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    Scarfire turned around and hissed at the strange she-cat, and unsheathed her claws. Lovekit and Hawkkit scampered from underneath her legs but she pushed them back with her tail. She growled, and them leaped at the she-cat, and landed on her back, raking her claws into her side.

    I have another request. :-[ Could you draw my other cat Redfur? He's a red tabby tom with blue eyes. I want him to be stalking a mouse and he will have a serious expression on his face.

    OK so the thingie with my mates name on it is gone, so I need to find him again. My cat's name is Scarfire and she's from RiverClan. She did NOT have forbidden love. If you have ay faint memory please reply. Oh and I said to fill out a form with your name, appearance, rank (maybe), and personality if that helps. Ask if you need me to fill out the form for Scarfire if that would help you remember. THX!!!!

    Scarfire snarled. "Don't fall for that stupid trick. My littermate, Ghost, was captured and killed by a kit-napper who played innocent and made her think she was nice. My other littermates, Death and Sorrow, died later on from a fox, but that's not important, what's important is that you get away from that cat RIGHT NOW." Scarfire said the last few words with such force she was sure she saw Dreamkit flinch. She licked the kits forehead and told her she didn't mean to scare her.


    OOC: Could anyone ask about her littermates names? I need someone (preferably a kit) to ask. Oh and it can't be Swiftfang cause she wouldn't answer her.

    "Well, I was born in BloodClan, my mother and father hated me, they were careless and didn't care if me, or my littermates, died. They named me and my siblings names full of hatred and evilness, for example, Death. I was called Scar, and soon after I was born my mother gave me this." Scarfire pointed her tail tip to her fire red scar that ran from her right ear to her left shoulder blade.


    "So one day my sister Ghost was playing with my brother, Sorrow, and saw a brown tabby she-cat. The cat pretended she was from BloodClan, and said she had a special prize for both of them. Sorrow and Ghost stopped playing and asked her what it was. She said it was a secret, and that they'd have to follow her out of camp to see it. I was eves dropping in the nursery and poked my head out of the entrance because I wanted the prize too. As soon as I breathed in the cat's scent I realized that she didn't smell of Crowfood, like most BloodClan warriors did. I went back into the nursery to tell my other brother Death, who told me she was a kit-napper. We ran out of the nursery to warn them, but they had already left. Death and I sat out there wailing, and calling our sister's and our brother's name. After a long time we saw Sorrow somersault into the camp, his pelt shredded and bleeding. He told us that the she-cat led them out of BloodClan territory and into a cave covered in brambles. He said she was nice at first, and he reckoned she was a loner, but then she turned around and attacked both of them. He explained that she killed Ghost just like you would kill a mouse when hunting, and the turned on him. He was already running away, but she raked a claw to grab him, and shredded up his pelt. We all sat vigil for Ghost that night, but we were the only ones. Our mother never noticed or cared that one of her kits were missing, and continued horribly raising us. When we were about four moons old, a fox attacked the nursery and killed Death and Sorrow. I was so depressed I ran away and joined RiverClan after a patrol saved me from drowning in the river. I became Scarkit, then Scarpaw, and then Scarfire."
    Scarfire purposely left out something, but she wasn't going to say it in front of the she-cat who just confessed to her crimes and murders. Maybe she'd tell it to Firestream sometime in private, she only told it to her dearest friends. Then she turned around and snarled at the she-cat.


    "You are too horrible to be even called a prisoner. RiverClan is ashamed to have you in this camp. Leave! Go! Never come back for all I care! You are probably related to that evil cat who KILLED my sister! Get away from here! Get away from these kits! Is this how you're really going to live?! Known as a dangerous killer, being feared by every cat in the forest?! My sister and many others DIED because of cats like you! You disgust me! Leave now, or stay and have me kill you."

    Oh... Well if you have a queen one of her kits could become medicine cat apprentice. I mean, we already have one, but in RiverClan there are like three medicine cat apprentices, and I could talk with Mountainstar (I'm deputy) and ask her if MountainClan could have two medicine cat apprentices. I'm very good at convincing people into things, so it'll probably work out.


    But for all the other peeps reading this, now only warriors, apprentices, elders, and queens are open, and if you want to join uh... I don't know how to make links. But yeah, we NEED more warriors and after at least four more warriors get accepted then you can start making apprentices and stuff.

    Scarfire padded out by the river, and kicked a pebble. She was bored, she had already gone hunting twice today and was to sick of it. So she sat there, her fur dappled from the setting sun, waiting for a companion.

    Scarfire spat at Firestream. "What are you looking at?!" She tore away from her and the kits and threw herself into the warriors den. Nobody understands the pain I feel. They've always thought their lives are horrible, but mine is the worst, and if everyone knew the secret I left out in my story, they would realize it was true.

    OOC: Scarfire actually does like Firestream, you know that right? It's OK if we make are cats think that one hates the other though, just saying.


    IC: Scarfire saw Firestream run by the warriors den. She probably hates me now. I didn't mean to lose my temper with her it was that horrible kit-napper I hated! Now I've lost a friend as well as family. Oh StarClan what did I do wrong?! Scarfire curled up in a ball and cried herself to sleep.

    Scarfire decided to tell Cougarstar about the kit-napper, and padded out of the warriors den. When she saw Firestream already there, she wanted to turn around, but realized that she was acting like a kit, and kept on going. When she reached the entrance of the cave, she called out. "C-Cougarstar? A-are you here?"

    "Um... yes. We would like to talk to Cougarstar about something very important. Do you know where he is?" Scarfire asked nervously. Even though Eveningsky used to be her friend, she now felt awkward talking to him since he was Clan Deputy.

    Scarfire purred as she saw Honeywhisker's kits standing outside of the nursery. "Is it your first time out of the nursery? If you think the camp is big, wait till you're apprentices. The forest stretches as far as the eye can see, but the world travels even farther."