Harefeather~13 Moons~Warrior~18/18~Camp~Mentions: Horsetail, *OPEN*

Blossomheart~23 moons~Warrior~30/30~Camp~Mentions: Finchpaw, *OPEN*

Raindrop | 14 Moons | Warrior | Healthy |Camp | Mentions: Stripecloud, Wolffang

"Hunting?" Raindrop asked, looking over at the small fresh kill pile. "Actually, I'd prefer that too. We should ask-"

Raindrop was cut off when Wolffang approached them, telling them that they were to work on the warrior's den. "Thank you Wolffang," She said with a smile, a small snicker escaping her, "I'm sure the warriors would like some space too, unless they want us to sleep on them like a bunch of lazy badgers."

After the tom left, Raindrop nuzzled Stripecloud's shoulder sympathetically, "I guess we have to, then. If we work quickly, maybe we can hunt afterword? Plus, the sooner the den is expanded, the sooner we can move to the warriors den." Raindrop flicked Stripecloud with her tail, a mischievious glint in her eyes. "I'm sure you'll enjoy me kicking you while I dream." She teased.

Stripecloud|16 moons|30/30|Warrior|Camp|Mentions: Raindrop, Wolffang

Stripecloud sighed chuckling slightly. "Yeah, kick me and I'll roll onto you." He gave her a toothy smile before walking over to the Warrior's den. He looked over at Wolffang feeling a little upset at the tom. He was planning on asking Raindrop something while they were hunting. Something that was very important to him. He tried to shrug it off but he just, couldn't. "What do you want us to do?" Stripecloud asked controlling his voice and keeping it calm. He didn't really know how to expand the dens, even if he had been an apprentice for longer than normal.

Hawkstrike|14 Moons|Warrior|30/30 Health|Camp|Mentions: Pebblesplash

"Wow, you must have a hearing problem." Hawkstrike teased flicking his ear. He thought Pebblesplash was gonna end whatever their relationship was. "I may or may not have told them my opinions as well." He stood up and leaped onto a medium sized rock. He balanced on it and looked back over to Pebblesplash.
"Look, I don't care what you have done. I really don't care." Hawkstrike leaped off and brushed his cheek against Pebblesplash's. "Stop worrying so much."

Softsong | 17 Moons | Warrior | 30/30 | Camp | Mentions: Aldershade, Mosspaw, Swallowfall, Open!

Softsong nodded to Mosspaw's words, ears perking up as he saw Swallowfall approaching them. He purred in appreciation as she assigned the borders to himself and Aldershade, gladly returning the nuzzle to the she-cat. He looked up at her and dipped his head briefly. "Thank you! Can't wait for you to drag my tail out early in the morning for patrols." He teased with a playful wink. "In other words, congratulations on being the new deputy, they wouldn't have made a better choice." As she left, he waved his tail goodbye and returned his attention to his apprentice. "Border patrol it is then, I'll show you the best spots to hunt on the way." He told him.

The small tom then quickly made his way over to Aldershade. This would be their first proper warrior patrol together, and he could barely contain how excited he was. "Aldershade! You ready to show our apprentices the full, entire border?" He asked, leaning up against the taller warrior as he spoke. He had a habit of being very physical when showing affection and care, and Aldershade was often on the receiving end of those affections. "Oh and the territory of course~" He added with a soft purr. Slowly, he plotted that they let their apprentices go a bit ahead of them, to help them try to train their tracking ability and familiarity of the border of course, and that would give them enough time to have a proper talk.

Snowstorm/echo | 30 Moons | Medicine Cat | 30/30 | Camp, Clan Territory | Mentions: Mumblepaw, Open!

Snowstorm waved his tail to Softsong as he left, glad that he had been able to offer silent support and comfort to the younger tom. He had no time to linger on his thoughts about his half-brother, as Mumblepaw came over. He was briefly confused over his question about their hunting, then let out a soft laugh as his apprentice continued. "Bold of you to assume medicine cats only deal with herbs and the injured." He stated, standing up properly to lead the way out. "No, we're going prey-hunting." He affirmed.

The white tom lead the way out of camp, walking toward the river. "Let me show you the proper techniques to hunting close to the river during winter." He got into a crouch, quickly blending into the white snow around him as he stalked toward the river. "First step is to avoid the river, you don't want to accidentally fall in." He instructed, assuming that with Mumblepaw's age, this would be his first winter as an apprentice. "Secondly, you need to find where the prey is hiding, they're usually not out and about unless they need food. Oh, and you could collect nuts during leaf-fall and set traps for squirrels during leaf-bare." He added with a small wink. "I don't doubt your previous mentor, but let me see your crouch." His tone was quiet, and he was surprisingly light on his paws despite his size. His paws seemed to spread his weight, so walking on the snow and sometimes ice-covered ground was a breeze for him.

Stormberry - 34 moons - Co-Deputy - 30/30 health - Clan territory (Burial site) - Mentions: Glade, Lionkit (ID), Maplekit (ID)

Stormberry yowled in anger as Glade pounced on him - fox dung! The deputy was strong, for sure, but his size and bulk make him slow, and he had no time to shake the other tom off before he felt jaws crunch down on his shoulder. He let out a sharp hiss, and was aiming at another swing at Glade until he was cut off by a hit to his face. It stunned him for a few breaths, and when he glanced up to face the madness coming from the siamese tom's mouth.

"The Clan isn't about being the best, it's about surviving! All cats in the Clan deserve their full bellies!" He growled in response, turning his head when he noticed Glade looking at something closely. He noticed the gaze of Lionkit on the two of them, and clenched his teeth at the thought of the kit following him all this way. Did he not tell Lionkit to stay in camp where it was safe? Who knows what Glade would do to him now that he had been spotted...

The large tom lifted his head up high to cut off Glade's rant, when he heard Maplekit do it for him. His heart thudded in his chest at the thought of the kits trying to deal with the fight themselves, but there was little he could think to do in the heat of the moment. Clearly, the kits couldn't listen to instructions to stay where it was safe for them, and Glade didn't seem like the kind of cat to give him time to gather the kits and get them to safety. In the next few moments, the siamese tom proved how right such a thought was. Seeing claws coming for his throat, Stormberry instinctively drew back, but in doing so, caught a glimpse of Maplekit's tiny body taking the hit instead.

A spark lit in Stormberry's heart that hadn't been there for many moons. The trouble this cat had caused, the lives he had taken, and now the innocent kits he had injured. The deputy's gaze was tainted red, his head filled with noise. He took the chance while Glade was seemingly distracted, and he made his move. Launching himself at the smaller tom, his unsheathed claws were outstretched, and he locked his jaws around Glade's throat. He didn't think about it, he never thought about these things. Not until later. Do it for the Clan. And so he bit down as hard as he could.

It was done. Or was it? He had to be sure, it had to be final. He held on for a little longer, his breathing slow and heavy. When he was satisfied, he dropped Glade to the floor, and tried to keep his quivering legs from giving out beneath him. He turned his head slowly, to look at Lionkit and Maplekit, his eyes starting to fill with shock. If any cat was going to be able to offer them any comfort, it probably wasn't going to be him - not anymore.



Aldershade - 17 moons - Warrior - 30/30 health - Camp - Mentions: Olivepaw, Swallowfall (ID), Softsong, open!

Aldershade smiled softly at Olivepaw as she replied to him. He remembered when he was like that, even though it wasn't even that long ago.

"Come now, Olivepaw, none of this is your fault. This Clan will be chaotic for as long as we both live, I'm sure. Just try and stay out of it the best you can, that's what I do." He reassured her, before perking his ears at the mention of his name. It sounded like Swallowfall's first act as deputy was to send him and Softsong with their apprentices on a border patrol. He flicked his long tail to disguise his delight, he had been needing to talk properly to the other warrior for many moons now.

"Good timing, let's go out on patrol now. It might clear your head a bit." The lanky tom mewed, turning his head to look at Softsong as he approached. It was good that the black and white tom didn't seem too shaken from what had just happened - maybe they were getting better at moving on from the stress Clan life put on them. "Of course I'm ready, I've been wanting to stretch my legs properly for what feels like moons."

With that, he began to pad towards the camp entrance. "We'd best head off now, before the weather has a chance to get too much worse."

Horsetail|Co Medicine Cat|24 Moons Old|Health: 30/30|Mentions Directly: Harefeather|Mentions Indirectly: |Location: Territory

Horsetail was about to walk away, in thought already as to where he could find good moss in this weather. The tom stopped, as Hareflight's words reached him. Looking back, his golden eyes landed on the younger she-cat. "Well, I'm not a good hunter, so I'm not really sure I can help there", the medicine cat told the young warrior with a chuckle. Only after saying this, he spotted the she-cat's eyes. Horsetail scolded himself, for his words.
"Sorry", he breathed, a cloud of white billowing out in front of him. Turning, the sand colored tabby tom walked back to the she-cat. Placing his long tail on Harefeather's shoulder, he gave a comforting purr. Sitting down next to her in the snow, he gave the young she-cat a kind nod. "If you want, you can tell me", Horsetail offered, "I won't tell", he continued to promis. "Is it.... is it about the whole incident from before? During the meeting?", Horsetail asked. He did not know what else could be bothering Harefeather, then again he'd never really had the chance to speak with the young warrior.

Lionkit|Kit|3 Moons Old|Health: 5/5|Mentions Directly: Maplepaw, Stormberry|Mentions Indirectly: Glade, Snowball, Hollowfall|Location: Burial Site

Lionkit had his blue eyes on his littermate, making sure that Maplepaw was not seriously hurt. "Don't worry, they'll work it out", Lionkit said in a hushed voice, trying to comfort his sister. Hearing the fighting getting louder, Lionkit looked over. His eyes landed on the two fighting toms, just as Stormberry administered the finishing blow. The young tom's blue eyes opened in shock, 'Stormberry killed.....', the kit's young mind could not even wrap itself around what had happened.
His eyes slowly traveled from the large deputy, to the limp body of the smaller siamese tom. Glade was... was dead? Why? Lionkit's mind went blank. He had never seen a dead body before, let alone seen a cat actually be killed. Seeing that the large dark brown deputy was looking at them, Lionkit's legs went rigid. Where they going to be killed too? Fear started to lay itself over the young calico tom. Out of fear, the young kit staggered back. His hind leg bumped against something hard, slowly turning Lionkit saw that he had bumped against one of the mounds. He felt so scared, he wanted his mom and dad. Why did Snowball and Hollowfall have to leave? Why did they leave? Why..? He felt so helpless. The fluffy kit slumped into himself, lowering his head Lionkit let out a sad and helpless meow.

Harefeather~13 Moons~Warrior~18/18~Forrest~Mentions: Horsetail, (ID Honeyfrost), *OPEN*

Clearsong / Slateleaf | 20 Moons | Warrior | Healthy | Camp | Mentions: Whorlpaw, Stagthorn, Wolffang, Swallowfall (ID)

Clearsong dipped his head to the newly made warrior in greeting, "I'm doing better now, thank you, and congratulations, Wolffang. Clearsong said, sweeping his fluffy striped tail around him to his paws. "You'll make a fine warrior." He paused as Wolffang relayed Swallowfall's orders and nodded.

"I'll be taking Whorlpaw with me, then." Clearsong stood up and looked over at the fluffy gray she-cat with a small smile on his muzzle, "Some hunting practice might do the hungry clan some good, as I'm sure a lot of the other apprentices will be busy checking out the borders." Clearsong laid his fluffy tail on Whorlpaw's shoulder, "Don't worry, we'll check out the borders tomorrow, I'll show you some cool spots!"

With another dip of his head in farewell to Wolffang, Clearsong padded over to Stagthorn. "Hi! He chirped with a sudden burst of enthusiasm, "I'm going to take Whorlpaw on ahead and teach her some basic tracking and stalking. You guys go on ahead with the hunt." He dipped his head to the patrol leader before taking Whorlpaw out of camp and following a familiar trail.

Once the sounds and smells of camp were out of earshot and scent range, Clearsong turned to Whorlpaw. "Okay. First off," Clearsong started, trying to remember his first day as an apprentice. "Scent the air, what do you smell?"

Blossomheart~23 moons~Warrior~30/30~Camp~Mentions: Finchpaw, *OPEN*

GLADE | OUTSIDE CAMP | MENTIONS: Maplekit, Stormberry, Lionkit

Glade was about to apologize to Maplekit, deep down he was sorry for her and didn't want her to be hurt. But before any more words could be said, all he felt was pain as Stormberry took advantage of his moment of actually caring.. he felt the life drain from himself, and couldn't help but wish it would've ended differently. He had just met his family.. He.. he wanted to have a family.
Now, he was going to die. What even is death? Is it really no longer existing? Or was there something after? As Glade's eyes closed, a thought dawned on him as he took his last breath. This isn't the end. This is the beginning of the end.

Maplekit/Starlingkit | 3 Moons | Kit | Injured | [Burial Site] | Mentions: Glade, Stormberry

Maplekit sniffed, fear taking over her being. She looked at her brother, who just seemed to come out of nowhere, and she didn't know what to say. Glade.. was dead. She saw it with her own eyes, and didn't know how to comprehend it.
Good job, Stormberry. If you hadn't done it, I would've. No one hurts Maplekit unless it's me.
Starlingkit took over Maplekit's body, carrying the load. Rest, Maplekit.. I can handle things for a while.. I'm sorry. She proceeded to get up, taking a glance at Stormberry and then to Lionkit.
"Are you both just going to stand there? Might as well start digging his grave. Or, you know.. leave it for the dogs.."
Starlingkit winced slightly. She didn't want to make a scene, and she knew that none of these cats knew her yet. She bowed her head to them, then stood proudly. She still felt the pain inflicted on their physical body, but didn't let it bring her down.
"I'm Starlingkit. It's nice to finally meet you both."
Maplekit was shocked. What are you doing?! They're going to think I'm crazy! They'll probably throw us out of the clan!
If they do, I'll fight every last one of them. Either that, or we go find mom and dad..
No.. mom and dad left us. We can't do the same thing and leave our brother. He needs us just as much as we need him.
Fine.

Mosspaw | 10 Moons | Apprentice | 18/18 |Camp | Mentions: Swallowfall, Softsong, Aldershade, Olivepaw (D)

All traces of Mosspaw's dark mood from earlier vanished when Swallowsong assigned them to border patrol. Grateful, he dipped his head to the new deputy as she departed, and then followed his mentor across the clearing to where Aldershade sat with Olivepaw. He gave the tortiseshell apprentice a friendly smile, green-gold eyes crinkling slightly at the corners as Softsong and Aldershade conversed.

"I can't wait to see more of the territory. I wonder how big it really is." He spoke, his tone light and his gaze filled with eagerness. The borders, the vast territory, the forested glades and secret places where prey hid away, he would finally know it all. The young tom tamped down his excitement, and took a step towards the entrance as they made to leave camp.

"Do you think it'll snow again?" He wondered, looking at the cloudy sky and ruffling his fur against the chill.