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  • get lucky {p}

    Missme trotted out of the warrior's den with a happy smile on her face. Today she would be training her new apprentice Troublepaw for the first time, and she was very excited for this day. The warrior was a little nervous as well since she didn't want to mess up on training her first apprentice. She just had to remember how her old mentor had trained her, and she should be fine. It seemed like lifetimes ago, training with Bulletinboard. Where was that she-cat anyway? "Troublepaw, it's time to train." The warrior meowed softly, peering into the apprentice's den.

  • One day when the light is glowing [OPEN]

    Soulkit unsheathed a tiny claw from her forepaw, and started digging it into the sandy shore. She moved it along the shore, giggling with delight as she drew a few crooked images. She had seen other kittens draw pictures along the shore and was fascinated by it. Drawing whatever you want, no one to tell you what to do? It seemed like an amazing freedom that couldn't be taken away from her, not like she lived in a prison in the first place. WindClan was an amazing Clan to live in, and she was proud to call it her home. She had heard of those other Clans, and they sounded awful! Out there were cannibals, frog-eaters, and cats that swam in a roaring river for fun! The worst stories she heard were about BloodClan, and the stories of cannibals and murderers. Evidently you had to kill someone in order to become an apprentice; Soulkit could never do that, she would've been someone's lunch before she even had the chance.


    Back to Soulkit's drawing: The she-kit finished her picture with a few gentle paw strokes, and tilted her head in amazement at what she had drawn. To most it looked like a few scribbles meaning nothing but nonsense. But to her, oh each scribble and shape was something special to her. The first scribble was very tiny, and represented herself. She drew herself standing next to all of her friends and family: Nimblestar, Sequioakit (although she rarely saw her anymore), Theadorakit, Calmstar, Salixtwist, Forcefield, Javertétoiles, and even that snake Deeno. A few messy scribbles represented her acquaintances that didn't yet fit in with her closer friends. Soulkit had drawn herself closest to Salixtwist, whom she considered her best friend. Nimblestar was very special to her, but she was so busy that at times she felt like Salixtwist was more like her mother than the leader. She would never say this to anyone because that would be rude, right?


    Her hazel gaze shifted around the pond, looking for signs of someone she knew to show her picture to. She liked being alone and doing her own thing most of the time, but sometimes she got antsy and wanted to talk to someone. This drawing would be a great conversation starter, since she failed at trying to be an amazingly social cat that could talk to anyone, and always knew just what to say. She envied cats like that, but didnt want to admit it since she was stubborn and insecure. She shook her head with a growl to clear her mind of these thoughts. The obsidian kitten's mind was cleared of insecure thoughts, but her face showed her pain. She figured that if these were the worst of her problems, she was doing alright.


    A flash of calico fur made her head jerk in the direction of the lavender stalks. She purred joyously; that pelt was Salixtwist's, she could recognize it anywhere. She followed her out silently, but stopped as she was about to exit the barrier of lavender plants. Something was amiss, why was that apprentice talking to the medicine cat so serious? And... Sequioakit was there! That was a good thing, right? But she looked sad as well, and when another cat came over she couldn't take it any longer; she had to know what was going on.


    Soulkit trotted over to the calico hastily, and when she was in her range of eyesight her heart almost stopped. She... She was crying. She had never seen anyone cry except for herself, and it only happened when you were really scared or sad. How could Salixtwist be either of those things? She was always happy with the brightest smile in the entire Clan. It was not physically possible for a cat so happy to be sad, or was it? At first the black kitten took a few alarmed steps back, and immediately regretted doing so. She couldn't run from this horror, she would never forget not comforting her friend when she needed it most. The determined she-kit charged at Salixtwist and buried herself into her warm, multi-colored pelt. Soulkit started to cry too, because she was grief stricken at the sight of her good friend. "Mom-" She rasped out accidentally, hoping that no one heard that word come from her. Soulkit's voice was choking up, so she prayed that no one except herself heard it. "Sally why are y-you sad? D-don't cry, p-p-please."

  • No room left for haters [ Promotions and Demotions ]

    Mistypaw gruffly sat down near Serpentine and Alaska, not wanting to get too close but just close enough to hear what they were talking about. Serpentine seemed like a very respectable and noble third tier, maybe she could learn a few things from someone like him. The Clan's new apprentice looked up at her leader, wondering what he was going to say.


    [hr]


    Rockrevival sat beside Crystallinevision near the medicine cat's den, and gave her friend a smile. She didn't know what was going on today either, but it was probably the usual: promotions and demotions.

  • private || I'M NO SAVIOR, I'M NO SAINT.

    Mistypaw slipped out of the apprentice's den quietly, and darted out of the camp on nimble paws. She wasn't trying to be quiet because she didn't want to wake the other apprentices, she could care less about them. It was because she was practicing being a stealthy warrior, and often practiced blending in with the shadows of night to hunt idiotic trespassers. The trespassers would think some kind of shadow beast hunted them. Yes, she would be known for being the Shadow Beast everyone feared; that was her goal for the future.


    But first, she had to learn how to be a brave BloodClanner. She was very fortunate to have a third tier for a mentor, and wondered how a pup like herself earned such luck. Her mother must've put a good word in for her, after all she was the medicine cat and knew some of the other high positions. Mistypaw wondered what Serpentine was like, probably just like any other BloodClanner: cold, harsh, and unforgiving. She didn't mind personalities like this, because she couldn't say much better about herself.


    The blue tri-color canine spotted her new mentor by the river, and stepped on a few stepping stones to reach him. Mistypaw padded up to the serval and gave him a nod of respect. "Hullo, sir. What are we going to do first?" She may not care about the stupid apprentices in her den, but Mistypaw held great respect for her higher ups.

  • No room left for haters [ Promotions and Demotions ]

    Mistypaw followed everyone else into the cave.


    [hr]


    Rockrevival followed Oncomingdisaster with a scowl on her face, although didn't say anything. She really wanted to, but decided to keep her mouth shut until a less frantic time. Once she was in the cave, she looked around to make sure all of her pups were safe.

  • i was an angel (PERSEPHONE'S DEATH&RESURRECTION) living in the garden of evil

    Mistypaw was in the middle of hunting a huge rat, when a booming bark made it scamper into the undergrowth. "Dammit!" She snarled, recognizing the voice to be Interactivevector's. He was calling for the warriors to come, so she scampered over to see what was so important. The blue tri-color canine noticed a dead serval kit near the Warden, and tilted her head. "What happened?" She asked, frowning as she noticed that this kitten was a former BloodClanner.

  • REVENGE! [ShadowClan attacks]

    ❤ Dexter ❤ wrote:


    "No mercy! Yes sir!!" yowled the massive Maine coon feline as he charged following Wolfstar. The flaming orange apprentice thundered into battle as he searches for his first opponent with his narrowed green optics. This was the time to defend his home.


    Tawnyleg pelted after Jabberjaw into the midst of battle. Her verdant gaze eagerly searched for an opponent, and she saw an apprentice rather eager to please his leader. She aimed to leap on Flamepaw's back and dig her claws into his pelt.

  • :Two can keep a secret if one of them is dead!: {ThunderClan attacks!}

    Emberflame- wrote:


    Tear the place apart. Tear the place apart. Emberflame let out an ear-piercing shriek as she charged into the battle, her claws flying as she tore up the grass. Leaping high above the crowd, she let her teeth and claws sink into the warrior's den wall. Tearing through it with claws intending to rip out holes and brambles, she glared at the battle. This is what happens. This is what happens. Bursting inside the den, she attempted to tear through the nests, claws raking the walls and teeth snapping after scuttling tendrils of broken brambles.


    With a snarl of rage, Tawnyleg noticed that Emberflame was trying to destroy a den. Shit! She pelted over to Emberflame and attempted to barrel her over.