Flameclan (Queens, and Kits needed!)

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    (Oh I see)


    Falconpaw left the nursery to hunt for the new kits.

    (i also wish i could have been there with the shoutouts of dep and dep app...)


    Cherrykit slowly blinked open her eyes. "its huge!" she exclaimed

    Falconpaw returns from her hunting patrol with a huge rabbit and a moorhen in her jaws. Spotting Cherrykit, she says, "Hey there. Are you one of the new kits?"

    Falconpaw licks her ear. "Take your time. This is our Clan, FlameClan. And I'm Falconpaw. Nice to meet you!" she purrs.

    "im..." she says stopping to think about what they said her name was. "Cherrykit." she mewed and looks around more.

    Falconpaw turns away, leaving Cherrykit to her own desires. "If you need anything, I'll be right here!" she yowls, settling under a honeysuckle bush for a nap. I l like this kitten. I hope we become the best of friends... she thought as she drifted off into sleep.

    Cherrykit's eye fell on the highrock (or flameclan equivalent) and she walked up to it, craning her neck to that she almost fell backwards to see the top.

    Hi...um Dimondnose, she is my friend, and she told me for some one to take over her place. So, anyone can do it, just be careful. Also, she says, "sorry for leaving."

    yeah, i didnt realize she left and why cant she tell us herself. also take her place how?

    I understand. But why couldn't she have told us herself?


    (By the way, if she really is leaving, can I take over?)

    Well, since Falconpaw is still an apprentice, can I make another cat to be leader?

    After her nap, Falconpaw decided to hunt. After a long while, it was sunset. Falconpaw had amassed a huge pile of fresh-kill. Three mice, two birds, another rabbit and a squirrel. It took her three trips to take it back to camp, and she quietly slunk away for a border patrol by herself.