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Starclan gives the other clans an omen to allow this kittypet clan to join the forest!
https://www.lioden.com/topic.php?id=304429485154
Or did they?

Some of the 's aren't working due to so many being there. Once I figure it out, I'll instead link the cats name to the comment on the OOC post! But for now, please excuse how long it is

The more I fix, the more I break.

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``The sun had risen early that morning, bringing chilly air that will soon warm up over time. Each little dewdrop that glistened on the red petals made it seem like the little flowers were all flickering, desperate for attention. As some would find the view beautiful and eye-catching, Thistlefrost thought it was an eye sore.

``Many of the flowers came up to his head if he wasn't following a constantly used path. He preferred keeping to the edge of them; not too close, but close enough to jump in if he needed to hide fast enough. Most of the clan, Windclan, had kept to a large patch of flattened weeds and flowers in the field somewhere between the forest and the two-leg place, but Berryfrost frequented the patch of forest that was just recently given to them by the other, more experienced clans.

``The marked-up, brown, and white gradient tom was currently stalking imaginary prey near the edge of the forest. His posture was awful, but so were most cats in his clan since they were all some form of loner or kittypet at one point. However, he did see himself as better than the other cats since he had caught a rabbit all on his own once.

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Pinkrise " calls out for her mom and she didn't answer her and she starts to try to walk to the front of the area that she was in and Smells an different cat "

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-P.O.V. Aspen-
-Location: Outside Twoleg Place-

Aspen wandered slowly along the outskirts of some twoleg homes. The large gray Tom had his ears perked and his glittering green eyes scanned the ground. The various noises that came from the other side of the fence made him uneasy. He didn’t mind the kitty pets, but he was worried about the twolegs themselves and the possibility of dogs. He was searching for prey, hoping to catch a quick snack. From past experience he knew there were often some fat rodents hanging around twoleg homes. He couldn’t seem to scent anything this close to the fence, so he turned off away from it and towards the forest. A slight breeze picked up and he found a mouse scent. If was fairly light and distant but he didn’t have anything better to do, so he followed it. He traced the scent deeper into the forest but then he lost the scent. He paused and spun around, his long tail flicking. He tested the air in multiple directions, and finally found it. It was in a direct right angle to the trail he was following before, but he shrugged to himself and started following it again. As the trail started to get stronger he slowed down, setting his paws carefully and held his tail still. His eyes were focused on the ground searching for prints, droppings, anything.
He suddenly realized he wasn’t in a forest anymore. He looked up and gasped, all thoughts of the mouse gone as his eyes set on what seemed to him, an endless field of roses. The morning dew still glittered on their petals. He had never seen a place on his travels that looked quite this magical. He shook his head with a slight growl. And turned his attention back to food. He couldn’t seem to find the mouse trail again though, so he allowed himself to inspect the flowers. He realized they weren’t roses, but poppies. He remembered that a while back somecat had told him poppies were good for pain relief and easy sleep. He chuckled to himself as he wondered if any cats lived here, and if they were the most lazy and soft cats you would ever meet. He started walking again, holding his head high as his pelt brushed against the flowers. He picked up his pace and soon he was running through the flowers.
A thick scent of mouse crossed his nose and he skidded to a stop and whirled around. A slow prickle of hunger that had begun to set in now stuck him as he faced the scent. He crouched down and silently moved forward on light paws, weaving around the flowers as best he could, but they still quivered as he passed. He spotted the shape of the mouse and he froze, sinking down to his stomach and analyzing the scene. After a moment of watching he determined he could easily kill the creature. He burst forward suddenly slamming his front claws down on the tiny creature and viciously biting into it. He lifted the body and after spotting more twoleg houses in the distance, he decided to hang around this area for a while, at least until he got bored. He started trotting toward the twoleg place to enjoy his meal.

((-Um I hope this isn’t too long..?-
OH MY IT LOOKS SO MUCH BIGGER NOW… sorry!!
I promise I’ll make it smaller next time))

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|| Clovered’Gaze ||

As the grey and brown she-cat walked into camp,carrying a few skinny mices from the midnight’s hunting patrol. she put the mice down as she yawned. she was glad to be back in camp and to have a good morning rest before Dusk patrols would be sent out.

She quickly grab one of her mice and walked over to the warriors den. she sat down and began to eat her mice. her tail flicking as she heard some of clan-mates talked but she ignore it. after she was done with her mice. she got up and walked into the den. she look around in the den as she walked to her nest. after she lied down in her nest,she pat down a few feathers and lied her head down. she smile as she slowly fell asleep.

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Pinkrise " sneaks loudly hoping that someone would hear her "

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@Northe (#290511)

``Thistlefrost began to grow annoyed with himself, trying to teach himself how to hunt without any prey. His nose worked fine, but he couldn't differentiate any scents just yet- and the absurd amount of poppies wasn't helping him. A part of him wished they'd move Windclan further into the forest, but that would mean fighting for territory and he knew none of his 'clanmates' were ready for something like that. He almost believed they wouldn't be willing to do that either, and honestly, a whisper of him believed he wasn't capable either. He was a kittypet himself up until recently, only just now getting used to his self-declared warrior name.

``Still just outside the patch of forest territory the clan was given, he thought to himself. His tail tip seemed restless, as his ears fell back for a moment, thinking. Suddenly, he heard the smallest noise just a few feet away from him, or fox-lengths as the warriors would say. He ignored it at first, assuming it was the wind brushing up some poppies specifically just to annoy him. However, the noise came again, just a bit further now. Assuming it was a clanmate, he lightly crept closer to it, trying to catch a familiar scent- but these darn poppies were making it hard for him. Once again, he silently cursed himself for growing up as a kittypet, only able to identify two-leg-made things and a couple of cats.

``Ready to pounce with unsheathed claws, not intending to cause harm, he stopped himself as he began to see parts of a pelt through the weeds and flowers. The white and gray caught his eyes and he realized he didn't recognize the cat at all.
"Hey!" He spoke suddenly, trying to give a false sense of authority.
"What do you think you're doing here?" Thistlefrost spoke to the stranger, trying to make himself seem bigger by making his fur stand, but he couldn't compare to the long furred cat.

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Pinkrise " sneaks loudly again to see if anyone work hear her "

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|| Clovered’Gaze ||

Her ear flicked as she heard a kit speak. she yawn as she got up. “Another sleep ruined..” She thought to herself as she walked out of the warriors den. she look around then stared at the small kit.

She walk over to the small kit and crouched down,her tail curling over her side. she turn her head as she blinked at the kit. ‘What’s wrong Pink’Rise?.’

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@Mags sweetheart
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``Ollie's owner had awoken late that morning, forcing the large orange tom to start meowing. The second the sliding door was opened, he rubbed his fur against the leg of the elder two-leg as a 'see you later' before racing out and hopping the fence. He felt no need to carry back any fresh-kill this morning, thinking maybe he could try and get some cats to hunt with him as practice. His tail stuck above the poppy field, a cheerful vibe spreading off of him as he entered the clan camp.

``Ollie wasn't necessarily the leader, but he had started this whole thing before he even knew what a warrior was. He was rather aged, patient, and honestly quite plump to be dedicated to the wilderness completely. He was waiting on just the perfect cat to come by and replace him, but they all seem rather way too ready to hurt other cats, or way too lazy to help others.

``As he trotted along a flattened path, he heard something, making his ears perk. He recognized the sound of an attempt of stalking and almost thought it was Bear, or Thistlefrost as he's called now-a-days. However, the steps were far too light and small. His smile stretched on his face as he walked slower, pretending not to notice any cats around, believing it to be a familiar small kit.

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Pinkrise " sneaks once more and stops and lays down and then stays there listening to the sounds around her "

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(Do @‘s work here??? I didn’t get anything.. hmm)) @ [G1 Pretty King] Nikrypto

-P.O.V. Aspen-
-Location: Poppy Fields near Forest-

Aspen had been still on his way toward the twoleg place, trotting through the poppies, when he heard something. He paused, his ear twitched. He was slightly unnerved that he hadn’t heard or scented anything approaching, and to think someone could sneak up on him that easily! He figured the distraction of a nice catch had stopped him from focusing on his surroundings.
He set down the mouse body and lifted his head to scent the air, but the scent of the mouse was still to thick around his nose and mouth to track anything. He slowly spun to where the voice had come from, his green eyes narrowing. He spotted the shape of a smaller cat and strange spotted markings. His fur fluffed up around his neck and he shifted his paws to block the prey he had caught expecting this cat to want to steal it.
“What!” He hissed at the cat. “Can I help you? Why are you following me?” He was immediately suspicious of this strange cat, hiding in the poppies. He took a step toward them, flicking his tail back and forth. He stood up tall, his fur now spiking all along his back and his ears angled backward. His claws tingled but he kept them in, if he could avoid a fight, he would, but didn’t want this cat to think they could push him around and steal his prey.

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@Northe (#290511)
((No, I don't think they work, but I sure do love to pretend ))

``Thistlefrost seemed taken aback, surprised that a non-clan cat would not only match his false hostility but mean it more than he did. Being around cats like Ollie hadn't been too helpful in getting him used to outsiders and opposing clan cats, but this didn't falter his facade for long. As he silently fought the urge to not tuck his tail between his legs, he kept his narrowed and suspicious blue-ish eyes on the toms green ones.

``"You're not a clan cat." It almost sounded as if Thistlefrost was accusing him of something while also being disappointed, only just now acknowledging the lack of clan scent- or what little he would usually smell near the edge of their forest territory. Ignoring the questions the larger cat demanded, he continued.

``"You were hunting in Windclan territory, weren't you?" Now, this accusation sounded unsure as if he could believe it was a mistake. Thistlefrost was aware that Windclan was maybe a season or two old and not all outsiders knew of it's existence, but this didn't make him any less territorial.

((I think I'm going to change Thistlefrosts name to Berryfrost (because of his markings, and thistle sounds more of a gray cat name),LOL I can't decide!))

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