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Smoulderedvision had smelt the scent of another clan, when his dilute tortie figure stepped onto the scene, he sighed. It was just another punny Clan trying to be allies or something with ShadowClan. The tortie had a scowl embedded on his face, "Get out, you have no buisness with Pheonixstar other than wasting his time," Smoulderedvision meowed in a harsh tone.

Smoulderedvision had been out on a solo patrol, looking out for intruders and tresspassers. And to his sarsatic surprise, he had found a one. Unsheathing his claws and making all his others features go into angry look, he took on a threatening stance, "Your buisness here?" The senior warrior asked.

"Hey prey-stealer face, mind telling me your doing here with that mous in your stomach, Eh?" Smoulderedvision growled from the back of his throat as his left paw lightly touched the ground beneath them, followed by his right and it goes on forth until his face was barely untouched by the lones, his copper/green eyes dialated into slits.

"Ok then, lets do a little test, if a kit is in a fire, stuck would you go back and help it or join your Clanmates onto a escape rotue, no it doesn't depend on the situation, its a common fire in this scenario," SMoulderedvision speeched, his copper gaze locked on with the other cat. Not at all detering his threatening stance that was still held.

"Apparently you don't have a nose, because I remember vividly going out on a morning pat-Whatever, your drunk sweetie," SMoulderedvision rolled his orange green orbs, claws unsheathed still ,if this cat was to be rude, then her death would be more painful.

"My friend then I'm here to trade a very important thing, its your life for the kits," Smoulderedvision meowed simply, his head bobbing up and down distorting the long scar that ran from his neck all the way down to the beginning of his head. The stance like 'as a matter of a fact' although it was true, he would be mobbed to death by half the Can if truely wanted that to be destined.

Smoulderedvision shook his head, "Your letting the catnipp taking control of your body, its a secret monster my friend," The senior tom meowed with wisdom. His torttie pelt rugged with the scars of many battles. He had even been there when the free ones versed the ELite.

"Now tell me, what would you do at your own clans darkest time?" SMoulderedvision asked, after this he had one more part of the test to give her before he could bring her to Pheonixstar.

Desired Graphic:
matching avatar and signature

Character's Name/Text:
Carminepaw

Subtext:
Daughter of Dragonwings

Character Description/Picture:
A chocolate tortie/regular tortie with copper eyes.

Color/Mood:
Happy and optimistic

Extra:
None.

Carminepaw had snuk out of camp, willing to look for a cat to kill so she could grab the title of true warrior. She was just as abitious and intentional as her Mother, Dragonwings. The chocolate tortie scanned the foliage with her burnt copper eyes, nose sniffing constantly for signs of a intruder.

Carminepaw was the daughter of Dragonwings. Her personality quirks and qualitys traced of her mouther in the youthful stages. The tortie smelt a intruder, her copper eyes glowing. Maybe another chance to kill and secure her position as true warrior.

The youthful apprentice bounded from the cmap, her paws skidding along the ground as she came to halt because the scent of intruder difted up her nose. The tortieshell she-cat wondered if her siblings were having any luck with intruders.

"Hey there, what are you doing," Carminepaw snarled at the intruder, having a debate with herself wether she should try and kill or chase of the intruder or bring her to Solarstar den for justice from Haemon, Burnout or Solarstar herself.

Carminepaw came into the den, she had been intrigued by the unhumane conditions the prisoner was put in. "Anyone want to me to put them out of their misery," She snarled, looking at the two cats exchanging words.

Carminepaw was the daughter of Dragonwings and Prowler, her dark copper eyes traced with the flaws and qaulitys of her ferocious Mother. The tortishell pranced up to the den confidently, but waiting at the entrance, she had already delt with 3 intruders today, she was really catching onto the regular routine for a BloodClan apprentice, exceptt for one thing.

"Solarstar, Haemon, Burnout," Carminepaw growled out, her voice pitched just like Dragonwings, her strength given to her by her father. The tortieshell looked around, her sharp incisors bared against the shafts of the pale moonlight.

Carminepaw looked at the loner suspciously, her copper eyes showing it. "Of course theres something wrong when your wondering around the territory, my territory," Carminepaw countered viciously. Her ivory canines bared against the rays of the sun.

"Excuse me? Hunting in our territory, we have more mouths to feed then you who doesn't work for it, I'm taking you to Haemon, explain your stupidity, if your were to be a good tresspasser, you wouldn't reveal your treasoning," Carminepaw meowed, glad Loraeno had came to her side, Dragonwings often talked about her and Loraeno were enemies back in the days.

Carminepaw stood down, after all warriors had authority over apprentices any time any dya, unless they were royal, which she wasn't. The tortie looked at Loraeno, wondering if she'd make a stand to the unusually farenheight cat.