PrideClan - A Clan of Brave and Strong cats

Hey can I throw in Lilypaw with the group?)

Gingerheart spotted Littlestorm from his spot where he was sunbathing. He yawned then gave his shoulder a quick lick before standing up and joining her. "Hey," he greeted. He stretched and shook out his pelt. "Hey, you wanna go hunting?"

Gingerheart flicked his tail and debated leaving now. "I think we should wait to see if another cat wants to join first. That way we can have more prey to come back, even if it is newleaf."

wow, theres may more pages than when i went to sleep. whats going on in the plot?
@jayfeather23
Hollypaw spotted a scrawny mouse. She crouched, trying to get as close as possible with out making a sound. She pounced, successfully catching the mouse. Head high, she quickly buried to search for another one. Thats one more mouse for the clan!

Littlestorm nodded and looked around for someone else to join them. She stayed in the sun and glanced often at Gingerheart for what to do. The camp seemed quiet today and the tiny cat wondered if something interesting would happen soon. She felt like being an apprentice had been more interesting that being a warrior though she had more options of what to do as a warrior than she had before. "Who should we bring with us?"

(I'm about to fall alseep btw if I do just continue without me)

Gingerheart flicked his tail in greeting. "Hi, Talonfrost. Hey, you wanna go hunting with us?"

Ginz are we still on the patrol?)

(very small time jump)
Hollypaw gleefully jogged to camp with two mice in her mouth. She padded into camo and looked for Talonfrost. "Talonfrost! I did it" She yelled through the mice, everything coming out all muffled. Holly dropped her mice on the freshkill pile and padded over to him with a bounce in her step.

@hollyyy I am going to poof him back and forth. And to tag me use Cookiecollector94 )
Talonfrost laid on the ground not able to see if Hollypaw caught the prey she saw, but who knew.

Gingerheart noticed Hollypaw's catch. "Nice!" he complimented.

He looked over at Mistheart. "Yeah, you can join us. Not sure who else will join."

I'm confused what's going on and I'm also going to nap so I gotta go I'll just jump in later)

"Thanks, Gingerheart! Oh, and I'd like to join!!" Hollypaw seldom went on patrols; she was a new apprentice. I hope I don't mess up! She shifted from paw to paw. Holly was anxious to leave camp, but also afraid.
(i hoped i used that semicolon correctly lmao)

"Well, it looks like Hollypaw is joining. I think there are enough cats," Mistheart said rather plainly. "Oh, and good catch, Hollypaw. Keep up the good work." She was proud of her younger sister. Hollypaw has been doing good so far as an apprentice. I hope she keeps up the good work. She has potential, definitely. Mist thought.

@hollyyy 🕷-𝓖𝓲𝓷𝓰𝒆𝓻
"Okay, just drop the prey you caught down at the fresh-kill pile Hollypaw and come back.", told the tabby warrior with a small purr escaping from him. Talonfrost then glanced at Gingerleaf. "So are we ready?",asked the tom to his friend.

(I'm dying over how awkward everyone in this clan is, oh my God.)

Dapplestorm watched Pidgeonwing carefully from the corner of his eye. He certainly was an interesting young tom, ever-moving, always speaking faster than Dapplestorm could keep up. For a moment there, he was almost sure Pidgeonwing didn't even realize how out of his element was, like he was talking to any other warrior over the fresh-kill pile, and that was...

He didn't know what to do with it.

"That's okay," he meowed, doing his best to sound reassuring. His thoughts wandered inevitably to Leafsplash, bristling at his side as they moved further and furthered from camp. "I know plenty of brave warriors who don't like to be alone out here."

Overhead, a bird flashed by, catching Dapplestorm's attention. Around him, the forest was alive with sounds - the distant chirping of robins, the quiet croak of a frog, the rush of the wind.

"If we don't need water after all," he added thoughtfully, "maybe we could just go hunting. That way, he can go back with something that might help the clan."

Leafsplash's cheerful smile fell away as Fishspot continued speaking. Her paws faltered momentarily as she was taken off guard, but with a sense of vague determination, she carried forward, trying not to let her tread betray her uncertainty.

"But Fishspot," she started, then abruptly stopped, scrambling for a response that didn't make her sound like a fumbling kit. Forcing some lightness into her voice, she continued, "You're still my mentor. Don't think that I don't need you anymore just because I'm not a 'paw anymore. Don't you think there's a reason medicine cat apprentices stay apprentices even with their full name until their mentors are - no longer medicine cats?"

Dead was not a word her lips knew how to form in relation to Fishspot.

"Besides," she added, feigned cheer stripped away, leaving only a serious kind of gentleness behind, "the clan needs you, too. You do such a good job of taking care of us. And I -"

She swallowed the tide of emotion rising in her throat. There were things, she knew, that she had not told Drizzlefall, back when she had been young and naive and he had seemed so infinitely indestructible, so untouchable. And now, now that the world had ripped her blissful ignorance away from her and knew never to take a loved one for granted again, she still struggled to spit the words out, like voicing her affection meant acknowledging that they were somehow only mortal.

"I need you for more than just collecting herbs," she finished. "I thought you knew that."