Rockshatter | Male | 40 Moons Old | Location: WingClan Territory-->Camp | Mentions: General Clan
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Rockshatter was out hunting. The large tom stepped through the forest, being mindful of the world around him. He stepped carefully, checking the forest floor for twigs and leaves he could step on and make a noise that would scare away a mouse or bird. Rockshatter kept his ears perked, listening for the sound of prey. Then, he spotted a squirrel. Rockshatter dropped to the ground, making sure that his fur and tail weren't touching the floor. Slowly, very slowly, he stalked toward the squirrel. The gray creature had picked up something, and was inspecting it. Rockshatter studied the squirrel, watching for any movements that told him the squirrel had sensed him. Soon enough, the cat was in position. He waited a few heartbeats, then pounced swiftly. The squirrel tensed, and was about to bound away, but Rockshatter's large forepaws got to it first. Rockshatter landed, biting down on the squirrel's neck, snapping it. Rockshatter picked up the squirrel, looking around the quiet forest.
It was very quiet.
Eerily quiet, for a spring morning.
Rockshatter noticed how the birds stopped singing. The wind had stopped. Even the trees were quiet, holding their breath, waiting for something to happen. Rockshatter tensed up, his eyes widening as he unsheathed his claws, looking around for movement. There! On a far bush- a black tail tip stuck out, into the clearing Rockshatter was in. As he looked around the bush, he locked his yellow eyes into a pair of bright, green cat eyes. The warrior paused, staring at the rogue as it growled, the black tail tip flicking. Rockshatter broke the gaze, glancing around to notice many, many more cats. He slowly dropped the squirrel, backing away from the rogues. Four of them stood, growling and hissing at Rockshatter with scarred faces. Rockshatter's tail and back puffed up in fear, and he started to spread his wings. That was, until his left one was struck with hooked claws. Rockshatter yowled, turning to face the attacker. He was a huge, bright ginger tom with piercing yellow eyes. He kept his paw lifted, shaking a bloody feather off his long claws. The tom hissed, and Rockshatter fled. Right into more rogues. They pounced on him, clawing and biting at his fur. Rockshatter hissed back, fighting with all his might. The moment he was able to get free, the tom sprinted away as fast as his muscular legs could. The rogues dashed out of their hiding places, following the winged tom. However, Rockshatter knew the territory better. He kept ahead of the 10 or so cats, twisting and turning among overgrown paths in hopes to lose the rogues. After what seemed like hours, the screeching and yowling of the rogues died down, and silence returned to the forest. Rockshatter stumbled in exhaustion, tripping over a tree root and falling onto his side. He breathed heavily, squeezing his eyes shut in pain. But, he had to keep going. He had to warn the Clan. A few heartbeats later, Rockshatter was on the run again. He pelted through the forest, making a beeline for the camp. Soon, he burst through the entrance rather ungracefully. He tried to stop, but ended up rolling nose-over-tail a few times before flopping to a stop on his side. He panted for a few seconds, before standing. "R...Rogues...Th-They're in the west of...Our territory..." He panted, trying to be loud. The poor cat looked to be dying, as blood started to stain his wing and face. "Th-They..." Before Rockshatter could say another word, he collapsed, quickly passing out in the middle of camp.


(OOoO drammaaaaAAaAaA)

Hailpaw | Female | 6 Moons Old | Location: Camp | Mentions: Clan, Rockshatter, Eaglepaw
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Hailpaw was napping in the Apprentices' den, as normal. She breathed easy, but the sounds of everyday Clan life soon awoke her. The shecat blinked her eyes open, yawning. Hailpaw then stretched, curling her tail and yawning again. She stood, shaking moss and bedding out of her fur, and started to clean it. Once she finished, Hailpaw tiredly padded out of camp. She paused, watching Eaglepaw run past her. Rolling her eyes, Hailpaw started to walk again. Instead of walking, she jumped three feet in the air in surprise, her fur puffing up and a soft yowl coming from her mouth. Hailpaw landed, staring as Rockshatter tumbled into camp. She stood there, frozen, as she listened to what he had to say. Then, watched him fall over. Hailpaw stood there for a moment in shock, not sure what to do.

Leafkit | Female | 1/2 Moon Old | Location: Nursery | Mentions: Sweetheart, Moonkit, Blizzardkit, Starlingkit, General Clan
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Leafkit slowly woke up. She stretched her stubbly little legs, tiny jaws parting in a cute yawn. Leafkit shifted, curling up again next to her mother's belly. Leafkit purred softly in content, rolling onto her back and stretching again. However, she smacked Moonkit's face in the process. Leafkit jumped, surprised with this new body in front of her. She jumped again as one of her hind paws kicked at Blizzardkit. Leafkit mewed in confusing, pressing up against her mother's belly, hoping for comfort and safety.

Rockshatter | Male | 40 Moons Old | Location: Camp- Medicine Cat Den | Mentions: None
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(Sunfire- It's fine! He's unconscious anyway. I can't say that he can't be dragged away.) Rockshatter's breathing seemed to be fine. The real problem was the multiple scratches and bite marks that littered this face and neck, along with the wound on his wing. The scratches weren't much of a problem- just smack on some herbs and the tom would be fine. The wing would be needing some time to heal, however. (Just so the meddies know what to do)

Hailpaw | Female | 6 Moons Old | Location: Camp | Mentions: Ravendawn, Owlpaw, Skypool
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Hailpaw paused, before dashing away. "Ravendaawn! Owlpaaw!" She called, searching the camp for the medicine cats. Hailpaw suddenly halted, leaping into the air and taking to the sky. Of course, being an apprentice, she wasn't used to flying. Why not kill two birds with one stone, and get a bit of practice while searching? A few wobbly moments later, and Hailpaw was looking down at the camp and surrounding area, hoping to spot the cats she was looking for.