ScorchClan/Roleplay/Archive 21

"Mh, maybe." Morningpaw responded quietly, shifting uncomfortably. Where was that Acornkit? They had been speaking earlier, and the kitten had made her feel a bit better. 22:43, February 16, 2017 (UTC)

"I feel like you don't want to talk. " she could see that she wasn't looking at her when they talk but Morningpaw was looking around. "I'll go. " she meowed and stood up BlackswanWhiteswan (talk) 22:46, February 16, 2017 (UTC)BlackswanWhiteswan

Fernkit left the den at last and now stomped around outside. Bloomfur had her last kit. All four kits were born. But there was a problem. Bloomfur was still bleeding, and growing weaker. Featherflight looked around worriedly. 22:47, February 16, 2017 (UTC)

Morningpaw said nothing to the black she-cat in response, rather, she got up to lurk closer to the nursery. Yes, she could sense it: something was very wrong. Windstorm let out a nervous whimper. "Bloomfur...? Come on, you've got this, I need you, stay with me...!" 22:49, February 16, 2017 (UTC)

Boa got up and let Windstorm, Bloomfur and Featherflight have some privacy, she walked out almost tripping over Fernkit. BlackswanWhiteswan (talk) 22:51, February 16, 2017 (UTC)BlacksawnWhiteswan

He was certain that he had never felt so terrified before in his life. There his mate was, bleeding, possibly dying before his very paws, and there wasn't a thing he could do. Nobody could do anything. Windstorm hung his head, praying to StarClan that Bloomfur would make it through. 22:58, February 16, 2017 (UTC)

Bloomfur knew it was too late... she could feel the life ebbing away. Her heart ached... for Windstorm; for their children. She closed her eyes, then opened them slowly and let them fall onto her beloved mates face. "Windstorm... I'm so sorry... I... I love you... " she said, in a very faint voice, and then her breathing ceased and her head fell back. She was with StarClan now. 23:07, February 16, 2017 (UTC)

Bao walked over to a bush, where she curled up away from everyone. She felt pain, in her belly and she moaned a little as she tried to bite her tounge, she made sure that she was well hiden from Fernkit and the rest of the cats. BlackswanWhiteswan (talk) 23:09, February 16, 2017 (UTC)BlackswanWhiteswan

"Bl-Bloomfur...? No, c'mon, you can't leave us!" Sorrow choked out his voice, Windstorm gently tugging on the body of the deceased queen. Panthershade returned to camp with his catches, overhearing whispers of Bloomfur dying whilst kitting. From the distance, he could he the quiet cries of Windstorm sounding from the nursery....and for once, agony made Panthershade's throat tightened. He never mourned! But it was not for Bloomfur that he mourned: it was for his broken brother, Windstorm. 23:10, February 16, 2017 (UTC)

Featherflight bowed her head sorrowfully. "I'll leave you to greive," she murmured softly, then left the den to give the family peace.

Fernkit stomped around, then stopped and glared. Why was everyone so sad? It was annoying. Only he was allowed to be sad. If anyone else ever got sad then they were stupid.

Littlekit hurried around with wide eyes, searching for Minnowkit. 23:13, February 16, 2017 (UTC)

Amberbreeze stood up and walked into the nursery, she already herd the death of Bloomfur. Her eyes looked for Boa, when she saw the nest was emtpy she walked out and ran into Featherflight. "Sorry! Have you seen Boa!?" /// Boa whimpered softly BlackswanWhiteswan (talk) 23:15, February 16, 2017 (UTC)BlackswanWhiteswan

Morningpaw slowly moved inside the nursery to comfort Windstorm, shocked. Had she...really detected the upcoming death of Bloomfur? Impossible! But she mentioned none of the matter. "They'll still need names, Windstorm. Your kittens still need you, and they'll need someone to...nurse them." The twisted apprentice murmured quietly to her deputy. 23:15, February 16, 2017 (UTC)

Minnowkit sat away from the nursery, her eyes narrowed. She heard the noise in the nursery and then assumed the queen had died. 'Poor kits, they won't know their mother..' she thought, looking down at her paws. 23:17, February 16, 2017 (UTC)

Littlekit found Minnowkit. "Hey! Are you okay?" --- Fernkit was tempted to go into the nursery. --- Featherflight shook her head. "I'm sorry, I don't know where she is." 23:19, February 16, 2017 (UTC)

<p style="font-weight:normal;">Boa whimpered, and finally she waas curled around four kittens, two alive and two dead. Tears silently fell down her face as she looked at the dead kittens. /// Amberbreeze nodded and walked away, she sniffed the air and finally she found Boa underneath a bush. "Oh!" she whisper, when she saw that she gave birth to four kittens, two dead and two alive. "You gave birth. " she meowed. "Are you going to name them?" /// Boa nodded and pointed to the white and black she-cat. "Pale" she mouthed to Amberbreeze. "Duchess" she mouthed to the russet she-cat. /// Amberbreeze purred. "Beautiful, now let's get you to the nursery." She picked up the two kittens and helped Boa walk to the nursery, once laying down she set the kits at the mother's stomach, and she walked back to bury the two dead ones.. //// Boa looked over at Windstorm, and reached out to tap his tail. BlackswanWhiteswan (talk) 23:23, February 16, 2017 (UTC)BlackswanWhiteswan

<p style="font-weight:normal;">Minnowkit looked over at him, nodding. "Yes, I'm okay. Just thinking.." She replied, flicking her tail. 23:25, February 16, 2017 (UTC)

<p style="font-weight:normal;">Windstorm said nothing to Morningpaw, and didn't budge as the arriving queen touched him. He was lost, and had a haunting empty feeling that rested within his heart. His Bloomfur had left him. "I can help you," Morningpaw offered, glancing down at a tom and she-kit. "Maybe...maybe Dockkit and Hemlockkit?" She was always fond of fauna and flora, so why not name them after some herbs? Maybe it'd make them sweet when they grew up! 23:26, February 16, 2017 (UTC)

<p style="font-weight:normal;">Boa sighed and looked at Morningpaw, she tapped her with her tail and mouthed. "I can feed them." BlackswanWhiteswan (talk) 23:33, February 16, 2017 (UTC)BlackswanWhiteswan

<p style="font-weight:normal;">Windstorm responded with a small shrug to both Boa and Morningpaw, as if he didn't care either way. He didn't care if she nursed his kittens, so long as they were properly cared for, and he didn't mind Morningpaw's names. They'd stick. "Frostkit," he murmured as he glanced at the silver tabby tomkit. And then...the primarily black  tortoiseshell kitten. The cursed kitten, the cursed kitten who killed Bloomfur. "Shadowkit." Darkness, evil, it seemed fitting of a murderous newborn. 23:36, February 16, 2017 (UTC)

<p style="font-weight:normal;">Boa looked down at her kittens, and pushed them over so they would have room ad so would Windstorm's kits. She waited for the kittens to be set down by her belly. Her eyes watched Shadowkit, with a smile. BlackswanWhiteswan (talk) 23:39, February 16, 2017 (UTC)BlackswanWhiteswaj

<p style="font-weight:normal;">It wouldn't take long for the rumors to spread, but a few days. Before long, cats would avoid the nursery, whispering of Shadowkit and her "curse". Even Windstorm seemed to have a distaste for his daughter, although he clearly loved his other three kittens. 23:44, February 16, 2017 (UTC)

<p style="font-weight:normal;">Boa looked over at Shadowkit, she had watched her father love her siblings more, then little shadow. Ever since she was born, Boa always took care of her. Boa stood up and walked over to Shadowkit, and used her tail on Shadowkit's back. //// Duchess yawend as she watched Shadowkit, she always tried to hang out with her.. // Pale's silver eyes were blind and she couldnt see anyone. BlackswanWhiteswan (talk) 23:46, February 16, 2017 (UTC)BlackswanWhiteswan

<p style="font-weight:normal;">Rushwind basked in the shade, eyeing the new litter. Was it true that Shadowkit had killed her mother? He'd heard some of the more superstitious bunch discussing it... oh, wait, he was that bunch. #oh what a beautiful morning  23:47, February 16, 2017 (UTC) <p style="font-weight:normal;"> Panthershade ate fresh kill by himself, uninterested in any sort of conversation. He was disappointed, for he had hoped his brother would name Frostkit after himself. Oh well. As for that Shadowkit...he found the little kitten to be strange. Maybe she was cursed? 23:48, February 16, 2017 (UTC)

<p style="font-weight:normal;">"It's so sad what happened to Bloomfur," Littlekit murmured. "And Shadowkit..." Fernkit padded into the nursery, curious. It was cool Bloomfur was dead, but from what he heard one of the kits - Shadowkit - had killed her. He smirked. What crap. He padded inside and peered at the kits. Which one was Shadowkit?

<p style="font-weight:normal;">Hemlockkit purred while Dockkit yowled angerily when one of her littermates touched her. She liked her personal space. 00:47, February 17, 2017 (UTC)

<p style="font-weight:normal;">Shadowkit pressed against Frostkit, silent while her silver tabby brother squirmed about. Of course, Windstorm still gave his daughter attention, but he didn't shed the same love for her that he had for her littermates. 00:50, February 17, 2017 (UTC)

<p style="font-weight:normal;">Fernkit didn't bother to ask if he was welcome, instead climbed right in to the nest and gave Shadowkit a long look over. She didn't look scary... ScorchClan had brains the size of grains of sand if they really believed in the stupid 'spooky curse'. 00:53, February 17, 2017 (UTC)

<p style="font-weight:normal;">The primiarily black kitten rolled onto her side, letting out a small and tired sigh as she rested against Frostkit. The silver tomkit was finally settling down, and let out a big yawn. 00:55, February 17, 2017 (UTC)

<p style="font-weight:normal;">Fernkit watched the kittens a few moments longer until he grew bored. ''If anyone believes in that stupid curse, well I'll smack some sense into them. '' 00:57, February 17, 2017 (UTC)

<p style="font-weight:normal;">"I don't believe she is cursed, it's all stupid.." She growled, lashing her tail. Her eyes then clouded and she looked at her paws."I get what it feels like to not be wanted, it's not fun.." She muttered. 03:01, February 17, 2017 (UTC)

<p style="font-weight:normal;">"But you are wanted. You're the only friend I have, and the only one I want," Littlekit assured her, touching her shoulder lightly with his tail. "I don't believe in that curse either. It's just a little bit of bad luck, I suppose." 03:03, February 17, 2017 (UTC)

<p style="font-weight:normal;">Minnowkit touched her nose gently to his cheek. "You're the only friend I want too.." She murmured, looking over at him. 03:06, February 17, 2017 (UTC)

<p style="font-weight:normal;">Littlekit purred, giving her brushing her cheek with his muzzle. Fernkit padded out of the nursery, looking oddly relaxed and still at the same time flustered. Littlekit didn't know how that worked, but it was still amazing to see his brother not yowling to the sky. What was wrong with him? It must be terrible... 03:12, February 17, 2017 (UTC)

<p style="font-weight:normal;">"Is your brother okay? He isn't usually quiet.." She muttered, looking over at him. 03:16, February 17, 2017 (UTC)

<p style="font-weight:normal;">Littlekit frowned, watching as his brother sat down outside the nursery and glared around, as if he were gaurding the den entrance. giving everyone who passed a challenging look. "I don't know. He must have a sniffle." 03:20, February 17, 2017 (UTC)

<p style="font-weight:normal;">"Hm, sucks for him. If I ever had kits and died and my mate blamed the kit.. I wouldn't be his mate anymore even in StarClan.." She murmured, looking annoyed and sympathetic. 03:23, February 17, 2017 (UTC)

<p style="font-weight:normal;">Littlekit nodded. He felt sorry for that whole family. The kittens who never got to meet their mother, Windstorm, whose head was clouded with sorrow, and for Shadowkit, now believed as being a cursed cat. "Maybe we can play with her when she's bigger, make her feel welcomed," he suggested after a moment. 03:27, February 17, 2017 (UTC)

<p style="font-weight:normal;">"Yeah maybe, she doesn't deserve to be blamed like that. It isn't fair to her and I'm sure Bloomfur wouldn't want this for her.." She muttered, sighing softly. 03:30, February 17, 2017 (UTC)

<p style="font-weight:normal;">"Boa will take good care of her. I'm sure she doesn't believe in that curse," Littlekit mewed, brightening. He gave Minnowkit a sidelong glance. Did she have a foster mother, or was she alone? 03:34, February 17, 2017 (UTC)

<p style="font-weight:normal;">Minnowkit looked over at him, her head tilted slightly. "Something wrong Lil?" She asked, her eyes narrowed slightly. 03:40, February 17, 2017 (UTC)

<p style="font-weight:normal;">Littlekit blinked, looking at his paws for a moment before looking back at her. "Do you have a foster mother?" he asked, quietly. He didn't want to upset her by the question, but the thought of her being in her nest alone didn't seem right. 03:42, February 17, 2017 (UTC)

<p style="font-weight:normal;">"No, I don't." She replied, her voice held no emotion as she spoke. She looked at her paws, her eyes clouded. 03:44, February 17, 2017 (UTC)

<p style="font-weight:normal;">Littlekit twitched his whiskers. That was terrible. He couldn't imagine being all alone at night. "You can come into Featherflight's nest, if you ever want to. She won't mind. She likes you," he offered. 03:47, February 17, 2017 (UTC)

<p style="font-weight:normal;">"I wouldn't want to be a bother, I like her too and all but she has you, Fernkit, and Pearkit to care for. I've been on my own this long, I can keep doing it. Though, I reall do appreticate your kindness." She replied, flicking his ear with her tail. 03:51, February 17, 2017 (UTC)

<p style="font-weight:normal;">Littlekit nodded. "Okay. But if you ever change your mind, you're always welcome," he meowed, giving her a warm look. He admired her for being brave enough to be alone all night. It must be scary. 04:06, February 17, 2017 (UTC)

<p style="font-weight:normal;">Minnowkit nodded nd looked around. "What would you like to do?" She asked, titling her head. 14:59, February 17, 2017 (UTC)

<p style="font-weight:normal;">Littlekit looked around. "I don't know. Maybe we could collect some moss? If there are any scarps left, we could make a moss-ball," he suggested, lifting his nose up to sniff the air. 15:01, February 17, 2017 (UTC)

<p style="font-weight:normal;">There was still no sign of the leader and Miststorm, nor their kidnappers. Frustrated, Windstorm stalked into the nursery to see his kits. 15:03, February 17, 2017 (UTC)

<p style="font-weight:normal;">Hemlockkit squirmed excitedly when he scented his father, Dockkit complained when he disturbed her. Fernkit meanwhile watched Windstorm go into the nursery with the same challenge in his eyes he was throwing at everyone. 15:11, February 17, 2017 (UTC)

<p style="font-weight:normal;">Boa looked up and saw Windstorm walk in, worry came across her. She stood up and pushed Duchess and Pale away from him, she walked over to Shadowkit and nosed her softly. She loved Shadowkit like she was her own kit. /// Pale mewled and stood up and walked over and pumped into Dockkit. "Sorry!" she mumbled /// Duchess watched Hemlockkit. BlackswanWhiteswan (talk) 15:13, February 17, 2017 (UTC)BlackswanWhiteswan

<p style="font-weight:normal;">Frostkit, his head fur ruffled and plastered with leaves, quickly popped up. "Hi, dad!!" There was a wide grin on the mini-copy of the built deputy. "Rough sleep, Frostkit?" The deputy murmured, amused. 15:16, February 17, 2017 (UTC)

<p style="font-weight:normal;">Dockkit let out an angry roar at being touched. She relaxed a moment later when she realized it wasn't her stinky brother. "It's okay," Hemlockkit wobbled forward and tried to climb out of his nest to get to Windstorm, but kept falling. 15:19, February 17, 2017 (UTC)

<p style="font-weight:normal;">Pale sighed and looked down at her paws. "I can't see you, that's why." she said and looked up, showing her silver blind eyes and tried to smile. /// Boa purred as she watched all her kittens and even her foster ones. Her eyes turned on Windstorm and she dipped her head to him. BlackswanWhiteswan (talk) 15:21, February 17, 2017 (UTC)BlackswanWhitewan

<p style="font-weight:normal;">Windstorm dipped his head to nuzzle the side of Hemlockkit, while Shadowkit kept her distance. She knew better than to approach her father. If he wished to speak with her, then he would approach. "I see you've all opened your eyes." 15:23, February 17, 2017 (UTC)

<p style="font-weight:normal;">"Yeah! Dockkit says mine are brown. But I bet she's lying," Hemlockkit mewed, giving his sister an untrustworthy look. Dockkit frowned. "Oh, you're blind. That sucks." 15:26, February 17, 2017 (UTC)

<p style="font-weight:normal;">"It's fine, it's not as bad as Duchess. She can't speak." she meowed. /// Duchess looked at her sister, and narrowed her eyes. She was standing beside Hemlockkit // Boa walked over to Shadowkit, and turned her to face Boa, she mouthed. "Are you alright, my sweetie." BlackswanWhiteswan (talk) 15:30, February 17, 2017 (UTC)BlackswanWhiteswan

<p style="font-weight:normal;">"Err..." Shadowkit blinked, well aware that this queen was only here to nurse her, she wasn't her real mother. Shadowkit's mother was dead, as the rumors had frequently told her. And of course, she was responsible for her death. "All of your eyes are blue, little one." Windstorm twitched his whiskers in amusement. "Your eyes change into brown, green, amber, and so on. At least once your old enough, maybe a couple moons old." 15:33, February 17, 2017 (UTC)

<p style="font-weight:normal;">"I thought blue was brown," Dockkit reported, sharply at her brother, beforing turning back to Palekit. "That's not good. Why are you blind, and why can't she hear?"

<p style="font-weight:normal;">Littlekit sniffed the area, searching for moss. 15:35, February 17, 2017 (UTC)

<p style="font-weight:normal;">"Because we wre born that way. " meowed Pale, turning her blind eyes around, she spoke to Windstorm. "Hello Windstorm, lovely day?" /// Duchess rolled her eyes /// Hurt flashed threw her eyes and she pulled away. /// Smallbeetles walked into the nursery carying a bird. "I thought you might be hungry!" she meowed to Boa. Turning her eyes on Windstorm. "Hello" BlackswanWhiteswan (talk) 15:38, February 17, 2017 (UTC)BlackswanWhiteswan

<p style="font-weight:normal;">Windstorm grunted his greetings, gazing down at Frostkit as he clung to his leg. "Dockkit, Hemlockkit, Frostkit..." He trailed off. Dare he invite her? "...and Shadowkit. Would you four like to go outside with me and take a tour of the camp?" He invited only his litter of kittens, for he needed more time to bond with them. 15:40, February 17, 2017 (UTC)

<p style="font-weight:normal;">Boa dipped her head. /// Smallbeetles purred at the kittens. BlackswanWhiteswan (talk) 15:41, February 17, 2017 (UTC)BlackswanWhiteswan

<p style="font-weight:normal;">Hemlockkit's eyes widened. "Yeah!" Dockkit heard that and leaped excitedly. "Yeah!" 15:44, February 17, 2017 (UTC)

<p style="font-weight:normal;">Shadowkit looked up in surprise. She got to go outside as well? She knew the Clan outdoors would look at her with digust, but her father invited her! She bounced excitedly, following her father and littermates out of the nursery. Frostkit continued to cling to his father's leg, causing Windstorm to drag his foot as he walked. "It's so bright out!" Shadowkit squeaked. 15:45, February 17, 2017 (UTC)

<p style="font-weight:normal;">"It's so big!" Hemlockkit meowed in amazment. Dockkit followed, squealing with excitement. Fernkit watched the family leave the nursery with narrowed eyes. 15:50, February 17, 2017 (UTC)

<p style="font-weight:normal;">"You'll all grow up some day, and then, it won't seem so big." Windstorm promised as he marched along, Shadowkit stumbling after her father. 15:57, February 17, 2017 (UTC)

<p style="font-weight:normal;"> Minnowkit stayed alone, her head low. 'Maybe it was my fault that Mistheart left, maybe she blamed me for Brownkit..' she thought. 16:03, February 17, 2017 (UTC)

<p style="font-weight:normal;">"I found some moss!" Littlekit announced, happily ripping some up from the ground near the nursery. He hurried over to Minnowkit with it.

<p style="font-weight:normal;">Hemlockkit sniffed the grass with a wary look. Dockkit looked at the sky for the first time and squeaked we she saw scary white things in it. Fernkit decided to stalk them. 16:06, February 17, 2017 (UTC)

<p style="font-weight:normal;">Frostkit was looking all over the place, quivering with excitement. "This is the warriors den, where I sleep." Windstorm began as he finally stopped, Shadowkit now lagging behind. She wished she could walk as fast as her father, his legs were too long... 16:08, February 17, 2017 (UTC)

<p style="font-weight:normal;"> Minnowkit lifted her head, nodding. "Oh,cool.." She murmured, flicking her tail. 16:10, February 17, 2017 (UTC)

<p style="font-weight:normal;">Littlekit clumped the moss together and began to roll it up into a ball. "Cool! Can we go in?" Dockkit asked, shoving her face towards the warriors den. Fernkit still followed, disgusted at the cats who were giving Shadowkit looks. The were so stupid. 16:12, February 17, 2017 (UTC)

<p style="font-weight:normal;">"Nay, I'm afraid." Windstorm responded, guiding his kits closer to himself with his tail. "Smelly and tired warriors don't like kits disturbing their sleep." More or less, he was afraid of getting sour looks for bringing Shadowkit into the warrior's den. "Let's move on to the apprentice's den, where you'll all be going in the future." 16:14, February 17, 2017 (UTC)

<p style="font-weight:normal;">"So, what do you want to do, Littlekit?' She asked softly.  16:15, February 17, 2017 (UTC)

<p style="font-weight:normal;">"I was thinking we could play moss-ball?" Littlekit asked, still clumping the moss together. "Oh, look! Windstorm's kits are out!" "Our future..." Hemlockkit murmured, looking stupid then padded after his father. 16:17, February 17, 2017 (UTC)

<p style="font-weight:normal;">"We shouldn't bother them, they're with Windstorm.." She muttered, looking at her paws. 16:19, February 17, 2017 (UTC)

<p style="font-weight:normal;">Windstorm trotted to the apprentice's den, Frostkit now clinging to his father's back and squealing in delight as he moved. Shadowkit raced after her father. "Wait! Don't forget me!" 16:19, February 17, 2017 (UTC)

<p style="font-weight:normal;">"Yeah. We can say hi later. So moss-ball?" Littlekit mewed, going back to work on his moss. "Can I ride you?" Hemlockkit asked, racing to keep up with his father, giving his brother a look. 16:21, February 17, 2017 (UTC)

<p style="font-weight:normal;">Windstorm lowered himself to the ground so his other son may sit on his back. "Hop on, the Windstorm express is taking off soon." 16:22, February 17, 2017 (UTC)

<p style="font-weight:normal;">"Hm, yeah sure.." She replied turning to look at him. 16:26, February 17, 2017 (UTC)

<p style="font-weight:normal;">Littlekit continued to roll up the moss, but gave Minnowkit a sidelong glance. "Is everything all right?" he asked, concerned. --- Hemlockkit let out a squeak of glee and climbed onto his fathers shoulders, digging his tiny claws in his fur. 17:13, February 17, 2017 (UTC)

<p style="font-weight:normal;">Windstorm gritted his teeth as he felt his son's tiny claws graze his skin, but he uttered not a word. He moved on, approaching the apprentice's den. "Here it is." 17:15, February 17, 2017 (UTC)

<p style="font-weight:normal;">Dockkit gave the den an unimpressed look while Hemlockkit gawked at it. Fernkit stopped his stalking to grab a shrew and eat nearby. 17:17, February 17, 2017 (UTC)

<p style="font-weight:normal;">Windstorm went on, showing his kittens the leader's den, the medicine cat den, and finally, the elder's den. It didn't smell so well, so he didn't stick around for long. 17:18, February 17, 2017 (UTC)

<p style="font-weight:normal;">By the time they finished, Hemlockkit was exhausted and slid off of Windstorm and curled up in the middle of camp for a nap. Dockkit on the other hand was still full of enegry and paced around. 17:23, February 17, 2017 (UTC)

<p style="font-weight:normal;">Windstorm decided to sit back and observe his kits, to make sure they didn't get into any trouble. Frostkit entertained himself, playing with a moss ball as an elder watched him in amsuement. Shadowkit, on the other hand, was left alone, occasionally getting cold glares by passerbys who greatly swerved to avoid her. 17:26, February 17, 2017 (UTC)

<p style="font-weight:normal;">Fernkit gave the kits a bored glance before spotting the 'cursed' kit. He stood up and padded over. He sat down a few whisker lengths behind her and observed her. He thought he was well hidden, sitting behind a pebble. 17:29, February 17, 2017 (UTC)

<p style="font-weight:normal;">Shadowkit shuffled uncomfortably, certain that someone was giving her a very long, observant glance. Slowly, she turned around to see Fernkit, flinching in surprise. 17:30, February 17, 2017 (UTC)

<p style="font-weight:normal;">"So you're the 'cursed' one?" Fernkit said, instead of introducing himself. "Do something evil." 17:32, February 17, 2017 (UTC)

<p style="font-weight:normal;">With a frown, Shadowkit slowly flattened her ears. "You think I'm a thing of evil too?" 17:34, February 17, 2017 (UTC)

<p style="font-weight:normal;">"Can you do something evil?" Fernkit persisted, ignoring the question. 17:36, February 17, 2017 (UTC)

<p style="font-weight:normal;">"I-I don't know! Everyone says I killed my momma when I was born." Shadowkit let out a soft whimper. This guy scared her. 17:37, February 17, 2017 (UTC)

<p style="font-weight:normal;">"If you can't even think of anything evil to do, then you're not evil. Also, you didn't kill you're mom. The Clan's just stupid. I don't think you're cursed, if you think you are, then stop being stupid," Fernkit mewed. 17:40, February 17, 2017 (UTC)

<p style="font-weight:normal;">"But I'm not stupid!" The mottled kitten piped up with yet another frown. "I can't choose what others say about me and how they treat me." 17:41, February 17, 2017 (UTC)

<p style="font-weight:normal;">"I know. Do you think the curse is real?" Fernkit asked, deciding to try and be less blunt. 17:45, February 17, 2017 (UTC)  17:45, February 17, 2017 (UTC)

<p style="font-weight:normal;">Shadowkit shuffled her paws slowly. "I don't know, I wouldn't think so...StarClan wouldn't do such a thing, at least I wouldn't think they would." 17:47, February 17, 2017 (UTC)

<p style="font-weight:normal;">Fernkit nodded. "I don't think you're cursed. Everything that happened was just bad luck. I honestly don't think StarClan would curse someone anyway," He shurgged. "Anyway, I'm Fernkit." 17:50, February 17, 2017 (UTC)

<p style="font-weight:normal;">Or maybe she was just 'bad luck'? "I'm Shadowkit," the mottled black kitten responded quietly. "It's...nice to meet you." He was the first cat she'd spoken to outside of her family and adopted family. 17:51, February 17, 2017 (UTC)

<p style="font-weight:normal;">Fernkit sat looking around in silence for a moment. "Yeah... nice to meet you too, Shadowkit." 17:56, February 17, 2017 (UTC)

<p style="font-weight:normal;">Shadowkit curiously glanced at Fernkit, tipping her head to the side slowly. "You have littermates, Fernkit, don't you?" 17:58, February 17, 2017 (UTC)

<p style="font-weight:normal;">"Yeah, two fools named Pearkit and Littlekit," Fernkit mewed, giving his littermates a glare full of affection. They were really annoying and stupid, but he sort of care for them. 18:00, February 17, 2017 (UTC)

<p style="font-weight:normal;">"I have three siblings," Shadowkit responded with a small flick of her tail. "Hemlockkit, Dockkit, and Frostkit. Frostkit looks a lot like our dad." 18:02, February 17, 2017 (UTC)

<p style="font-weight:normal;">"Are they... stupid?" Fernkit asked, giving her three siblings a wary glare. 18:04, February 17, 2017 (UTC)

<p style="font-weight:normal;">Shadowkit let out a soft giggle. "No, I don't think so?" What did he really mean by that? Eh, she didn't bother with asking...He was funny, anyways. 18:07, February 17, 2017 (UTC)

<p style="font-weight:normal;">Rainheart felt pain in her stomach, and yowled. Her kits were coming! Ashflame stared at his mate and her sudden outburst. He gasped and crouched by her side. "Any cat, help me here!" Rainheart was shaking with effort. Ashflame licked her ear, trying to ease her. -Attack cat

<p style="font-weight:normal;">"Mmmhmm." Sedgefrost then padded over to the camp entrance, and waited for his mate. -- 19:50, February 17, 2017 (UTC)

<p style="font-weight:normal;">Ashflame stared at Sedgefrost. "Sedgefrost, please help!" he meowed. "Go get Commaflower!" Rainheart gasped in pain as a small kit slid out. It was beautiful and silver. It looked almost like Silverstorm, but with its mother's stripes. -Attack cat

<p style="font-weight:normal;">Sedgefrost stared in surprise back. "...I'm pretty sure that Commaflower might be still visiting the Moonthingy (I forgot what it was actually called whoops)...?" Heronflight, however, was nearby, and padded over, not really sure what to do. "I'll go fetch a stick...?" The young warrior then bolted out of camp to find one. -- 21:35, February 17, 2017 (UTC)

<p style="font-weight:normal;">Ashflame sighed, trying to be calm. He paced back and forth next to his mate. Now what would happen? Rainheart looked as if there was only one more kit, so he supposed he could calm down a bit. Rainheart looked tired. She glanced at her newborn kit, then gave a small yelp as more pain came to her. -Attack cat

<p style="font-weight:normal;">"Ah, good. How are you?" Fernkit asked, feeling more relaxed around her then the other kits. Maybe because she wasn't screaming her head off? He didn't know. Probably though. ''And she doesn't seem stupid. ''

<p style="font-weight:normal;">Featherflight heard Rainheart's call for help and hurried over. "Try to keep your breathing as steady as you can, focus on it and push when you feel pain," she directed carefully. She didn't know if Bloomfur had died due to her advice being wrong or what, so she was a little worried.

<p style="font-weight:normal;">Littlekit blinked as he heard another queen was kitting. ''The nursery is going to explode soon! '' 00:35, February 19, 2017 (UTC)

<p style="font-weight:normal;">Minnowkit sat in the corner of camp, her ears flattened. 'How many queens are there?' she thought, shaking her head. 00:47, February 19, 2017 (UTC)

<p style="font-weight:normal;">Littlekit looked around and spotted Minnowkit, then padded over and sat down beside her. "We're going to have a lot of denmates!"

<p style="font-weight:normal;">Pearkit tipped her head back in annoyance. Camp was really boring... why not leave? Sure she wasn't allowed to but... she could collect some of the other kits and they could all go on a super epic fun adventure! 00:50, February 19, 2017 (UTC)

<p style="font-weight:normal;">"Yeah, way too many.." She grumbled, flicking her tail. "I mean, I'm sure they'll be wonderful and all but it's going to be so crowded.." She added, looking over at him. 00:54, February 19, 2017 (UTC)

<p style="font-weight:normal;">"Yeah. Maybe the nursery will be expanded. That'd be cool," Littlekit mewed. Pearkit fluffed out her tail defiantly and padded into the nursery. "Hey, does anyone want to leave camp?" she asked, trying to be quiet enough so none of the queens heard. 00:56, February 19, 2017 (UTC)

<p style="font-weight:normal;">"As long as I can keep my nest, I'll be fine.." She mumbled, nodding. "I assume the new arrivals will ask about my parents too.." She added, refering to the kits that were born. 00:59, February 19, 2017 (UTC)

<p style="font-weight:normal;">"Hey! I'm talking!" Pearkit huffed, waving her tail. "Littlekit, do you and your girlfriend want to leave camp with me? it'll be awesome." 01:01, February 19, 2017 (UTC)

<p style="font-weight:normal;">Minnowkit looked at Pearkit for a moment, her eyes narrowed slightly. "Should we go with her?" She asked Littlekit, her head tilted. 01:03, February 19, 2017 (UTC)

<p style="font-weight:normal;">Littlekit furrowed his brow thoughtfully. Weren't kits not allowed to leave camp? Well, if that was the case, then why would Pearkit mention it? She wouldn't break the warrior code. "Umm... I think I will. You can stay behind if you want," Littlekit replied. He wanted to at least keep an eye on his sister. 01:07, February 19, 2017 (UTC)

<p style="font-weight:normal;">"I guess I'll come, I have nothing better to do.." She muttered, shrugging. 01:08, February 19, 2017 (UTC)

<p style="font-weight:normal;">Pearkit flicked her tail straight up cheerfully. "Great! I'll lead the way!" she mewed, pushing her way out of the den without waiting for the two to reply. Littlekit glanced at Minnowkit, looking a little worried, then left the den and hurried after Pearkit. 01:11, February 19, 2017 (UTC)

<p style="font-weight:normal;">Minnowkit padded out after them, her eyes drated around. 'This can't be alowed..' She thought, letting out a soft sigh. 01:14, February 19, 2017 (UTC)

<p style="font-weight:normal;">Pearkit padded confidently over to the camp entrance, ducked underneath a overlapping plant, glanced around to make sure no one was looking, then darted out of. Littlekit copied his sisters moves on clumsy paws and quickly followed, but stopped just outside to wait for Minnowkit. 01:17, February 19, 2017 (UTC)

<p style="font-weight:normal;">Minnowkit follwed quickly, stopping beside Littlekit. "This should be interesting.." She mumbled. 01:18, February 19, 2017 (UTC)

<p style="font-weight:normal;">Littlekit nodded, his throat too tight with anxiety to reply. He followed Pearkit who had stopped up ahead to scane the area. "Look how big everything is! You thought the camp was amazing!?" 01:22, February 19, 2017 (UTC)

<p style="font-weight:normal;">Minnowkit looked aroud, looking uncertian. "Are you sure this is a good idea?" She asked quietly. 01:24, February 19, 2017 (UTC)

<p style="font-weight:normal;">"Of course I'm sure!" Pearkit assured the gray and white molly. "Nothing bad ever happens outside camp!" she stated, then glanced around. "This way!" she directed, bounding confidently along a well worn trail that smelled strongly of her campmates. Littlekit followed, feeling surprisingly more relaxed than he ever remembered. The only noise he heard was the crunching of their paws over dead leaves, the song of birds, and the breeze blowing softly through the trees. It was so peaceful. 01:50, February 19, 2017 (UTC)

<p style="font-weight:normal;">Minnowkit looked uncertian but followed anways. 'I should stay with them..' She thought, staying quiet. 02:07, February 19, 2017 (UTC)

<p style="font-weight:normal;">Pearkit trekked a long time before getting tired and stopping for a rest. Littlekit collasped in the shade of a bramble. His paws hurt from walking. He kinda wanted to take a nap... "Maybe we should hunt? Won't the Clan be proud if we return with prey?" Pearkit suggested. 02:13, February 19, 2017 (UTC)

<p style="font-weight:normal;">"They'll be mad too, I think we might get in touble.." She mumbled, sighing softly. 02:35, February 19, 2017 (UTC)

<p style="font-weight:normal;">Shadowkit seemed to think a moment before shrugging her slim shoulders. "I'm ok, I suppose. How 'bout you?" 19:24, February 19, 2017 (UTC)

<p style="font-weight:normal;">"Okay, then. We can just hunt for ourselves. And don't worry about being caught. We'll just slip back in around nightfall. No one will notice us," Pearkit mewed, flicking her gold and white tail dismissivly.

<p style="font-weight:normal;">"I'm fine, I guess. I'm always surrounded by idiots - " Fernkit paused letting his green eyes slid around the clearing for a moment. "Speaking of idiots, I haven't seen my siblings in awhile." 21:35, February 19, 2017 (UTC)

<p style="font-weight:normal;">Commaflower had left hours ago and it seemed Applestorm had taken a turn for the worse. Acornkit now had become one for depression refusing to leave his mother's side. He hadn't seen Morningpaw for a few days and had been wanting someone to talk too but.. The chocolate queen stirred only slightly, letting out a cough, a rough cough that left a few splatters of blood next to her mouth. "M-Mother?" The kitten sobbed.

<p style="font-weight:normal;">"I have very little hope that even StarClan can save my sister," the elegant warrior said to her sandy friend. <span style="color:#580818; text-shadow: 2px 2px 1px #ff7373; font-family:Monotype Corsiva; font-size:18px;">(Insert Sarcasm) Bite Me, Dean! 15:23, February 20, 2017 (UTC)

<p style="font-weight:normal;">Morningpaw observed Windstorm and his new litter, which she had proudly named. Things seemed to go alright, despite the Clan's disliking towards innocent Shadowkit. But at least she'd found a friend. Shadowkit shrugged. "I guess some of our Clanmates aren't the...brightest." 17:44, February 20, 2017 (UTC)

<p style="font-weight:normal;">"Yeah, most to all of them aren't bright. I think my brother and sister slipped out of camp," Fernkit realized, sniffing the air and scenting his littermates stale scent leaving camp. Anger bubbled in him. Why didn't they ask him if he wanted to go? That wasn't fair! 18:14, February 20, 2017 (UTC)

<p style="font-weight:normal;">"I really hope you're right.." She mumbled, sighing softly. 'This can't be good, we could get killed out here..' she thought. 19:08, February 20, 2017 (UTC)

<p style="font-weight:normal;">During Acornkit's sobbing his mother had ceased breathing and Acornkit now took notice. His hazel eyes widened in grief and he grew silent. His heart aching. His mother was gone and Commaflower would come back to find there was now nothing she could do. He put his paws on her side thinking he could shake her back. "Mother?" He whispered frantically. <span style="color:#580818; text-shadow: 2px 2px 1px #ff7373; font-family:Monotype Corsiva; font-size:18px;">(Insert Sarcasm) Bite Me, Dean! 20:51, February 20, 2017 (UTC)

<p style="font-weight:normal;">Pearkit turned, padding toward a hole in the ground. She gave it a sniff. It smelled disgusting! "Yuck!" she coughed at the over powering musky scent.

<p style="font-weight:normal;">Meanwhile, Dew padded nearby. He wasn't aware that the land was taken - he hadn't noticed the scent markers due to his failing nose. 21:22, February 20, 2017 (UTC)

<p style="font-weight:normal;">Minnowkit sniffed the air and gowled softly. "Ew, that's disguting.." She grumbled, her eyes narrowed. 22:56, February 20, 2017 (UTC)

<p style="font-weight:normal;">"Yeah... maybe it's a rat or something? They're pretty smelly," Pearkit suggested, peering in the hole. She heard a grumble deep within the earth and felt movement coming towards them. Prey doesn't usually walk over to the hunter.

<p style="font-weight:normal;">Dew scented the air and spat angerily. How was he supposed to hunt when he could smell? 23:34, February 20, 2017 (UTC)

<p style="font-weight:normal;">"I don't think so.." She mumbled, looking scared. "You should get away from that hole, hatever is in there can't be good.." She added, backing up slightly. 23:57, February 20, 2017 (UTC)

<p style="font-weight:normal;">Littlekit had gotten to his paws and was staring at the den entrance. Pearkit backed away just as a white striped face poked out. It let out a snarl when it saw the kits and lunged at Pearkit, swiping her face. She let out a loud screech.

<p style="font-weight:normal;">Dew pricked his ears when he heard a scream. Without thinking, he raced towards the scource of the sound. He slowed down when he spotted the hulking form of a badger. This wouldn't be an easy fight. His gaze travaled across the clearing. He thought he heard someone scream. He spotted the kits. He had no choice now. He couldn't leave them there. 00:07, February 21, 2017 (UTC)

<p style="font-weight:normal;">"Pearkit!" She shrieked, running over to her new found friend. "Oh no.." She whispered, her eyes wide as she saw blood,  00:14, February 21, 2017 (UTC)

<p style="font-weight:normal;">Pearkit was shocked into silence, the pain thobbing in her face was horrible. She trembled violently. The badger snarled at Minnowkit and raised a paw to swipe. At the same moment, Dew's dark tabby pelt flashed by and landed on the beasts shoulders. It roared in again and tried to shake him off. Dew dug his long claws into it's ears. Littlekit watched the scene, frozen and admiring. 00:19, February 21, 2017 (UTC)

<p style="font-weight:normal;">Minnowkit whimpered softly, looking terrifed. She crouched beside Pearkit, her eyes wide. 'I don't know what to do..' She thought, panicking slightly but trying to calm herself. 00:22, February 21, 2017 (UTC)

<p style="font-weight:normal;">Dew was bucked off and thrown into a tree. He fell to the ground, dazed. The badger stomped over. Dew readied himself, crouching down low and flattening his ears. The badger let out a roar, the same time he let out his own roar. The badgers claws slashed his ear and pain flamed through it, but the pain just made him angry. He flailed a bunch of well aimed blows at it's eyes. It grunted and stepped back. With an angry sneer it retreated into it's hole. 00:27, February 21, 2017 (UTC)

<p style="font-weight:normal;">"Pearkit.." She whispered, trying to make her voice sound gentle. "We'll get you back home, I promise.." She added, looking at her worriedly. 00:30, February 21, 2017 (UTC)

<p style="font-weight:normal;">Dew remembered the kits were there and turned toward them. "Oh, now that doesn't look good," he commented, sniffing Pearkit. "Where is your guys' family at?" he asked with a frown. What fools would let there kits this young go out alone? 00:33, February 21, 2017 (UTC)

<p style="font-weight:normal;">"We live in a c-clan... we uh left camp without permisson.." She mumbled, looking shyly at her paws. 'This was an awful idea..' she thought. 00:36, February 21, 2017 (UTC)

<p style="font-weight:normal;">"A 'Clan'? Whatever," Dew meowed. "I can lead the way back," Littlekit mewed, calmly. He felt werid. Shouldn't he be in a state of terror and shock, not... calm... his sister could die for crying out loud. Dew nodded and gently grabbed the gold and white she-kit in his jaws, she hung as heavy and limp as a dead piece of prey. "Lead on," Dew murmured through fur. Littlekit nodded, resting his tail on Minnowkit's shoulder to help guide her. She seemed very shaken. 00:40, February 21, 2017 (UTC)

<p style="font-weight:normal;">Minnowkit felt something touch her, she flinched slightly but relaized it was Littlekit. She walked along, her eyes blank. 'I knew we shouldn't have done this, I should have tried to change her mind or at least tried to help her before she got hurt..' she thought. 00:44, February 21, 2017 (UTC)

<p style="font-weight:normal;">Dew silently followed walking low to the ground. Littlekit slowed his pace when camp came into view. He gulped. They were going to be in trouble... He carried on and entered with Minnowkit and Dew following him in.

<p style="font-weight:normal;">Featherflight spotted Littlekit and Minnowkit. Anger and relief flooded through her. "Where have you been!?" she yowled, stomping over. She stopped when she saw the loner. "Who is -" she began, aggressively but stopped when she noticed Pearkit hanging limp from his jaws.

<p style="font-weight:normal;">The silver queen flew at him, knocking him to the ground, causing him to drop Pearkit. "What did you do to her!?" she demanded, claws at the toms throat. 00:48, February 21, 2017 (UTC)

<p style="font-weight:normal;">"Featherflight, we got attacked by a badger and he saved us.. He coudn't attack in time and it got Pearkit.." She mumbled, her voice dull. A varying array of emtions could be seen in her eyes as she looked over around the camp. 00:53, February 21, 2017 (UTC)

<p style="font-weight:normal;">Featherflight huffed, releasing the tom. She turned to Pearkit and picked her up, hurrying to the medicine den. "Don't think I'm not done with you two yet. You're to stay put until I get back," she muttered while padding away. Dew pulled himself off the ground. "Harsh," he puffed, fixing his ruffled fur. "Are you okay, Minnowkit?" Littlekit asked. 00:56, February 21, 2017 (UTC)

<p style="font-weight:normal;">"Hm, yeah I'm fine.. I'm sorry about your sister.. Are you okay?" She murmured, gently touching her nose to Littlekit's cheek. She looked up at Dew and dipped her head. "Thank you for uh helping us.." She added. 00:59, February 21, 2017 (UTC)

<p style="font-weight:normal;">"Yeah, I'm okay," Littlekit mewed, wrapping his tail around Minnowkit. He looked up at Dew with admiring yellow eyes. "Yeah, thanks," he said, shyly. "Don't mention it," Dew replied, flicking an ear, scattering a drop of blood. "Eh, my ears torn." 01:01, February 21, 2017 (UTC)

<p style="font-weight:normal;">"I'm sure the medicine cat could give you herbs for it.." She murmured, pressing against Littlekit. She shook slightly, still looking scared. 01:04, February 21, 2017 (UTC)

<p style="font-weight:normal;">"Meh, it'll be fine," Dew flicked his tail dismissivly. "So... this is... the 'Clan..'" he murmured, raking his odd blue eyes across the camp. Littlekit gave Minnowkit a comforting lick. 01:07, February 21, 2017 (UTC)

<p style="font-weight:normal;">"Yeah, this is the place.." She replied, her voice dull. She closed her eyes for a moment and then opened them to look at Littlekit. "I'm so sorry I couln't help Pearkit.." She mumbled, looking sad. 01:09, February 21, 2017 (UTC)

<p style="font-weight:normal;">Littlekit shook his head. "Minnowkit, it's okay. None of us could have helped her. It was her fate to be hit," he assured her. Everything that happened in everyone's life was part of their destiny, right?

<p style="font-weight:normal;">Featherflight left the medicine den, where Pearkit would be staying and padded over to the other two kits. "Are you hurt?" Littlekit shook his head as a reply, looking her square in the face. 01:12, February 21, 2017 (UTC)

<p style="font-weight:normal;">Minnowkit shookher head, looking scared still. The small she-kit pressed against her friend again, looking up at Featherflight. 'She probably hates me now..' she thought, sighing softly. 01:14, February 21, 2017 (UTC)

<p style="font-weight:normal;">"Okay, then. Go to the nursery and stay there," Featherflight's mew remained stern. Littlekit nodded. "Come on, Minnowkit," he mewed, heading back towards the nursery. "Thank you for saving them," Featherflight meowed, coolly looking at the loner. "Yeah. So I'm gonna go now," Dew said, yawning. "See ya later," he added, sprinting out of camp before she could reply. 01:17, February 21, 2017 (UTC)

<p style="font-weight:normal;">Minnowkit follwed him and walked into the nursery. She quickly sat down in her nest, her eyes blank once more. The she-kit kept her gaze on her paws. 01:20, February 21, 2017 (UTC)

<p style="font-weight:normal;">"Let's try to get some rest, shall we?" Littlekit asked, settling down beside her. "It was a really long day. And I'm sure Pearkit's going to be okay," 01:23, February 21, 2017 (UTC)

<p style="font-weight:normal;">"I hope so.." She replied, laying down beside him. "You can uh sleep here if you want.." She added, opening her eyes to look at him. 01:25, February 21, 2017 (UTC)

<p style="font-weight:normal;">"Okay, thanks," Littlekit mewed, nuzzling her head. Featherflight sighed, watching the tom leave. Would Pearkit make it? She shook her head, trying to shake the thoughts of her kit dying away, and headed towards the nursery. 01:28, February 21, 2017 (UTC)

<p style="font-weight:normal;">Minnowkit closked her eyes, pressing against him gently. Her shaking had calmed but she still trmebled from time to time. 01:30, February 21, 2017 (UTC)

<p style="font-weight:normal;">Featherflight padded into the den. She gave her son and his friend a fond look and curled up in her nest. She sighed. She was upset with them of course, but she wouldn't remain mad for long. They learned their lession, a very hard way.

<p style="font-weight:normal;">Meanwhile Fernkit had watched everything with his sister, the loner, and all that. He wondered if Pearkit would be okay. He sorta hoped so... the nursery wouldn't be the same without her snoring. 01:33, February 21, 2017 (UTC)

<p style="font-weight:normal;">Minnowkir kept her eyes closed, not really being able to fall asleep. She stayed slient, not wanting to disturb anyone else. 01:35, February 21, 2017 (UTC)

<p style="font-weight:normal;">Acornkit finally grew stil and silent. Nobody there to comfort him. The tabby kitten j ust stared at his mother's unmoving body. He heard ligth paw movements then the familiar scent of his uncle. Wintersnow had come to visit Applestorm. The white warrior gently picked up the tabby tom before signaling to Spiderheart abd Phoenixeheart to move their sister's body to thte center of camp. <span style="color:#580818; text-shadow: 2px 2px 1px #ff7373; font-family:Monotype Corsiva; font-size:18px;">(Insert Sarcasm) Bite Me, Dean! 15:22, February 21, 2017 (UTC)

<p style="font-weight:normal;">Littlekit's eyes opened and he curled his tail tightly around himself. Applestorm had died. Too many cats were dying or getting hurt lately. 18:01, February 21, 2017 (UTC)

<p style="font-weight:normal;">Morningpaw was on moss-collecting duty once more, grumbling under her breath. This was too boring...couldn't cats get their own moss? Sure, it was something for her to do, but it was a bit ridiculous. 16:59, February 24, 2017 (UTC)

<p style="font-weight:normal;">Acornkit sat staring at the ground, honestly he now saw some sense in Morningpaw's words from the other day. His mother was gone and his family had practically forgotten him. The tabby kitten pawed at the dirt slowly, movements sluggish. <span style="color:#580818; text-shadow: 2px 2px 1px #ff7373; font-family:Monotype Corsiva; font-size:18px;">(Insert Sarcasm) Bite Me, Dean! 17:02, February 24, 2017 (UTC)

<p style="font-weight:normal;">As Morningpaw continued to curse under her breath, the ginger tabby made up her mind: if she didn't become something important soon, she'd retire into the elders den. Maybe telling pesky kits stories would make her feel a bit better about herself. 17:13, February 24, 2017 (UTC)

<p style="font-weight:normal;">The dark tabby cast his hazel gaze upwards towards the sky scowling angrily. Ever since his mother's death he just wanted to lash out at everyone that spoke to him, he cast his head down again before flicking a pebble away from his paw. <span style="color:#580818; text-shadow: 2px 2px 1px #ff7373; font-family:Monotype Corsiva; font-size:18px;">(Insert Sarcasm) Bite Me, Dean! 17:14, February 24, 2017 (UTC)

<p style="font-weight:normal;">Mouth full of moss, Morningpaw slowly limped back to camp, twitching her ear irritably as she dropped off the bundle of flora. 17:17, February 24, 2017 (UTC)

<p style="font-weight:normal;">Acornkit dragged his claws through the dirt before he finally gave a heavy sigh. There wasn't much he could do about his mother now. In the back of his mind there was a voice telling him it was inevitable. <span style="color:#580818; text-shadow: 2px 2px 1px #ff7373; font-family:Monotype Corsiva; font-size:18px;">(Insert Sarcasm) Bite Me, Dean! 17:26, February 24, 2017 (UTC)

<p style="font-weight:normal;">Growing hungry, Morningpaw padded to the freshkill pile, where she picked out a shrew. Hmm? Was that death that she smelled? 17:30, February 24, 2017 (UTC)

<p style="font-weight:normal;">He glanced up seeing Morningpaw, hazel eyes lighting up maybe a bit too much he wandered towards her. "Morningpaw, hi." He greeted the warrior-aged apprentice. <span style="color:#580818; text-shadow: 2px 2px 1px #ff7373; font-family:Monotype Corsiva; font-size:18px;">(Insert Sarcasm) Bite Me, Dean! 17:34, February 24, 2017 (UTC)

<p style="font-weight:normal;">"Hello, Acornkit," the ginger and white tabby she-cat returned the greeting, settling down with her meal. 17:39, February 24, 2017 (UTC)

<p style="font-weight:normal;">Rainheart, with Ashflame at her side, did as Featherflight told. One more kit slid out. She lay on the ground, panting. "Thank you, Featherflight," she said softly. She nudged her kits close to her belly, the bundles of fur wiggling around. She turned to Asflame. You name one, okay?" Ashflame nodded. "I'll name the boy Swiftkit." Rainheart decided to name the female Silverkit, after her dead sister. -Attack cat

<p style="font-weight:normal;">While Windstorm organized patrols to continue searching for the missing cats and any signs of FlameClan, his litter played around camp, the tom always keeping a watchful eye on them. With his mate dead, he was constantly there for his kittens, secretly watching them like a hawk. Frostkit, who looked quite similar to his father stood tall on a rock, babbling on and pretending to give out orders like a leader, while Shadowkit fell over out of her laughter, amused by Frostkit's little imitation. 18:53, February 24, 2017 (UTC)

<p style="font-weight:normal;">Ashflame wondered what kind of warriors his kits would be. He nudged Rainheart gently. "Come on, to the nursery, so you can get some rest." Rainheart nodded wearily, and picking up Silverkit, began to pad towards the nursery. Ashflame grabbed Swiftkit, and quickly followed. -Attack cat

<p style="font-weight:normal;">"You're funny, 'Froststar'," Shadowkit twitched her whiskers in amusement as she gazed up at her silver brother, who let out a huff of defeat. "You're very cold, Shadowbutt. That was quite demeaning of you." Frostkit stuck his tongue out at his dark sister, wiggling his tail in an almost excited manner. 19:10, February 24, 2017 (UTC)

<p style="font-weight:normal;">As Rainheart lay down in a nest, noting the crowded nursery, Shadowdapple and Sweetfire raced in. "What happened?" Shadowdapple asked. She abruptly stopped when she saw the to bundles of fur squirming around. -Attack cat

<p style="font-weight:normal;">"And you use words that are too big, Frostyfeet!" Shadowkit squeaked in response, wiggling her haunches as she prepared to leap up at her brother, grinning widely. 19:19, February 24, 2017 (UTC)

<p style="font-weight:normal;">Ashflame stayed silent, staring fondly at his kits. Sweetfire spoke out. "Well, she kitted. Isn't it obvious?" Her tail swished back and forth again. The kits looked so at peace, without a care in the world. -Attack cat

<p style="font-weight:normal;">"At least it makes me sound intelligent." Frostkit returned the smirk before Shadowkit leaped up at him, knocking the wavy-furred tomkit off the rock. 19:30, February 24, 2017 (UTC)

<p style="font-weight:normal;">Sweetfire and Shadowdapple left the nursery, and Shadowdapple noticed the kits playing. "Hey," she meowed to them. She looked at Shadowkit. She couldn't understand why everyone thought she was a curse. She seemed just like all other kits. -Attack cat

<p style="font-weight:normal;">Shadowkit had Frostkit's ear in her mouth and was pulling on it as she looked back at the warrior in surprise. Immediately, the kitten went quiet, knowing she was forbidden to speak to warriors whom she was unrelated to. Frostkit, on the other hand, narrowed his eyes before pushing off his sister and protectively standing in front of her. Another bully to his little sister? "What do you want?" He spoke politely, but kept his protective edge in his tone. 19:40, February 24, 2017 (UTC)

<p style="font-weight:normal;">"I won't hurt you, really. You just looked like you were having fun," she meowed to the kits. She was holding back a laugh. -Attack cat

<p style="font-weight:normal;">"We are," Frostkit replied hastily, wondering why an adult was bothering with kitten play. "So if you don't mind, it'd be...nice if we could return to our play." Frostkit was never interested in interacting with adults, at least not yet. He was more of an independent character, who stuck only to his very close friends and family. 19:51, February 24, 2017 (UTC)

<p style="font-weight:normal;">Hemlockkit had been stalking the medicine den. He heard about his denmate, Pearkit, being slashed by a badger. From what he heard she lost her eye and her face was scarred. His heart felt odd - heavy, sorta? He felt really bad for her... he wanted to see how she was, maybe she wanted to play?

<p style="font-weight:normal;">Dockkit meanwhile watched her littermates play through lazy eyes. 19:54, February 24, 2017 (UTC)

<p style="font-weight:normal;">Shadowdapple glanced once more at Shadowkit, behind her Frostkit, then spoke. "Ok, if your in such a hurry. I wanted to tell you about the new kits. " She turned away and joined her sister. ''Those kits need to get more friendly to their Clanmates. Nobody here would hurt them, so why do they act like they're a threat? ''She sat down next to her sister. "Why do you think would get those kits to lighten up?" She asked her sister. --- Rainheart sighed as her two kits mewled and squirmed. -Attack cat

<p style="font-weight:normal;">Frostkit continued to play with his sister, rolling around until they came across a warrior's paw, who quickly swerved and muttered something about Shadowkit being a "freak". Frostkit had puffed up and roared at the warrior, who walked on and ignored the tomkit's retorts and protective remarks. 20:11, February 24, 2017 (UTC)

<p style="font-weight:normal;">Shadowdapple watched the scene play out, thinking about how much hatred Shadowkit received. She knew how it felt to lose your mother at birth. She could have easily been blamed for the death of her mother, but wasn't. She didn't know what it felt to be hated. Then again, it was most likely because no one knew why her mother actually died. -Attack cat

<p style="font-weight:normal;">Windstorm's instructions had been clear: protect Shadowkit at all costs. Frostkit was aware that his father had a slight disliking for Shadowkit because of the death of Bloomfur and her rumoured curse, but Frostkit knew that Windstorm was always feel that paternal affection. So, Frostkit would follow his father's orders and keep Shadowkit safe at all costs. Those who Windstorm hadn't directly told Frostkit that he approved of would be driven away from Shadowkit to avoid bullying at all costs. 20:22, February 24, 2017 (UTC)

<p style="font-weight:normal;">Shadowdapple stared around the clearing at every warrior, wondering how they could treat a kitten this way. She stared at Windstorm a second longer. It wasn't a small kit's fault for the death of Bloomfur. ''Just like it wasn't my fault for the death of Silverstorm. ''She wanted to go over and explain, maybe get to know Shadowkit, but her pawsteps faltered as she approached. Frostkit would most likely treat her coldly for this. -Attack cat

<p style="font-weight:normal;">A rough sigh escaped Windstorm as the final patrol returned. No sign of Miststorm nor Alderstar. The deputy hung his head in defeat, glancing over at his kittens and deciding it was time for him to be with them. With their lack of a mother, he was the best thing they had. "Dockkit, Hemlockkit, Frostkit, Shadowkit, let's take a walk to the elder's den. I'm sure someone will have a nice story for us to listen to." Frostkit pricked his ears at his father's call, while Shadowkit frowned. One of the elders was nuts, he was always referring to her as "evil". Eh, maybe he'd just kick the bucket soon. 20:32, February 24, 2017 (UTC)

<p style="font-weight:normal;">Shadowdapple watched the kits walk off, knowing she'd lost her chance. Disappointed, yet relieved, she walked back to her sister again. She sighed, knowing she didn't have a single good memory of her mother. The only thing she could remember was her mother in the hollowed tree, clawing herself like she'd been attacked, then limping away. Her heart was heavy, just now realizing the mother she had lost. -Attack cat

<p style="font-weight:normal;">Dockkit got up, yawning. Elder stoires were boring, but maybe they'd have something juicy this time. She trotted over to the elders den.

<p style="font-weight:normal;">Hemlockkit frowned, still sitting outside the medicine den. "Do I have to go, dad?" he asked. He had refused to leave his spot since the badger attack, only leaving to go to bed, but at the crack of dawn he was back. 21:28, February 24, 2017 (UTC)

<p style="font-weight:normal;">Rainheart fell asleep, her kits curled up next to her. Ashflame padded out the den. He saw the four kits walking into the elders den. -Attack cat

<p style="font-weight:normal;">Smallbeetles was sitting out in the sun, her eyes were closed as she thought of her past. // Boa watched her kittens, Duchess and Pale. // Pale jumped on top of Duchess // Duchess growled softly, she was pretty she-cat, more beautiful then Pale. // Bathsheba was licking her pelt clean. //// Amberbreeze looked around the place. She was looking for someone to talk too. //Orcatooth was eating prey. BlackswanWhiteswan (talk) 16:29, February 26, 2017 (UTC)BlackswanWhiteswan

<p style="font-weight:normal;">Shadowdapple turned to her sister. "Sweetfire, do you want to go hunting with me?" she asked. In reality, she just wanted some time to think about their mother together. -Attack cat

<p style="font-weight:normal;">Littlekit groomed his pelt. His sixth moon was approaching, and he was very excited. Fernkit sat beside him, purring for once in the sunshine.

<p style="font-weight:normal;">Pearkit was outside for the second time since the badger attack. She didn't like the way the others looked at her. She often stuck close to the camp walls to hide herself. 00:10, March 7, 2017 (UTC)

<p style="font-weight:normal;">Minnnowkit padded out of the nursery, her long fur neatly groomed. She gave a quick nod to Littlekit and Fernkit and thrn spotted Pearkit. "I'll go talk to her," she thought. The small she-kit padded over to Pearkit, making sure to make a little bit of noise so she didn't scare her. "Hi Pearkit," she meowed softly. 00:13, March 7, 2017 (UTC)

<p style="font-weight:normal;">Pearkit's pelt prickled. Great, someone was coming over to gawk at her. She looked over her shoulder with her one eye and relaxed slightly. It was just Minnowkit. Minnowkit didn't really stare at her. "Hi, Minnowkit. How are you?" she asked, waving her feathery tail. 00:17, March 7, 2017 (UTC)

<p style="font-weight:normal;">"I'm alright, thank you. How are you?" She replied softly, her head tilted. She sat down and glanced around the camp, her eyes narrowed. 00:22, March 7, 2017 (UTC)

<p style="font-weight:normal;">"I'm good," Pearkit mewed, her eyes landed on Dockkit who sat a few tail-lengths away, staring at her ravaged face. She let out a squeak of fear when she was spotted and hurried into the nursery to hide. Pearkit flattened her ears and quietly growled. 00:25, March 7, 2017 (UTC)

<p style="font-weight:normal;">"Ignore them, they just don't get it. You look fine really, and your personality is still the same which is good. I'm really sorry about what happened, I feel like it's my fault.." She mumbled, lowering her head. 00:29, March 7, 2017 (UTC)

<p style="font-weight:normal;">Pearkit snapped her head back over to Minnowkit, looking almost outraged. "Why would it be your fault? If I hadn't been stupid, trampling around where I shouldn't have been, I wouldn't be in this mess. It's my own fault. I'm lucky that I didn't get you or Littlekit hurt." 00:31, March 7, 2017 (UTC)

<p style="font-weight:normal;">"I honestly wish it was me instead of you, believe me there. Why don't we go talk to Littekit and Fernkit, I'm sure they'd love to see and tak to you." She meowed, laying her tail gently on Pearkit's shoulder for a moment. 00:34, March 7, 2017 (UTC)

<p style="font-weight:normal;">"Okay, I guess," Pearkit mumbled, glancing uncertainly at her brothers. She got to her paws and began to slowly pad over. Littlekit paused from his washing when Pearkit and Minnowkit came over. "Pearkit! It's great to see you out of that stuffy den!" 00:38, March 7, 2017 (UTC)

<p style="font-weight:normal;">Minnowkit sat down near them, her eyes narrowed as she quickly looked around the camp. 'If any cat stares at her or says something about her, I'll say something.' She thought, growling softly. 00:41, March 7, 2017 (UTC)

<p style="font-weight:normal;">"Wicked scar, Pears," Fernkit purred, getting up to head-butt Pearkit's unscarred cheek. "Ahah... thanks," she mewed, shifting her paws. "Can you believe we're gonna be apprentices soon?" Littlekit mewed, trying to break the tension. "Oh, I have to wait a few extra weeks before my ceremony, Commaflower wants to make sure I'm healed well enough," Pearkit murmured. "Oh." 00:46, March 7, 2017 (UTC)

<p style="font-weight:normal;">"Well, you'll still do great." She murmured, looking over at her friend. 00:49, March 7, 2017 (UTC)

<p style="font-weight:normal;">Pearkit grinned a little. Hemlockkit was padding out of the nursery and gasped when he saw Pearkit. "Pearkit! You're out of the medicine den! This is great!" he exclaimed, running circles around her. "I waited for you." Fernkit rolled his eyes. "When he says that, he really means it, he sat outside the medicine den all day everyday." ''Little stalker. '' 00:52, March 7, 2017 (UTC)

<p style="font-weight:normal;">Minnowkit looked surpised but backed up and sat beside Littlekit. "He's uh deticated.." She muttered, narrowing her eyes slightly. 00:55, March 7, 2017 (UTC)

<p style="font-weight:normal;">Littlekit broke out into a purr at the admiring gaze of Hemlockkit as it rested on Pearkit's face - her whole face - not just her injuried part. "I think he might like her. Like like," he whispered into his friends ear while Fernkit quietly went, "Yick!" Pearkit stared at the silver tom. "Oh... well... that's sweet of you." 01:02, March 7, 2017 (UTC)

<p style="font-weight:normal;">"Yeah, you're probably right about that.." She replied softly, gently flicking him with her tail. 01:50, March 7, 2017 (UTC)

<p style="font-weight:normal;">Littlekit's heart fluttered in his chest when he met Minnowkit's gaze before turning back to Pearkit and Hemlockkit, who were now chatting. Fernkit scowled at his siblings. They were weak to be having feelings for cats! Pah, he'd never love anyone. 01:58, March 7, 2017 (UTC)

<p style="font-weight:normal;">Minnowkit looked at Fernkit, her eyes narrwed as she saw him scowl. "What's wrong with you?" She muttered, flicking her tail. 02:00, March 7, 2017 (UTC)

<p style="font-weight:normal;">Fernkit curled his tail over his paws. "My siblings are weak," he huffed, puffing out his chest in self-pride that he would never end up like them. 02:03, March 7, 2017 (UTC)

<p style="font-weight:normal;">"Whatever you say, though they aren't weak." She snapped, somewhat suprising herself when she did. 'Should I aplogize for snapping or leave it..' She thought. 02:07, March 7, 2017 (UTC)

<p style="font-weight:normal;">Fernkit stared at the gray and white she-cat, looking slightly surprised she had snapped. He hadn't thought she had it in her. "Love will soften their hearts," he told himself quietly. 02:09, March 7, 2017 (UTC)

<p style="font-weight:normal;">Minnowkit turned and looked at Littlekit, sighing quietly. She felt herself calm down when she looked at him. The she-cat shook her head quickly, glancing at her friend. "Uh, sorry about that..." She muttered to Littlekit. 02:14, March 7, 2017 (UTC)

<p style="font-weight:normal;">"It's okay," Littlekit purred. Fernkit got to his paws and padded away from the annoying cats. Hemlockkit had gotten Pearkit to play, and she was really having fun. 02:17, March 7, 2017 (UTC)

<p style="font-weight:normal;">"Fernkit has a thorn stuck somewhere.." She grumbled, looking annoyed She sighed again and pressed gently against him, trying to calm down. 02:22, March 7, 2017 (UTC)

<p style="font-weight:normal;">"He's always had a thorn stuck in his pelt," Littlekit purred, casting his smoldering brother a fond glance before giving Minnowkit's head a lick. "Who do you think'll mentor us?" 02:30, March 7, 2017 (UTC)

<p style="font-weight:normal;">Minnowkit felt her fur heat up slightly but she ignored it. "No idea.. Do you have anyone who you'd want your mentor to be?" She replied, tilting her head slightly. 02:33, March 7, 2017 (UTC)

<p style="font-weight:normal;">Littlekit shrugged. "I don't know. Everyone seems like they'd be a good mentor..." he trailed off, looking around. How did leaders chose mentors for apprentices? There were so many warriors to chose from! 02:40, March 7, 2017 (UTC)

<p style="font-weight:normal;">"Yeah, I agree. I'm sure we'll be put with the cat that will mentor us best.." She murmured, glancing over at him. 02:44, March 7, 2017 (UTC)

<p style="font-weight:normal;">Littlekit nodded. "Yeah, I'm sure they will," his yellow eyes drifted over to Pearkit and Hemlockkit, who now sat, tired, side by side, watching a feather. "What if I can't be a warrior?" Pearkit whispered. Hemlockkit flattened his ears. "Don't say that! Of course you'll be a warrior!" 02:55, March 7, 2017 (UTC)

<p style="font-weight:normal;">"I feel like Pearkit getting hurt was my fault.." She muttered, her eyes darkened slighlty. She sighed and looked down at her paws. 02:58, March 7, 2017 (UTC)

<p style="font-weight:normal;">"But it's not," Littlekit mewed, resting his chin on her head and closing his eyes. ''It was her destiny. No one could have changed that. ''Pearkit frowned. "You don't know that." Hemlockkit lashed his tail defiantly. "Well I believe you'll be!" 03:03, March 7, 2017 (UTC)

<p style="font-weight:normal;">Minnowkit leaned against him gently, purring softly. "You're my best friend, ya know?" She mumbled, her tail flicked. 03:09, March 7, 2017 (UTC)

<p style="font-weight:normal;">Littlekit purred, breathing in her scent. "You're my best friend too," he meowed, feeling warm with happiness. 03:19, March 7, 2017 (UTC)

<p style="font-weight:normal;">Minnowkit nuzzled hm gently, still purring. "I can't believe we'll be apprentices, I'm really excited to learn and fight.." She mumbled. 03:22, March 7, 2017 (UTC)

<p style="font-weight:normal;">"Me too. I hope I won't have to use my skills often though," Littlekit mewed, shivering a little. ''I hope we don't have to go to battle FlameClan. '' 03:35, March 7, 2017 (UTC)

<p style="font-weight:normal;">"Yeah, that's true. Though, I'd be proud to fight to defend my clan.." She replied softly. "I don't know what I'd do if something happened to you." She added, looking at her paws shyly. 03:37, March 7, 2017 (UTC)

<p style="font-weight:normal;">Littlekit nodded, feeling a little embarrassed. ''I don't know what I'd do without you... ''But he remained silent. "Nothing will ever happen to me. No one would dare pick on me!" he mewed, puffing out his chest. 03:39, March 7, 2017 (UTC)

<p style="font-weight:normal;">Minnowkit giggled softly, her whiskers twitched. "I'm sure they'd be to terrified." She replied, glancing at him, twitching her tail. 03:42, March 7, 2017 (UTC)

<p style="font-weight:normal;">Shadowdapple and Sweetfire walked out, side by side. "Do you know much about our mother?" Shadowdapple asked quietly, breaking the silence. Sweetfire looked at her. "Why are you asking?" Her ears twitched. "Well, I think I understand Shadowkit. Our mothers are both dead, and I understand some of what she feels. But I could have been blamed for the death of my mother." She sighed. "And I wasn't, because nobody knows how she died but us." --- Silverkit tumbled out the nest as Swiftkit kicked about. She mewled, trying to scramble to her paws. Rainheart awoke, shoving Silverkit back in the nest, then padding out to get some fresh-kill. -Attack cat

<p style="font-weight:normal;">Littlekit twined his tail with Minnowkit's and purred. "Thanks," Pearkit mewed, giving Hemlockkit's head a kind nuzzle. "I've gotta go take a nap now. When I'm done we can play more?" he asked, hopefully. Pearkit looked thoughtfully at her paws. Why did he want to be near her? With her ugly face... "I mean... if you want..." 13:44, March 7, 2017 (UTC)

<p style="font-weight:normal;">Acornkit smiled at the ginger and white apprentice, Acornkit hadn't been allowed to go visit his mother's grave due to him being a kitten and he wanted to at least try to visit her. Maybe he'd do that tonight.. The tabby kitten smiled at as he sat beside her, barely a few inches away. "Did Windstorm let you go on the patrol yet?" He asked excitedly. <span style="color:#580818; text-shadow: 2px 2px 1px #ff7373; font-family:Monotype Corsiva; font-size:18px;">(Insert Sarcasm) Bite Me, Dean! 20:39, March 7, 2017 (UTC)

<p style="font-weight:normal;">Sapphireclaw returned from her hunting patrol, carrying a shrew and many twigs; to add to her collection. 21:28, March 7, 2017 (UTC)

<p style="font-weight:normal;">Rainheart smiled as she came back inside, knowing her kits would be strong and healthy. She couldn't wait until they became apprenticed, but that wouldn't be happening very`soon. -Attack cat

<p style="font-weight:normal;">Minnowkit looked over at him, her eyes bright. "What should we do?" She asked, tilting her head slightly. 22:32, March 7, 2017 (UTC)

<p style="font-weight:normal;">Littlekit squinted, looking around camp. It was kinda boring, as usual. "What do you want to do?" 23:17, March 7, 2017 (UTC)

<p style="font-weight:normal;">"Honestly no idea, there isn't a lot to do here.." She replied, shaking slightly as she remembered leaving the camp. "We aren't leaving camp again though.." She added, looking nervous. 23:30, March 7, 2017 (UTC)

<p style="font-weight:normal;">Ashflame raced after a rabbit, which was surprisingly fast. He wove through the trees, until the rabbit leaped into a hole and disappeared. He sighed, and was turning around when something he heard a noise. A fox! He growled at it, backing up. He ran as fast as he could, calling for help from his Clanmates as he got closer to camp. -Attack cat

<p style="font-weight:normal;">Littlekit shook his head quickly. "Nope!" he mewed fast, before looking around some more. "We could pick out where our nests will be in the apprentices den," he suggested, shrugging. Camp really was boring. 01:01, March 10, 2017 (UTC)

<p style="font-weight:normal;">"Oh yeah, sure. Let's go and look." She replied, standing up and starting to walk. 01:10, March 10, 2017 (UTC)

<p style="font-weight:normal;">Littlekit got to his paws and trotted after. In the past few moons he had grown very tall. A lot of the Clan said his name didn't suit him anymore. 01:35, March 10, 2017 (UTC)

<p style="font-weight:normal;">Minnowkit looked up at him, she'd grown but not a lot. She was still small and thin but it didn't bother her. "So, how are you today?" She asked. 01:45, March 10, 2017 (UTC)

<p style="font-weight:normal;">Ashflame backed into a bush, hoping the fox couldn't reach him. It was only a matter of time before the fox would reach through the bush. He saw a paw reaching through, and bit it. The fox yelped, but didn't give up. He called once more for help. -Attack cat

<p style="font-weight:normal;">"I'm great, what about you?" Littlekit mewed while disappearing in the apprentices den. Sapphireclaw finished hiding her sticks and pricked her ears when she heard a cat calling for help. She made her way slowly to the scource of the yowls. She spotted a fox attacking a tom who she couldn't see clearly. She stood frozen, slowly thinking of what to do. 13:44, March 10, 2017 (UTC)

<p style="font-weight:normal;">Ashflame faintly caught Sapphireclaw's scent through the stench of fox. He called to her. "Sapphireclaw, help!" He clawed at the fox through the bushes, the taste of fox blood still in his mouth. He didn't know what he would do if the fox got through. Suddenly, a snout burst through. It was snapping, trying to bite him. He backed farther into the bush, and the fox bit only air. He growled, swiping with claws unsheathed, but missed. -Attack cat

<p style="font-weight:normal;">Ashflame's yowl snapped Sapphireclaw from her thoughts and she sprang onto the fox's back, digging her claws and teeth in hard. 18:59, March 10, 2017 (UTC)

<p style="font-weight:normal;">Minnowkit walked in after him, her eyes narrowed. "Oh, I'l alright." She murmured. 21:45, March 10, 2017 (UTC)

<p style="font-weight:normal;">Smallbeetles yawned as she looked around the den. BlackswanWhiteswan (talk) 22:20, March 10, 2017 (UTC)BlackswanWhiteswan

<p style="font-weight:normal;">Littlekit stared around the den in amazement. This was the first time he had ever been in here... It was so much bigger than the nursery! He had already secretly planned on making his nest next to Minnowkit's.  22:35, March 10, 2017 (UTC)

<p style="font-weight:normal;">Pale manged to walk outside, her silver eyes looked around, she didn't know where she was going and accidently pumped into Littlekit, hissing with frustration she growled and tried to get up on her feet. BlackswanWhiteswan (talk) 22:39, March 10, 2017 (UTC)BlackswanWhiteswan

<p style="font-weight:normal;">Littlekit leaned down and nudged Pale, helping her to her paws. "You okay?" 22:58, March 10, 2017 (UTC)

<p style="font-weight:normal;">Pale was suprised, she looked up up, her silver blind eyes looked into his. Nodding, "Sorry." she mumbled as Littlekit helped her up, her tiny paws were small. "I'm Pale." BlackswanWhiteswan (talk) 23:01, March 10, 2017 (UTC)BlackswanWhiteswan

<p style="font-weight:normal;">"That's okay. Nice to meet you, Pale. I'm Littlekit. And that's my friend, Minnowkit," Littlekit mewed, pointing his tail over to Minnowkit, grinning. 23:03, March 10, 2017 (UTC)

<p style="font-weight:normal;">Pale flinched at the word friend, she didn't have any. Who would want to be friends with a blind cat? Pale just nodded and looked away. "That's nice." she meowed. She didn't see her own sister, walking out of camp. BlackswanWhiteswan (talk) 23:06, March 10, 2017 (UTC)BlackswanWhiteswan (I am going to feel so bad, I'm killing of her sister :

<p style="font-weight:normal;">Minnowkit narrowed her eyes again as she turned her head from the apprentice den. "Hello." She muttered, her voice lacking emotion. 23:13, March 10, 2017 (UTC)

<p style="font-weight:normal;">Ashflame felt himself relax slightly. He crawled out the bush, sneaking around the fox as Sapphireclaw attacked, then bit down on it's tail. It screeched, and tried to squirm free of Sapphireclaw's grip. He held on, not wanting to let this fox escape into his territory. He would chase it across the border. -Attack cat

<p style="font-weight:normal;">Sapphireclaw ripped out chucks of the fox's fur, then leaped off, landing onto the ground to nip it's legs. "Nice meeting you!" Littlekit mewed, waving his tail and disappearing back into the apprentices den. 23:34, March 10, 2017 (UTC)

<p style="font-weight:normal;">Minnowkit turned and followed, her eyes narrowed still. She looked around the den, flicking her tail. 23:40, March 10, 2017 (UTC)

<p style="font-weight:normal;">Pale watched them go. Sighing. ''I'll never have friends. ''/// Boa walked out of the nursery, her eyes landed on Pale, which she exiled in relief, until she walked around and couldn't find her, suddeny Amberbreeze, Smallbeetles and Bathsheba walked into the camp, her eyes landed on them and then a small bundle of russet fur, limp in her jaws. // "I'm so sorry." whispered Amberbreeze, she walked away. // Smallbeetles set the kitten at her mother's feet. "A fox got her. We found her dead with a fox over her." /// Boa she screamed as tears ran down her face.// Pale's ears perked up as she shocked to hear her mother scream, padding over to the her mother, she smelled....Duchess. "Duchess?" BlackswanWhiteswan (talk) 02:38, March 11, 2017 (UTC)BlackswanWhiteswan

<p style="font-weight:normal;">Frostkit lay on the ground as he listened to the elder story, slightly leaning against Windstorm as he pricked his ears. The story was actually kind of interesting, about some big battle moons ago with the Falling Stars. Shadowkit...well, she didn't seem to find it as interesting, for she had passed out, pressed against Frostkit as she snoozed. Morningpaw frowned. "I go on patrols, but never for hunting, 'cause I can't hunt." 17:27, March 11, 2017 (UTC)

<p style="font-weight:normal;">Ashflame growled, and the fox tried to flee, but he gave it one final scratch before it did. He knew that fox would never come back. "Thank you, Sapphireclaw," he told her. He left, looking back to see if she was following. -Attack cat

<p style="font-weight:normal;">Sapphireclaw didn't reply, instead followed the tom, staring at the sky with huge blue eyes. Littlepaw and Fernpaw were newly apprenticed (they need some mentors) and were building their nests, excitedly playfighting every few moments. 23:33, March 12, 2017 (UTC)

<p style="font-weight:normal;">Frostkit gently nuzzled his sister's head, his pale whiskers lightly brushing against Shadowkit's soft, fuzzy kitten-fur. She didn't stir as he did so, and a grin grew upon his face. She was really out, guess elder stories really did bore her. 21:54, March 22, 2017 (UTC)

<p style="font-weight:normal;">Acornkit smiled up at the apprentice. "I think your great." He tells her softly, glancing down at his paws. If he were to actually tell anyone how upset he'd been it'd be Morningpaw but the molly already had so much on her already. <span style="color:#580818; text-shadow: 2px 2px 1px #ff7373; font-family:Monotype Corsiva; font-size:18px;">(Insert Sarcasm) Bite Me, Dean! 14:06, March 23, 2017 (UTC)

<p style="font-weight:normal;">"Thanks," the damaged apprentice let out a soft sigh. "It'd be nice if everyone else thought the same thing." 15:03, March 24, 2017 (UTC)

<p style="font-weight:normal;">Acornkit smiles up at her, hazel eyes bright. "Do you think you could teach me how to hunt? I bet you'd be an amazing mentor!" He exclaims. <span style="color:#580818; text-shadow: 2px 2px 1px #ff7373; font-family:Monotype Corsiva; font-size:18px;">(Insert Sarcasm) Bite Me, Dean! 14:48, March 27, 2017 (UTC)

<p style="font-weight:normal;">Rainheart's kits were bouncing around the clearing. Swiftkit leaped onto Silverkit's shoulders, giving a cry of triumph. "Not so fast you!" Silverkit meowed. She rolled onto her side, knocking her brother off. She pranced off towards there mother, who was watching with a glow in her eyes. "You two will make fine warriors," she meowed. "As long as you pay attention." she added. -Attack cat

<p style="font-weight:normal;">Littlepaw padded out of the apprentices' den, resting after a morning hunt. He was now ready to go back out to catch more prey with Featherflight. Maybe Minnowpaw would like to join? 01:05, April 17, 2017 (UTC)

<p style="font-weight:normal;">Minnowpaw yawned as she walked into camp, flicking her tail. She spotted Littlepaw and walked over, nodding politely. "Hey," she purred, gently brushing against him. 01:08, April 17, 2017 (UTC)

<p style="font-weight:normal;">"Hey, Minny," Littlepaw rubbed his cheek along his friends muzzle. "I was just thinking if you'd like to join me and Featherflight hunting?" 01:14, April 17, 2017 (UTC)

<p style="font-weight:normal;">"Hm, sure! Think she'd be okay with me coming along?" She replied, tilting her head questiongly. The small she-cat glanced around the camp. 01:15, April 17, 2017 (UTC)

<p style="font-weight:normal;">"Sure she will! She's cool with anything really, as long as I'm not being stupid, like trying to fly off a cliff." Littlepaw turned, bounding over to where his silver mother was grooming her feathery tail, waiting for him. "I'm ready to go, Featherflight! Can Minnowpaw come?"

<p style="font-weight:normal;">Featherflight got to her paws and nodded as a response to her sons question. "Let's go," she ordered, leading the young cats out of camp. 01:21, April 17, 2017 (UTC)

<p style="font-weight:normal;">Minnowpaw nodded obdiently and walked after the warrior. "Hopefully I don't mess this up, hunting is kind of hard.." She mumbled, looking anxious. 01:23, April 17, 2017 (UTC)

<p style="font-weight:normal;">"Yeah, it is," Littlepaw agreed, whispering when Featherflight's tail tip twtiched for silence. "But it'll get easier over time." 01:30, April 17, 2017 (UTC)

<p style="font-weight:normal;">Minkclaw walked into camp pelt, damp from her recent swim. The molly flicked her ears towards her troubled looking sister, Spiderheart. She knew she was hiding something but hadn't said anything, not yet. Spiderheart glanced up, but her odd look soon turned to a glare. Why was Spiderheart acting like this? They were best friends and the best of sisters. "Spiderh-" Spiderheart cut her off.

<p style="font-weight:normal;">"I'm leaving FlameClan." She said coldly. "I know we were close, but Minkclaw I found someone else. I found me a mate and I just don't belong here anymore." Minkclaw stared at her dumbfounded. "You found a mate and didn't even tell me?" She said softly. That really hurt. Spiderheart looked down. "I'm leaving tonight. I'm sorry.." she said before she turned and headed out of camp. <span style="color:#580818; text-shadow: 2px 2px 1px #ff7373; font-family:Monotype Corsiva; font-size:18px;">(Insert Sarcasm) Bite Me, Dean! 16:11, April 17, 2017 (UTC)

<p style="font-weight:normal;">Ashflame got up and trotted over to the deputy Aspenfern. "Swiftkit and Silverkit are 6 moons old, shouldn't they be having their ceremonies now?" He paused. "I know what with Alderstar gone missing and along with Miststorm, you must be busy, but..." -Attack cat

<p style="font-weight:normal;">Acornkit sat watching the activity of camp, tabby pelt now gaining its more adult-like look to it since he was six moons now. The kitten watched the warriors bustle about actively, his hazel eyes on Aspenfern as he watched Ashflame talk with her. <span style="color:#580818; text-shadow: 2px 2px 1px #ff7373; font-family:Monotype Corsiva; font-size:18px;">(Insert Sarcasm) Bite Me, Dean! 15:54, April 18, 2017 (UTC)

<p style="font-weight:normal;">(should these two become buds now?) Pyreflight padded into camp with a mouse in his jaws. He messed up his hunt when he fell out of a tree, trying to chash a squirrel. Now his leg throbbed as he limped toward the fresh-kill pile. ''It's fine though. 18:42, April 18, 2017 (UTC)''

<p style="font-weight:normal;">(works for me) Acornkit sighed as he plopped down beside a mouse. He pushed the mouse around before he toyed with it a bit. <span style="color:#580818; text-shadow: 2px 2px 1px #ff7373; font-family:Monotype Corsiva; font-size:18px;">(Insert Sarcasm) Bite Me, Dean! 19:05, April 18, 2017 (UTC)

<p style="font-weight:normal;">Pyreflight saw Acornkit out the corner of his eye as he dropped his squirrel on the fresh-kill pile. He felt bad for the poor kit, losing his mother. Curiously, he padded over to the tom-kit. "Hey, Acornkit. How's it going?" 21:22, April 18, 2017 (UTC)