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    Gray Eagle Who Cries sat down calmly studying the tom. "I'd prefer you not to unless you join us. You see, we have very little territory, so we are wary of strangers trying to take claim around us." He leaned over to whisper to Raven Of Many Winds. "I'd like that too. Soot seams strong. See, you, I think should be a Huntress. That means we need a Guard."

    "Yay! That means I don't have to be lonely anymore!" She did one more flip and then scurried over to Storm and Wind, rubbing her head against them.

    Moonpaw saw the opportunity and lunged for her neck. Once he had a hold of her neck, he bit down, but not hard enough to kill her. Adrenaline was pumping through his veins. He felt the eyes of Marshwhisker, Hillclaw, Lakeshine, and Swiftclaw, and the rest of the clan on him. He wanted, no he needed to beat his mentor in order to become a warrior. In order to rise above the rest.

    Moonpaw let her go and sighed, taking a somewhat weak step to the side. His wounds have stopped bleeding, but his missing tail has caused him to lose quite a bit of blood. He lifted his head up and watched as his leader came over to him. "Moonpaw. You have passed your assessment. You have proven that you are strong enough to be a warrior of Quailclan. From this day and for ever, you will be known as Moonrise."


    Hillclaw shouted with glee. He had a feeling the young tom would make it out alive, and as a warrior. He turned to his good friend Lakeshine, whom still seamed to be pouting over her quick defeat.


    Lightningstrike was peering out of the medicine cats den, watching the ceremony. He smiled as Moonpaw-rise. Moonrise became a warrior. He now felt at home. The only thing missing is kits...
    He now started to miss Daisypetal, because she was having his kits. He turned to look at Thundercloud and thought for a moment, wondering if she would like to be his mate.

    Moonrise looked at Spiderpetal with flat eyes. "I hope you wernt holding back on me." With that, after he was dismissed, he limped after Tigerpaw with his head held high, trying his best to block out the pain in his eyes.


    Swiftclaw looked at the cats gathered. "The assessment is over!"






    As Russetstar was rising to his paws, he caught scent of QuialClan and snarled, standing up. When he saw Silvernose and the queen and kits he stiffened. At first he was confused. He padded forward and cleared his throat. "Silvernose, youre supposed to take care of FeatherClan. Not QuailClan."


    AAshfall, Dreamcatcher looked over surious

    His eybrows raised, byt then they lowered. "So than you joined QuailClan?! After all these moons, you've brrn alive inside our enemie's camp?"

    The young leader let out a sigh and a small smile. "I knew I could trust you. So, what have you named these bundles? Or have you yet to name them?"

    The raccoon like tom's eyes widened in surprise. He circled around both cats. "Well I'm sure we all know the rules? If a cat challenges you, you must fight to the death. No exceptions. But, If whoever was challenged denies it, must be thrown out in pieces!" He turned to his deputy and Volewhisker, a new wildness in his eyes as a twisted smile spread across his face. "So Pinebreeze, what will it be? Kill your brother? Or have the clan kill you?"

    The leader climbed onto his rock perch and lied down. "Let the better deputy win!" He swept his tail in a large movement to signify that the battle had begun. Moonrise and Lightningstrike were in the medicine cats den, while Lakeshine and hillclaw leaned into the ring, both had surprisdd look on their faces

    Tuxedo galloped around in a semi-tight circle, practicing how fast he can turn, seeing as all the adult horses were busy talking away or not present. He focused on what they were doing, and stumbled over himself, crossing his legs and falling onto his belly. He let out a soft snort before rising and brushing it off as if it never happened.



    A grey and white filly was standing alone under a tree for shade. Her long hair on her hooves were growing in well, and fast. She loved how soft they are becoming, and when she grazes on whatever, it tickles her nose. She closed her eyes, enjoying the smells and sounds of the nature around her. So far in her lonesome life, she has yet to run into any danger.

    Moonrise peaked round the medicine cat's entrance at the sound of volewhisker yowling. He watched Volewhisker's blood splattered onto his own drying blood pools. Watching the siblings fight made him realize, you cant fully rely on someone. No matter what, eventually you will have to take the power for yourself. His gray eyes looked down, hard at his almost blood soaked paws. I trust Spiderpetal and Lilacstorm and Swiftclaw.... but what if I really cant?

    The russet colored tom flattened his ears slightly, knowing all too well what it felt like to lose kits, even though he never got to see his in the first place. "That's a real shame... I'm here if you need me. I know what it is like to lose children."

    //Haha, I would say for you guys to take Leapfrog with you because he too is too big to blimb trees. His parents were both maincoons from featherclan, they were also siblings XD But then again, Im not sure if Ivypaw could deal without him


    Lemontail sat and groomed his fur


    Leafpaw was asleep as usual


    Twigfur was complaining about ticks again


    Leapfrog sat in silence as he was busy thinking of how he could possibly fit in to this clan. Inkstar had said he was born in the territory, but that could mean he isn't really FinchClan blood then. For all he knew he could be part kitteypet or rouge! The large fluffy brown tabby medicine cat pawed a leaf, wondering who were his real parents and why they gave him up to finchClan. Even as a kit he knew he was different. Every cat in the clan, except for a very few toms, were very thin, made perfectly for climbing. While he on the other hand was made more perfectly for ground activity

    Sparkkit wiggles his back legs a bit, but the tiny ball of cream fluff was in deep sleep, so he bearly moved at all.


    The FeatherClan leader sat up straight, a smile spreading on his face. "Id love to know! Oh, Silvernose, when we are done here I have to ask you something."