Darkclan, clan of the dark forest RP

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    Brightfire pulled herself together and padded out of the den, grabbing the Squirel and bringing it over to where Feather (sorry again) was eating.

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    Featherclaw woke up, "Brightfire, whats wrong?"


    Coldstar didn't even notice Brightfire's absence. He padded out of camp. He padded over to a small river. He looked into the water. He looked around for any cat arouund, when it was all clear, Coldstar looked back into the river. It rippled silently as Coldstar's tears drped into the still surface

    Brightfire looked up at Featherclaw and explained what happened. No matter what, His mind is always on that stupid She-cat, Brightfire growled. When she realized what she had said, she quickly apologized to Featherclaw.

    Brightfire Gave the Squirel to Featherclaw. I'm not Hungry she explained glumly

    featherclaw meowed through a muthful, "give Coldstar a chance, you never know, he could be hurting pretty bad"


    Coldstar looked into the river. For a brief second, he saw Gingerflame. But the rippling took the image away to reveal the ginger squerrle siting on a low brranch, wairily watching the lead. With a yowl of pent up rage and grif, he leaped, knocking the squirrle down and mercylessly slashed its throat, "gingerflame!"he snarled at the sky, his eyes glazed with emoton

    Brightfire Nodded. I Know.. it's just that he seems so distant, and he never cares if i leave without permission. He is just shocked when i come through the entrence. He is always like: you were gone?

    Mistfur yawned when she walked into the den." Hey brightfire, featherclaw." She mewed.



    Signed up!!!

    Featherclaw laughed, "he is like that with every cat, if you really want him to notice you, why not make him go on potrol, you are the deputy" she perked her ears at the sudden yowl, "i suggest you wait till he calms down"


    Coldstar stood, looking at the bundle of ginger fur. He blinked, as if trying to remember what had happened. Then picked it up. burying it beside the river. He then padded back into camp. Acting asif nothing happened even though his paws were bloody

    Mistfur sat down." Whats wrong?" She asked.

    Coldstar...Attention.....Ginger....zzzzzzzzzz Brightfire murmered in her sleep.

    Featherclaw padded out of the den. she sat beside Coldstar who was munching on a shrew, "wo! wash your paws Dr.Scurge" she meowed

    Brightfire woke up to see Coldstar with his bloody paws. Her eyes grew wide with horror, and she padded up to him. What did you do!? She exclaimed

    Mistfur stayed in the den. She yawned and curled up, then quickly fell asleep.

    Coldstar shrugged, "killed a squirrle, quit worrying, i didn't kill any cat"


    Featherclaw nuged Brightfire, "here is your chance!"she whispered, ïn a louder voice she meowed, "im going to bed"she winked at Brightfire, then backed into the den.


    Coldstr flicked his ear, licking the blood off his paws, "weird...."

    "I..I Want you to go on a border patrol with me" Brightfire stuttered, expecting to be slashed by her leader's claws for her arrogance

    Coldstar stretched. He felt in a better mood after killing the ginger squirrle, "sure"he meowed, heading out of camp, "lets go now"

    o..ok! Brightfire said, trying to sound cheerful, yet inside she was a melting pot of worries