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    "Oh, come on Sunstar!" mewed a she-cat in heat said to him. Sunstar growled. "For the last time, no! I don't love you! And I'm tired of all you she-cat in heat begging for me!" he spat and stormed off. Luckily, the she-cat didn't follow. Sunstar wandered off to clear his head, his deep green eyes sparking with frustration. "All I want is a she-cat who actually likes me for who I am..." he muttered, his banner flicking as he walked through the forest.

    (This is my backup account. Something happened to the other one o-o; but its me Aurastream)


    Whisperpaw bounded around the camp, kicking up dust. He had been kept up in his camp for so long. His paws skidded across the sun-stained rocks. He thudded right into his mentor, Silentslasher. "What are you doing?" he asked, his deep voice ringing in Whisperpaw's ears. He flinched and backed away. "Sorry, Silentslasher..." he murmured. The albino tom looked the apprentice down with scolding eyes. "Listen, I'm going on a border patrol. I'll be back soon." he meowed, exiting the camp through the thick brambles with his friends. Whisperpaw sighed. "I'll never be able to have fun..." he pouted, sitting in the middle of the camp.

    Sunstar huffed, cooling down. He dragged his paws across the lush forest ground. His nose twitched, scenting a nearby she-cat. "Not again." he growled and looked around. He looked up to see the she-cat perched high up in a tree, her beautiful pelt glittering under the sunlight. Sunstar blinked. She looked like she had no intention of trying to be his mate. His whiskers twitched.

    Sunstar's ears pricked at the sound of a she-cat in trouble. His paws thudded across the ground, worried about who was hurt. He would get back to the perched she-cat later. His paws pounded across the ground. His green eyes widened once he saw the scene. "Hold on!" he yowled and jumped into the river, aiming to help the she-cat.

    Sunstar struggled to keep up, the current of the river pushing him down. He tried to grip the she-cat with his claws, but he was ripped away and pushed down the stream. He coughed, the waves engulfing him. He ended up at the other end of the river, washed up at the pebbly shoreline. He laid there limply with the river lapping at his orange fur.

    Sunstar finally gaped his maw, gasping in gulps of air. He coughed out some of the tangy river water with bits of red. She stood up, wobbling forward and twitching his whiskers. He stumbled forward and shook his fur, dazed from all the thrashing the river took on him.

    Name: Muskleaf


    Gender: Female


    Looks: http://warriorscatsstrotiesandclans.webs.com/Mist.jpg - Muskleaf is a light grey tabby with with turquoise eyes and white paws. She had long whiskers, and white paws. She's slender, tall, and short-haired. Her fur is glossy, and her eyes are tinted with baby blue specks


    Personality: Muskleaf is a gentle, wise she-cat. She keeps her calm in the worst times and is very soft-spoken towards kits and males. She can be outgoing and clumsy at times, due to her being partially blind. She likes to flirt and be sarcastic towards males, and can have a short fuse. But once you get to know her, she's very loving and a loyal friend


    History: Muskleaf was born with her mother(Icestar) and her father(Mapleshadow). She was the only kit that lived through a terrible disease. Her two sister died, her only littermates. She grew up shy and lonely. No cat enjoyed her stay. When Muskleaf was old enough, she ran away from her Clan in tears after she was bullied by her Clanmates. Even her own father and mother didn't like her. Now, she lives calmly and quiet with her new Clanmates


    RP Sample: Muskleaf stumbled forward, dried tears staining her beautiful soft face. Her eyes were tinted with sadness in her deep eyes. She pinned her ears back and coughed, plopping down onto the ground. "Why am I hated? What did I ever do?" she sniffled, crying herself to sleep


    Mate/Kits/Crush: N/A


    Rank/Wanted Rank: Warrior


    Advantages: Can hide in mist, quick attacker, very fast


    Disadvantages: Little strength, not that strong, can't climb trees


    Likes: Young toms, kits, cloudy or rainy days


    Dislikes: Sunny days, elders, apprentices


    Other: Scented like early morning mist

    Crest, a dark grey tabby, padded down the lush grass. He was following an interesting scent above his nose, caught by a grass blade Thron brushed against and flicked Crest in the nose. His whiskers twitched and his ears pricked to see a she-cat in the distance with a black tom. He snorted and rolled his eyes. His muscluar, broad shoulders rippled under his fur as he approached the two.

    Sunstar snuck into the Gathering, his slick orange pelt shining under the stars and moon. "Terribly sorry if I'm late." he apologized to the leaders. He sat down, flexing his claws into the bark. His tail flicked as he watched WheatClan pour into the Gathering, making the clearing more cramed.

    Sunstar glanced around. He had no idea where he was. His nose twitched and he leaned over Flutter. "Do you have any idea where we are?" he mewed quietly to her. His cheeks burned with embarrassment. He was a leader, and didn't know where he was. He was lost, away from his Clan.