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    "She told me that..." Dawnkit tried to figure out the 'better choice' the she-cat mentioned. Wait. The answer was obvious. only medicine cats or really special cats got dreams from StarClan. And Dawnkit didn't think she was special, because that was Nightkit. So, Dawnkit decided to be a medicine cat. "She told me that i should be a medicine cat like you, Runningheart."


    In the ranks of StarClan, a she-cat smiled. The kit had figured it out, after all.

    "Well, since you came as an older cat, I need to explain the different types of... as you say, warriors. All 'warriors' fly of on missions. New types pop up all the time, but we have are main ones. Guider's go of to certain cats that need help either finding there way home, or cats that need guidance. Rescuer's help cats in trouble. Dreamer-walker's travel in cats dreams to send signs or help them with problems. Wish-winger's go around granting wishes. those are extremely hard to find. To be a Wish-winger, you have to have pure silver and gold feathers. That's why they're called Wish-winger's.

    "Come on. Help me with the camp," Lilystar mewed, leading Anglefeather through the rocks. "If you need any help with figuring this out, just ask. Now, about the cle-Oh, StarClan, what happened to that poor cat?"

    Shaleclaw had calmed down a little, so he ran towards Brackenwhisker's meow. Mating? Seriously? She had bees in her brain. Shaleclaw squeezed through some brambles, glad they merged with his fur color, providing perfect cover. Brackenwhisker had caught a trespasser. "Hey, Brackenwhisker! Who's your friend?" Shaleclaw called, emerging from his hiding spot.

    "Of course! Why wouldn't I?" Swanwing was confused. Didn't these cats except praise? She recalled their moves. Both had had great training, and were picking up on the harder moves fast.

    OOC: You can fly down from the clouds all dramatic like, or you can walk out of the woods in a far-less dramatic way than Snowfall. Oh, and does Snowfall have wings?


    IC: "Anglefeather, go make a new nest in my den. She'll need a place to rest, where i can keep an eye on her." Lilystar ordered. Anglefeather flew off to collect the moss and feathers while Lilystar gently moved the cat in her den. Once she was as comfertable as she could be without a nest, Lilystar went to get her some freshkill and water-soaked moss.

    "Yeah. I'm Shaleclaw by the way. And that's Brokenshell over there. The one trying to hide," Shaleclaw added. "So? What do you think?" Shaleclaw moved closer to the little group of cats.

    "Well, i just followed two apprentices through the forest, watching them make at least two perfect kills. Who wouldn't be?" Amberleaf motioned her tail back towards camp. "But, why don't we just go ask her?"

    http://warriorcatsrpg.com/index.php?topic=636651.0 Guardians of the Lost -thread


    medicine cat apprentice - NEEDED Warriors and Mentors - WANTED


    Apprentices - NEEDED Queens and kits - WANTED


    Elders - WANTED



    http://warriorcatsrpg.com/index.php?topic=653647.0 TravelerClan-thread


    medicine cat - NEEDED medicine cat apprentice - WANTED


    warriors and mentors - NEEDED queens and kits - WANTED


    apprentices - NEEDED elders - WANTED



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    Lilystar hovered in a small cloud, peering through the trees. There. A shadow sliced through the air and a hawk dove in for the kill. While the bird was busy with it's prey, Lilystar pounced on it's back, and nipped it's spine. She landed and buried it for later. Next, Lilystar flew to the river and landed on the moss-coated island in the middle. After she had collected the water, she uncovered her fresh-kill. When she padded into camp, a familiar scent drifted around. Hawkpaw. she recognized it instantly. "Hawkpaw? Where are you?" She called.