperance:handsome pale tabby tom with black stripes and blue eyes

    Leopardstorm padded out of the warrior's den with her brother Bumblestripe behind her.

    Pumaheart smiled and mewed, "Come on!" She bounded out of camp.



    Dustyflight stretched and looked around. He padded over to Leopardstorm, "Hey."

    Pumaheart halted in a clearing and turned to Cloverpaw. "Ok, now go and catch as much prey as you can, and remember, I'll be watching you so do your best!" She mewed cheerfully.

    OOC: If it's okay with you, I'm gonna time skip so I don't spend 5 posts doing the same thing. If you want the description of the hunting, just tell me and I'll make it.


    A couple of hours had passed and Cloverpaw was more than out of breath. She reaped the benifits of her labor though- she had collected 2 squirrels, 4 chipmunks- they had been a family and gotten caught, 3 voles- also a family, a young beaver, 2 finches, 1 thrush, and a rabbit.

    OOC: no its fine, you can skip.



    IC: Pumaheart finally padded out from the undergrowth, her eyes glinting with pride. "You did good, Cloverpaw! I'm certain you passed, but I still need to talk about it with Birchstar. Here, I'll help you with your catches." She went and picked up some of the prey.

    "Thanks." She huffed. Cloverpaw's eyes were glazing a bit but she smiled all the same and picked up all the prey she could- about 6 pieces, and started off.

    Pumaheart carried what was left and headed back to camp. Once they got there, she laid out the pieces and mewed, "Let me get Birchstar so she can see." Pumaheart padded to the leader's den and called, "Birchstar?"