Sparrowfrost cleared her throat. "Mousepaw, come here." she said gently, but firmly.
Crowheart woke up from a long sleep, quickly realizing he slept in past the dawn patrol! He paniced realizing it was possible that no warriors had gone out, but he calmed, knowing that the warriors of Stormclan were smart, and someone would ahve surley organized a dawn patrol. What was important right now, was hunting patrols. "Sparrowfrost! Why don't you take Mousepaw out hunting with Rippletail and Chippaw?" he said.
Hazelfur padded up to Crowheart. "Should I go too?" she asked.
Crowheart shook his head. "Nah, you should do some training wit your apprentice, maybe take Skyshadow and her apprentice with you." he said.
Sparrowfrost nodded, and looked towards Rippletail. Hostility shone in her eyes, but her posture and body language remained calm, holding back what she was feeling. Only her frosty eyes could give her away. She didn't want Mousepaw to be so close to her mother. It was natural, but apprentices didn't go around calling their mothers 'mummy'. She had a lot to teach Mousepaw.
Cougar shook his head. "Sorry for not responding earlier, I'm Cougar that Slashes Victims, starting a new clan, well, re=starting Sunclan would be a good idea, but first we would need someone who knows all the clan ceremonies to teach us, that way the clans wouldn't doubt us. We could claim to be the scattered remains of the lost clan." (Make Deathfang come and help them!) "And just for the record, I don't think it's time for anyone to pick a leader yet. We barely know eachother, we should live together in the old Sunclan camp and get to know eachother- as a group of rouges- before forming a clan. It'd also give us the oppertunity to learn hunting and battle techniques tthat fit the territory. Then we pick the best fitted to be leader."
Rocketpaw stirred in his sleep. An unsettling dream brewing in his mind. Rocketpaw was in a stange type of forest. It had a hot and steamy air to it, and it scared Rocketpaw. He stood tall. Nothing stirred. "Hello" yelled Rocketpaw bravely. "I'll bet you're wondering why your here" said a voice behind Rocketpaw. A shadow loomed over him, ten times his size. He was scared. It was a cat shape. He whirred around to see a giant orange tabby. A strange tabby, with clearer stripes and a white underbelly, and a short mane- type thing. He didn't say a word, merely staring at the giant creature. The cat let out a throaty laugh. "I am a tiger in case you were wondering. A Roman Battle Tiger, native to the rain forests of Rome." Rocketpaw stared at the m*censored*ive figure. "Why are you here, coming to me?" stammered Rocketpaw finally, after what seemed like ages of silence. The tiger's smile turned serious. "Rocketpaw..." Rocketpaw was growing impatient. "What?!" he said angrily. "You are my last decendant." came the rasp of the tiger. "What? Impossible! I have two other siblings! I can't be the last!" protested Rocketpaw. "They aren't who you think they are." whispered the tiger and then Rocketpaw appeared in his nest.Rocketpaw awoke, confused. What was that all about?
Bloodstar looked down on the camp, deep in though. The moon shone overhead, full. There should be a gathering tonight. He thought this. But there isn't. He was beggining to doubt the battle. Shadowfang pressed on his mind. If he's the messenger of Starclan, he must know what he's saying. Starclan are disapointed with my actions.
Jadewhisper nudged Spoolkit(fullmoon) to her feet. "C'mon Spoolkit, to the medicine cat's den you go, I heard that little cough in your sleep!" she purred.
Dogkit rolled his eyes. "Mom, it's just a cough, one cough!"
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