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    Heatherkit gasped. She leaned on Gashkit for comfort.


    Moonivy's pretty eyes widened. She had expected something a little less, like maybe just hiding, or not going out of camp.


    Frostpelt nodded, unfazed and unsurprised.


    Hawktalon's still in his shocked position, thinking how it could ever get worse.

    Bushkit leaned closer to her mother and siblings. She shivered, not just from the cold, but because of the news.


    Frostpelt dipped his head in approval to Palestar.

    "Hmm.." Pine mewed thoughtfully, mostly focusing on where he was. "I think I know where we are. Yes! I do! Before the twolegs caught me, I lived her for a while. There's pretty good hunting, but the closest cats, which might be Pineclanners, are a couple days away- if you're running as fast as you can the whole way. In short, we have a LONG way to go." He meowed as he walked. He swished his tail, not really watching where the spikes were going. He barely even thought about the spikes anymore, as his fluffy tail covered them, so you could never see them.

    "I guess I'll go in the second group. That way I know everyone has gone." Frostpelt mewed.


    Hawktalon nodded and padded over to the queens and kits.


    Heatherkit glanced at Bushkit. She smiled to reassure the scared smaller kit.


    Bushkit plastered on a small smile towards Heatherkit.

    Pine purred. "Good catch. My turn." He crept away, soon sporting a vole. He slowly and quietly padded forward. He stepped on a dry twig, the snap alerting the vole, but it was already too late. He had already pounced and he fell on the vole, quickly snapping its neck in his sharp teeth. Pine brought the vole back to Dawnpool. He closed his eyes for a second to savor the vole's blood on his tongue. It felt like they hadn't had freshkill in ages.

    OOC: Lol I don't like donuts. I have 2 new pictures (that I drew) in my gallery thing X3


    IC: Stonestar led the patrol around the border, making a path as they went. The snow was about shoulder-deep and in some places, you could sink up to past your ears.


    Thornclaw trudged trough the snow, his face twisted sourly. He blended into the snow pretty well with his white and light grey striped pelt.

    Pine sighed. "We'll think of it this way: If you had never come, I would have never met you, and that would leave me in a wretched position of miserableness and despair." Pine looked her straight in the eyes. "I'm not usually nervous. Ever. But when I'm with you, I get nervous in the best way. Dawnpool, when we get to your clan, if they do not except us, you can come back and live with me. But trust me, they'll accept us. No if and or buts about it." Pine hoisted himself up and scoured for a place to sleep.

    OOC: Awwww!!


    IC: When Pine did fall asleep, it was a dream of what clan life must be like. Dawnpool wandered into his dream and he imagined running over green fields and lush forests with her, chasing a vole and a mouse. He woke up as the sun started to rise. He yawned and looked over at Dawnpool. She looks so adorable, even when she sleeps! Pine thought. He purred ten sat to groom his silky glowing white fur. He was careful with the spikes on his tail.

    Bushkit followed close behind, worried about what was to come.


    Hawktalon got ready to go with the queens and kits. He gently picked up poor little Gashkit, who'd hit his head and was now in a coma.


    Heatherkit looked worriedly at Gashkit, then followed Mintybreeze.


    Moonivy paced nervously.


    Frostpelt was sitting, calm as ever.

    OOC: Stoneclan doesn't have any neighbors. We're the only clan on the mountain. We do have borders, though.


    IC: Stonestar lead the border/ snow plowing patrol back, glad that it was mostly uneventful and even somewhat boring.

    Frostpelt nudged Lightpaw gently. "C'mon, now. Being a medicine cat isn't maybe as exciting, or action-packed. But I enjoy it immensely. I love being able to help cats when they are in need." Frostpelt mewed softly, so only she could hear. "I have learned the hardest job in the clan, and I'm proud." Frostpelt finished encouragingly, hoping Lightpaw wouldn't feel so down about her 'doomed' future.

    Sparkstar smiled proudly when he saw the kits, he knew the female was going to be a tough one. He wasn't sure about the other. He padded into the center of the clearing to call a hunting patrol. "Lemonfur! Silverwing! Burningcharm! Hunting patrol!" He yowled. "Shadowwind, you stay here."


    Silverwing padded up to her brother so she could go hunting.