Posts by AdoreDeIero

"Ok. My sister Swampleaf will come. Mottledwing and Dustypelt are raising the kits, and featherheart is evil. I think our tigerstar heritage is showing up. Maybe....Brambleclaw of thunderclan was tigerstar's child, wasn't he?" Yellowclaw breathed.

A light wind was blowing and it sent Ringo tumbling. His soft paws ached. He had been travelling for hours now. He was just a kitten. Suddenly, ustypelt saw him.
"What's your name?" She asked.
"Ringo." The kitten purred.

(My BFFs kitten is named ringo so I based him off that)

The wolves bounded over the river gracefully, their paws barely making marks in the thick mud. The sky was as grey as their fur, which was covered in a light dusting of snow. One of the smaller wolves nudged the largest, who was stationed at the front.

"Csjethe, I'm not sure if invading this cat camp is a sensible idea." The small one barked.
"Shut up Hjmurnda!" The largest one growled, bearing his white teeth. A small group of wolves had gathered around now. With a lash of Csjethe's tail, they all took a step back. Csjethe was the alpha male, leader of the pack. his two closest friends were his mate, Bfrungdha, and his trusted advisor, Hjmurnda.

Leader: Csjethe (me)
Advisor: free
Leader's mate: Hjmundra
Prey-hunters: Bljdue, Hjmundra (u can make ur own)
Cub-guards: Fdruad, Nsmadte (U can make ur own)
Cubs: Afdlersdel, Mnasfer

"Thank you, Rangerflash. I may need to alert the other clans of the message. I will go and take Swampleaf with me, and we will explain that we wish to seek council with the leader of the clan, or his/her deputy." Yellowclaw dipped his head politely.

(sure)

Ringo sniffed the air. He hadn't smelled catfood like the smell that was wafting in. He knew his owners would be missing him.

(And its a boy kitten named ringo too)

"You need to send the message to a cat. Tell them we need them to meet at the moonstone." Blueclaw mewed. The young apprentice could be ignorant at times, but also interseting. She was fond of studying the starclan warriors and apprentices. She seemed fascinated by them.

"I'd like to join." Swampleaf mewed. Her confidence had been knocked as a kit when she was beaten by her sister, Featherheart, in a fishing contest between her, her sister and her brother. Her mentor, Larchfoot, had helped but Swampleaf was still nervous.
"I'll join too, to help my sister." Yellowclaw mewed proudly, smiling at his sister. It had been many moons since they were kits in the nursery, but they were still really close. Him and his si8sters had different personality traits. Swampleaf was nervous and shy, he was outgoing, brave and kind, and Featherheart was spiteful, cruel and mean. He was a fine hunter, from what Royalheart had told him, but Swampleaf never recieved such praise from Larchfoot. Featherheart was overconfident because Mottledwing was overpraising her.

It was the middle of summer and Falconkit was bored. Suddenly she saw a lilypad clump and had a great idea.
"Hey! Lightkit, Ripplekit and Pebblekit, you go and get some other kits and apprentices, and I'll start the game of lilypad hopping." Falconkit mewed to her sisters, and she started jumping round the lilypads, excited.

Dustypelt padded over to the lake to see if her kits were ok.
"Where are they?" She asked Falconkit.
"Gone to find more cats to play lilypad hopping!" Falconkit hopped up and down on the lilypad, excited.

Swampleaf stood next to the young she-cat expecting kits.
"I won't be going into battle, but my brother and sister and friend will. My mother, Dustypelt, is going too, and leaving me in charge of my little sisters, her latest litter. The only reason my mother is going and I'm not is because I told her to go and explained I would look after the kits, because I can't fight as well as my family." She mewed. Suddenly, Yellowclaw padded up.
"I hear you're kit-minding while we're away at the battle." He mewed. Swampleaf nodded, and then turned back to the pregnant she-cat.
"At least I have company." She purred sadly, looking at all of the others.

Mottledwing was walking past when he overheard the bwords "Patchwork" "Windclan" and "Darkclan". He also thought that he might need to do something.

"It's easy!" Falconkit smiled, watching doctorkit.

"Don't worry! If you were born riverclan, it comes naturally, even if you DO fall off. And it's easier when you're a kit, as you're lighter and less likely to fall off." Pebblekit mewed, looking at the angst on Doctorkit's face.

"You obnoxious little furballs!" Mottledwing joked to all of the kits, and jumped onto a lilypad. He saw his four kits, and another kit who he only recognised by its cat-scent. Suddenly, the lilypad tipped and mottledwing landed in the water with an ungraceful flop. He swam back to the bank and shook his pelt dry.
"kits." he giggled. His usual calm temperament was showing now.

"Late Greenleaf. The time when all twolegs bring their kits and dogs out. I had better get everybody prepared. My previous mate, Turtlestep, and our three kits, Wetkit, Muddykit and Limpingkit were killed by dogs and we need to be prepared." Dustypelt mewed to her mate, Mottledwing, and their three kits. Two of her second litter (Yellowclaw and Featherheart) were present, but her other daughter, Swampleaf, was in the nursery, expecting kits. Swampleaf's mate, Elmnose, was with her. He was a well-respected, pure-bred riverclan tom, and the perfect mate for shy, modest Swampleaf who only took half of what she put on the fresh-kill pile. Suddenly, Elmnose bounded over.
"The kits are born!" He mewed frantically.

Swampleaf's mother, Dustypelt, was standing only a few feet away from her. Swampleaf's mate, Elmnose, was helping keep the newborn kits warm. Swampleaf's cool green eyes warmed with pride as she saw her 5 kits for the first time.
"I think we should name the girls Rosekit and Briarkit, and the boys I will leave to you, Elmnose." Swampleaf purred.
"Well, for the boys, I will name them Brackenkit, Ospreykit and Thornykit." Elmclaw grinned with pride.

Drizzlingstorm looked on miserably.
"Ah, how sweet. Not." She mewed sarcastically. She wished SHE was in Radicalclan.

Drizzle studied the toms. She was known for her bad temper and loyalty to Jael, and she was a fearsome fighter.

My characters:

Leader Pricklestar (me)
Deputy free
Medicine cat Sharpfang (me)
Medicine cat apprentice free
Apprentices
Dustpaw
free
Warriors
shorttail
free
kits
free
queens
free
elders
free