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Sure! Just make a form for Cloudstar; just copy/paste the form on the first post
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And, please, don't use my real name, Survivor.
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Thornshade let out a purr. "No problem," she mewed, then, without further word, left the den in search of Toadpaw.
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Ravenpaw watched his friend from a distance. He shook his head, seeing how closed-off both the apprentices were with their feelings towards each other. "Kids..." he muttered under his breath. He kept his gaze glued to the conversing cats.
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Survivor, make sure you keep to the plot: Cloudstar, at the moment, is a harsh, very paranoid cat. Just something to keep in mind
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Mallowpelt dipped his head in understanding. "Fine by me," he rumbled, then made his way over to the camp entrance, waiting for Darkpaw to follow.
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No, its fine! Don't worry about it.
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Thornshade's ears pricked. She sighed. Sounds like Cloudstar's raging again... With a lash of her tail, Thornshade briskly padded over to the Great Sycmore and shot up its trunk, perching nervously on the branch where her leader sat. "Everything okay, Cloudstar?" she asked, cringing as she imagined her leader striking her.
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OOC~ There we go! lol

IC~ Thornshade flinched. But as deputy, it was her responsibility to stand tall and support her Clan, even if that meant defying their leader. Thornshade held her ground, fastening her claws into the bark of the branch. "Cloudstar, the Clan is weak." She said her first thought straight out. "I understand that your trials are to seek out the strongest in the Clan, but instead they've driven out nearly everyone! Remember my sister, Fable? Anyway, I was thinking..." While talking, Thornshade nonchalantly took a step back out of range of her leader's claws. "...that rogue, Neverblack, he seems pretty harmless, as well as in need of a home. Perhaps...maybe...he could--" the deputy braced herself. "--become a NightClan warrior?"
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Ravenpaw rolled his eyes. This is going downhill...fast. Rising to his paws, he decided it was time for him to intervene. They need a rogue's help!'"
Padding up beside Hickorypaw, he abruptly butted into their conversation with a meaningful yawn. Ravenpaw felt that, since Hickorypaw's subtlety wasn't working, it'd be best if he set the pair up directly. "Hey!" He meowed, cutting off his friend. Giving Hickorypaw a look like, Dude, where's your game? he continued the rest of his statement while facing Slightpaw. "Listen, Sli--can I call you Sli?--I think what my friend's trying to say here is that he'd like to ask you to take a walk with him. Tomorrow. At sunset. Just the two of you." Then, with a dismissive flick of his tail, he turned and strode away with the words, "You're welcome!" -
Thornshade dropped her gaze. "I was just asking a question..." she mumbled. Then, suddenly, an alarmed cry sounded in the the distance, and the deputy pricked her ears. She gasped as she recognized the sound. "That sounds like Toadpaw!" she yelped. Abandoning her useless argument with Cloudstar, Thornshade launched herself down the tree and raced out of camp, desperately trying to pinpoint the direction of the cry. "Toadpaw, where are you?" Worry settled like a stone in her stomach. We've lost so many to the trials...please, StarClan, don't let this be serious! We can't afford to lose another apprentice.
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Ravenpaw put an expression of mock smugness on his face before answering, "Yeah, I know." Then he broke into a laugh and politely added, "I'm just kidding. And no problem, dude! So, anyway, the key to a she-cat's heart is romance. Make your time spent with her special, like...well I don't know! I'm not the one with a she-cat, here!"
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OOC~Oooh, this is getting good!
:) 
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Blazepaw, who'd been crouching in the shadows, unable to sleep, watched Birchpaw walk away, then got up and followed him into the medicine den. Sitting down near the den entrance, she called to Birchpaw in the eerie gloom. "Ravenpaw can be a bit bold, huh?" Her voice was cool as ice, matching the atmosphere of her green gaze.
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Thornshade didn't answer. Instead, she searched for the apprentice, sniffing wildly in order to try picking up a scent trail. Suddenly, near a small hazel bush, she managed to catch a whiff of Toadpaw's scent. "This way," she instructed, gesturing with her tail towards a winding path that led through a grove of nettle. "Let's go!" Not waiting to see if her leader followed or not, Thornshade took off in the direction of the scent.
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Skidding to a halt, the deputy heard the voice of Applepaw. "This way!" she called, hoping the apprentice would hear and follow. StarClan knew what Toadpaw had gotten himself into, and it was best to have an extra set of paws just in case.
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OOC~ Me too! Yay!

IC~ Blazepaw tried peering over Birchpaw's shoulder to see his expression, to see if he'd answer. When after several heartbeats he didn't, Blazepaw pressed further. "You know, I may not know much about the Clans, but I'm pretty sure medicine cats--and medicine cat apprentices--aren't aloud to have mates, by the 'word of the warrior code.'" She said the last part with a mocking tone, stirring up dust as she lashed her tail across the den floor. The she-cat let out a grunt. "And I'll bet a moon of hunting patrols that you're IceClan's medicine cat apprentice. Correct?" Her eyes gleamed with pleasure at seeing how uncomfortable she was making Birchpaw.