Posts by Rustedpelt

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    Gingerstrike of ThunderClan
    Pelt: Cinnamon and white
    Eyes: Gold


    I am a scraggly furred she-cat with a mischievous gleam in my eyes and long, abundant white whiskers. I tend to get in trouble a lot, but I have a way of being two steps ahead of most other cats.
    I am being followed by a mysterious cat.

    Flame of No Clan
    Pelt: red tabby
    Eyes: aqua


    I am a medium-length coated she-cat with vivid eyes and large, widely set ears. I lose my temper very easily, but I have a way of being two steps ahead of most other cats.
    There are these four rogues trying to kill or kidnap me...I'm not sure which.

    A beautiful red tabby with aqua eyes wanders through HawkClan territory wanting to find their camp.
    "Will they accept me?" she wondered.
    Flame was born without a clan. Her mother had been killed by a small group of five rouges. The same group was following her and she feared for her own safety. Were they trying to kill or kidnap her? Only they knew. She thought that maybe if she was able to join a clan they would leave her alone....
    Finally, Flame finds the camp.
    "H-hello? Um, is anyone here?"

    "I-I'm Flame." the She-Cat exclaimed. "I want to join your clan. I can do whatever you need me to. Hunt, fight, mentor, anything. Just please can I talk to you leader? I'm being followed by a group of rouges. They killed my mother and I'm all alone. I will be loyal to this clan until the very end, you can trust me!"

    Flame waited a minute longer, but then smelled something familiar. "Oh, no! They're coming!" Flame sensed the rouges that had been following her and she didn't want them to find HawkClan. She sprinted out of the camp and hoped the rouges wouldn't find her or HawkClan. She slowly became a small speck disappearing into the sun as it rose, never to be found again.

    Ruststripe of SnowClan
    Pelt: red tabby
    Eyes: Aqua


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    I am a short-coated she-cat with a mischievous gleam in my eyes and a very long tail. I am very forgetful, but I am a good fighter.
    My best friend mysteriously vanished.

    I am Rust
    of No Clan
    Pelt: Red Tabby
    Eyes: Aqua


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    I am a fluffy she-cat with passion in my eyes and sharply pointed ears with small tufts on the tips. I am impatient with other cats and can be overly critical of them, but I am a good fighter.
    My best friend mysteriously vanished.

    "Arrow! I can't believe it! Your alive! When you went missing when we were kits, all of the family thought you were dead or got cat-napped." Rust said not believing her eyes that her sister wasn't dead. "But... a dog killed our mother and three brothers after you left. How did you get here?!"

    "You're still being followed? It' been moons! Well, I too am being followed by some mysterious cat. When I'm out hunting, I sense him. I came here after our family was torn apart by a dog. I seriously thought you were dead! Are you okay? Do you need to see the medicine cat? I can't wait till we hunt together! We have so much catching up to do." Rust replied frenziedly.

    "Well, I was about nine moons old when the dog attacked, so when I was running through the forest, a ShadowClan apprentice tried to stop me from getting into his territory. I was trying to get away from the dog, so I barreled right into him and when he jumped on me, I fought back. He stayed there for a while and then the dog found him instead of me. You can assume what happened next, but he survived and went back to his camp. I later learned that he tried to steal some kits from the ShadowClan nursery and was sent into exile. He has been stalking me ever since. Do you know who is following you? Maybe we can hunt our enemies down together."

    "Well, some cats invaded our territory about three moons ago. They also smelled like crow-food. There were eight of them. Do you think they were looking for you?" Rust asked. "Oh, and..." Rust spoke softly to Arrow: "I wouldn't go telling everyone some rouges are trying to hunt you down. It won't help your chances of getting into the clan. Believe me." Rust finished. "May I take Arrow out into the forest while you decide if you will accept her into the clan?" she asked her leader.

    "I doubt they thought I was you. I smell more like a SnowClan cat now. Good job catching that vole, but seriously, work on your grammar!" Slowly, the sun began to set so the two cats headed back to camp. Fadingstar and her deputy hadn't decided if Arrow could be in SnowClan. Fadingstar's deputy said Arrow could stay in the clan as long as she never left Rust's side until they made up their minds. The two sisters went into the warrior's den for some well-needed rest. Many cats felt uncomfortable because a loner was sleeping in the warrior's den, but Rust reassured them that Arrow could be trusted.

    Rust got up and quickly groomed herself. "I know you caught that vole and those mice, but I think we should go hunting and get more prey before you start eating from the fresh-kill pile. You aren't exactly part of this clan yet, you know. But it should be pretty easy to find some prey to bring back to the clan. After all, it's new leaf, so all of the prey will be out of their burrows. Come on, lets tell Fadingstar where we're going...."


    Time Jump

    "Yes, I think that will be good for now." Rust said. "But you will still have to continue proving your loyalty to SnowClan. Lets go back to camp and we can eat. If we're fit, we might be able to come out hunting again. Who knows what we could find together...."
    The cats returned back to the camp and dropped their catch into the fresh-kill pile. After they had eaten, Rust suggested that she go and show Arrow around the territory, showing her the best places to hunt and find moss. As they went, Rust scented a fox. "A fox! Hurry, get in this tree!"