Warriors: (like the books)

I am sooo sorry I forgot that they had to have had an apprentice umm I will fix that. .. As far as I know the deputy sleeps in the warriors den ..... Sorry this is sooo short


Cinderstar

"But he can't be deputy! He hasn't had an apprentice yet!" Rainstorm howled. I cringed. What if my plan failed? I recovered myself.

“Rainstorm, I am aware of that fact, but I am also aware that Wolffang has been in this clan for four years. For most of that time he was a warrior. I think he can handle deputy. After the gathering I am giving him an apprentice anyway.” I leaped down from the high rock with a sigh. I couldn’t talk to Wolffang right now.

Sandstorm

I ran just behind Hailfur. The moon shone above this bright and beautiful, but I was depressed. This night was going to be awful. I was going to see my old clan mates again. I cringed. Ashenpaw would be an apprentice now. He hated me.

My thoughts wondered. So much had happened since yesterday. A new deputy!


Mudpaw

I leaped across the rocks leading to the gathering. This was my first one, and I was bursting with excitement. As our clan mixed with the other cats I sat watching Wolffang. He deserved to be deputy. I wished he was my trainer instead of Rainstorm.

Now that Wolffang had become deputy he was even crabbier. My thoughts were interrupted as Stonestar began to speak.

Wolffang:

Wolffang sighed as Stonestar began to speak. His eyes were scanning the mass amounts of cats boredly, trying to see if he could see his sister, Spottedheart from Caveclan. Her yellow eyes looked up, meeting his blue ones, and Wolffang looked away swiftly, his heart thundering against his ribcage. In all his years that he'd been away from Caveclan, he was still unable to meet those... those eyes. It was like they were seeing into your very soul.

After his breathing calmed, he tuned into what Stonestar was saying. "-medicine cat became pregnant. It's a very upsetting thing, seeing as though when it happened, she wasn't at fault. In other words, I warn all of you to travel in pairs, as their is a pack of rogues in each of out lands." Wolffang shot his gaze to his sister, who was also Caveclan's medicine cat. He finally realized just how swollen she was. Her eyes glazed over, and Wolffang finally built up the courage to trek over to her, eyes sorrowful.

"Hi..." he breathed softly, nuzzling his sister's neck. She, surprisingly didn't push him away.

"Hey.." she turned her gaze to the ground, trying to look away from the leaders. Wolffang didn't bother to listen with Cherryclan's leader began to speak.

"I'm here for you." Wolffang smiled, feeling Spottedheart lean against him with a deep sigh, her eyes closing.

"I just wish you were back with Caveclan." She mrrowed, causing a lump to grow in Wolffang's throat.

"I know," he managed to croak, eyes downcast. "It'll be alright though... I'll see if I can get permission to come and see you whenever I can... but Stonestar may not be so inviting with the proposition, nor will Cinderstar... not after what happened."

"What happened?" Spottedleaf asked softly, eyes still closed. Wolffang felt as though they were kits again. He gently licked Spottedheart between the ears, like their mother had done so many times before.

"Nothing you need to worry about." Wolffang smiled, looking back up at the rock the leaders were seated upon. Cinderstar was looking straight at his, with an unreadable look in her eyes. Wolffang's gaze hardened, and he continued to listen to the leader's speak, Spottedheart still leaning against him.

I am still writing what Cinderstar says for her speech ....

I made some new cats, but anyone can control them:
Petalwhiskers – Cave clan
Silverstar – leader of Caveclan

Sandstorm

As I walked by Quailstorm she bristled and bared her teeth. I cringed my tail going between my legs like a dog. Quailstorm had been one of my best friends. We had trained together, ate together, become warriors together. Then it had all fallen apart. Like the rest of my life. We had been able to relate to each other in everything. Then I had a kit, and I ran. Quailstorm never ran.

I couldn’t meet her accusing gaze so I walked on. Petalwhiskers from Cave clan shoved passed me, and I stumbled. Like I had thought before the night was not going well. That’s when I ran right in to Ashenpaw. He turned still purring from some joke, but when he saw me his eyes turned to ice.

“Can we talk?” I asked.

“Fine, guys I’ll be back in a minute save me a spot.” We walked off Ashenpaw’s fur on end.

“What do you want? Can’t you tell I am busy? I have a life you know. I don’t-” I cut him off.

“I just wanted to say I’m sorry, and that I didn’t mean for this to happen. I know you won’t forgive me, and I don’t deserve to be forgiven.” As I waited for him to respond Silverstar began to speak.


Featherpaw

I was bursting with excitement. My first gathering! But, most of the excitement was drowned out by nervousness. I stayed almost pressed against Hailfur. Cloudwhiskers was sick, but I really didn’t think so. He had been perfectly fine until the sun started to set. Was he embarrassed of me? I hoped not. I was trying my very best, and still It seemed I couldn’t do anything right. Was my best good enough?

“Everything will be fine. If anyone asks you about Cloudwhiskers just tell them the truth. No one expects you to talk unless you are asked questions. You will soon see that most cats are very kind, especially to new apprentices. You won’t have to do a thing.” Hailfur droned on just like over worried mothers do. It didn’t comfort me very much, but I wouldn’t tell her that.

For the rest of the night I was my mother’s shadow. Until a cat she later learned was Grayfur started to talk.

“Hey, so I heard you are a “paw” now! I always wondered what it would be like to become a medicine cat. Secretly when I was your age I wished I was one! But, I am glad things didn’t go that way. I love my kits very much.” Finally someone I wasn’t nervous around. This queen made me feel like I was in the nursery.

“Do I know you?” I asked purring.

“Oh, I’m sorry. I am actually good friends with your mother even though we only get to see each other once a moon. Hailfur is a very good cat. I hope you appreciate her.” I realized Hailfur wasn’t with me anymore.

“I do appreciate her, and I better go find her.” I said excusing myself.


Mudpaw

I loved gatherings. I had slipped away from Rainstorm without him noticing, and now a bunch of apprentices were around me.

“We both got three huge fish, and it was only my first time!” I was telling when Wolffang had taken me fishing. I loved the oos and ahhs that the story got, even if it was exaggerated a little bit. Another cat started story. I wondered if Wolffang was going to be too busy with his deputyship to still hunt with me. He would be even busier with an apprentice. He hadn’t even talked to me for almost two days now.

I glanced up. Rainstorm!


Rainstorm

I listened intently to two of the speakers. Then I curled my tail around Mudpaw. But, Mudpaw wasn’t there. What trouble had he gotten into? As I walked through the crowd I saw Wolffang and Spottedheart. I knew Spottedheart was Wolffang’s sister. She was the medicine cat that got pregnant I realized. What were they doing?

But, I needed to find Mudpaw. He should be listening to the leaders not goofing off. Finally I spotted him with a group of apprentices. I walked up holding back my frustration.

“Mudpaw, Cinderstar is about to speak. Let’s go find a spot near the front.” Hailfur had told me I needed to be less harsh. Was I doing it right?

“Alright, see you guys.” Said Mudpaw. Maybe . . . .

*Okay, I'll wait for that(: Meanwhile, Oddkit's going to cause some mishcief, and worry among the clan(:*

Oddkit:

Oddkit pounced, rather savagely, on the beetle that was scurrying its way across the camp ground. She jumped back, only her back legs, and sprung forward again, feeling the thing crush beneath her paws. Her eyes gazed up at the moon, which was clear of clouds. Maybe the gathering was going alright! With a cheeky grin, she bounced over to the entrance of camp, looking out under the brush, the scent of a mouse flooding into her nostrils. With slavering jaws, she set out to find it. Hey, she was six moons, and surely, she was able to take a mouse down! They were just like bigger beetles!

With a grin, she crouched low, her belly brushing the forest floor. The mouse sat their, chewing on a seed. She sprung forward, landing on the mouse, and digging her claws into the flesh. She delivered a swift bite to the mouse's neck, and it fell limp in her jaws.

Satisfied, she turned back to walk to camp, coming nose to snout with something that smelled horribly wretched. It had a long snout, and glowing ember eyes. Looking up with her oddly colored eyes, Oddkit dropped her prey in fear. The fox before her snarled, showing its teeth. With a yowl, Oddkit shot through the forest, leaping for a large oak tree. She dug her claws into its trunk, and pulled herself up to the first branch, the fox below yipping loudly and jumping up to try and reach her, its jaws snapping hungrily.

I will post about Oddkit tomorrow. Maybe Cloudwhiskers could notice she is gone ...

Cinderstar

I stepped forward. It was my turn to speak. All those faces, even though I had been a leader for a year they still made me terrified. I made myself start before I could freeze.

“Bushclan has lots of news. We have two new apprentices, Featherpaw and Mudpaw.” I waited until the yowling died down.
“You also will not be seeing Shadowpelt. She has stepped down from her post, and our new deputy is Wolffang.” As I said this I met his eyes. He seemed distracted though and turned back to his confused looking sister.

“Now that the days grow longer our prey multiplies.” All is well with our clan. I ended my short speech a little too quickly. I had so many emotions roiling inside me it was hard not to let them show.

*Alright, but Cloudwhiskers wont be able to fight the fox off alone*

Wolffang :

Wolffang nuzzled his sister's neck, and then padded away from her, towars the leaders' rock, his eyes gazing up at Cinderstar. She looked down, and Wolffang flicked his tail, Cinderstar looking away quickly. Wolffang turned his gaze up to the moon, which was bright and clear.

With a small sigh, he turned his head back down, the gathering coming to a close.

(all I got, sorry:(

Cloudwhiskers

I padded out of my den. I was about to walk to the dirt place when I saw Oddkit sneaking out of camp! She was in a hunter’s stance following a mouse. I followed, but slowly. She could have a bit of fun before I reprimanded her. When I finally caught up with her she had the mouse in her jaws. This kit was going to be a hunter.

That’s when I smelled it, the stench of fox. At the same moment I heard Redfern’s yowl. I couldn’t respond, because a fox stepped out of the brush. Oddkit was frozen in terror for a second. Then as the fox lunged she shot away. I followed. She scrambled up a tree a puff ball in her fright. The fox sat below her snapping its jaws.

I started to stalk, making not a sound. Even though I was a medicine cat I still had been taught some Warrior skills. When I was about an inch away from the fox’s bushy tail I pounced, biting down hard. It screeched spinning so fast I could barley react. I leaped away from its crunching teeth yowling for Oddkit to get away. I started to run hoping that the fox would follow. I was right. I dogged this way and that. I could always smell its rank breath on my back.

I finally turned surprising it. I leapt on its back raking with my claws. It didn’t know which way to turn. After making some scars in its pelt I leaped to a tree. I climbed it and then leaped to another one. In this way I got far enough away from the fox that it wouldn’t detect me. Then I raced back to the tree where Oddkit had been. There she sat eyes still wide.

“Can you come down?” I asked.

“I don’t think so.” Her voice quavered. I was losing blood fast, and I needed to get back to camp. I climbed the tree and carried her down, and when I finally got back to camp all the cats still there were franticly searching.

SOrry my characters havent been on, I was banned from the computer... By the way, these clans are actually clans in my fanfic, I just was too lazy to make up new clans anyone cares I poseted the first part on here , and I'm going to put the next now
Mistydawn

Sitting on the ground in the forest, I pondered how to get rid of the leader, he was being more careful of TRees now, so that wouldnt work, a fox! I could spring a fox on him! SOmehow...

HAwkfire
Stalking a mouse, I remembered my sister as I had been doing more often, she had been so pretty, and clever... Catching a mouse, I added it to my finch and squirrel, padding back to camp, I felt a drop of rain hit my back, turning and running, I barely made it back to camp before teh downpour started

StarClan

Slipping into the BushCLan leaders dreams, an ancient grey spirit whispered into the cats ear
"A kit will be born in this clan, the kit will ravage the clans,flying throught the ranks of BushClan, you must protect them."

This dead?

(Hope you don't mind my second character, I'll be more active now that I'm not so busy.)

Name: Foxcloud
Gender: She-cat (Female)
Role: Warrior
Clan: Cherryclan
Personality: Defiant and Rebellious. Was difficult as an apprentice but grew up a little bit and tried to act older once she became a warrior. She is loyal to her clan, though she tries to help/shows mercy on rogues and loners.
Appearance: Mid-length ginger fur with black paws, ears and tail. She also has a white underbelly and tailtip, along with green eyes. She is Neither lithe nor bulky.
Family: None to note. Let me know if you want her to be related/close to your character.
Likes/Hates: Dislikes unfair fights and disagreements, even if she is on the winning side. Likes water.
Up for love: Sure, but she won't go for just anybody.
Other: Nothing.

Name: Graymoon
Gender: tom
Clan: an outsider for the moment.

Appearance: Dark-gray fur except for a black tail-tip and a splash of
white on his left ear.

Personality: Friendly and very outgoing, though he tends to become
tongue-tied around she-cats. Graymoon is well-liked for his patience
and gentle way with kits.

Family: No cat knows, as he stumbled into Clan territory one night.

Likes/hates: likes chatting it up, being around kits; dislikes
having to fight but can be fierce at times.

Up for love? Honestly, he doesn't know.

Foxcloud; Cherryclan

Foxcloud sunk her teeth down into the small neck of a sparrow, killing it quickly. She picked it up and carried it with her, figuring she wouldn't catch much else on this night hunt. Her ears flicked up at a sound a few fox-lengths ahead, and she crept up to a patch of brambles, dropping her sparrow as she peered through and tasted the air. She could see something with gray fur.

Squirrel?

She thought, the idea being pushed away when she scented it was a cat - and saw it was much larger than a squirrel. Abandoning her sparrow, she skirted around the brambles and slid between a couple of slick and wet bushes. Foxcloud watched the cat for a few moments before sliding out of the bushes and into his few.

"What are you doing in Cherryclan territory?" She asked, flicking her tail.

Graymoon, rouge:

"Oh, me? I'm... ah... I wasn't hunting. Well, I was but..."

I could tell the stranger was trying not to laugh at my antics.

"All right. I'm looking for someplace to call home. Don't suppose you..."
What was it with me? I stared down at my forepaws.

The stranger stepped forward. "I'm not going to eat you, fish.
I only bite strangers when there's a battle on."

(Hey Guys.

I know I just said I'd be more active, but I ran into some issues, so I'm not really sure when I'll be on here again. >.< I apologize for that though.)

"Star clan said, Mist and wolf will meet. They seem unmatched. One will get help. A betrayer of her own clan. But, what clan is she loyal too?” - this is something star clan said .... just wanted to remind everyone..