Posts by Cedarstep

"No, every cat can have kits, unless they're a Medicine Cat. They aren't allowed by the warrior code.

"So, do you want to go to the warriors den and introduce yourself? I need to get out and hunt for the elders." Coldpaw said.

"Ok then, bye Retrain!" she said cheerfully, then bounded out of the camp.

OOC: No, I think that's this thread finished.

"If I'm going to hell, I suppose I'd better have as much fun as I can while I'm here, hadn't I? I'll definitely be here longer than your clan were, though." he smirked.

Ashfire was kicked by the large tom, and went skidding into some nearby rocks. He struggled to his feet, but saw a cut in his forepaw, oozing blood.

Cedarstep nodded reluctantly, realising that what Unison said was true. But how did it make them any better, if they were willing to torture cats too? At least they don't kill, though, he thought.

Coldpaw pulled herself onto Unision's back, then got ready to sink her teeth into the loner's leg.

He was pushed again, and felt the stone tearing into his pelt. He gritted his teeth, but stayed silent, not wanting to give her the satisfaction of knowing how much it hurt. But what can I do? If I move at all, I'll just cause myself more damage, he thought.

Scarpelt walked up to the apprentice, and hissed. "Tell us, or life will become very... painful."
he unsheathed his claws, and pressed them against the apprentice's flank, not hard enough to break the skin. Not yet.

"There's no time." he said. "You see how strong that cat is, I need to help!" he started to walk forward, but stumbled when he put weight on his injured paw.

Ashfire walked over to te fresh kill pile, and grabbed a vole. I may have won the Riverclan prey, but I'm not going to eat anything with their stench on it. He thought.

OOC: I thought I'd better get back on topic. And can you two delete that argument or something?

He didn't want to talk, knowing that if he opened his mouth, he wouldn't be able to stop himself showing the pain.

"Be quiet." he said, wincing. He limped forward, and threw himself at Dragon again.

He tried to stay calm, but was starting to panic. What is she doing? Is she going to keep me here until I bleed to death? He tensed, and struggled forward, not enough to get free, but he tried to slash his claws across her muzzle.

Ashfire stalked over to a group of other young warriors, and started telling them how he got the prey. Well, he exaggerated a bit; "A whole patrol of them, but I was so fast, they couldn't land more than a couple of scratches!" he mewed proudly. He looked at the sky. "It's getting dark." he said, "I'm going to rest." he walked into the warriors den, and curled up to go to sleep.

"That's it!" he snarled, and swiped his claws at her flank angrily.

"Fine." she muttered grumpily. "What are we going to do, then?" She flicked her tail impatiently.

"M- maybe I do." he said weakly, but he couldn't stop the sound of pain in his voice.

"Thanks Featherpelt." mewed Ashfire, and turned towards the loner, striking his fangs at Dragon's tail. He felt weak though, and had lost a lot of blood.