I promise... *A warrior cat RP*

Finchstripe hauled herself to her paws and gave herself a brisk shake. Sunlight streamed through the warriors den. Her jaws parted in a large yawn. After a stretch or two, she trotted out from the warriors den. Feeling as cheerful as the sunshine, she bounded across the clearing to a cluster of warriors. "How did the gathering go?" She asked them, flicking an ear inquisitively.
(I think maybe we should play the gathering out.)
 
Nightpaw let out an exasperated growl. "Well, stop trying, you aren't helping! Fix yourself first before trying to be a hero to everyone else!" She hissed, turning and limping towards the medicine cat's den. She didn't have time to argue with this stupid tom, especially since she'd held out on getting her paw looked at for more injured clanmates.

Nightpaw shot her an annoyed look and grumbled something about why cats had night vision if they really had to sleep when it got dark.
“I’m no other cats ‘hero’! I just try to listen when there’s trouble. Sometimes to fix yourself you have to have others help. Goodnight Nightpaw.”
 
Dawnpaw woke up. Cats were talking, and he kept quiet. When everyone settled down, he walked over to Nightpaw, "Whats happening?" He asked confused.




(He has a crush on her, but doesn't know it yet.)
(But it will get kinda obvious.)
( :) )
Hiddenpaw raced over to Dawnpaw and mewed, “Hey, can we finish the warriors den together tomorrow?” She was a bit nervous since she liked Dawnpaw a little bit.
 
Auburnleaf sat down inside the tree, running her rough paws around the smooth inside of the tree, where markings were drawn. She sat patiently. 8 cats appeared bringing her lives.
A cat with a short blue pelt lighter than her own. Waterdawn's father. She bowed a head to him.
"I am Myrtlebranch, and I am Waterdawn's father. I have come to give you the life you need the most. Loyalty. Give your loyalty to your clan and never forget to be loyal to your family. You may sometimes forget. Make sure to support my son."
This life filled her with pain as it rushed through her. "Don't worry, that one's the worst." Myrtlebranch winked a starry eye.
Auburnleaf was his adopted mother, so then the mother of Waterdawn came.
Blackbranch, her mother, and Whistlebreeze, her father, blue pelts flowing with stars. Love and strength.
Featherkit, her dead sister, Berrybird, Ripplepaw, and Copperpelt. All the lives rushed in and her breath was irregular. It ended, and her breath slowed. She had a long journey ahead of her. But she did not stop.
 

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