*Heat Of Battle*A Warrior Cat Role Play

"How in StarClan is that judging your leadership?!" Willowpaw asked, now a slight hint of annoyance in her voice.
Hawkpaw's amber eyes flashed at Ravenstar's comment.


Ashpaw whispered to Ivypaw, "Look, Ravenstar's having a really hard time right now, Goldentail's getting old, and she's still getting over the Great Battle."


Ivypaw sighed. "But still, she needs to make us warriors. Patchpaw and Dovepaw should have been warrior moons and moons ago."


Please StarClan, Acornpaw prayed. Please let Ravenstar give us our warrior names.


Honeypaw looked at Willowpaw.
 
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"He's not having a hissy-fit." Sweetpaw hissed, now sitting in the entrance to the den, "Everyone is stressed, Ravenstar is the one having a hissy-fit. They just want they're warrior names, there isn't anyone here that's not on edge and you don't see them snapping at apprentices with overdue warrior ceremonies. Waterfrost's kits father is dead, Rainspark and Flamefang's parents are dead, my entire family is dead. You're acting like she's the only one in the Clan who doesn't have family members."

"Shut your muzzle, Sweetpaw, I am working here,"Nettlewater growled, placing a poppy seed in rant of Crowflight,"Eat this,"she ordered.
 
Hawkpaw's amber eyes flashed at Ravenstar's comment.


Ashpaw whispered to Ivypaw, "Look, Ravenstar's having a really hard time right now, Goldentail's getting old, and she's still getting over the Great Battle."


Ivypaw sighed. "But still, she needs to make us warriors. Patchpaw and Dovepaw should have been warrior moons and moons ago."


Please StarClan, Acornpaw prayed. Please let Ravenstar give us our warrior names.


Honeypaw looked at Willowpaw.

Growling, Ravenstar flicked her tail,"Show me,"She ordered.

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Swanpaw cocked her head,"What?"she meowed.

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"Show me.Show me your fighting skills,"
 
Growling, Ravenstar flicked her tail,"Show me,"She ordered.

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Swanpaw cocked her head,"What?"she meowed.

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"Show me.Show me your fighting skills,"
Acornpaw's jaws dropped open. "Why should we? You could've watched our training sessions. You were just too busy worrying about OTHER things."

(She's not trying to be mean Kyndra. She's just missing Amberpool and wanting to be a warrior.)
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Acornpaw's jaws dropped open. "Why should we? You could've watched our training sessions. You were just too busy worrying about OTHER things."

(She's not trying to be mean Kyndra. She's just missing Amberpool and wanting to be a warrior.)
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"Shut up and do it!Maybe she will make us warriors,"Birchpaw snapped.

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Ravenstar growled,"I am leader, You cannot tell me what I should do and not do,"She hissed.
 
Ashpaw groaned inside his head. Leaftalon made them train nonstop the other day and he was extremely tired. He didn't want to fight his friends and siblings. Maybe waiting was better. He sat a little bit closer to Sunpaw.
 
Name: Flying Dorito Burrito
Clan: Loner
Gender: Male
Age (in moons): 18
Rank: Loner
Personality: A complete dunce. Thinks trees should grow burritos instead of fruit. Will hold conversations with animals of different language dialects and believe he is holding a conversation. His favorite pastime is searching for hours on end through Twoleg garbage in the hopes of finding a discarded burrito. Thinks Clan hierarchy is some sort of game and that's why he exclusively lives on the outskirts of the territories. To him, birds are flying burritos; Fish are swimming burritos; Rocks are still burritos; The clouds are puffy burritos.
History: He was born and raised in a burrito factory as its mascot. They kicked him out into the cruel wilderness after he ate all the burritos. He thought he was going on a vacation. Somehow ended up in the midst of Clan territory and is now seriously deprived of burritos.
Description of bodily attributes: Bright red thick-pelted tom with one blue eye and one green eye. Has three ears (one ear has a second layer of skin that looks like a second ear) and his tail is completely shaved and tattooed to look like a burrito. Has a burrito freeze-brand on his shoulder.
Breed of cat or species if cat: Cat
Mate/crush: His first and only love is burritos.
Parents: They were drowned in a flood of burritos.
Siblings: He traded them for two burritos when he was scrounging on the streets for food.
Kits: Burritos
Other: Burritos
Username: Burritos
 
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