Posts by Jewels.

Iceheart followed Leafheart, his cold blue eyes swinging around towards any cat that challenged them. His whisker's twitched, but he said nothing. He stood next to Leafheart, the huge tom was much bigger than the full grown she-cat. Hell, he was bigger than any cat in his clan. He enjoyed looking down on other smaller cats, and seeing the fear in their eyes. Or slashing his claws through any cat who tried to get in his way. He was a ruthless killer, and would stop at nothing to get what he wanted, and right now Leafheart would offer him that, so he would follow her. He hoped that this Bloodclan, would also see that it would be wise for them, to join their ranks and destroy the pro-Thunderclan once and for all.

Sweetpaw dashed through the undergrowth, the brambles digging into her skin, but she didn't care. She was furious, furious with her mentor, with her leader, with Shadowclan. They were just a bunch of soft-hearted, crowfood eating pansy's. She reached the edge of Shadowclan territory and didn't hesitate the cross the line, and into the unknown. She ran, until she couldn't no more. She snarled loudly to her self, pacing back and forth, tail lashing. She had just had a snack while she was on hunting duty, and the leader had acted like she had killed his mother. She had already been an apprentice for too long, and she should of gotten her warrior name long ago, but her mentor, nor leader thought she was ready. Hell to them, she was the best fighter in the clan. They were just scared of what she could do! Sweetpaw stopped pacing and looked around her, the territory seemed barren and unfamiliar. She tasted the air, but no scents came to her. Well, while she was here, she might as well explore. The young-she cat, took another breath trying to steady herself before padding onwards. In the distance she saw a large building, that look ready to crumble down. Finally the scent of many cats hit her and her lips raised in a snarl. Not another clan! She started to turn away, not wanting to be seen by these cats, whoever they were.

Kestrelfeather's fur rose. How did he not scent this other cat? He had been to preoccupied by the kit, thats why. He glared at the she-cat. "Your on Thunderclan territory" he meowed, keeping his claws sheathed. He knew right now, because of the flood, he wasn't allowed to attack any cats that came for help or were lost.

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Sweetpaw's tail lashed as she continued on through the tree's, her paws barely making a sound. She tasted the air again, but there were too many new smells to pick out any and her head swam. She snorted and just kept padding around the mansion. Would she go back to Shadowclan? Probably not, she shrugged to herself, maybe she should just become a rogue, now wouldn't that make things easier.

Her ears pricked at the sound of another cat coming towards her. She spun around, snarling, tail lashing. Anger still pricked out from under her pelt, and she wouldn't mind sinking her claws into something, but the moment she layed eyes on the cat in front of her she stopped. Something in the back of her mind, told her that this was not a battle she could win. Although the moment the cat spoke, her fur rose. "I am not from Shadowclan" she spat, "Well not anymore...I have no buisness with those crowfood eaters" she meowed half to herself, her tail still lashing. "I shall go where I please!" she meowed meeting the toms gaze.

Whitethunder smiled as he looked down on her, his blue eyes warm. "Well since its out first day out together, I'm not too sure where you left off in your training" he said flicking his tail, "Now I now Oceaneyes disappareance must of been hard for you, but I'll do my best with being your mentor" he meowed sitting down next to her.

Fantastic! Glad I was quick enough to fill the last spot! Do we still need a Shadowclan kit?

Whitethunder nodded his large head, "alright then, why don't we focus on hunting today then" he flicked his tail toward a rabbit muching on some grass in the distance. "Whats the first thing you need to know when you are hunting a rabbit?" he asked her, lowering his voice.

Alright great! Can't wait to start :)

Kestrelwing snorted, what were all these cats doing on his territory! He snuck a glance towards the kit making sure it was still there, all he could do now was bring it back to Thunderclan camp, hoping that one of the queen's wouldn't mind taking care of it. Maybe he would even get to apprentice it! He couldn't help but feel a twinge of satisfaction at the thought, he flicked his tail towards some mountains leading away from Thunderclan, did the mousebrain not even know how to get home? "Cloudclan is over that way" he meowed.
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Sweetpaw glared at the tom, her green eyes flashing. Even though she was still an apprentice, she bore the marks of many battles. The young cat, already had a taste for blood and adrenline of a fight. Though once she heard the word Elite, her angry glare turned into one of guarded curiousity. As her father told her many stories about the anti-clan.

"The Elite's?" she repeated her muscles still bunched ready to fight if the tom decided to chase her out of the territory, but her curiousity won, she wanted to know more. She raised her head, not letting him scare her. Hopefully this would show whether or not her next move would be a stupid one or not. "Even if this the Elite territory, I can take care of myself, if you're the most dangerous thing there is" she meowed narrowing her eyes.

OOC: Oh don't worry about it! I just like posting long, don't feel you also need too :)

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Whitethunder nodded his head, "Yes, that's why you always want to stay downwind of your prey, where they won't be able to catch your scent. Now whats the one thing you always need to remember before you catch a rabbit,?" he asked her.

The moon was high in the sky, by the time Molly entered the small clearing. Her silver tabby coat glowing under the moon, her blue eyes searching for other cats. She wasn't too sure how this meeting would go, she heard from other cats that there was one who wanted to create, a "clan". She still wasn't sure how she should react to it, but curiousity won out, and the daring she-cat wanted to come to see what this was all about. She padded out from the safety of the ferns, and looked up, seeing a tom sitting on one of the boulders. Was he the one who started this whole idea?

Whitethunder chuckled under his breath, "Yes of course they're fast, but rabbits will hear you from tail lengths away if you don't know where to put your paws," he unsheathed his own claws and scratched the dirt with them, "So, you must know how to quietly stalk forward, and step lightly" he meowed getting down into a hunters crouch and bringing himself forward quickly and quietly.

Whitethunder nodded his head in approval, "Bring your weight back on your haunches a little bit" he said, and smiled "You have a very nice crouch" he purred and tasted the air, scenting rabbit before spotting it. He motioned over to it with his tail, "Try your crouch on that rabbit over there, wait a little, let it come to you before running at it" he said quietly, speaking in a low voice.

Sweetpaw narrowed her eyes, feeling the threat of a fight passing she started to sit up. "Not the only one who love to see the clans being put into their place you mean" she spat the words, she hated the clans. The warrior code made no sense, and those who followed it were soft, they stuck to their territories and lived in peace, even during leaf-bare! Instead of watching your clan suffer, why not take the hunting territories of other clans, it would be there problem if they starved or not. She wishes she could make Shadowclan great again, and she vowed that she would. She cocked her head slightly, interested, "I don't want to merely survive, the warrior code needs to be destroyed, along with the cats who follow it." She said calmly meeting his gaze, "Don't you agree?"

Molly padded out of her hiding place, "Greetings" she meowed, her gentle voiced carried on the breeze. The moon shinning off her silver coat, making her glow. She sat down and wrapped her tail over her paws, "Are you the cat who was calling the gathering?" she meowed, curiousity evident in her gaze.

Whitethunder flicked Berrypaw's pelt once she returned, "Don't worry about it, that was a good crouch, next time try to steer it away from any burrows around but even that's hard" he meowed encouragingly. He stood up, "well the rabbits here must all be hiding now why don't we try near the old badger set" he said as he padded away.

hmmph,

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Sweetpaw listened to his words, and she had to admit they made sense. She nodded, "you're right," she said with an annoyed flick of her tail. She stopped herself from saying that she hadn't been a warrior when she left but she held her tongue. What would he think of her is she told him that Shadowclan refused to make her a warrior, becuase of her actions. She decided not to say anything and just nod. Her father's words rang through her head. 'If you want power within the clan's, do so honourably, follow the warrior code, and you shall get there' She scoffed, her father would get no where following his own words. She looked up into the toms gaze, "I want to join the Elite's then" she meowed, making up her mind.