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{Ravenheart is a she-cat. :3}

Nightstar leaped down from Jagged Rock, landing lightly on her paws with a quiet thud. She meowed a congratulations to the two mentors and apprentices, after the roaring of their names. The black she-cat stopped over by Smokefire, Rainypath and Sweetpaw. "Veilclan has had much luck that no cats have been harmed lately." Nightstar purred gratefully, giving a slight nod to the medicine cat.

Pinepaw calmed down rather quickly, seeing as this technically wasn't really his first mentor. "I suppose it's too late for training." Pinepaw mused to anybody listening. It was late afternoon, but not much time for a good solid training.

Zayne knelled down on the concrete. He pulled up Sasha's pant leg partly upwards, revealing the black tracking device. Immediately he set to work, and after a few moments of silence concentration, it came off with a pop.

With a grin, Zayne straightened upwards, dusting off of his pant legs. "And there you go." He said, crossing his arms over his thick chest.

Zayne was surprised by Sasha's hug, staggering back a foot or two. "I just got out of prison. Who am I going to tell?" Zayne cast her a lazy grin over his shoulder, as he was heading back to his vehicle. He thought of a few places he could stay at, hiding out while the cops searched for Sasha. The old warehouse Zayne had bought before going to jail was ideal. It was a little bit away, not a building you'd give a second glance, but stock full of emergency things and plenty of space.

Zayne snagged a helmet from the back of his motorcycle. It was a 1946 Norton, model 18. He had bought it off of somebody, who had fixed it to it's prime glory. He slipped on the helmet, and buckled it underneath his chin. He handed the other helmet to Sasha. Both were simple black, but his had 'Zayne' painted on it in chrome. The motorcycle itself was silver and chrome, it had Norton fancily painted on it with a black and red stripe beneath it.

He slung his leg over one side, grabbing a pair of gloves from his pocket. Zayne slipped them on, wriggling his fingers for a moment. He hitched up his leg, and brought it down. Giving the motorcycle a little gas, it rumbled then roared to a start. Zayne was fortunate of the hot days, for he had forgotten to bring a leather jacket. He always had two helmets and a pair of gloves though.

Accepted!

Mentors~
Shallowpaw - Nightstar
Lightningpaw - Smokefire
Duskpaw - Bronzeflower

Oh, Shaylan you're accepted too. I didn't see your's. ^^;

{I don't even see how it's possible to make shampoo out of that. xD}

As soon as Zayne felt the presence of Sasha's arms around his waist, he pulled out of the parking spot, putting up the kick stand. He slowly rode out of the parking lot, stopping for a moment. He looked both ways, seeing only a car coming for the left. He zoomed out in front of it, taking a sharp left. Catching up with the speed limit, the noise of the motorcycle excelled, and the two flew down the roads.

Roughly forty or fifty minutes later, the two reached a stout gray concrete building. It was cracked in some places, but sturdy and not leaky. Not that Zayne expected rain. He slowed to a stop, the engine going down to a purr. He took out the key, and the engine quietly stopped. He jumped off, making sure the kick stand was down. He replaced the helmet in it's spot, his gloves going into his pocket.

After a moment of waiting for Sasha, Zayne headed for the building. He opened the wooden door, a large almost empty space before them. It had a fridge that only contained soda cans, cheese that wasn't the soft kind, uncooked bacon and butter. He had recently restocked the place, upon checking it recently. There were a few crates filled with Trail Mix, granola bars, fruit snacks, cereal, the likes. There was some stairs that led upwards, which would reveal two rooms. One contained a few beds, and the other was a working bathroom.

{Edited my last post, so I don't have to worry about waiting for Hailfire :3}

The large apprentice started to pad over to a group of apprentice, the three siblings. He greeted each of them with a friendly nod. "Anybody else going on dawn patrol? Bronzeflower told me I was supposed to be on it tomorrow." Pinepaw asked randomly, partially to make conversation but also because he was curious. It would be more fun if he had friends coming along with him. He wondered briefly what they were talking about before he came here, and then felt embarrassed that he might of interrupted something.

Pinepaw turned his head for a moment to watch the other two apprentices leave. They were acting rather weird. Pinepaw noted to himself. He turned back to Shallowpaw, a rather shy apprentice. He felt a little sorry for her because of that, for he was a more outgoing cat himself. A little oblivious too.

"Great! It will be nice to share the blame of trouble I'm sure to get in." Pinepaw joked, grinning. He flicked his tail contentedly. Most of the day had been spent in eagerness, but now that his mentor was named, Pinepaw felt more relaxed.

BOO!

Zayne glanced at the stove towards the side. It should work too, but he wasn't sure. He walked over to a crate, grabbing a couple of things. A towel, shampoo, conditioner, a wash cloth and a bar of soap. Grabbing a plastic bag, he put everything in there. He handed the bag to Sasha. "Here. The bathroom is upstairs and the door to the far right."

He figured Sasha would want to freshen up. Though she seemed to appear already better, stress relieving. Zayne grabbed a granola bar, since he hadn't eaten at the restaurant like Sasha did.

"They don't need to know that." Pinepaw responded, still wearing a silly grin. Most of the time, problems were blamed on apprentices, though it was typically more of a teasing joke. The apprentice glanced up at the sky again, figuring that there was time for something to do.
"Do you wanna come with me to pick out fresh moss?" Pinepaw asked, already thinking of the warm fresh nest. "That is, if you want to." He added hastily, his whiskers twitching.

Nightstar stretched out her front legs. "How's your training going, Sweetpaw?" Nightstar asked the medicine cat apprentice. Surely Rainypath could help focus more on training her apprentice since there hadn't been many wounds. It had been a peaceful time. Then again, sometimes real work was the best training.

Nightstar nodded in mutual agreement. "It is, isn't? I just hope it won't be blazing tomorrow. All the prey will be hiding in the shade." Nightstar commented. She couldn't help but hear Smokefire's earlier comment.

The leader glanced over at the two apprentices, an amused smile on her face. "They start earlier and earlier every year, I would say." She said with a shake of her head.

Pinepaw chased after Shallowpaw, who darted quickly with almost no warning. "Alright!" He shouted in response, though he didn't really need to. He followed the smaller apprentice with ease.

PaintedHorizon@ Yup =D

SoaringWofl@ Accepted! Awesome, now we have some elders =D

OOC- Shaylan@ Is Mazekit outside of the camp? There isn't trees in camp, it's a clearing. ^.^

Nightstar nodded to Hailfire. "Yes, with the prey running so well, we hadn't had much hunting since this morning. Would you mind if I tagged along?" The black she-cat with silvery tips asked. She didn't expect to be turned down, mostly since cats just didn't with her rank. Though she wouldn't mind one day somebody treating her like a normal clan mate. She was just the organizer, the optimism.

Falconflight gave Tex, no Firesoul, a nod as he left. He didn't know the ginger tom very well. But he was surprised by the news, what a horrible thing. He turned to Oceanheart, also a cat he hadn't known a lot. But he knew that she was more familiar with Redtail.

Redtail cawed a friendly greeting to Oceanheart. She was the cat with the pearl.

Nightstar nodded, following Hailfire's trail of thought. "The forest shade always feels nice to, on such a dark pelt." Nightstar murmured, half talking in general, half about herself. She had sunk down onto her haunches to sit, but was now sprung up. Her tail twitched eagerly, wanting to go and race after prey.

Watch out for that tree! =D

Sure! :3 I'd love to claim a kit. ^.^

Nightstar smiled gently, her features and emotions were often soft. "Wouldn't take very much prey to do that." Nightstar purred, blinking her blue eyes. It wasn't a bad thing at all. The leader glanced over at Hailfire for a moment. He was a very no nonsense cat, who took his duties seriously. Nightstar respected that a lot, but she wondered if he was ever more emotional.

Falconflight smiled. "Did you know that there is more land, just barely out of eye reach of this island? I've discovered this in my recent quick adventure." The golden brown tom asked Oceanheart.

Redtail cooed from Falconflight's shoulder. He glanced around, his beady eyes measuring everything in. With a quick flap of his wings, he went to his familiar perch.

Nightstar nodded for sure, a wince rolling in her throat at the sight of the young warrior. She smiled at Mosstail's eagerness. Such a miracle to have so many wonderful warriors. The black she-cat thought to herself. She turned, Hailfire starting to trot out of camp.

Nightstar followed at a leisure pace, neatly behind Hailfire. When he began to pick up the speed, Nightstar loped behind him, thought not passing him. She could have, but it wasn't a race. When the forest was in sight, she slowed back down to a trot, her muscles feeling stretched and awake.

Pinepaw followed the smaller apprentice, ducking under a few low hanging branches. He skidded around a rock, and suddenly a log loomed before them. Shallowpaw neatly jumped over it with ease. Pinepaw crouched, and soared forward, using his muscular back legs to propel him forward. He landed on his four paws, in front of Shallowpaw. With confusion, he glanced back, and saw that she had stumbled. Pinepaw immediately rushed to her, concern showing in his eyes for his clan mate. "Are you alright?" Pinepaw asked her, worry in his tone. "Do I need to fetch Rainypath?" The apprentice added before she could respond.