"Ashkit, please open your eyes!" Poppykit whined, prodding her sister with a small, delicate paw. Ashkit squeezed into a compactor circle, her eyes shutting tighter.
Poppykit grumbled something, before nuzzling Gingerfire's belly. Her sister had yet to open her eyes, and Poppykit was expectantly waiting. What color would they be? Blue? Green? Amber? Poppykit grinned as she remembered her mother telling her that Poppykit's eyes were a gray-blue color.
"Poppykit, don't pester Ashkit. She'll open her eyes when she's ready to," Poppykit flattened her ears to her head once she heard their mother, Gingerfire, purr, licking her daughters cheek.
"I'm tired of waiting to go outside, mother. Can I just go out now?" she asked, placing a paw on top of Gingerfire's foreleg.
Gingerfire just shook her head. Great. When will she open her eyes? Poppykit looked at Ashkit, who's eyes were still tightly closed
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Fernpaw shifted uncomfortably as Crowpaw stared coldly at her, before padding to the fresh kill pile. Her brother was not a good cat, he was set on becoming whatever he wanted to be, even if that meant cold-blooded murder.
Crowpaw disappeared into the bramble tunnel leading out of GaleClan camp, and Fernpaw took a breath of relief. He's even threatened to kill me, Fernpaw shakily got up, padding to the fresh kill pile. And that's not how it's supposed to be. The skinny gray-and-white apprentice just murmured something, before choosing a mouse.
"Fernpaw," She growled as someone called her name, only taking a bite of her mouse. Flightstar padded toward her, his golden eyes bright. "After you're done eating, Sootstorm and Crowpaw will be training with us out in the training hollow."
Fernpaw blinked, before nodding. Quickly eating the rest of her meal, she got up and trailed after Flightstar, running to his side. The large golden brown tabby blinked warmly at her, before bounding off. Fernpaw raced after her mentor, ducking underneath a low branch, and running freely out into the moors.
Kittypets will never understand this feeling, Fernpaw smiled as the wind blew through her fur, and her paws crashed through the gorse and heather.
This feeling was only brought down as she stopped, seeing Crowpaw grinning at her evilly, the two mentors unaware of a killer in their mists.
Okay, I am so so so so SORRY!!!!!!!!! I abandoned you all. I feel so terrible. I know this post is short, but please, forgive me. I promise to be active.
AND, PoplarClan is no longer up, and I believe Ana isn't active in blogger, so I'll choose a new deputy if that's the case.
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(Yayyy!!! GaleClan is up!! :D)
Blackice looked around camp. He noticed that Fawnfrost wasn't in the camp clearing. Probably sleeping... the head warrior thought. "Everyone, when you are availible, please apply more twigs to the dens. We want them to be sturdy!" he announced to the clan. He grabbed twigs and carried them over to the leaders den. He started applying them.
~Blackice
Smallpaw finished eating a mouse and trotted over to her older brother. She grabbed some twigs and started working on the medicine cats den.
~Smallpaw
Fernpaw's legs were shaking. Her brother's icy cold glare staring at her. At her heart. Before she was about to speak, her brother cut her off.
~Fernpaw
"Tanglestar! Maybe you and Sootstorm show Fernpaw and I what to do, and we do it on each other?" he suggested. He flexed his claws whenever the two mentors didn't look at him.
~Ravenpaw
Flightstar narrowed his eyes, but nodded. "Of course, Crowpaw. That'll be good training," he meowed, flicking his tail for Sootstorm to pad up to him.
Crowpaw smirked evilly, his eyes piercing into his sister's. She will pay...
~Crowpaw
Fernpaw widened her eyes. "But--" she objected but cut herself off. Its not right to go against your leader in decisions... "It is a good idea," she meowed. She avoided her brother's gaze.
~Fernpaw
Flightstar dipped his head to Fernpaw, though feeling like she had something else to say.
"Are we going to learn the way where cats don't actually hurt each other while training?" she asked, getting cautious.
~Fernpaw
Crowpaw gave her a warning glare. His haunches raised.
~Crowpaw
"Yes. Claws sheathed." Flightstar answered.
Fernpaw sighed with relief. She glared back at Crowpaw.
~Fernpaw
I'll get you some other time, when we are both alone... his eyes seemed to say.
~Crowpaw
Flightstar twitched his ear. He sensed something was wrong, but he dared not ask Fernpaw or Crowpaw.
Sootstorm walked over to his leader, his green eyes watching the apprentices.
Darkpaw and Dapplepaw helped each other apply twigs to the nursery.
Foxpaw and Applepaw went to apply twigs to the elders den.
Gingerfire nosed Poppykit who muttered something crossly. She wanted to go outside.
"Okay, you two. If you'd like, you can show Sootstorm and I all of what you know of fighting." Flightstar meowed.
(Who two?)
(Fernpaw and Crowpaw.)
Uhhh... "Okay," Fernpaw meowed. She looked over at Crowpaw and blinked. "Ready?"
~Fernpaw
Crowpaw nodded and lunged forward. Claws sheathed, he swiped at Fernpaw's head, but she ducked.
~Crowpaw
Sootstorm watched the apprentices with interest.
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