~Warriors RP~ ThunderClan, RiverClan, WindClan, ShadowClan

[OwlLover]

It turned out four kits were born. Shadefeather helped Specklefur to the nursery, while Smokepaw and Duskpaw prepared a nest for the new queen. The kits yewled; they were looking for their mother, and were quite hungry.

(You can keep two of them, if you'd like.)

"Shadowpelt, Silverstripe, come with me on patrol," Pebbleclaw ordered beneath the Highrock. Silverstripe had noticed that he was starting to act more and more like a leader every day.

 

[SilkiesForEver]

Afterwards, four more kits were born. Shadefeather helped Specklefur to the nursery, while Smokepaw and Duskpaw prepared a nest for the new queen. The kits yewled; they were looking for their mother, and were quite hungry.

(You can keep two of them, if you'd like.)

"Shadowpelt, Silverstripe, come with me on patrol," Pebbleclaw ordered beneath the Highrock. Silverstripe had noticed that he was starting to act more and more like a leader every day.

Sagestar picked up one of the kits, directing Thistleclaw to do the same. The large golden tom scooped up two in his large jaws, being careful to hold them gently. They both headed towards the nursery, bringing the tiny kits to their mother.

(Thanks!)

Shadowpelt blinked from his nap, surprised to hear his name called. Obediently, he rose, and followed Pebbleclaw.

 

[OwlLover]

The four kits suckled at Specklefur's belly.

Owlpaw muttered angrily as she came out of the nursery. She should have been made a warrior moons ago! Then she remembered why, but still. Littlepaw and Duskpaw looked at her with wide eyes as she went into the apprentice's den, while Smokepaw openly sneered.

Halfway through the patrol, Pebbleclaw stopped. "Go ahead without me; I'll be right there with you," he meowed, slinking into the bushes.

 

[SilkiesForEver]

The four kits suckled at Specklefur's belly.

Owlpaw muttered angrily as she came out of the nursery. She should have been made a warrior moons ago! Then she remembered why, but still. Littlepaw and Duskpaw looked at her with wide eyes as she went into the apprentice's den, while Smokepaw openly sneered.

Halfway through the patrol, Pebbleclaw stopped. "Go ahead without me; I'll be right there with you," he meowed, slinking into the bushes.

Thistleclaw peeked his head in, clearly worried for Specklefur. He had grown to like her, and hated seeing her in pain. "Um.." He began awkwardly. "Want anything? Water? Food?" he offered.

Sagestar uttered a sharp hiss at Smokepaw, silencing the kitten.

Shadowpelt frowned, cocking his head. He nodded, walking ahead.

 

[OwlLover]

"No," Specklefur mewed, "thank you though, Thistleclaw," she mewed gratefully.

Smokepaw's ears fell back, and she mumbled something under her breath. Owlpaw gave Smokepaw a deadly glare.

Later....

After the patrol, Pebbleclaw came racing into the camp. "Rogues are attacking!!"

 

[ChickieBooBoo]

I think I'll just start with a rogue and then have him join a Clan.


Name: Pepper
Clan: None yet
Family: One sister named Taffy, kittypet in twolegplace
Gender: Male
Other: Pepper is a fairly kind hearted tom, although a little rough around the edges. He was born a kittypet but left as a young "apprentice" age cat to become a rogue. He fell in with BloodClan and spent some time under Scourge's command before leaving to the forest. He has a knack for getting into trouble and often breaks rules. Overall, he is laughable and witty, always has a quick, sarcastic comeback and isn't afraid to speak his mind.
Rank: Rogue
Picture or Description: A fairly slender, pale grey tabby with long, thick fur and unnusually long whiskers. He has a sharply defined face, pointy ears and a long, thin tail
Username: ChickieBooBoo

 

[OwlLover]

I think I'll just start with a rogue and then have him join a Clan.


Name: Pepper
Clan: None yet
Family: One sister named Taffy, kittypet in twolegplace
Gender: Male
Other: Pepper is a fairly kind hearted tom, although a little rough around the edges. He was born a kittypet but left as a young "apprentice" age cat to become a rogue. He fell in with BloodClan and spent some time under Scourge's command before leaving to the forest. He has a knack for getting into trouble and often breaks rules. Overall, he is laughable and witty, always has a quick, sarcastic comeback and isn't afraid to speak his mind.
Rank: Rogue
Picture or Description: A fairly slender, pale grey tabby with long, thick fur and unnusually long whiskers. He has a sharply defined face, pointy ears and a long, thin tail
Username: ChickieBooBoo

In!

 

[ChickieBooBoo]

Pepper picked his way gingerly through the long, thick grass on the forests edge. His fur spelled strongly of twoleg place and strange cats, but he looked well kept and well fed for a rogue. The grass pulled uncomfortably on his fur and he stiffled a snort of distaste. Only moments ago he had crossed a well marked scent line (ThunderClan), and knew that making loud, unnecessary noises wasn't a great idea. Although he had never met or seen a forest cat, he had heard about them several times and knew of the nearest Clan to him, ThunderClan. Their lifestyle intrigued him and today he hoped to find a home with them. He shuffled through the grass as quickly as possible, and later emerged under a thick canopy of trees. The scents, though foreign, were oddly comforting as he continued to wander.

 

[OwlLover]

Sunfire led a patrol with Riverfall, Thrushpelt, Shadetail, and Nettlepaw behind him. His fur began to rise as he picked up the scent of an intruder. "Do you smell that?" He murmured to Thrushpelt.

"Yeah..." The gray tom murmured back.

"Let's shred them!" Nettlepaw yowled, beginning to run off. Shadetail grabbed her by the tail just in time.

"Are you a complete mousebrain?!" She hissed. Nettlepaw lowered her head shamefully.

 

[ChickieBooBoo]

Pepper pricked his ears, his senses jumping to hyper alert as the sound of a yowling cat sounded not far from him. It was too far for him to identify what was said, but the tone was relatively clear. He paused for a moment and debated whether or not to wait and be found, or get a better idea of what he was dealing with before revealing himself. After hesitating for a second, his time with BloodClan won out and he clawed his way up a nearby tree to see if he could spot the yowling cat from above. If Scourge had taught him anything, it was to know your enemy.