Claws & Clans - a WarriorCats RP

[BackroadGirl57]

yw! im loving these love tales, btw

Me too!

 

[TesoroSena]

yw! im loving these love tales, btw

Me too!!

 

[-Eridanus-]

Fleetstar leaned over to lick Everheart's ears, and she leaned back to nuzzle his chest. They settled together and began to lick each other, their fur mingling. "Get a den, you two!" Thornwhisker yowled from the clearing. Laughing, Fleetstar nudged Everheart, and they stretched onto their backs, then rolled backwards across Highledge until they landed in a laughing, purring pile of fur against their den.

Rainpelt pushed back a purr. She was happy that the leader had found a good mate, especially because it signaled the approach of new kits. The two cats were strong personalities, and Everheart's new status might even lead to her becoming the next deputy. ThunderClan was strong now, and it always would be.
Rainpelt rose to her paws and stretched. The prey-pile was empty save for a single crow,, she could lead a patrol to fill it. "Fleetstar? May I take a hunting patrol down to the lake?" she asked, hoping Fleetstar and Everheart could hear her.

 

[The Chick Addict]

Fleetstar leaned over to lick Everheart's ears, and she leaned back to nuzzle his chest. They settled together and began to lick each other, their fur mingling. "Get a den, you two!" Thornwhisker yowled from the clearing. Laughing, Fleetstar nudged Everheart, and they stretched onto their backs, then rolled backwards across Highledge until they landed in a laughing, purring pile of fur against their den.

I love it!!! I'll be writing an RP to continue it soon!!!

 

[BackroadGirl57]

Rainpelt pushed back a purr. She was happy that the leader had found a good mate, especially because it signaled the approach of new kits. The two cats were strong personalities, and Everheart's new status might even lead to her becoming the next deputy. ThunderClan was strong now, and it always would be.
Rainpelt rose to her paws and stretched. The prey-pile was empty save for a single crow,, she could lead a patrol to fill it. "Fleetstar? May I take a hunting patrol down to the lake?" she asked, hoping Fleetstar and Everheart could hear her.

Fleetstar heard his name called and stood to hear better. "Yes, Rainpelt, what did you say?"
Rainpelt repeated her question. Fleetstar thought for a moment, then replied, "Of course, and choose whomever you like to go with you." Rainpelt dipped her head and trotted away to choose her patrol. "Burrtail?" Fleetstar called his brother, "Take another patrol out to the oak part of the forest. Choose whomever you want."
"Certainly," Burrtail replied. He took off, calling for other warriors as he ran.

 

[BackroadGirl57]

I love it!!! I'll be writing an RP to continue it soon!!!

OK!!

 

[Addicted To Chickens]

of course!!!! would LOVE to!

Fernpaw sighed, watching Shimmerpaw's eyes go moony as she thought about Bushpaw. Those two are going to end up badly, I can tell. He thinks she's annoying, or maybe just strange, and she think's he's StarClan's gift to the lake!
He huffed unintentionally, his tail sweeping across the sunbathing stones.
"Fernpaw, would you and... ah, Shimmerpaw, go on a hunting patrol with Splashpelt and Spiderfur(made-up random warriors to fill space, anyone can control)?" Clawstar called, ears pricked for an answer.
Fernpaw leaped to his paws. "Yes, Clawstar!" he replied happily. Clawstar had read his mind -- a chance to be with Shimmerpaw... alone.
He glanced at the pretty she-cat, hoping she'd agree. Shimmerpaw looked a little annoyed but rose slowly to her paws. Whew! She's coming. Maybe we can talk about Bushpaw.

@Addicted To Chickens

Just a heads up! This is pretty long!

As the patrol padded through the forest, Fernpaw and Shimmerpaw walked side by side in the back of the patrol as the warriors had ordered them. "So, uh, Shimmerpaw, how's things with Bushpaw?" He asked trying to break the silence. "Huh? Oh yes, what about him?"She said as she was suddenly knocked out of her own thoughts. Hmmm... I wonder if Dawnpaw was telling the truth... Maybe Fernpaw does like me? Why else would he seem so overly excited to come on a patrol with me?

Before Fernpaw had a chance to answer, Splashpelt, the leader of the patrol, told them to go ahead and hunt near the camp while Splashpelt and Spiderfur went to hunt farther away.

As the apprentices padded on, closer to the camp, Fernpaw continued to try to convince her that Bushpaw was most likely going to dump her in the end. Bushpaw had done the same to several other apprentices before her. He had pretended that he liked them all back, but ended up falling in love with some other she-cat. Shimmerpaw just nodded her head and seemed like she hadn't been listening to him at all.

Fernpaw was crestfallen that she wouldn't listen to him. He wondered if she would ever like him back and realize that Bushpaw was going to cheat on her.

Suddenly, they heard small scuffling of leaves and caught the scent of mice. The mouse was very conspicuous and in plain sight for them to easily spot it. "Fernpaw, you go over there and hide under that bush while I stalk the mouse and chase him into your paws. Sound good?" Fernpaw nodded his head and padded slowly over to the bush careful not to make an alarming sound. Shimmerpaw was stealthily stalking the mouse moving slowly one paw at a time. Finally, when she was a about a tail-length away from it, she startled it and she chased it right under the bush and into Fernpaw's paws. As he gave the killing bite, Shimmerpaw was caught in her thoughts.
We actually do make a pretty good team. I wonder if we could hunt together more often.

Fernpaw looked up and noticed that she was staring at him with her dark blue eyes. They stared back at each other for what seemed like forever until he finally snapped out of it and began to thank Starclan for the fresh-kill. As they met up with Splashpelt and Spiderfur, Fernpaw was lost in his thoughts. I think she's finally warming up to me! We should spend more time together. Maybe then she'll notice me more.

As they padded into camp, he dropped the mouse on the fresh-kill pile. Dawnpaw spotted them together and was relieved that maybe Shimmerpaw was realizing that she had been foolish all along to think that Bushpaw liked her back.

As Shimmerpaw was walking along to go see what Stonepaw was up to, she had been glancing over he shoulder to look at Fernpaw. He really is handsome and really nice to me too. Maybe we can hang out some more. But while walking, she bumped right into Bushpaw. "Ready to go on that walk?" He asked with his charming tone of voice. "Oh! Uh, yes! Let's go!" She replied back enthusiastically. But at the same time she was forlorn. Shimmerpaw was now torn between two worlds. Fernpaw? Or Bushpaw?

I'll finish the part when they go on the walk either later today or tomorrow!

 

[The Chick Addict]

Fleetstar leaned over to lick Everheart's ears, and she leaned back to nuzzle his chest. They settled together and began to lick each other, their fur mingling. "Get a den, you two!" Thornwhisker yowled from the clearing. Laughing, Fleetstar nudged Everheart, and they stretched onto their backs, then rolled backwards across Highledge until they landed in a laughing, purring pile of fur against their den.

Everheart was on a hunting patrol with her clanmates, Burrtail and Rainpelt. It had been beautiful and sunny the past few days and she couldn't help admiring the sun shining through the green leaves on the oak trees of the Thunderclan territory. She thought about Fleetstar, what a wonderful and loving mate he was, and couldn't help purring with love just thinking about him. "Hey, Everheart, get your head out of the clouds!" Burrpelt snapped with annoyance at Everheart. "Oh, yes, sorry..." Everheart meowed back. Everheart lifted her muzzle, catching the scent of a juicy squirrel rustling through some leaves, searching for acorns. Everheart slowly snuck up behind it, the wind blowing so that it wouldn't catch her scent. She pounced, grabbing the squirrel by it's neck, giving a quick killing bite. "Great catch, Everheart! That squirrel is gigantic!" Rainpelt padded towards Everheart, a mouse in her mouth. "Thank you!" Everheart replied picking it up in her jaws. "Let's head back to camp now" Burrpelt meowed. As Everheart padded through the Thunderclan thorn barrier, she searched the leader's den for Fleetstar. She spotted him there, looking intently towards the thorn barrier, his eyes lighting up when he spotted her. He came down from the ledge and padded quickly towards her. "That is an amazing catch Everheart!" he looked into her green eyes with pride. "Yes it is! Would you like to share it with me?" she asked, knowing the answer already. "You know I wouldn't hesitate." Fleetstar responded playfully. They padded off together towards the fresh kill pile side by side, fur mingling.

To be continued...

 

[-Eridanus-]

Fleetstar heard his name called and stood to hear better. "Yes, Rainpelt, what did you say?"
Rainpelt repeated her question. Fleetstar thought for a moment, then replied, "Of course, and choose whomever you like to go with you." Rainpelt dipped her head and trotted away to choose her patrol. "Burrtail?" Fleetstar called his brother, "Take another patrol out to the oak part of the forest. Choose whomever you want."
"Certainly," Burrtail replied. He took off, calling for other warriors as he ran.

Rainpelt swished her tail. "Sunpaw, Firefeather, Splashear, want to come with me to the SkyClan border?" she called

 

[-Eridanus-]

Just a heads up! This is pretty long!

As the patrol padded through the forest, Fernpaw and Shimmerpaw walked side by side in the back of the patrol as the warriors had ordered them. "So, uh, Shimmerpaw, how's things with Bushpaw?" He asked trying to break the silence. "Huh? Oh yes, what about him?"She said as she was suddenly knocked out of her own thoughts. Hmmm... I wonder if Dawnpaw was telling the truth... Maybe Fernpaw does like me? Why else would he seem so overly excited to come on a patrol with me?

Before Fernpaw had a chance to answer, Splashpelt, the leader of the patrol, told them to go ahead and hunt near the camp while Splashpelt and Spiderfur went to hunt farther away.

As the apprentices padded on, closer to the camp, Fernpaw continued to try to convince her that Bushpaw was most likely going to dump her in the end. Bushpaw had done the same to several other apprentices before her. He had pretended that he liked them all back, but ended up falling in love with some other she-cat. Shimmerpaw just nodded her head and seemed like she hadn't been listening to him at all.

Fernpaw was crestfallen that she wouldn't listen to him. He wondered if she would ever like him back and realize that Bushpaw was going to cheat on her.

Suddenly, they heard small scuffling of leaves and caught the scent of mice. The mouse was very conspicuous and in plain sight for them to easily spot it. "Fernpaw, you go over there and hide under that bush while I stalk the mouse and chase him into your paws. Sound good?" Fernpaw nodded his head and padded slowly over to the bush careful not to make an alarming sound. Shimmerpaw was stealthily stalking the mouse moving slowly one paw at a time. Finally, when she was a about a tail-length away from it, she startled it and she chased it right under the bush and into Fernpaw's paws. As he gave the killing bite, Shimmerpaw was caught in her thoughts.
We actually do make a pretty good team. I wonder if we could hunt together more often.

Fernpaw looked up and noticed that she was staring at him with her dark blue eyes. They stared back at each other for what seemed like forever until he finally snapped out of it and began to thank Starclan for the fresh-kill. As they met up with Splashpelt and Spiderfur, Fernpaw was lost in his thoughts. I think she's finally warming up to me! We should spend more time together. Maybe then she'll notice me more.

As they padded into camp, he dropped the mouse on the fresh-kill pile. Dawnpaw spotted them together and was relieved that maybe Shimmerpaw was realizing that she had been foolish all along to think that Bushpaw liked her back.

As Shimmerpaw was walking along to go see what Stonepaw was up to, she had been glancing over he shoulder to look at Fernpaw. He really is handsome and really nice to me too. Maybe we can hang out some more. But while walking, she bumped right into Bushpaw. "Ready to go on that walk?" He asked with his charming tone of voice. "Oh! Uh, yes! Let's go!" She replied back enthusiastically. But at the same time she was forlorn. Shimmerpaw was now torn between two worlds. Fernpaw? Or Bushpaw?

I'll finish the part when they go on the walk either later today or tomorrow!

Fernpaw watched the two trot away and dug his claws into the dirt. What did Shimmerpaw see in Bushpaw?
He dragged himself forlornly over to the fresh-kill pile and picked out a fat minnow. The fishy flavor tasted a little stale -- maybe a day or so old.
He swung around to Dawnpaw. "What does she see in that mouse brain?" he hissed angrily. "I try to talk to her and chat and tell her that I like her, and then Bushpaw struts up and he's all she can talk about!"
His shoulders drooped. "Maybe I'll go out again with her tomorrow."