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    Brambleshadow took the nod as an affirmative and decided to come along. "Rainpaw, I need to talk to you." he said, matching his pace with hers.


    "You already are, but, continue." She replied


    "I miss you, and I wanted to stop fighting with you," he said.
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    Rainpaw's heart raced. This wasn't at all what she had been expecting. She had been expecting a rebuke about talking to the rogue. She started thinking about the rogue, his lean muscles, his sparkling green eyes. Stop it! she told herself. She forced herself to think about not becoming a warrior. She was well past the normal age, and wanted to become a warrior and fully participate in the clan. She wanted to be important.

    Greyshadow burst out into the forest, his paws pounding on the forest floor. "Embersong! Em- bersong! Where are you?" he burst into a clearing, and caught a whiff of smoke, but he also smelled twoleg and dog. He followed the scent a little ways, and saw, huddled around a small fire, four twolegs and a dozen dogs. Twelve dogs! He felt a thrill of fear. Each dog was four or five times the size of a cat. One yawned. The teeth were twice the size of a cat's claws. Greyshadow turned tail and ran back to camp.

    "Damn, you girl! I just need to find out which of the eight airports you guys are flying out of," Victoria muttered to herself under her breath. Hmmmm, he's a trained veteran, he'll go to the largest airport. The International Airport. But which one? Hmmm.


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    "No, Tinuveil, please. I want to stay together, and you'll want to at least have some water before getting onto the plane." Beowulf said.

    "Rainpaw, I love you," Brambleshadow blushed, his eyes flicking away from hers. He allowed his gaze to wander towards a leaf blowing in the wind. It flew straight into his face. As he brushed it off, he felt a cool nose in his cheek. "I love you too," Rainpaw murmured.

    First word said: Mama


    First solid food: Finch


    First friend: her mother


    First achievement: Beating her brother at play-fighting


    First failure: She tried to curtsey to the leader, but fell flat on her face.


    First steps:

    Valekit knew all about the leader from her mother, and asked which cat it was. "Nearstar! Valekit wants to meet you," Nightlily called out. "Nearstar is my best friend, and he's my brother, your uncle. Now, can you curtsy for him?"Valekit was happy to oblige, and stood tall as the old cat came nearer to her. "Valekit, Forbiddenkit, and Thornkit. I hope that you aren't giving my sister too much trouble." Valekit squealed," I can curtsey, watch me!" She balanced herself on three legs, her two hind ones, and her right foreleg. Tucking her left foreleg underneath her, she crouched down and...... felt dirt in her face. She had fallen over! Shaking her head to rid herself of the mud, she looked up at Nearstar, shamefaced. He was shaking with laughter. "Very good try, Valekit, very good," Nearstar laughed. She glanced over at her brothers and they were rolling on the ground in laughter.

    Character Name: My Character's name is Cottonpelt.


    Character Age: Cottonpelt is fourteen moons old.


    Gender: Cottonpelt is a queen,


    Alliance:Amaranthclan, is Cottonpelt's alliance. Amaranthclan is a pro-clan.


    Rank: Cottonpelt is the deputy.


    Appearance (6 or more sentences): Cottonpelt is a dusty grey that is a perfect hunting color for any environment. She has light enough fur that she can blend in with snow, but is just dark enough in summer to hide in the shadows. It blends in perfectly with rocks, bushes, and just about anything. It is soft as cotton, which gives her her name. She has sparkling green eyes, and short whiskers. She has normal length fur, but her tail is long and crooked. Her vision is better than most cats, which is really odd. It gives her an advantage in hunting, as she can more perfectly aim at prey far above or below her. She is a small she-cat, but she has the same amount of muscle as a larger cat. This allows her to jump higher, farther, and to run faster than any other cat in the clan.


    Personality (6 or more sentences--these sentences form their own section and do NOT count towards the 4 groups below. Those are additional requirements): Cottonpelt is only loyal to herself, and to her clan mates. She only cares for those who are close to her, and if a cat that she dislikes makes a mistake, she won't let them forget it. She enjoys hunting, but only to raise her reputation, and likes fighting with others to make herself more feared. She is loud, and sometimes obnoxious. It amazes her that any cat could love her at times. She is very neat and organized, this may come a little bit from her huge ego.
    ---Likes (at least 3): Cottonpelt really enjoys feeling in charge. She likes when cats follow her orders and respect her wishes. Her favorite food is rabbit, but she will take mouse next.
    --- Dislikes (at least 3): Cottonpelt hates people who question her authority. She is really ambitious, and knows how to make the right cats like her.
    ---Strengths (No MORE than 5): Cottonpelt is a good hunter, and especially skilled at hunting rabbits. She disguises her scent with leaves, then lies in wait as they get close enough to pounce. She is efficient when giving orders and when carrying out her own tasks.
    ---Weaknesses (At least 3): Cottonpelt likes power waaayyy too much. She will do anything to get a little power or a little leverage against someone. She is especially unkind to anyone who annoys her. Always eager to point out someone else's flaws, she can't seem to find any in herself. This makes her extremely vain and arrogant to the point of almost hilarity.


    History (8 or more sentences):


    Comments (optional): Work in Progress.


    Theme song:
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    (I have a crush on a guy that looks sort of like this

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    ic: "I got you some Chinese food. We'll eat on our way to the airport," Beowulf said. But first we need to stop at the bank. I'm taking out all of my cash so that we can just go. I've already gotten the tickets for the plane. Where we're going, you pay everything in cash."


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    Victoria, in her sleek black Mercedes Benz, was tailing them. They seemed to be heading to the international airport. She faltered as Beowulf pulled off of the highway. Screaming across three lanes of fast traffic she barely made it off of the freeway.