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Pyria was bored out of her mind. She was no longer ill, in fact, she felt better than ever. Yet, finding anything to do was quite hard, and it was irritating her.Stormstar 01:55, September 19, 2016 (UTC)
It had been almost five moons since Kopano had betrothed himself. The large black tom sighed making his way to the ginger and white molly, "would you like to join me on a walk?" He asked her, his yellow eyes gaze soft.Kopano meant to show his soft side to her to show her he wasn't all bad, most of him yes but not all.
Marna sat outside the nursery, an empty nursery at that. She had grown tired of her brother's tireless games. Killing any tom she even found remotely kind and sweet. There were Clan cats here maybe she could try once again? — Ryewhisker 01:59, September 19, 2016 (UTC)
Hrydx rolled her eyes as Amazon commented on her attacking style. "You're so much like your mother. Your battling style is weak. You need to grow stronger." it's time to start defying gravity, my love 02:04, September 19, 2016 (UTC)
Pyria raised her skull from the dusty earth, glancing over at Kopano. Walk? She felt a bit hesitant to hunt with him, wondering if he'd do something awful to her, perhaps even kill her. But she'd do anything to please the higher ranks, so they'd have mercy on her...that, and she was technically his mate. "...Sure." Slowly, the diluted molly rose to her paws.Stormstar 02:06, September 19, 2016 (UTC)
Kopano les the way silently sensing her distrust in him. He needed to prove himself to her..but how? The massive tom bowed his head thoughtfully before speaking. His feet slowed as he tries to sum his words together. "Pyria, I'd..um like it if you'd move in my den with me?" He told her, more like a question wanting her approval more than anything. His yelow eyes fixed on hers. His gaze was yearning but also unsure. Would she dismiss him?
Marna stood before leaving camp making her way through their territory to the Amazons. Maybe she'd stay with them a while. — Ryewhisker 02:17, September 19, 2016 (UTC)
Pyra felt her stomach twist up in knots. Move into his den? She had forgotten about that, recalling how she had told him she'd move in with him later on. It was 'later on' now, right? Putting it off even further would make her feel terrible, even though she didn't feel like she was ready. She didn't want to hurt his feelings. "..I-I guess..."Stormstar 02:23, September 19, 2016 (UTC)
Kopano felt a sigh of relief leave his lips, a very audible sigh of relief. The black leader turned scenting the air, Marna was near. He couldn't bother with her right. He glanced back at Pyria a small smile tugging at his lips. He was falling for this she-cat. A molly that had been horrified to even be betrothed to him. "Feeling better?" He asked her as he made his way through the bracken. — Ryewhisker 02:30, September 19, 2016 (UTC)
The diluted molly nodded slowly, following just behind the tom at a collected pace. "Much better now, thank you for asking." She was glad to be able to get out and walk about now, when she was ill, she felt like doing nothing. She had been forced to sleep most of the days, and it killed her.Stormstar 02:36, September 19, 2016 (UTC)
He nodded his welcome to her, his yellow gaze glancing back at her. "It was quite the er, cold." He finished. The black tom felt a memory knawing at the back of his mind. He stopped eyed narrowing and a low growl in his chest. The memory of his father, the abuse he was put through but yet he was turning into his father. He shook the memory away, continuing to walk. — Ryewhisker 03:01, September 19, 2016 (UTC)
Pyria simply nodded slowly, not sure how to respond, so she kept on walking at her slow pace. She glanced around on occasion, until Kopano's growl threw her off guard. She 'raised a brow' without a word, not sure if she should ask him about that. But, after a few moments of thought, she decided she might as well. "...did you smell something?"Stormstar 21:55, September 19, 2016 (UTC)
Kopano shook his head. "No, sorry." He answered. The black tom trudged forward his gaze ahead. If his dark past came to bite him in the flank later then he'd have to find a way to get rid if it. "Just a..memory." He muttered. — Ryewhisker 02:12, September 20, 2016 (UTC)
"Mh...sounds like a bad one." She continud to walk, glancing around at the trees and other flora, watching as a bee floated from flower to flower. She watched it with faint interest before letting her gaze drift over to something else.Stormstar 20:55, September 21, 2016 (UTC)
"Sure, I guess." He paused. "I've heard some old tales about how I'm such a monster." He commented. "What kinda tales are going around these days?" He knew Marna's tale of him killing her lover was still fresh. — Ryewhisker 04:18, September 22, 2016 (UTC)
Tut was feeling awfully ill, especially in his crooked paw....well, if that made any sense. He hadn't eaten in days, and could hardly walk. Infection? He had a fever now, after taking a nasty fall and landing awkwardly on that twistped paw of his...Nefertiti, who was actually expecting kits, had fallen terribly ill. No longer was the beautiful molly so beautiful, rather tired and unmoving, her...er, skin, ungroomed. She was dying.Stormstar 20:52, September 26, 2016 (UTC)
Berenice was feeling weak and tired, she'd been sleeping most of the days.--- Cleopatra was feeling as nasty as ever.--- Ramses, too, was tired... staring at his dashing reflection in puddles no longer made him happy.23:08, September 26, 2016 (UTC)
The smell of death...it was already lurking in Tut's nose, but he did not get up, rather he just lay there. It felt like he was slowly baking in the sun...what a way to go, frying in an oven...well, technically, it was infection that was getting him, not an oven.---- Nefertiti could fight no more...so she died.Stormstar 23:10, September 26, 2016 (UTC)
Ramses, realizing his beloved Nerfertiti had died, passed away as well.--- Berenice struggled to hold on against the warm sleep overcoming her. She didn't want to die, but it was so much better than the pain she was in right now.--- Cleopatra saw Berenice dying and snarled viciously. How pathetic. The she-cat poised to kill Berenice, but before she could bite down, she collapsed and fell dead into the grass.--- Berenice died too.23:14, September 26, 2016 (UTC)
Wait...he wasn't in an oven? Oh, right, he was under the sun...felt like an oven, that oven his twolegs always made that stuff in...pie, right? Yeah, that was what it was called...wait, why was everyone dead? Tut glanced around weakly before resting his head on the ground, sighing, and letting Anubis guide him to the afterlife.Stormstar 23:16, September 26, 2016 (UTC)
Bastet also visited the Egyptians. She took Cleopatra to the afterlife, gently and carefully, having grown quite fond of her little minion. However, thee would always be more to come, and Bastet had lived too long to care about any mortal cat too deeply. She didn't care for the others, so she left them for some other deity to take them.23:19, September 26, 2016 (UTC)
Taraheke sheltered somewhere outside DarkClan borders, and in the morning, after realizing that she had indeed escaped, went off to find some food. ---- Hirondelle padded away from the ScorchClan boder: she'd just had a talk with her mother, who had told her that Flashdusk had born kits. I'm happy for her. --i've always wondered why we don't need feathers to fly 01:23, November 15, 2016 (UTC)
Lapis wondered silently if she'd ever see Topaz or her two other kits again, resting her head on her paws as she sat beside her mate and only daughter. -- Derby, being bored, casually rested herself on the ground, allowing the sun to warm her fur. it's time to start defying gravity, my love 01:37, November 15, 2016 (UTC)
Scenting a squirrel, Taraheke ran off in its direction, not really caring about the noise she was making. I'll get you1 Spying it eating a chestnut - it hadn't been scared off yet - the former DarkClan trainee crept up to it. --i've always wondered why we don't need feathers to fly 02:33, November 15, 2016 (UTC)
Kopano walked back into camp after hunting. The massive black leader shrugged the worries off his mind that Pyria had been ignoring him. Maybe she wasn't? "Pyria," the tom greeted his mate. (Insert Sarcasm)Bite Me, Dean! 15:25, November 16, 2016 (UTC)
Her poor hunting skill - as she hadn't been well-trained in the aspect - was noticeable, as the squirrel hard Taraheke and started to run off. "Fox-dung!" the young cat hissed, before haring after it. ---- Hirondelle heard Taraheke from the distance. Well, some cat's missed their prey... --i've always wondered why we don't need feathers to fly 19:23, November 16, 2016 (UTC)
Marna had left camp for a bit and had heard Taraheke faintly and decided to investigate. The tortoiseshell molly made her way through the forest towards her loud voice. “Might wanna be quieter.” She told the cat. “Also here thought you might need this,” she tossed a squirrel across the clearing to land at her feet. (Insert Sarcasm)Bite Me, Dean! 19:44, November 16, 2016 (UTC)
Taraheke lost the squirrel, and screeched to a halt as a squirrel was tossed her way. She turned, seeing Marna. "Uhh... thanks, I guess?" She then ran off, picking up the squirrel and taking it with her: at this point, she was a little worried about a DarkClan cat finding her and taking her back. --i've always wondered why we don't need feathers to fly 19:52, November 16, 2016 (UTC)
Kopano left his den, amber eyes going to Pyria's den. Maybe he could get a walk with her? He'd spent more time with her than usual and had actually developed some unusual feelings for her. Marna had spent the night out of camp. Again. The tortoiseshell she-cat was now hunting a vole. (Insert Sarcasm)Bite Me, Dean! 02:54, November 25, 2016 (UTC)
Pyria sat calmly in her den, collected per usual as she mindlessly rapsed her tongue over her white paws. Things were going well for the she-cat, she was healthy once more, and hadn't been ill in what felt like weeks. She was thankful that it wasn't freezing either, she couldn't stand the cold.Stormstar 03:48, November 25, 2016 (UTC)
Pyria glanced outside of her den in faint surprise. "Oh, um, sure." She responded quickly, heaving herself to her paws to shake out her shoft yet thick pelt. She stepped outside of her den, pace smooth as she approached the tom.Stormstar 03:56, November 25, 2016 (UTC)
Kopano smiled softly at her, eyes actually lighting up with the findness that was heard in his voice. 'How'd you sleep?" He asked.
"Fine, I suppose. I'm not sick of freezing, so that's good." Pyria grunted softly, keeping a steady pace as she tasted the air. She was just thankful that her horrible family was no longer around.Stormstar 04:08, November 25, 2016 (UTC)
Kopano smiled at this. "it has gotten cooler lately, huh." He commented. "What do you like to do?" He asked, trying to make sure that it wasn't all about him. No, it was all about her. (Insert Sarcasm)Bite Me, Dean! 04:25, November 25, 2016 (UTC)
Like to do? Pyria thought for a moment before shrugging. Work, that was all she did, that was all she had ever done, all she ever knew. "I don't know...hunt, I guess."Stormstar 04:30, November 25, 2016 (UTC)
Taraheke trotted around, avoiding the DarkClan border. She wouldn't go near it... not for a while, anyway. The dark tabby then went after a vole. --i've always wondered why we don't need feathers to fly 04:38, November 25, 2016 (UTC)
Really, she ate whatever she could get her paws on. There was no time for pick-and-choose: you were thankful for whatever you could get. "...I suppose I do like robin quite a bit."Stormstar 04:44, November 25, 2016 (UTC)
That sent Kopano's head into overdrive. He'd catch her a big, juicy robin then. "Wait here," he said before climbing a tree to catch a nice looking robin. After a big struggle and almost falling from the tree he caught the robin and brought it down to her. With a very fond look he spoke, "I caught you something," he said puffing out feathers. (Insert Sarcasm)Bite Me, Dean! 04:51, November 25, 2016 (UTC)
Kopano smiled. "Of course, is there anywhere in particular you'd like to go?" He questioned. Kaisa lay under a oak tree, the pale sunlight filtering lightly through the trees leaves onto her swollen belly. The queen was nearing the end of her term and would be kitting soon. Any day now. Her mate, a black tom named Kito, made his way to her with a hare in his muscualr jaws. The medium-sized loner had been working on finding a place they could settle for their kits. (Insert Sarcasm)Bite Me, Dean! 17:10, November 29, 2016 (UTC)
Rainy smiled to herself. Ashflame is the best. She hoped they could meet again soon. -Attack cat
Yarrowwhisker was getting lost again, this time near the edge of her territory... A noise. She heard it quickly and pricked her ears - who? -- Lapis frowned - she knew who this cat was. Topaz, get out of here, she thought, narrowing her eyes and pouncing, striking Yarrowwhisker's flank before realizing that this wasn't Topaz...she knew it immediately and backed away, internal terror screaming at her. it's time to start defying gravity, my love 19:15, December 28, 2016 (UTC)
Taraheke was now a full-grown cat: her dark tabby fur sleek, the same shade as her mother's fur once was. She was more confident now, but she still feared DarkClan, for obvious reasons. She'd never go back there again... but now, the other, more friendly Clans were becoming appealing. ---- Hirondelle woke up, feeling a little bit groggy. Bleh. --i've always wondered why we don't need feathers to fly 21:02, December 28, 2016 (UTC)
She could've sworn she - oh, okay, so that's who you are. The orange tabby narrowed her eyes at Lapis. "Why aren't you attacking me?" she growled, keeping her amber eyes locked with the blue ones in front of her. "Explain, please - and why do you look so terrified?" -- Immediately the blue-gray loner froze, flattening her ears. "Because...you're Yarrow." The same one, I know it's her, I would know it anywhere, anytime. You look all too similar to your father, Yarrow. Where is your brother - would he remember me? it's time to start defying gravity, my love 22:15, December 28, 2016 (UTC)
Then again, that was what Hirondelle had been feeling for the past few days. She knew why, though - she couldn't deny that when she looked into a puddle, her belly was ever so slightly swollen. Hirondelle wasn't ready for kits... and she was worried that she'd be terrible at it. Also, she'd be raising them alone, as their father was only a friend of Hirondelle, nothing more. She wasn't going to tell him the truth - he'd hate her for it. --i've always wondered why we don't need feathers to fly 01:18, December 29, 2016 (UTC)
"Who the heck is Yarrow?" the orange tabby asked, her eyebrows raising in suspicion. "Who're you, for all I care?" -- Lapis sighed. "You don't remember me. I'm so, so sorry, my daughter." -- Her eyes widened and her fur rose. "What?!" -- "I remember your birth," the loner murmured, her eyes closing. "You went with your brother - his name was Juniper. You'd stayed with me until I could wean you. I'm so sorry, Yarrow..." it's time to start defying gravity, my love 01:30, December 29, 2016 (UTC)
Slowly, Hirondelle got up - taking her time to stretch - and went off to go for an early morning hunt. ---- Taraheke wandered near the ScorchClan border, taking care to keep out of the Clan's territory. --i've always wondered why we don't need feathers to fly 23:35, December 29, 2016 (UTC)
"What are you saying?" Yarrowwhisker felt a sliver of dread. This cat...this stupid loner was her mother...why? Why couldn't it have been someone else, someone in FlameClan, like Blazefire, like she thought? -- Topaz slunk around nearby, unaware of the two she-cats talking, until he heard a voice that he knew he had heard before... "Who is my father? Tell me, tell me, tellme tellme tellme." ...and a sigh, from someone he had saved, from someone who he'd actually kinda liked... "It's...someone by the name of Topaz. I see him in you, Yarrow." Of course, the tom flipped - Lapis had had his children? A she-cat who didn't even love him, not a bit, had been pregnant with his kits? No, something's wrong here..she can't be the mother, I can't be a father...she talked about a tabby, who she really loved... it's time to start defying gravity, my love 23:43, December 29, 2016 (UTC)
Storkpaw left ScorchClan territory, and wandered into loner and rogue boundaries. She'd never been out in this area of the woods before... and out of her Clan's territory, no less. However, she needed to leave for the meanwhile... just to get some fresh air, and to grive over her mentor. Sagefeather... --i've always wondered why we don't need feathers to fly 01:18, December 30, 2016 (UTC)
Now terrified, Yarrowwhisker backed away before Lapis could stop her, the rogue bowing her head in shame. I shouldn't have told her.. -- Topaz, meanwhile, decided that he shouldn't get mad at Lapis...at least not yet. Of course, as Yarrowwhisker had dashed away, she'd nearly run into him. "Yarrowwhisker!" he called harshly, watching her pause and shiver. "That she-cat told you nothing but lies. Why should you listen to her?"
The spitting image of him in front of him shook violently, whispering, "B-But...I remember her. It's hard to, but she's faint, and I knew it was her." She didn't meet his gaze. "A-And plus, I look exactly like you. I have your eyes, I have your fur color! Topaz - father - why? Why couldn't I just believe that you aren't my father?"
The tom growled. "Yeah, why can't you?" he snarled, watching her jump again. "Why can't you believe that, huh? Why?" He knew she'd run away, and she did, just like that...dashing out of his sight before he could accuse her of anything. Sighing, the tom slithered away as
fast slow as he could, growling over the fact that he had a daughter and son, and he'd never known... Stupid Juniperstream - he's gonna know too, sooner or later. it's time to start defying gravity, my love 01:35, December 30, 2016 (UTC)
With a thud, Storkpaw sat on the ground, sulking. ---- Flashdusk crossed into Loner and Rogue territory, her pawsteps brisk. She didn't have time to lose... she needed to find her. For Scorchflame. --i've always wondered why we don't need feathers to fly 01:37, January 10, 2017 (UTC)
Running as fast as she could, Yarrowwhisker could hardly see anything. She was freaking out more than she probably ever had, and ever would, and she wanted it to end. That didn't help - it only made her more upset. Please, please, let this end! It wouldn't - no, not until she ran into the grieving Storkpaw, managing to not be able to see her in time and tripping, twisting her leg in the process. She hissed quietly, and dug her claws into the ground, wincing. it's time to start defying gravity, my love 01:45, January 10, 2017 (UTC)
Storkpaw hissed in annoyance as Yarrowwhisker tripped over her, causing the black-and-white apprentice to stand up. "Watch where you're placing your paws!" She tried to sound angry - because that was how she felt - but she couldn't help but say it in a sad manner as well. Sagefeather... ---- Hirondelle lapped at her swollen belly. She was about a half-moon off bearing her off-spring - it was, in fact, slightly longer than that, but she just rounded. ---- Taraheke picked up Clan scent. --i've always wondered why we don't need feathers to fly 04:46, January 10, 2017 (UTC)
Yarrowwhisker shook her head, sighing. "S-Sorry." She stood, hardly able to walk before falling. "Y-You okay? You seem upset over something." Most of her anxiety had been basically absorbed by the pain she felt. it's time to start defying gravity, my love 09:33, January 10, 2017 (UTC)
"No..." Storkpaw lied, her words unsure. She didn't want this cat - Yarrowwhisker, that was her name, she and Sagefeather had bumped into her once! - to find out. She just... couldn't talk about it. It hurt too much. ---- Flashdusk picked up Taraheke's scent. Not Hirondelle, but at least it's another cat. Turning slightly in her direction, the tortoiseshell found the dark tabby cat grooming herself. "Hey... do you know where a cat called Hirondelle is?" --i've always wondered why we don't need feathers to fly 19:09, January 10, 2017 (UTC)
Immediately, Yarrowwhisker knew something was terribly, horribly wrong. "Storkpaw." She remembered the name of this cat - this was the ScorchClan apprentice she'd met. "It's not okay, based upon how you sound. Are you sure everything's alright?" It doesn't sound like she's okay at all. The young warrior shook her head and tried hard to ignore the pain in her leg. it's time to start defying gravity, my love 23:03, January 10, 2017 (UTC)
Storkpaw sighed. "Okay, fine, something is wrong, but... idon'treallywanttotalkaboutit," she mewed quickly, as she curled her tail tighter around her paws. ---- Taraheke shook her head. "Never heard of her, why?" Her green eyes narrowed, she wasn't sure whether to trust this cat or not. Flashdusk looked disappointed. "Dang it! I really need to find her," the tortoiseshell cat hissed, "and I don't have time." --i've always wondered why we don't need feathers to fly 23:30, January 10, 2017 (UTC)
"It might help if you do," the orange tabby said gently. "Besides, I've got something I'm really upset about too, and it's still bothering me." Similar to this stupid leg. She sighed mentally. Why did I have to twist it? it's time to start defying gravity, my love 23:56, January 10, 2017 (UTC)
Storkpaw shook her head. "No..." she whispered, in response to her question. "I don't want to say..." ---- Taraheke's eyes widened. "Sounds urgent to me... I could help, I guess -" "Well that's great." Flashdusk cut the younger cat off. "She's a dark brown tabby like you... but with a white chest. Longer fur, too. Does that help?" --i've always wondered why we don't need feathers to fly 03:43, January 11, 2017 (UTC)
Yarrowwhisker nearly repeated her sentence, but held her tongue at the last moment. Stop it. "Storkpaw," she sighed, hoping she wouldn't upset the apprentice. "It's okay." She felt a nervous tug on her stomach and yet, did it anyway - she placed her tail on the apprentice's shoulder. "I'll try to help you calm down." it's time to start defying gravity, my love 23:23, January 11, 2017 (UTC)
Storkpaw only whimpered in reply as she continued to look at her paws. ---- Taraheke nodded quickly and ran off; Flashdusk soon following, knowing that she'd need to get the name of this green-eyed cat. --i've always wondered why we don't need feathers to fly 07:55, January 12, 2017 (UTC)
Yarrowwhisker sat in silence, thinking about Topaz. The tabby warrior quickly lost it, trying to calm herself but making her more upset in the process. Ugh. it's time to start defying gravity, my love 23:34, January 12, 2017 (UTC)
Hirondelle slept: expecting kits really wore the queen out. ---- Taraheke picked up a scent trail and followed it. --i've always wondered why we don't need feathers to fly 22:39, January 14, 2017 (UTC)
Breathe. She tried again, one more time. Nope...I'm definitely not calming down anytime soon... The thought worried her even more, and she felt herself panicking - her heart was racing, the pain only grew, and she could hardly breathe. Stop freaking out. Stop freaking out. Stop freaking out! It wasn't working - she couldn't breathe, she couldn't move, she couldn't seem to feel anything but panic. This isn't working - why isn't it working?!? it's time to start defying gravity, my love 19:03, January 15, 2017 (UTC)
Storkpaw felt Yarrowwhisker stiffen beside her. Suddenly, she realized that the tabby cat was in a worse state than she was. ---- Flashdusk also picked up the scent trail. "Yeah, that's her, I think," she called out to Taraheke, who was a few fox-lengths in front of her. --i've always wondered why we don't need feathers to fly 07:30, January 16, 2017 (UTC)
Of course, she needed to stop panicking at some point - right? She didn't know anymore. Blazefire is my mother. That loner - whoever she was - isn't. Topaz isn't my father, I don't know who he is. Neither of those rogues are my family - especially not Topaz. -- And obviously, Topaz denied the fact that he was a father - especially to Juniperstream and Yarrowwhisker. He would never acknowledge them as his own, he vowed, and he promised himself that he would keep his promise. it's time to start defying gravity, my love 19:45, January 16, 2017 (UTC)
Taraheke dropped back, waiting for Flashdusk to catch up. The tortoiseshell went in front as she followed the trail, Taraheke following. --i've always wondered why we don't need feathers to fly 07:34, January 17, 2017 (UTC)
She ended up forcing herself to accept it. I'm the daughter of two rogues - one of which I've not seen in over a year - and I need to accept that. I need to. She became aware of her surroundings again, and slowly realized that she needed to get home. I need to get home, see my brother, tell him, help him calm down. "I've got to go soon - I have to speak to someone." She glanced over at Storkpaw. "You okay?" it's time to start defying gravity, my love 20:13, January 29, 2017 (UTC)
"Yeah, I'm fine," Storkpaw insisted yet again. ---- Taraheke and Flashdusk eventually came across a sleeping Hirondelle. Seeing her swollen belly, Flashdusk made a comment, which sounded like "Great StarClan, she's expecting!?" before prodding her friend quickly. "Hirondelle? Hirondelle, wake upppppp, it's urgent." --i've always wondered why we don't need feathers to fly 03:43, January 30, 2017 (UTC)
Anubis was skipping all over, searching for Bastet so he may get under her skin and fight with her once more. With the Egpytians all dead, he didn't really have anything better to do. "Oh Basttttteeeyyyy!~"Stormstar 01:55, February 7, 2017 (UTC)
Bastet was ghosting through the territory, trapped between her dual realities. The Egyptians, as pathetic as they were, had been the last of her great legacy. Now she was just bored- until Anubis's voice pierced through the veil of her near-constant silence. " How dare you address me like that?" she snarled, hatred- hatred is good!- coursing through her. #ohwhatabeautifulmorning 23:36, February 8, 2017 (UTC)
Yarrowwhisker and Storkpaw would part, heading back to their respective Clans -- Lapis headed back to Amazon, breaking down in front of her. The tabby she-cat would wrap her tail around her mate, asking quietly what had happened, and why she was so upset. -- Hrydx noticed her mothers' upset attitude, and nudged herself into the group. She was almost as tall as Lapis now, and she placed her head under her biological mother's, feeling Amazon's fur brush her back. it's time to start defying gravity, my love 23:46, February 8, 2017 (UTC)
"Where is that squirrel you caught last night!?" - "I don't know, I left it right there!" - "How did you lose that? You ate it didn't you," - "What!? Why would I do that!?"
Dew moaned, rubbing his eyes at the harsh dawn light. His alarm went off too early some days. He got out of his nest and left his heathery den to see his parents were wailing about stupid things again. Nearby, his littermate, Claws was trying to get a word in. "Hey, I think I smell fox. One may have -" but she was just cut off by more screaming. She turned away, looking flustered.
"Give me it!" his little sister, Stoat yowled, as their brother Newt held up a leaf. "No!" with a mighty snarl, Stoat barreled into her brother, smacking him in the face. Newt was so surprised that he lost the leaf, and Stoat got up and raced away with it.
Dew moaned and padded away. He was going hunting, to get away from the screaming. But even if he went to the other side of the forest he'd still hear them. He padded along a grassy path, muttering to himself. ~Patchfeather~ 22:13, February 16, 2017 (UTC)
With Lapis calming, Amazon went to hunt. She left Hrydx with her mate - Lapis needed her daughter nearby. Her daughter. Not mine. It was all hers, her daughter, her life, her choice. Never my choice. What if... The tabby flattened her ears. What if I was to make her choice... bear someone's kits? it's time to start defying gravity, my love 02:08, February 21, 2017 (UTC)
Later that day, Dew returned to his home with torn ears and a battered pelt. No one cared except for Claws and Stoat, who anxiously sniffed him over. Duskwing got angry, threw a fit, then went to bed. Bluepuddle also went to bed not long after, followed by Newt and Stoat.
Now Dew sat in the moonlit cleairng with Claws at his side. "Your day sounds pretty interesting. The same old thing happened here today," she said, wistfully amused. Dew nodded. He pricked his ears when he spotted shadows moving around in the distance. "What are those?" Claws asked, anxiously kneading the ground.
Dew eyed the creatures a moment, before they disappeared in the darkness. "I think it's just some dogs," he said, although a calm breeze carried the scent of old meat towards them. Dogs smelled gross but not that gross... "Let's go to bed," Claws decided, turning and padding into their den. Dew slowly followed, glancing over his shoulder, where the shadows had been, then slid into the den. ~Patchfeather~ 18:07, February 21, 2017 (UTC)
Kopano made his way back into camp dropping his prey onto the fresh-kill pile before heading to the massive tom heading to his mate. The black tom dipped his head to Pyria. He hadn't openly confessed how he felt about her, he had no idea how she to him so he thought he'd try soon. (Insert Sarcasm)Bite Me, Dean! 17:31, February 24, 2017 (UTC)
Pyria returned the greeting with a soft grunt, her focus on a burr lodged in the side of her pale tail. The adviser found herself getting a liking for the black tom, he wasn't as bad she thought he'd be.Stormstar 17:37, February 24, 2017 (UTC)
"No, I'm capable of getting it myself," she reassured the tom before craning her neck, continuing to tug at the seed. Eventually, she freed it from her tail, grumbling in disgust.Stormstar 17:46, February 24, 2017 (UTC)
Orion tasted the air near the FlameClan border.Dropping into the hunter's crouch,he scented a vole.He skirted around a clump of bushes which he knew the animal was hiding in.Had to stay downwind...
His paws snapped down on the vole's neck as he pounced.With a quick nip to the neck,he cleanly made the kill.
The sunlight dappled his black pelt,his blue-grey tail waving behind him like a flag.Nothing scarred him.Orion,his prey firmly clamped in his jaws,walked deeper into the forest.
I'M NOT OKAY!When are you ever okay?
21:36, February 26, 2017 (UTC)
A half moon had passed and those dog creatures were still stalking around Dew's home. His parents didn't care, but he and Claws often spoke about it. "I met a passing rogue one time, he said they're wolves," Claws had told him. "They're very dangerous."