Posts by Ayumae

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    Whitewhisper awoke in the warriors den, she looked around and saw Icewhisper dozing in a corner, careful not to brush him, she crept past, and went outside.
    She padded over to the fresh-kill pile and took out a juicy looking squirrel, dragging it over to the nettle patch, she lay down and began to chew thoughtfully.

    Flamepaw rolled her eyes at Flarepaw, he was being so stupid!
    She giggled, putting one of her white paws to her mouth.
    But just in case, she stopped them, her green-blue eyes were alight with laughter as she watched.
    Flamepaw had to run right past the two chatting apprentices, but her cinnamon tabby pelt brushed against Flarepaw and Unionpaw.
    Hoping they hadn't felt it, she raced past, her pelt a cinnamon blur as she ran.

    Cloverleaf jumped down from the branches and pelted off into the forest, she arrived in camp sweating.
    Opalstar was nowhere in sight, so she thought she had made it before the patrol.
    Padding to the fresh kill pile, she grabbed a fat vole and made her way into the forest again with it.

    Flamepaw noticed Nightmarepaw and ran back over.
    She placed her small body in between Unionpaw and the huge apprentice.
    Hissing, she took a step forward, her head lowered menacingly, she was being incredibly brave, because she was so small, and Nightmarepaw was so big.
    "Take one more step and you're crow-food," the cinnamon she-cat growled, pacing forwards again.

    Cloverleaf found a quiet spot just within Willowclan's borders.
    It was a small hollow with a big hole for shelter.
    She chomped down on the vole, chewing quickly and swallowing, she had finished in a few moments.
    Cloverleaf thought Opalstar could pick up her scent and follow her, so she rolled in a huge clump of ferns to mask her scent, and then, she padded on.

    Flamepaw pushed past Flarepaw and stood her ground in front of the black and brown apprentice.
    Turning around, she hissed at Flarepaw, "I may be a girl, but I'm not a chicken!"
    Whipping back round to Nightmarepaw, she swiped a paw in her face, "can't you see that she doesn't want to talk?" Flamepaw reared up and slashed her paws, claws sheathed.

    Cloverleaf could sense Opalstar's madness at her, so she ran into the neighboring clans territory.
    Running through thick gorse and thorn tangles, she popped out at a loners barn.
    "Phew!" she exclaimed, picking her way through the fields, towards the barn.

    Flamepaw sat down on a small pile of grass and began to lick her paws, noticing a group of apprentices, she went over to them, "hi!" she meowed, but the apprentices ignored her, so she padded away sadly, her normally high held tail was drooping and trailing along.
    Ears flat to her head, she walked away, crystal clear tears falling from her usually bright and cheery eyes.

    "why doesn't anyone like me enough to say hello?" Flamepaw sobbed, her white paws were wet from her salty tears.
    All she wanted was for someone, somewhere, to love her.
    She lay down next to a large group of cats and closed her turquoise eyes, listening to the leaders talk.

    Flamepaw snapped out of her crying at once, "I must help Froststar!"
    Leaping to her paws, she rocketed across the clearing, the cats around her were almost knocked off their paws by her speed.
    She jumped onto the great rock and fastened her teeth into Cloverstem's scruff, dragging her off of Froststar, "face me instead fox-dung!" she screeched, springing forwards, her claws sliced the air and snagged into Cloverstem's pelt.

    Through the battle, Flamepaw saw Flarepaw, looking at Cloverstem,"take her!" she yowled as cats raced forwards.
    Flamepaw ran over to Flarepaw, "I'm OK, I'm just lonely," she meowed, pushing her head into the tom's chest.

    Cloverleaf sheltered in the barn that night.
    When she was returning to camp the next morning, she quickened her pace until she was running.
    Cloverleaf burst through the cap entrance, looking around wildly.

    "Flarepaw, I-I... no, I can't say it," Flamepaw meowed shyly, looking at her paws.
    She scuffled her paws on the floor, her tail wrapped around her legs.
    "Flarepaw, I-I...t-think I..." She stopped, I think I love him, Flamepaw thought, she was quite disappointed that Flarepaw couldn't read her thoughts, she wanted him to know what she felt.

    Flamepaw looked around and stared at the two cats who were about to jump off the cliff, "No!"
    She raced over, and stood in front of them and the cliff, "If you jump, who will look after your family?" The cinnamon she-cat paced forwards, "Don't jump, please," Flamepaw begged.

    Occ: OK!


    ICC:
    Cloverleaf lay in the nursery, with her eight kits curled up in her belly, they were Flamekit, a little cinnamon tabby she-kit with white paws and green-blue eyes, Spiritkit, a blue lynx pointed tom with amber eyes, Ravenkit, a black tom with a white under belly, paws and tail tip with green eyes, Starkit, an albino she-kit with blue eyes, Heatherkit, a calico she-kit just like herself but with darker blue eyes and no white tail tip, Icekit, a silver tabby she-kit with ice blue eyes and white paws, Nightkit, a bluey back she-kit with green eyes and Arrowkit, a dark ginger tom with a white mark in the shape of an arrow on one flank with green eyes.

    Cloverleaf nipped back into the forest and came back with a whole hoard of prey, she had hunted for a while before hand and buried her catch in the forest.