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    Frosteyes

    --She nodded slowly, flattening her ears in slight pity for him. She decided not to pry. "Are you scared? Being the leader if- If Mothstar dies of this sickness?"

    Dandelionpaw

    --She didn't look her mom in the eye but flicked an easy in response. She had asked about him a couple days ago, but it seems that the stress with Toadfur and Tinyfeather dying, she forgot. The apprentice stupid up with wabally legs and began to walk away from her silent kits. Her miscarriage. But she froze dead in her tracks in fear as she felt the presence of 3 dark forest cats and as soon as she felt it, it went away. She turned her wide red eyes around and looked at the tiny bodies and saw three of them begin to move. "No!" She screamed.

    Roseshine sighed quietly,"Dandelionpaw I'm so sorry this is all my fault." She then got up and was getting ready to bury the kits when she felt the presence of the 3 dark forest cats as well. She then looked down at the kits and back up at her daughter now feeling really bad about what happen,"Dandelionpaw I promise I will help you with the kits. Besides they are my half siblings anyways."

    Redfang blinked."I won't be afraid. I'm looking forward to being leader. However I don't want Mothstar to die. He has been an excellent leader and friend."he said calmly. The tom flexed his claws out and back in as he thought. (He does some what mean that. He has small bits of emotion so he was a bit sad when Toadfur died, he does feel attraction to Nightwhisper))

    Hauntedfire shrugged. "I don't really mind the company," she mewed, "But if you want to be alone, then feel free to leave." She secretly enjoyed the company, but didn't want to show it, continuing her stoic demeanor.


    So can I have a breakdown of Darkkit please? I kinda forgot about her briefly.

    Wolfyy- Shoot, sorry, I missed your post with Polarblast


    Legendstreak rolled her eyes slightly, still very untrustworthy and not willing to show anything but it. "I'm not half starved just fit, unlike you Murkyclaners who get all the prey." She shook her head, "you may have only seen me out of the corner of your eye. I was taken into your camp before."

    Oh it's fine! :)


    Polarblast nodded. "I might have seen you then." His tail twitched at the mention of the clan being well-fed. He looked at his paws. "Things in Murkyclan haven't been all sunshine and rainbows lately. Nearly everyone is sick with an illness we can't seem to conquer.."

    Legendstreak sat up a bit straiter, "an illness? Does anyone that is close to you have it?" She knew it could be tough to lose others that meant a lot to one's self, and she would need to know about the sickness to keep herself safe.

    Mothstar open


    Frosteyes flicked the tip of her tail. "I will be very sad... I served under my father Fogstar and then under Mothstar... usually cats only see two leaders in their lifetime... looks like most of us will see three..." she held remorse in her voice


    Brightpaw began to clean with her sister


    Dabdelionpaw hissed. "I don't want them! T-They're from the dark forest and not starclan!"


    (Dark kit 's dark forest spirit had given birth to 3 litters of kits and killed all of them. She even had to eat a few during winter. She also had killed herself by jumping into an alligator. Do you need anything else? Besides she is secretive, skiddish, and always thinks pal are talking bad about her)

    Polarblast shook his head. "No, luckily enough. But cats are dying all over and it's causing panic. Our leader is sick too." The white tom didn't like admitting his clan's weak state to an outsider, but so far, she'd seemed trustworthy enough.


    Hauntedfire nodded. "I like the quiet. It's nice being away from everything else that usually drives me nuts." The smoky Bengal she-cat leapt onto a fallen log, gazing around at the marshy environment they called home. "Do you like it here?" she asked, suddenly looking directly into his eyes.

    (Hey &Mossfeather& , what is Unwantedkit like?)


    Legendstreak nodded, thinking back to the leader she had met before. "Sounds tough," she mused. "Does your clan not have a cure then?" She began thinking of her own clan, it pained her to think that they could possibly be going through similar situations without her knowing.

    He blinked, some days. some not. I grew up here but getting out to travel ... that would be nice. I'd get to see more than just our land. he responded honestly.

    Polarblast shook his head. "Even our medicine cat is sick," he mewed quietly. Sighing, he shuffled his paws closer to his chest, crouching. "What about you? You don't seem like the loner type." The she-cat was well-muscled, and had the fire of a Warrior in her eyes. It was clear that she had experience.


    Hauntedfire nodded slowly. "I often feel the same way," she admitted. It was nice to get out. Most of the cats in camp didn't understand her. She was often solitary, and didn't have many friends besides her sister. She saw a potential friend in Halfmask. He seemed to understand her more than the others.


    Stellarshine was sitting near the edge of camp, grooming.


    Batfang and Dunepaw, now newly named, were sharing tongues outside the Warriors' den.

    halfmask looked up from a crouch he'd taken, yeah. it's better out here than in there. he rumbled gently with a frown.


    Finnloch fell quiet, her head down in the medicine den, coughing in her corner. She didn't want anybody to hear her, or to see how bad she'd let herself get. Her belly ached as did her heart, almost scared as she sat by herself in her nest, shaking and fearful. She was like a counselor, several of the clan came to her with their issues. She whimpered, crouching into her nest as she swept her tail up along her side to hide her slightly swollen belly. Who could she trust? She'd seen the looks around her from the clan when she emerged from her den; shamed, shocked and disapproving. What else could she do? She should be proud of her kits, but could she hide her affection for their father even though she had more than enough on her plate? She just wanted to not have to hide this fact.

    Hauntedfire decided to open up to him a little bit. "I don't really fit in here," she mewed, clawing at the ground out of frustration. "Stellarshine makes friends so easily. I'm more like the rotten apple of the family, a loner and social outcast. I'm lucky to have her there for me."

    He looked over at her as spoke, listening intently. I understand not fitting in. I'm the last one of my litter and my father leads a separate group.