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    Tidal


    The tom smiled, ignoring Screech, completely. He waited in anticipation for the Auctioneer to respond.


    Heather


    She grinned, cheekily. "That's great!" She smiled, the ivy leaves dropping from her mouth, she licked her chest-fur embarrassed, taking it back in her jaws. "Let's return these to camp, then I'll show you the herbs we currently have." She said, walking at the same pace as her.


    Brownstar | leader


    The tom quirked a brow, confused. "Well, alright." He said, in a rather questioning tone. "Since we aren't very much associated with the clans, I suppose you could take your name back." He said, with a small smile planted onto his face.

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    Nightstar | leader


    The tom growled, but he was too weak to continue on, later on, when he had regained his strength, perhaps he could regain the camp from the rogues. Closing his eyes, he let his breaths go ragged-like.


    Patchedpelt | warrior


    Patchedpelt nodded, pelting off towards an oak tree behind the camp, letting her down underneath the cool shade.


    Stripepaw | apprentice


    The tom stared, in horror, watching Nightstar die, he shook his head, 'Nightstar still has 6 lives left!' He thought, darting towards Stormpaw.


    Jet | rogue


    Jet blinked in surprise, not expecting his once-friend to give up so easily. But nevertheless he smiled, at Whitewhisker. Turning to face her, he saw Nightstar's body breathing slowly. "White--whisker! Your leader!" He said, or yelled.


    Stripepaw | apprentice


    The tom stared at her, licking her forehead. "Let's flee, Nightstar is down." He murmured, sadly. "We'll come back with the others, quickly, tell them!" He said, darting off to Whitewhisker. "Whitewhisker--Uuhh, Were fleeing." He whispered, narrowing his eyes at Jet. "Nightstar is down, we'll come back." He murmured the last part, rushing off.


    Dawnfur | expecting queen


    The she-cat nodded, a warm smile planted onto her face as she continued eating the prey. Licking her lips clean once more, she turned towards her friend. "Well, you can trust us, I may be a queen, but I know tons about what's happening in the clan!" She said, with a bright smile.


    Nightstar | leader


    The tom lay still dangling in the jaws of his enemy. A scowl planted across his lips.


    Patchedpelt | warrior


    Patchedpelt stared at Angelfeather, hesitating for a moment, sitting next to her. "Hopefully we'll be safe behind the camp." He murmured, licking her head, cleaning off the dry blood.


    Stripepaw | apprentice


    The tom stared, hissing at the rogue that had pounced upon Stormpaw, growling, the tom launched his measly body at the rogue, tearing his claws at his back. Helping Stormpaw up, he pelted away with her.


    Coal | rogue


    Coal flicked his eyes towards the white she-cat, lashing his claws straight at her chest, knocking her down, afterwards, opening the prisoners den, Leopardmist had been slunk into the corner.


    Jet | rogue


    Jet narrowed his eyes down at Coal, glaring daggers at his kin. Quickly pelting towards Whitewhisker, he dragged her injured form to the back of the camp, just nearby Angelfeather and Patchedpelt. "Whitewhisker, we need to stay here until you get better." He murmured into her ear, settling himself beside her, cleaning the dry blood that had coated her pure-white pelt.

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    Stripepaw | apprentice


    He hesitated for a moment, still running. "We need to go as far as possible, near the edge of the territory." He said, in a whisper-like voice. Stopping near a stream, he picked up marigold, chewing it into a pulp, applying it into her wounds, he stood around, grabbing cobwebs, he wrapped it around her shoulder. "Let's walk now, we should be far enough." He murmured, his voice rather low.


    Stormpaw | apprentice


    The tom hesitated before he shook his head for a moment. "I don't think they'll think about us, besides, were basically almost warriors, so we don't have anything to worry about." He said, flashing a bright smile at her. "Come on, let's hide in some abandoned den." He said, speeding up his pace, but just enough for her to keep up.