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  • Bee, feeling hollow and empty, hauled herself to her paws and padded out of the nursery to get fresh-kill. She picked a large, juicy mouse and went back to the nursery, before beginning to chew the meat into a pulp for the kits to eat,¨I hope this works¨ she said between bites.

  • She got up, swishing her tail. “Mourning, mourning….” she muttered, swishing her tail as she paced around camp. She did that for a while before running into *Insert cat here* “Oop, sorry about that, I can’t stand alot of things, kitting and death probably at the top of the list and they both just happened so…. bleh. Y’know? Again, sorry!”

    • Cloud snorted and looked her in the eyes “I just heard what happened…..it’s fine….” Cloud flicked his tail toward the nursery “Who is gonna take care of the kits…”

  • -Morning leaf of Amber Flame-

    Later tonight…

    Morning paced the floor. Snow padded over towards her, holding a rabbit. “Hey wanna share?” He asked.
    Morning sighed. “I guess…”
    Snow settled down, and Morning sat beside her. She couldn’t help but with that she could share with dancer, the one person who didn’t seem to care about her hunting abilities. “I feel bad eating this without bringing anything back.” She sighed.
    “You caught a bird but that rouge stole it!” Snow insisted. “What do you see in him, anyway?”
    “He agrees with me- he wants equal hunting rights between us and *insert rouge group name here*. But there’s nothing amazing about him- but it’s interesting to know how they live.” Morning lied. “I’m tired- mind if I sleep?”
    “Oh, sure,”
    As Morning padded towards the to-be cave, she clearly saw *insert name here* walk towards Snow and talk to the popular tom.

    • Boulder sat by Snow and yawned “Did morning seem….Uneasy to you” He asked his eyes flickering from Morning to Snow with questions

      • “Oh- she got prey stolen.” Snow meowed, telling the truth but not all of it. “There was this rouge who kept on running into our territory, obstructing her hunting.”
        Snow’s frustration with Dancer had never been stronger. Not only did he have to cope with Morning lying to her Tribe, he had to lie to the Tribe to cover up. If there was one thing Snow hated, it was lying.

        • (Just realized your the first person i have Rped with on this one XD)
          Boulder flicked his tail in exasperation “By a rouge?” He tipped his head his green eyes filled with confusion “Why would they steal Prey from a Tribe cat?”

          • “Because they’re a rouge!” Snow spat. He really didn’t want to go through all of this. “Oh, sorry. They were both hunting the same bird. Morning caught it but the rouge stole it from her.”
            Snow finished his freshkill, and yawned pointedly.

            • Boulder yawned and smiled “it’s been a long a day…” He stood and then looked around for Viper and Cloud “Have you seen Viper today Snow?”

                • Boulder gave him a worried look “You sure?”

                • “Thats… actually a good point.” Snow considered. “Hey, (insert tribe name)! Have you seen Morning? You know, Morning Leaf of Amber Flame?”

  • -Dancer-

    Dancer was hunting with -Insert rouge here-, and he was hunting alright, forcing his mind to fully concentrating on the task. But whenever -name- tried to speak to him, he always took a while to respond. Even then, he was unsure of what to say.

    • Viper was watching the Rouges from a distance, She was wary as they headed in her direction “Hello…..” She hoped they were not hostile as she stood up and turned toward them
      (I’m sorry if you wanted another rouge to role-play with.. I just wanted to join!)

      • (Its fine! I wanted anyone to roleplay with TBH)
        “Hello!” Dancer mewed. “I’m sorry, am I on your territory? I promise, if you Tribe cats could just show us where it ends we wouldn’t cross it! I’m Dancer, by the way, you?”
        A large bird called from the distance. Eagle! Dancer flattened himself beneath a rock, and checked to see wether the ToSS cat was hidden.

        • Viper Crouched and watched the eagle get closer she backed up and slid into the spot next to him “I’m Viper that hides in Rocks but you can call Me Viper Nice to meet you Dancer….And for your information your not on Tribe territory i’m out off territory because i needed to get away from my Pesky Brothers for a while” she flicked her silver striped tail and watched the eagle with keen eyes She dropped her voice to a whisper “Want to help me catch that” She looked at him with question

          • Dancer nodded. “I’m not good enough to catch it by myself.” As the eagle swooped down. Dancer crouched down and sprang onto one of it’s wings. Alone, it wasn’t enough to prevent the eagle from flying off.

              • Viper was about to thank Dancer when she heard the She-Cat’s voice. Wincing at the sharp tone she turned to meet the cat “I’m sorry for what my Tribe has done in the past and is still doing….” She sighed knowing that the cat does not care but she continued “Most in our tribe think the rouges are bad like my Brothers Boulder and Cloud they hate Rouges but…..I want to make amends i want to fix the Wrongs….I see i am unwanted here but….As a token of my respect you can keep the Eagle and maybe we can be friends…” She looked up hopefully at the she-cat hoping not to get her ears scratched besides if it came to a fight she would have to leave and she didn’t want to
                (I think i’m gonna make Viper leave the Tribe and become a Rouge because she does not like being in the tribe)

            • Viper Darted out and jumped Snagging her claws in it’s wing she pulled down with Dancers help they killed the bird in a few sharp hits.

              • Dancer growled crossly. “Viper did nothing. Viper just wanted to take a break, like me… we aren’t harming anyone by talking.”
                I can talk to Morning all I like! Hunting with her is great, and she’s so good, Stoneteller has to have made her a prey-hunter by now! Dancer thought.

                • Viper nodded and looked at Dancer with kindness “I’m So Sorry to cause you trouble you seem so nice…..Why does the tribe hate you all so much?” She sat and stared at her paws.

                • Dancer murmured agreement. “Some of us hate Tribe cats. We just live live here alongside you. Prey will fly over boundaries without realising, and we both think that it’s our prey. We hunt it separately, but at the same time we hunt it together. If we could learn to be allies we could be the strongest force ever seen.” Dancer looked up at the sun. “Oh, I’m sorry, I’ve got to go. The group will be expecting me.”
                  Dancer raced off in the same direction as prowl.

                • Viper startled by the time took off calling over her shoulder “BYE Good hunting” She headed toward home

  • After a while, Bee yawned and gently licked each of the four kits individualy before rising from the nest, slowly and silently leaving the nursery to stretch.

  • -Morning leaf of amber flame-

    <Em? hunting with Dancer is fine; we work well together, easier than with someone else. We split the prey equally; that way both of the groups shouldn’t be hungry. Morning told herself as she slipped outside of camp. Getting out alone was a challenge enought.
    The rock where she and Dancer usually met seemed closer every time.

    • Viper noticed Morning slipping out quietly she followed making sure she stayed far enough behind where Morning would not not notice her.

  • -Morning Leaf of Amber Flame-

    Morning managed to sneak out of camp. She bounded through the snowy clearing, and skidded to a halt beside the Sky Rock.
    She screamed when something landed on top of her. It rolled her over and she saw dancer lying on top of her, grinning. Morning struggled. “That’s not fair. You know I wasn’t taught to fight.”
    Dancer purred. “Let’s hunt!”

  • -Snow that falls in rhythm-

    “Hey, (insert name)!” Do you mind if I go off to find Morning?”

  • Dancer stepped back and padded below Where Stoneteller sat.
    “Dancer?” Stoneteller started.
    “I have been thinking about Lilly’s kits. Morning has already agreed to suckle them but they still need a father. Dancer, will you father them?”
    Dancer was quite. He imagined the kits, but most of all, he imagined the precious little she-cat that came with them.
    “Yes Stoneteller, I will father Lilly’s kits, I will raise them as my own.”

  • -Dancer-

    Dancer and Morning sat in a cave, sharing prey.
    “I shouldn’t be doing this.” Morning fretted. “In the Tribe the Prey-Hunters can’t eat until the Kit-Mothers and Elders have eaten.
    “We caught the prey!” Dancer scoffed. “We should at least be able to eat part of it. Where I’m from, we hunt our own prey, but we always make sure that the elders are fed.”
    “What about kits?”
    “When a she-cat has kits her mate will hunt for them. It works well, and nobody is ever hungry.”
    Dancer refrained from saying what he wanted to most. Come with me and see. I wish you would.

    -Morning Leaf of Amber Flame-

    Morning was surprised when Dancer said that no-one got hungry. She supposed different systems could work, but she was to used to the way the Tribe worked. She knew that there had been a death of a Kit-Mother, and decided that she had to get prey to the cat nursing the kits.”
    “I should go.” She mewed hastily. “Can I take some of this prey?”
    “Of course.”

    -Dancer-

    Was it something I said? Dancer wondered. He helped Morning with the prey, and said goodbye as she excited the cave. He realised that without Morning, he was intruding the tribe’s territory. He quickly ran back to his camp, carrying some of the prey.

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