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This will now be the rouge camp of my roleplay, Darker Stars!
The rouge camp is where some of the cats of the clans left to stay here so they become rouges to overthrow the clans. The rouge camp is in a dense forest, along with the 2 clans.
“Deathberry?” Poison called, his tail whipping to different sides in excitment. “Can we train now? Please?”
“Sure!” Deathberry yawned and stretched in her nest, made of feathers. “I’m going, Poison.” She padded over to the entrance and smiled at her trainee, flicking her tail on his shoulders affectionately. “Let’s go. Battle training, right? For the MossClan attack, I believe.”
“Yeah”, Poison purred, his green eyes shining. “You taught me the neck bite yesterday, but I want a throat slash this time!”
“Whoah, calm down”, Viper interrupted, walking over to them. “You’re already learning that? Nightshade’s barely taught me how to dodge, let alone killing!”
“Actually”, Nightshade appeared behind her, laughing. “I was testing your skills, Viper. You’re more than ready to learn how to kill!”
“Really?” Her paws tingled with excitment. “Squee! I’ve wanted that for a long time. I’m going to get revenge on the Clans for abandoning us”, she snarled.
“Who cares we’re half-Clan”, Poison joined in. “They were our parents. They shouldn’t have left us.”
“You have us now”, Deathberry purred, digging out her claws. “Ready?”
“More than ready!” They replied.
“Good, But we’re doing it with sheathed claws, remember? We don’t want to risk you. Unsheathed is only for the Thunderstorms.”
(Clarifying: Deathberry is The Storm’s Tempest, AKA leader. her second in command is the Shower, Nightshade. There are the Thunderstorms, the highest ranks below the Tempest and Shower, the Rains, who are the healers, the Drizzles, who are trainees/apprentices like Poison and Viper, the Clouds, who are the nursing/expecting cats, like Nightingale, the Dews, cats who are too young to train, like Terror, who’s soon gonna become a Drizzle, and Fearless was a Dew too but she ran away. And then there are the Weaklings, cats who have been kinda rejected by the Storms and clean nests and ticks, things like that.)
(Thanks for the clarification! Btw if you are planning any battles and attacks please remind me first. My character Blood will be a Thunderstorm.)
Blood walked out of the den tiredly. “Anyone want to go hunting?” She meowed .
“I do!” Poison mewed quickly. “Deathberry, can we, can we, pleaaaaaaaase?”
Nightshade smiled. “I’m taking Viper to train killing”, he told Blood. “But my sister and Poison can go with you, if they want.”
“Can weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee?” Poison pressed.
Deathberry laughed. “Sure we can. Good idea, Blood.”
Blood brightened her tired gaze and chuckled at the two. “I’ll get these two off your paws.”Come on Drizzles, now we need to get prey!” She sped quickly to the entrance. “I know a great place to hunt. Follow me.” They soon reached a small dense clearing. “Now, be quiet and careful.” She flicked her tail dismissively as she stared at the bushes.
Deathberry’s eyes gleamed with approval. “You’re a good teacher”, she whispered to the Thunderstorm.
“Okay!” Poison chirped, dropping into the hunter’s crouch. “Oh wait I’m supposed to be quiet and…” His voice faded.
(Oh sorry! Can we do an invasion on MossClan when everyone’s ready?)
(Mossclan is pretty inactive right now, because there aren’t many characters besides mine, and there is no medicine cat. If you want to make more characters you are welcome to and then we can do the invasion!)
“Thank you, Deathberry.” Blood whispered to the Tempest, her eyes shining. “Now it’s okay, you aren’t that loud, just keep your voice down a little more. Your tail should be still, not lashing like a fish out of water.” She ordered to the small cats.
(Okay!! I’ll do more cats. Thanks)
Poison’s crouch was tilted and his tail TRIED to go still but failed. He saw a mouse and ran for it. Quickly, the prey ran into the undergrowth. “Mouse-dung!” He mewed loudly.
“Poison”, Deathberry warned, though her eyes betrayed amusement. “We don’t speak loudly when we’re hunting, dear.”
“Ooops…” Poison tucked his head in shame. It wasn’t fair! Why did his sister manage to hunt and he didn’t? At least he knew some movements she hadn’t been taught yet…That with his luck, she’d master four days less quickly than him. I wish Fearless were here. Or that Bruise was still a Dew. I can’t be seen with a Weakling and Fearless’ not anywhere, so I onyl have Terror and Viper. It’s not fun at all being jealous of my best friend. And Terror’s Such. A. JERK!
“Poison?” Called Deathberry, her tail-tip twitching in annoyance.
“Focus. How about we go to another spot? Somewhere deeper within clan territory.” Blood grinned, a glint in her eyes. “We can go to the Mossclan border, but we can’t risk any cat seeing us. So no funny business.” She added, turning her head to Poison. “I can lead the way. I remember this path very clearly.” She meowed in a low menacing tone. “Quickly, we must keep haste.” Blood picked up her vole and buried it near a tree close to the camp.
“Good idea”, Deathberry mewed.
As Blood reached closer to the enemies border, she pressed her paws lightly in the undergrowth, hiding in case there happened to be any patrols coming by. “Seems we are finally flicking our tails in Mossclan’s faces. They are making their scent border clear, Flea-brains..” She muttered.
Blood stared and scented a trickle of vole. She crept up right by the bush. As the vole padded out, she pounced, a killing bite. The blood trickled down her face, and she meowed in satisfaction.
Fang yawned, parting her jaws to reveal long, sharp teeth, “anyone want to come with me to LeafClan to get revenge on Flamebreeze?” she asked, grinning,
Spirit stretched and trotted to Fang. “I suppose I could come. What are you planning to do? And we should probably ask Deathberry once she comes back from hunting.” She pulled at her black fur. “And don’t be doing anything mouse-brained, Fang. I can see that gleam in your eyes. Anyway, what makes you hold a grudge on that mange Flamebreeze?” Spirit asked.
“that poor excuse for a sister?1” she hissed, “why do you even bring her up, the old fox-heart!”
Spirit narrowed her eyes. “Alright I get you don’t want to talk about it.” She grinned softly. “Once we accomplish the Mossclan battle, we can conquer..”
“fine,” Fang dismissed,
-Flight opened his eyes to see the Thunderstorms den still full of sleeping cats. He carefully walked around the other cats to exit the den. When he walked out he was greeted with a warm breeze. –
“Hi Flight!” A small black she-Kit, Wither, jumped around the Thunderstorms paws playfully. “Can you teach me battling? I’m almost 6 moons old! I’m 4 moons, it’s never too early to start!” Wither jumped around the rocks quickly, tail wiggling around.
“Of course, I can certainly teach you something!” Flight said, enjoying the younger cat’s excitement. He patted his tail for Wither to sir in front of him. ” When you leap, always aim for their back, and when you land hook your claws around their under belly.” (I actually have no clue what im saying so dont trust me on this.)
(haha that is always time in Warrior cats battle move writing, don’t worry about it!)
“Okay!” Wither leaped off the rocks and moved to a crouch position, matching the Thunderstorm. She wriggled her tail slightly in excitement, and leaped on a mossball as her target and clawed it. “How was that?” She panted and grabbed the moss.
“Great!” Flight said happy that the young kit had done perfectly. “Your four moons right? You might be ready for training!” He chuckled.
“Yay!” Wither exclaimed in excitement. She jumped on a sharp rock accidentally. “Ow!”
Flight rushed over to Wither, “Are you okay? Do you need the medicine cat? Can you walk?” He was worried that the young she-cat was injured. Even though he himself was still young, he had experience with injuries. It was how his brother died. And he did have a fondness for young kits that he did not have for other cats.
“I’m okay, I’m a Thunderstorm..” Wither whimpered and licked her paw clean. “Can we go to the healers?” She asked.
“Of course!” He quickly ushered Wither to the Healers, his eyes narrowed with concern and his tail flapping wildly around.
Lightning padded into the camp, carrying a rabbit between her jaws. She dropped her rabbit on the prey pile and glanced around. “So,” she mewed to no one in particular. “What’s going on now?”
(can Scratch have kits early? i mean, i dont want to build her character too much)
Scratch look out of the den she was in, her stomach hurts, but she shrugged it off, “most likely just a belly-ache,” she said to herself, she laid down her head on the floor of the nursery, then a wave of pain hit her, her body… it was too much for her. “help me!!” she screeched, sprawling on the ground, Fang ran up from where she was lounging, and began licking Scratches face, “get one of the healers!” she said to the nearest cat, “and hurry!”
“Wait Scratch-” Nightingale choked out. “You’re having kits…Oh Storms.”
“What’s going on?” Terror asked. “Seriously, why are you screaming? I was sleeping-”
“Terror! Get one of the Rains!” Nightingale yelled. “Now!”
“I don’t think any of them are in camp!” He replied.
“They must be!” She snapped. “Oh, Terror. Sorry I yelled at you”, she murmured. “But we need to find somebody. Get Bruise!”
“Why would you want her?” He challenged.
“Because she can heal! For the sake of the Tempest, FIND. BRUISE!”
Still bristling, Terror nodded and rushed out of camp. He bumped in a near cat. “Uh-” He started. (Open for interaction!)
“WATCH IT!” Mint snapped, “i gotta take care of this…” she mumbled,
“S-Sorry!” Terror stammered. “I need to find Bruise or somebody…Somebody who can heal.”
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