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{Lightspark (Currently Light)}
“Hello,” Light (Light is Lightspark’s rogue name before she joined MothClan) mewed, padding into the camp, “is this the camp of the almighty MothClan?”
Coldpaw looked at the cat. “Hi…Are you a rogue?”, she greeted her curtly. “My name’s Coldpaw. I’m a HollyClan apprentice, but I work for MothClan.”
{Lightspark (Currently Light)}
“Greetings,” Light dipped her head, there was a hint of coldness in her mew. “Is rogues what clan cats call cats with no clans? If it is so, then yes, I am a rogue.”
Coldpaw nodded. “Cool”, she commented friendly, not seeming to notice the she-cat’s coldness. “Hi!”, she called to the cats reunited. Then she added more playfully: “I promise I’m not as silly as I look. You’d like me on your side.”
{Lightspark (Currently Light)}
Light grinned mischievously, enjoying being around such amazing cats. Though she reminded herself she is not excepted into the clan yet, at least not until the leader approves. She lowed her voice, and asked Coldpaw, “Would the MothClan leader approve if I wanted to join MothClan?
“I’m not a MothClan cat”, Coldpaw whispered back with a sigh. “Oh, I wish I was! But if you prove yourself to be smart enough…Or strong enough…I’m sure they’ll take you in.”
(yes) Coldpaw shook herself from Hollowpaw’s claws. “You mouse-brain!” She snarled. “I WANT to join MothClan, for a change. I don’t like HollyClan – and no, I don’t have a family there, if that’s something so important. Now let me go! I don’t want to fight you in my first day, but if you want, I will!”
~Hollowpaw~~Vulturethorn~
He wrapped his tail around himself, staring at his paws, shuffling them.
~Hollowpaw~
The tom and his sibling had no reply, but their eyes cast over towards Coldpaw, keeping their glare on them.
~Chaoswhisperer~
“HEY!! What about the rest of us, huh?”
(Ill be resubmiting Chaoswhisperer soon)
ignore the first hollowpaw-)
“Anyone else who wants to come may.” Yellowlake said
(Sorry for being inactive)
~Vulturethorn~
He mumbled words under his breath, the voices stirring in his head and telling him what he should do, he should join, he should run away, there was no ‘big voice’ to quiet them down.
Coldpaw nodded gratefully and strenghtened herself up. “Then I’m joining MothClan, thank you.”
“But I must still stay on HollyClan as a spy. I will meet you every night and tell you all the information I can get.”
~Hollowpaw~
“You are in Hollyclan?”
He took a step towards Coldpaw, Silentpaw not even a pawstep behind him.
“Yes”, Coldpaw sighed and then raised her chin confidently. She had waited her whole life for this moment – she better do it well. “Look, I can’t control were I was born”, she started. “But I WANT to be a MothClan cat.”
~Hollowpaw~
“Do you not have a family in Hollyclan?”
Coldpaw looked away. “Well, what if I don’t?” She snapped before she could help it. ‘So long I haven’t thought of that…’, she thought.
~Hollowpaw~
“Family is quite important.”
(perm for hollowpaw pinning down coldpaw?)
(yes)
~Hollowpaw~
With a swift movement, he had kicked Coldpaw’s hindlegs from under her and pinned her down with his sibling.
“We simply do not like that.”
Whilst his voice was calm, the underlying threat was clear.
“Welcome, Coldpaw,” Yellowlake smiled
{Lightspark (Currently Light)}
(Referring to what Yellowlake said) “Well it means that I’ll be able to join MothClan?” Light asked. (Sorry just double checking) “If it is then I’m honoured.
“Of course,” she said, smiling slyly.
Coldpaw shook herself from Hollowpaw’s claws. “You mouse-brain!” She snarled. “I WANT to join MothClan, for a change. I don’t like HollyClan – and no, I don’t have a family there, if that’s something so important. Now let me go! I don’t want to fight you in my first day, but if you want, I will!”
“Hollow paw,” Yellowlake said in a hiss, “Let her go, Coldpaw is now a MothClan apprentice.”
“Well, thank you”, Coldpaw shook Hollowpaw off. “A cat of sense for a change. We don’t see lots of those in these days.” Her mind drifted back to the dumb, oh-peace-will-come HollyClan cats she once had been forced to call Clanmates.
~Hollowpaw~
“I thought we didn’t let in rouges or Hollyclan members. They can be a spy, or even worse, two traitors at once.”
His tail flicked, but he kept his gaze steady.
“Keep them away from Mottkit”
(mottkit is their little sibling, i need to make their warrior self)
Coldpaw’s eyes flashed with hurt. “I cannot believe this. I’m not spy, nor traitor…And DO YOU REALLY THINK, FOR STARCLAN’S SAKE, THAT I WOULD HURT A KIT?!” She hadn’t realized she was yelling, so she took a deep breath and gaze a sad smirk. “Not the best introduction, is it? Well, it’s hard to be polite with a cat attacking me and accusing me of treason. Let’s try again. Hi, I’m Coldpaw. Nice to meet you, Hollowpaw. Accuse me again and I’ll show you how much I take my dreams seriously.” (She won’t do anything, that’s just her usual self xD) With that, Coldpaw swirled around, her eyes dark and angry, and left her not-very-welcoming new Clanmate.
~Silentpaw~
“Cowardness falls off her pelt.”
~Hollowpaw~
“Yes, I do not trust her.”
~Silentpaw~
“Do not let her ut of our sight, hm?” The they-cat padded over and snatched up three pieces of prey, a crow, mole, and mouse. He dragged it over and dropped the mole in front of Hollowpaw, leaving the crow for themselves.
“Where is Mottkit? They must be hungry.”
~Mottkit~
The kit ran from under their sibling’s paws and snatched the mouse, spinning around with it until he fell down.
~Silentpaw~
“Eat, don’t play.”
They watched as Hollowpaw nudged them up, and finally dove into their crow after Mottkit had begun to eat, at the same time Hollowpaw did.
-Darepaw-
Darepaw looked around the forest, trying to find some prey to bring back to camp. “Never mind.” he said, as he walked back to camp without any prey.
Hailstone walked out of the camp and into the forest. He immediately caught the scent of a squirrel and followed it and killing it quickly.
“Thank starclan it was me who caught this and not Hollyclan.” He mutteres those words every piece he found and returned to camp with the prey looking around the clearing at all the cats, some new others he recognized. He dropped the fresh kill on the pile and lay on a rock that sunlight shined on and fell asleep.
(Open for interaction, any at all)
Sparkshadow prodded him awake.
“You coming for the battle or what?” She asked.
Her eyes glinted with jealously as she saw Yellowlake greeting other cats.
One day, that will be my job. I’ll be the leader of MothClan, and make it the strongest clan the forest has known! she thought, determined.
She looked back at Hailstone awaiting an answer.
“Huh? Oh hey Sparkshadow. Yep, I am.” He said waking up and stretching.
(Sorry hadn’t been on in a while)
“Great!” She chirped, padding out of camp.
-Willowkit-
Willowkit raised her nose to the air. “Prey!” She purred.
“That’s right.” Their mother, Fawnleap replied. “You can share this pigeon. You’ve got a great nose, Willowkit.”
“See?” Willowkit told Cherrykit. “I can hunt just as well as you can, even though I’m blind! Fawnleap, aren’t we almost 4 moons? We’ll be starting our prep training soon.”
“Willowkit” Fawnleap began, sadly. “You won’t ever be a proper warrior.”
hi!! could chaoswhisperer end up being willowkits mentor, if they are able to become a warrior?))
Sure!
Coldpaw’s eyes drifted slowly to the cats. She felt the sadness she had for so long ignored flood back to her heart. ‘They look so…Happy’, she thought.
-Willowkit-
Willowkit heard voices coming from the camp enterance.
“What do you do if HollyClan attacks camp?” Fawnleap asked.
“Shout for help.” Cherrykit replied promptly.
“But HollyClan is violent and ruthless! What do you do next?”
“Run away?” Oakkit guessed.
“Almost!”
Dart through their legs and climb a tree.”
“Climb a tree.” Cherrykit said.
“Yes, but you need to know some simple fighting moves.” Fawnleap agreed. “Fight me and we’ll work from there… with claws sheathed, of course!”
Cherrykit and Oakkit probably leapt on Fawnleap’s back. Willowkit heard their paws scrape along the ground, then there was a moment’s silence, then two thuds.
Willowkit followed their voices. She snuck up to Fawnleap, who was distracted, and knocked her paws out from underneath her. She heard Fawnleap fall to the ground.
“Willowkit!” She scolded. “You aren’t supposed to take part.”
“But I was good, wasn’t I?” She asked.
“Of course you were!” Oakkit agreed.
I will become a proper warrior. I must become a proper warrior!
Mistykit watched them jealously.
I want to start prep training!
She ran up to her mother.
“Mintshineeeeeee,” she whined, “Why haven’t I started prep training? I’m olderrrrr than the other kits”
“Very well, you may,” she said laughing, “First, you must learn patience.”
Mistykit thumped her tail on the ground in annoyance.
“Wait until tomorrow morning and don’t ask me anything for the rest of today, and if you can tomorrow we’ll do some battle stances, alright?”
“Fineeeeeee!” She snipped and sat on her tail
~Chaoswhisperer~
“Hey, Fawnleap. Mind if I talk to Willowkit real fast?”
‘Uh, sure. Willowkit!’ Fawnleap replied.
Willowkit followed the sound. ‘What now?’ She sighed.
‘Chaoswhisperer wanted to speak to you.’
~Vulturethorn~
The tom cat cast a glance at the deputy, soon-to-be leader. He raked his claws against the ground, he didn’t like this one bit. The clan voices had died down after he had glanced over at another cat.
(Free for interaction!)
“Hi”, Coldpaw walked over to him uneasily. “How…How are you?”
~Vulturethorn~
“I’m quite alright, what about you?”
His tone shifted into a calmer version of its previous self, his tail flicking as he lowered his head towards her. The clan voices began to stir again but were hushed by the bigger one.
From the shifts in Coldpaw’s movements, he was quick to catch on to how uncomfortable she was.
“I’m…Okay, thanks for asking”, she tried to ignore the surprise at the cat’s calmness and…Well, he was being polite. ‘Wow, it’s been a long time since anyone was polite to me’, she thought, almost amused. “So you are…Vulturethorn, MothClan’s medicine cat, aren’t you?” She finally remembered the tom’s name. She allowed her shoulders to relax and sat down. ‘That tom doesn’t seem like the type to attack me in the middle of the camp. Good…’ She took a quick glance at Hollowpaw. Even though it was quite obvious exactly how fond of her the apprentice was, she couldn’t help admiring his steadyness and bravery. But then again, this was MothClan….Maybe all cats of this Clan were this way. ‘Like me’, she thought with satisfaction. ‘I think I can finally fit here.’
After Yellowlake made the announcement, she jumped from the Longbranch.
“Coldpaw, we’re attacking HollyClan, would you like to come?” She said, “Also, Vulturethorn we’ll need both you and Pebblestone if any of these mousebrains get hurt.”
“Oh! And Wildstar passed away last night, so I’ll get my nine lives AFTER the battle. Sparkshadow is my new deputy.”
~Vulturethorn~
He didn’t reply to Yellowlake, staring at his paws and the cats inside his head bristled to life, murmuring, deciding. His eyes grew hazy, but he stood firm.
“Oh, yes!” Coldpaw’s eyes shone bright. An attack to HollyClan! Finally!! ‘But…What about Wiltingpaw?’ She thought.
~Vulturethorn~
He flicked his tail in disdain, the thought of younger cats getting hurt, it hurt his head.
Hailstone followed Sparkshadow stretching and preparing.
Yellowlake yowled, “Let everyone come who wishes, we’re off to HollyClan!”
Sparkshadow smiled.
{Lightspark}
Though she wasn’t in MothClan for a long time, she still felt excited to dig her claws into the pelts of HollyClan.
~Silentpaw~
The they-cat looked up, wrapping a protective tail around their little sibling, they nodded to Hollowpaw. The two older cats herded Mottkit to the apprentice den, hiding him under the twos shared beds.
~Chaoswhisperer~
His tail flicked in excitement as he pushed his way to the front of the small crowd.
“Let’s go!” she headed out of camp, “And Wildstar died last night, so I’ll be making Sparkshadow the new deputy.”
~Chaoswhisperer~
“Shadowspark, really? Them out of all cats?”
Coldpaw tried not to get herself involved on the talking that was not for her to interrupt. She padded over to Silentpaw instead, trying to push away the memories of their first meeting. ‘If I want to fit in, I have to make friends’, Coldpaw thought. ‘They were just being paranoid…Right?’ ‘Uh, no, not right, but let’s try anyway!’
“Hi, Silentpaw”, she said, trying to sound friendly but not too close.
~Silentpaw~
The they-cat looked up from Mottkit, their eyes cold. They didn’t seem pleased, or upset, simply blank.
“Did you need something?”
“No”, Coldpaw shrugged, trying to look indiferent. “Well, good morning to you too.” She padded off, slowly growing used to her new Clanmate’s grumpiness. ‘Alright, I don’t like you either’, a part of her wanted to shout.
~Silentpaw~
“It isn’t a good morning, war is coming close.”
They fell in stride with her, motioning for Hollowpaw to stay put.
Sparkshadow ignored him, her evil thoughts taking over her soul.
(ALR GUYS, GO TO HOLLYCLAN PAGE)
Darkshadow
My plan is almost falling onto place, as soon as I get leader I will change mothclan forever she thought
ORP}} Lizardkit padded through the sunlit forests, the daylight dappling her brown pelt. The small kit was tired of waiting to become an apprentice to explore her own territory, and so she had snuck out. She could barely suppress a triumphant giggle, imagining that Mothclan was non the wiser to her antics.
Suddenly, the she-kit heard a patrol approaching. She desperately ran away, determined not to get caught. Instead, she bumped right into *Insert Cat of Whoever Replies*.
(dark shadow)
Lizzardkit what are you doing????!!!!!
Go back to camp!!!?
-Ravenshard-
Ravenshard didn’t know what to do now. His mate had died kitting, and so has one of the kits. Before he knew it, there were pawsteps behind him.
-Willowwither-
“Ditched me for that dead mess?” It was his ex-mate, Willowwither. “I never thought an arrogant fool like you would be in a forbidden relationship, huh?”
-Ravenshard-
“She was better than you.”
-Willowwither-
“HA!” she yelled. “Well this is you breaking the code, so im just gonna kill you now”
before Ravenshard could say anything, Willowither sliced his throat and left with the kits
Willowwither
Willowwither laid down at the top of a hill under a willow tree, looking at the kits. She concluded that only two would stay, and the last one to open it’s eyes would be murdered. First was a light gray one, with mint green eyes. She looked alarmingly like Driftbreeze, just prettier. She would be Wingkit. The following one was the one with wolf-like ears. The final one remaining was another dark gray one. The other two kits immediately fell back asleep, which was useful. The kit woke up the moment Willowwither struck her first blow. It was a solid scrape across the kit’s face. Willowwither held the kit’s head underwater for a minute, before letting it go down the stream for the HollyClan cats to find
“Killing kits,” Mintshine said from behind her, “Noted.”
She sat besides her, and mewed, “Just don’t kill mine.”
She looked out towards the stream, not giving away any emotions towards the dead kit, and not caring in the slightest.
“You planning to keep these two?” she asked.
~Hollowpaw~
He licked his younger siblings fur, gently pawing at the younger kit in a playful manner, Silentpaw laying beside them, tearing into a mouse.
~Blankkit~
The young kit bumbled around, mews of laughter rising from vir
Coldpaw stared after them, wondering whether Silentpaw had also seem Sparkshadow kill Yellowlake. She ended up curling up in front of the apprentices’ den and just watching. Then, and just then, an idea came to her mind. How to honor the cat who had welcomed her in, who had taught her so much. And how to get rid of all from HollyClan that remained. “Sparkstar!” She called.
huh, my reply never showed up??))
~Silentpaw~
The they-cat turned their head towards her, getting up and padding over to her, they laid near her, but not next to her.
I wonder if Sparkstar genuinely didn’t hear me, or if she’s ignoring me, Coldpaw thought. I wouldn’t be surprised if it was the second option. She yawned, feeling utterly tired.
~Silentpaw~
“Sleep. The battle has worn you out.”