- ClearClan - Roleplay

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    ((True. :) ))


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    Snowsong saw the orders be given to Ivypaw and Royal Majesty. Despite being shy she trotted over to Redfeather and presented herself as an extra warrior in order to server her clan the best she could as a warrior. "I can help you. Just say whatever I need to do and I'll do it." She mewed. Her forest green eyes locked onto Redfeather to make sure she knew she was determind and in hope that she would then trust her.

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    Redfeather nodded. "Okay, you can guard the camp with Royal."


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    "Sure." Snowsong nodded and turned away. Padding over to Royal she sat opposite the she-cat gaurding the enterance. Every now and then she scented the air.

    Royalmajesty stood firmly at the entrance too the cave a look of determination on her face as she gazed for any threats. Nothing would harm these kits untill they had ripped her apart 7 fold. She guarded the cave and forced her mind too focus.

    Birdpaw was in the medicine den, sorting herbs. Let's see, this leaf is too wilted, and this one is too brown. She hoped she was doing a good job.


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    Scropion sighed, "I'll let you off easy since it was a small crime, but do it again and I'll act as if you tried to fight with me!" Scropion hissed, keeping his tone deep and threatening. Then his voice brightend immediately after he was down scolding him, "Now, I hope none of you get any similiar ideas. Try and act as though you have some sense." He said delightfully toward Ocelot and Blaze who remained quiet as SNarl was punishment. No one was free of his wrath. No one.

    Snarl gave a soft sigh of relief, and nodded to Ocelot and Blaze to emphasize his leaders point. Blood was still dripping from his face, seemingly not giving up. He could barely talk, he was so dozy. " S-sir. " Snarl murmured. " I do not feel well. Perhaps it would be okay if I go alone to find a place to sleep? " He was already stumbling around, trying to keep his eyes open. The blood was taking alot out of him.

    Grace began too feel thirsty she asked another warrior too her post padding into the forest accidentally she overheard the sound of voices toms... she crept closer too them (That's you snare and etc)

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    ((She should know they are in the territory already))


    Redfeather looked around, glad the entrance was being watched. Unlike before. she thought. No one was watching and strange cats just strolled right in!


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    Scropion sighed, "Yes, you may rest. Maybe it is best that we all rest for the day, then we could meet up with the Stormclan. I won't have you looking weak as we meet with them." stated Scropion as if the thought was completely out of question.


    Blaze moaned, Finally we've been patrolling around all day and now with these clans Scropion has been even more active than usaul. Why does he care for them? He acts like he's known them forever. Well better catch something to eat, Blaze opened his mouth to take in the surrounding scents, What's that? Not prey.... A cat.... Blaze's head suddenly darted from side to side as he looked around to see if the cat was visible.

    Snarl dipped his head to Scropion, muttering " Thanks. " but found he couldn't raise it again. He tilted it, and saw Blaze looking around, a strange expression on his face. Curiously, Snarl raised his head with extreme effort, and walked over to the tom. " Whats wrong, Blaze? " He asked, not at all threatening.

    Snowsong gaurded the enterance as best she could. She still hoped no cats would come back or new cats would attack as she hated fighting and tried to avoid it. The long furred she-cat had her mind on becoming a medicine cat but it seemed she had to serve as a warrior. She didn't mind but she felt deep inside that she wasn't good enough to be a warrior. She flexed what muscles she had and gazed out of the cave with forest green eyes.

    Grace hid and tried too back away but a twig snapped and she froze with a swear under breath. Her blue eyes scrutinized the toms she could maybe take on one of them but all. Three? impossible!

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    Birdpaw started making battle wound herb pouches after she was done. Better safe than sorry, she thought. She made enough for three cats and then stopped. That should be enough for now.


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    "I'm almost certain I smell one of those warriors from the female cla-" Blaze's ears perked up as he heard a twig snap, confirming his previous thoughts, "Who's there!" Blaze hissed as he leaped infront of Grace.


    A split second later Ocelot was behind Grace, "A spy! Does the Clearclan already see us as unfriendly host? I thought we made a good impression." Ocelot added, unsheathing his claws and baring his teeth.


    Scropion sat up straight, his chest puffted outward, "She-cat, what are you doing following us?" He asked, looking quite calm. His gaze landing on Ocelot and Blaze, signaling for them to not be so hostile.