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  • she did not reply lying still on the grass dead..killed my a shadowclan cat she said her last words"you may have him and i always will be with you! avenge my death will you theres a dear i just want to say..."she was gone...

  • She screeched. "NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" now she was out for blood.

  • I growl. "SO, dont talk to my kits like that!" I snap and carry them back into the nursery. Ravenstripe folows me, glancing back furiously.

  • Sweetsong lets out the saddest wail one has ever heard and throws herself onto her sister's body.

  • name -stealthfire
    looks tigerstar only with more battlescars
    cent
    mate/crush sweetsong
    gender tom
    talents- swimming diving singing battleing very good with kits
    personality- for a mate- anyone like me but who loves me for who i am...
    personality- sweet kind helpful good sense of humor good at battles and hunting loves kits fish and singing he is in his teens.
    rank- best warrior ever!

  • Name: Silvertransactions
    Looks: He is a silver tabby with green eyes.
    Scent: He smells like blood and fire.
    Mate/Crush: None, but he sorta has a thing for his apprentice.
    Gender: Tom
    Talents:- Battling, convincing, climbing, and jumping.
    Personality- for a mate- A patient she-cat who can handle him when he's catnip stuffed.
    Personality- Strong, impulsive, rude, quiet, and hard working.
    Rank- WARRIAH!!

    The post was edited 1 time, last by ☆Shineswirl☆ ().

  • Ashflower sat quietly in the medicine cat's den, wait to get the thorn out of her paw.


    Chasefire padded into camp with a devilish smile.


    Autompaw ran through the forest, and all the way back to camp. Panting she looked around.