((Welcome back Eklipse! It's been slow without you around (: 

Though I must say Windprint will have issues with Silentheart, he's not about to let another tom get close to Mistsoul as easily as Cheetahwind and Patchpelt XP))

Panthergaze tipped his head back to avoid whip lash at her quickly changing subjects. He smiled slightly, figured her reason for avoiding the question was because he was still not trusted among the clan. Though coming from Hawkmask, who he believed to be the only decent cat besides Brightleaf in Iceclan so far, it was slightly hurtful. To hide his discomfort he shrugged nonchalantly. "Yeah, you kind of were." He meowed lightly, padding over where the nests were a little less thick. "There are a lot of cats." He muttered a little uncomfortably, shifting his weight from one paw to the other. This really might take some getting used to. Closing his bright green eyes for a second, Panthergaze could remember only one other time in his life he'd shared a den with so many cats. When he was a kit with his mother and littermates. "Eer, sure. a little help would be wonderful." He glanced around. "I'm figuring the best spot for me would be the front of the den to block some of the cool air from reaching more experienced warriors?" The term warrior was still a little fresh and confusing, and he hoped he was using it in the right terms.

OoC: Welcome back Eklipse! ::giggles:: The Rp was really slow without you, and now that you are back it already has more posts than when you left. xD You're the life of the party~

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ooc; Thanks Stray and Siri!! :) Oh and Siri, I switched the Bio for Windprint havin' a crush on Patchpelt... c:

BIC;

Thistlestorm looked at the smaller back she-cat. "Good..." he meowed awkwardly as she sat there staring at him. "How was yours?" he asked then looked away from the nervous cat for just a moment.  He twitched his back and grey tail in annoyance.  

Windprint padded through the clearing, stretching his long legs as the wind drifted trough the snow, and his pelt. Then he sat down to take a moment for himself, he breathed in hoping nothing annoying would pop up at his side. 

Nightpaw padded outside of the Medicine cat den, she could imagine how the moonlight washed over the camp. My mother lied to me. She lied to Poisonpaw. She padded outside, plowing through the snow. My real mother... Is Blackfang, that terror destroyed us... She tasted the air, I am h-half clan.... She new it was true, Blackfang was a FireClan and CaveClan warrior like Rainfeather and now she was too... No! I can still be loyal to this clan if I.... She paused, then padded back into the medicine cat den, hoping not to disturb the sleeping cats. I only know who my mother is... She thought and began to lay down in her nest. But.. Who is my father? I am sure Poisonpaw has that same thought echoing in her head... She closed her sightless blue eyes, then let sleep take her. 

Darkness swirled into light as Nightpaw looked around, I can see, this has to be a dream... She padded forward only to be pushed back by a mas.sive bird.  The sky began to turn to dark blue/ purple clouds and they thundered above her .  The mas.sive bird stepped forward to reveal a dark black wingspan. A Raven!! She thought, then backed away, lightning flashed across the sky like huge silver claws, then the rain came. Plastering Nightpaw's pelt to her skin, she tried to run for cover but her paws wouldn't let her. Then, it began hailing, the harsh chunks of ice fell down and pelted Nightpaw, and priced her skin. Then, everything stopped. The sky became the familiar dark blue with the pale fire of silverpelt dotted along it. The ground changed from harsh stone to the moon bathed gra.ss and Nightpaw could do nothing but stare in awe of the beautiful sight. Then a cat came into the distance, then appeared as a beautiful  cream cat with a dark brown face, paws and tail. Her eyes shone delicately, "It is time for the truth to some out.." she whispered, then set a Dark feather at her paws and the setting changed to her medicine cat den, "I never noticed it looked like that..." Nightpaw murmured as she looked around, then silver chips of ice fell onto the feather. And The beautiful cat was gone...

Darkness flooded back into Nightpaw's vision, and the feather was still lying there at her paw , along with the chips of ice. Her pelt was drenched, and she had cuts as if it really happened. "I know who my father is..."

ooc; East is back from about 16/17 days days of interestingness. During this time I shopped at a huuuuuge mall, kissed a sea lion, patted a stingray, saw a lemur, fed a lion fish, went fishing, went to the beach and got burned so badly I couldn't walk, bought two seasons of DC for cheap, walked around a town aimlessly, read like 15 books, saw my cousins that i havent seen in 2 years, became little A's(not putting her full name), my 4 year old cousin, favourite cousin, (<3 I LOVE HER!) went to my cousins wedding, flew on an aiprlane for the first time, and came home to find my room purple not orange.(Eklipse and Eletro, you know my black skate shoes with the purple laces? Yeah, the walls are the lace colour, with the computrer in my room, my closet cleaned, my little cubes all organized, my bottom bunk a futon(>) and the top bunk cleaned off with my memory fopam topper on it :)

I had a great time.

How has everyone's sumer been?

Redpaw refused to let Falconwing notice how much he appreciated her words of wisdom. Trotting along behind his calico mentor, the little red tom cursed the frozen waste land underneath his paws. It was much too cold for his taste, and he found himself thinking of home; warm and prey aplenty. But it’s every cat for himself there. Redpaw may not like that the she-cats fight, but he did like the fact that these cats were here for each other. Too bad mother didn’t know more about these cats. Steeling his heart, Redpaw refused to miss his mother. Falconwing took that opportune moment to distract him. As she told him the vulnerable parts of a warrior, Redpaw thought he would be bored to tears. I know this already! She has told me more times than there are trees in this forest! Then, the wise she-cat said something new.

“Now, I'm going to try and flip your paws out from under you so I can get a good blow to your underside. Don't let me.”