"Alright." Tigerhawk replied calmly. "Sorry I wandered off, I woke up early. Well, let's hunt!"

Hollypaw could smell loner. But she kept her mouth shut.

(You mean Hollyclaw? xD)

Blazestar nodded and led them to the best hunting grounds. He saw a rabbit and darted towards it chasing it. He left the others to hunt on their own while he killed and chased more prey.

Thorn sighed and climbed up a mountain and lay on top in the sun, the breeze made her close her eyes since it was so soft and calm. She lay her head down and fell asleep.

(Yeah. Hollyclaw XD)

Tigerhawk pretended to be looking for prey. I have to see her again. Wherever she is.

Hollyclaw pounced on a mouse, killing it with a swift bite to its neck.

(FAIL-URE)

Blazestar yawned as he caught his last mouse, "Alright, we got enough prey let's get going.." He ignored that Tigerhawk didn't even catch any prey. He picked up his kill and padded towards the camp.

Thorn woke up and stretched, she stumbled down the mountain and landed on her haunches. She stood up straight and looked around, it was quiet and getting dark. She padded around looking for food, then she saw a bird that Blazestar left behind on mistake. She nibbled on it, not caring who's it was.

Tigerhawk padded back to camp alongside Hollyclaw and Blazestar. "Blazestar, could I go check the borders- to make sure ShadowClan is staying on their side of the forest?" He wouldn't really check the borders, he just wanted to talk to the loner again.

Blazestar narrowed his eyes, but then became big again. "Alright, I can trust you. Just come back before everyone is asleep." He said then smiled and padded deeper into the camp with his deputy.

Thorn finished the bird and stretched once more before finding a hole in a tree and she crawled into it. She closed her eyes and soon fell asleep once more.

Thorn woke up by the loud hissing of something, not a cat though. She opened her eyes to see a badger growling at her, it clawed her on the cheek leaving three marks bleeding. She yowled, but not loud enough for the clan cats to hear. The badger clawed at her other cheek and she yowled once more then ran under it. She kept on running but the badger ran after her.

Blazestar yawned and stretched and went up onto his cliff and into a small cave he shared with his deputy. He smiled at Hollyclaw, "Thank you for hunting with me." He yawned once more and then went deeper into the cave.

Hollyclaw would have blushed a little if it wasn't for her fur. "Uh, you're welcome." She mewed, nervously. She didn't have a crush on Blazestar, but she was beginning to think that he liked her. She could, however, be wrong.

Tigerhawk scented the air. Was that badger he smelt? The scent was old, but there had definitely been a badger a while ago. It seemed to be gone. He sighed. I should probably track that scent. But he was  SO tired. He stayed where he was.

(( I am sooo sorry, I forgot all about this rp!))

Whiteclaw leads Blacknight through the forest and sences a female cat around. "Blacknight, quit making so much noise!" he says, " I can smell cats! " " Well! Sorry..." says Blacknight. Whiteclaw peeks around the tree and sees the female and another male. His fur bristles, as well as Blacknight's. He cautiously slouches down to show that he is a lower-rank, and signs back to Blacknight to do the same.

(it's okay, demon. also, in this rp could you please for example, instead of saying 'Whiteclaw leads Blacknight through the forest and senses a female cat around' say 'Whiteclaw lead Blacknight through the forest and sences a female cat around.' like, walked instead of walks, said instead of says, etc. If not, it's ok, I just prefer it that way.)

((Good idea, and Demon Thorn and Tigerhawk aren't together right now o.o And I think it's a little too soon :) ))

Thorn ran from the badger and climbed up the tree she met Tigerhawk by. The badger clawed at the tree, leaving deep marks, then gave up and left. Thorn let out a sigh of relief. She decided to stay up in the tree for the night.

 Blazestar curled up but couldn't sleep, he didn't know why. As it got very dark he got up to make sure Tigerhawk was coming back, and after a while of searching he found him. "Tigerhawk time to come back. It's late."

(I know. He won't find her for now.)

Tigerhawk stood up. "Alright," He said. He padded back towards camp. Too bad he hadn't seen Thorn. He could only hope that she would still be around and he would see her again.

B U M P)

(sure.)

Cinderfur padded over to Lionpelt. "Hey," She mewed. "What's up?"

Tigerhawk went to Rainheart. "Uh...can you keep a secret?"

Shadepaw crept up behind Rosepaw. Then he pounced, jumping over her, yowling, "SNEAK ATTACK!" playfully as he jumped over her.

Hollyclaw lay next to Willowpaw.

The sun shown brightly through the den opening. A calico she-cat lay curled on a pile of moss. Her eyes were open, but just slightly. After a few moments, she stood and stretched, licking a few tangled knots in her fur to straighten them out. 

She exited her den, squinting in the morning light. She sat just outside her den, grooming. After a moment, she felt another cat press his flank against hers. 

"Good morning Flowerface." The cat who spoke was a pure white tom, known as Silverpool to the clan. Flowerface, the she-cat mentioned before, butted her head against his. 

"Hello, brother." 

The two talked for a moment before separating. Silverpool went towards the entrance while Flowerface approached the apprentices' den. When she arrived, she pushed her head in. "Rosepaw, are you up yet?" she called. 

A dark gray tom emerged from the warriors' den. His orange eyes swept the camp. He wasn't really close with anyone, but everyone knew him as Tigershard. His stomach rumbled angrily; he quickly ate, and then padded over to a fellow warrior. 

"Hello, Silverpool," he murmured quietly. "Are you waiting on Shadepaw? If you are, I thought maybe the three of us could go on a hunting patrol." Tigershard desperately wanted to have an apprentice of his own; he felt it maybe would help him make friends. However, he was new to being a warrior, so it probably wasn't time. 

Something small and brown swept from bush to bush, unnoticed. It stopped, and in the stillness one could see a small she-cat. Her haunches were tense; the tip of her tail was twitching. She was hunting. 

Song pounced, just barely missing a small mouse. She grunted angrily, her ears flattening against her head. Hunting was harder than most put on to be. 

The scent of other cats filled her sensitive nose. She knew she was close now. It would be no more than a half-moon before she reached the inner-territories of a clan. Just thinking about it sent excitement through her.