RoseClan RP thread (high positions open)

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    Enchantedrose smiled as she sat in the middle of a circle of lilacs. She closed her eyes as she nuzzled her nose into the sweet familiar scent. She was on her stomach sunning herself in the flower bed. She was very careful not to squish the precious flowers. They meant life and death to her clan.
    Enchantedrose had gotten up and padded to a stream that lead off of the waterfall. She grinned looking at her reflection. She was a beautiful cat. Her rosy-brown pelt stuck out in the lush, green territory. Looking at her reflection, she extended a paw towards the flat water and watched it ripple. She giggled and watched it morph her figure.

    Sagelove gently removed a weed from between two flowers. She ended up getting a bleeding scratch on her nose from the thorn, but she didn't notice. She made sure the weed left no seeds behind before placing it under a holly bush. She searched for more around the roses and gently took another. She continued her work until she saw no more, finaly content.

    Enchantedrose smiled and decided to do something useful. She smiled as she silently padded through the lush forest she lived in. She loved Roseclan territory. Full of lively things everywhere. Nature got along and the cats were never too low on supplies. She looked up at the clear blue sky. The sky looked as if it was silk. She padded on through her forest. Her enchanted forest. She giggled as she streaked along her territory.
    Enchantedrose stopped in her tracks. Squirrel! she thought to herself as she crouched low in the undergrowth. She pricked her ears pin-pointing the squirrel's position. She stalked the prey silently through the green bushes and stayed cautious of thorns. At the right moment she made a flying leap. She grinned as she felt a breeze ruffle her pelt. She glided gracefully as landed near the squirrel. She bit the creature and killed it swiftly.
    Enchantedrose bowed her head and gave her thanks to her ancestors. She padded cheerfully back to camp that was a large garden. She tossed her catch into the fresh-kill pile and lied down in a patch of sunlight.