Thrushsoar nodded his head in greeting, while Swallowtrill narrowed her eyes at Stormshadow and did the same thing. "Good morning, Stormshadow." Thrushsoar mewed in a pleasant tone. Swallowtrill didn't say anything, letting her brother do all the talking. "My sister and I are thinking of going hunting, perhaps we should organize a hunting patrol?" He suggested lightly.

[[Hmm, I'll make Swallowtrill crush on Stormshadow later/soon, if that's alright Snowy :p]]

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Sleetpaw scrambled to his feet when he saw Fleetfoot. "Fleetfoot!" He called, running over to his mentor. "Fleetfoot, where were you? I was waiting for ages, I bet!" Sleetpaw meant for his words to sound whiny, but his eyes sparkled. "Come on, Fleetfoot! Let's go hunting! Or training!" He felt like running around in circles like a dog. "I bet I can catch the biggest rabbit today!"

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Silverpaw shrugged. "Whatever suits you, Demonsoul." She mewed. Mistdance twitched her whiskers, amused. "Come on, Silverpaw. That's no way to treat your mentor. Put some enthusiasm in it!" 

Minkclaw poked his head out of the warriors den drowsily, having slept in. "You're looking for me, Stormshadow?" he asked with a yawn. He had been night hunting not two hours ago, and he hadn't gotten much sleep in turn. His black and white speckled fur rippled as he stretched and stepped out to fully expose himself with sunlight.

((Sorry for the shortness, I'm lost. -_-)) 

"Hey Minxclaw," Fleetfoot purred as he headed for the awakened tom. "I was looking for you. Stormshadow wants me, you and the apprentices to go patrol the DrownClan border. I'm glad to see you awake." Turning his sharp gaze onto the gorse barrier he sighed.

"Do you think DrownClan will attack?" he asked cautiously, wondering what the tom's reaction would be. "We have a few less warriors than they...and they never seemed to be the cautious type."

((It's Minkclaw, not Minxclaw. a mink is an actualy animal, I've never really heard of a minx ;) ))

"Are they being a bother?" Minkclaw said, puzzled. "he shrugged. "I think after I've had a piece of fresh kill I'll be good as ever." He took a quick glance around camp to see what was going on.

Gladestar trotted down into the steep clearing, her head held high. "Fallingstream, a word?" she called into the thick dawn setting. 

((*twitched uncomfterbly* sorreh whatever >.<

Yeah Tld-Swallowtrill can crush on Stormshadow :D))

"Good idea." Stormshadow said to Thrushsoar, "If you don't mind, I would actually like to tag along, I've found huntin quite fun these days." he said with a quiet laugh. He glanced at Swallowtrill with a curious glance, then turned his attention back to her brother, "I saw some rather plump rabbits on my way back to camp today and wanted to try my hand at catching them." he realised he was rambling and was grateful that his thick fur hid the warmness that rose in his cheeks.

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Demonsoul chuckled at his apprentice, "if you want we could do some battle training instead." he said with a shrug. ((zomg uber fail XD)) 

Fallingstream raised her head and nodded at the leader of her Clan. "Yes, Gladestar?" she asked in a puzzled voice, slipping out of the medicine cat's den with a short apology to Bloodmist for wasting her time. "Is there anything wrong?"

Shaking herself roughly to remove the last droplets of dew that had gathered on her coat from her morning hunt the deputy licked her jaws distractedly, feeling slightly put off by the metallic taste of blood. "Don't mind the cut," she unpologized uncomfortably.

[Fallingstream now crushes on Demonsoul. :3]

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"I was thinking we could hunt on the patrol, since there's time and it gives the apprentices a chance to practice their skills," Fleetfoot meowed awkwardly, not wanting to insult the warrior. "If you really want we can eat here though."

Shifting on his paws he flicked his ears nervously and awaited Minkclaw's answer.

[Sorry about that. x) I've been calling the mink by the wrong name then for years. And Fleetfoot is crushing on Lynxpaw. <3]

((What do you guys think of my new siggie? I maded it. ^-^))

"Hailtwist says he scented Burnclan over our border" Gladestar said. "I want you to keep everyone on alert." She frowned at her deputy's cut. "But please, take the time to heal, if it causes you pain, it could be detrimental to every cat." she said with a chuckle.

"That sounds fine to me" Minkclaw said, his voice still tired. "Where is Lynxpaw?" he added, a touch of anger staining his voice. 

"Out and about, I would think," Fleetfoot meowed vaguely, not sure where the she-cat was but not wanting to get her in trouble. "She may have gone hunting. We are on alert for DrownClan, but I doubt that it's too dangerous to go out alone yet. She might come back soon."

Shrugging his thin shoulders the tom licked a half-healed wound on his shoulder thoughtfully, hurt when he had accidentally been caught in a spat between two foxes. He'd escaped mostly unharmed, since the foxes hadn't seemed to notice him in their anger, but a flailing paw had caught a glancing blow on him.

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"BurnClan? They're getting provocative," she hissed angrily, digging her claws into the loam gently. "I scented something the other day, but I couldn't have been sure. It was only an apprentice, so I didn't take much mind to it. Perhaps...a scout?" The honey fur along her back rose with ire and she arched her back, claws scoring deep furrows in the earth.

"If I see their mangy pelts come around here they'll wish they had never been kitted," she meowed fiercely, her tail lashing ever so slightly with anger.

[[Hand = Paw, Snoweh  xD 

Whatever - Is that a quote? :x That splat is cool, but I'm more of a cluttered siggy person xD Of course, I made the pig one... so no comments about that D:< ]]

Mistdance sighed. "I wish I had an apprentice." She mumbled irritably. "Then I have an excuse to join you two." She gave Silverpaw a friendly nudge. "Well, I'll be off then. I think I'll go look for Fallingstream or Gladestar. They're bound to have a job for me. Don't give Demonsoul too much trouble!" Mistdance got up and scrambled off, settling down in the middle of the camp. "Good morning, Skyslash!" She called as she pa-ssed the black scarred tom.

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Skyslash nodded in acknowledgement. "Don't run too fast, Mistdance!" He warned, before padding off in search for a job to do. [[Give him something to do, please xD ]]

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Sleetpaw gave his mentor a skeptical look. "Warrior things?" He asked disbelievingly. He followed after his mentor to converse with the other warriors. Sleetpaw sighed quietly, his tail twitching restlessly.

[[Hrmm, I just realized Mistdance is the only female warrior. She certainly has lots of potential crushes xD She'll like Hailtwist, if that's alright :p ]] 

((It's from the movie musical Chicago: BEST MOVIE EVR~~~~

If you've seen it, you'd know. :3 Its about murderesses in the 50s or around that time. I'll post after school)) 

((Minkclaws looking for his apprentice, Lynxpaw. XD He's cranky

Hailtwist: *nodnod drool* ))

Gladestar purred. "I love the enthusiasm you have Fallingstream" she said "But there will not be an attack until we are sure they crossed on purpose. I would like you to increase patrols."

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"Lynxpaw!" Minkclaw barked, in the general direction of his apprentice.

"One sight of that apprentice, though, I'm going after her." Fallingstream scratched her ear distractedly. "After all, we need to give BurnClan a good warning. Just give her a few non-lethal scratches, or something." Twitching her ears the deputy gave her leader a dry look. "And don't give me any looks Gladestar. I wouldn't kill an apprentice...for no reason."

Sighing deeply she let her mind wander, wondering if BurnClan would actually end up being roguish enough to attack them, considering their strength. Life was already hard enough in DrownClan, after Dawn and Dusk.

[Anyone speak to my other cats? Really distracted here. T.T]