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Post by ᴏᴡʟ on Jan 23, 2017 14:48:03 GMT -5
[ oo this should be fun. What clan is she in? ] |
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Post by ⭐ 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖜𝖎𝖙𝖈𝖍-𝖖𝖚𝖊𝖊𝖓 on Jan 23, 2017 15:05:58 GMT -5
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Post by Sand 🎃 on Jan 23, 2017 19:57:49 GMT -5
- - Hollyfrost x Sorrelflank
Hollyfrost felt a little bit of annoyance prickle at her pelt as she watched Sorrelflank dismiss her little spiel. A soft sigh drifted from her as she watched the sorrel furred cat get up and turn to the fresh-kill pile. Flicking her tail anxiously, she shook her head. "No, I'm okay. I already ate. I'll eat probably later tonight, after the clan is fed." The fluffy black she-cat meowed in response. She was unsure if there was a hint of impatience in her own mew, but she just brushed it off. If Sorrelflank wanted to get things done quickly, why not act impatient? She twitched her whiskers, listening to the she-cat agree with her decision on where to hunt.
Some part of Hollyfrost urged her to slow down and let the she-cat take her time, but she knew that every cat would be fully waking up soon. With so few apprentices since the Dark Forest battle, the youngest warriors were left to help the few apprentices take care of the elders, queens, and kits. Hollyfrost, unlike most, actually adored caring for queens, kits, and elders. It made her feel useful to give to her clan. Especially when the code said to. I follow the code so I can prove myself, and be the best warrior i can possibly be. She reminded herself, flattening her ears a tad bit. She sighed and looked at Sorrelflank. "Hurry up now, the queens and elders shouldn't be left waiting while you stuff your mouth." She mumbled. Hollyfrost couldn't help the impatience that she felt. Maybe it was because of the differences she and Sorrelflank shared. Of all cats it had to be a hunting patrol with her. .}} Sorrelflank && Hollyfrost .}} Of course she's going eat after that clan's been fed, why did you even bother with an offer? Sorrelflank thought, slightly scolding herself. She wasted a small amount of time on Hollyfrost, just to ask a simple question when she could have been eating. And in that amount of time, she could have finished her meal and headed off with her clanmate. Instead, here she was, picking up a lousy, cold blackbird from the fresh kill pile.
Whether Hollyfrost was impatient or not, it no longer mattered to the sorrel-colored she-cat as she took a seat not far from her hunting partner. Quickly picking the feathers off the blackbird, she began devouring it at a pace that was probably not the best. With some feathers sticking out of her maw, her almond shaped eyes wandered over to the black she-cat, whow as demanding she hurried up. Can't get a moment of peace with this one, she heeded, rolling her eyes directly at the impatient warrior.
"Geez, I know; how many times do you have to repeat yourself? Do you think I'm that ignorant?" Sorrelflank meowed, pawing at the feathers in her maw as she swallowed the rest of the bird. With her tail flicking behind her, she swatted the black bird's feathers away from her before giving Hollyfrost a glance. "Ready to go or are you going to sit there and keep giving me that look of yours? If you want to continue your whining, I'd be fine with leaving you behind that way I can get some hunting done in peace." |
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Post by Deleted on Jan 24, 2017 4:13:33 GMT -5
☁︎ out of character ☁︎ sorry !
☁︎ roleplay ☁︎ |
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Post by -` gumi ´- .✫ 🐾 on Jan 26, 2017 11:54:50 GMT -5
[ hello hello; I am here  so, I'm unable to answer roleplays and stuff today; so I will reply to everyone hopefully tomorrow. I apologize in advanced for being gone; semester two of school just recently started and I'm trying to stay on track. I'll answer everything when I get the chance ]
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Lesbian
#ACEBF6
Name Colour
Feathertalon
Bird Overlord
unofficial chicken whisperer
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Post by Feathertalon on Jan 26, 2017 13:37:10 GMT -5
[ take your time, there's no rush. school is a lot more important than role-playing. c: ]
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Post by Sand 🎃 on Jan 26, 2017 20:25:59 GMT -5
{{ all good, minho! take all the time you need ^^ }}
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Post by Deleted on Jan 27, 2017 5:33:17 GMT -5
☁︎ out of character ☁︎ like the others said, no pressure. take your time !
☁︎ roleplay ☁︎ |
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Post by -` gumi ´- .✫ 🐾 on Jan 29, 2017 11:06:59 GMT -5
[ ah! I'm back and finally free c: I didn't get on yesterday because i completely forgot i had a band performance but i'm here for a couple of hours today, and i'll start working on replies ]
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Post by -` gumi ´- .✫ 🐾 on Jan 29, 2017 11:11:20 GMT -5
[ oo this should be fun. What clan is she in? ]
[ alrighty! How shall we start? c: ] ☁︎ out of character ☁︎ sorry !
☁︎ roleplay ☁︎ |
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Post by -` gumi ´- .✫ 🐾 on Jan 29, 2017 11:31:28 GMT -5
[ Feathertalon ;; sorry this took so long to get up cx ]
- - Featherpaw x Dimpaw
With a final mew of goodbye, the dark pelted medicine cat apprentice stepped out of the den completely. With a sigh, she turned tail and bounded towards the entrance of camp. It was a gorse tunnel, the sandy moor floor covered in various paw prints from her clanmates. She looked at Brindlepaw before nodding, filing out of camp with her sister. When they were a good distance away from camp, Featherpaw flicked her tail. "Brindlepaw, I need to speak with Riverclan. We can't hold Dimpaw hostage like this. It's unfair. She's only an apprentice." She mewed to her sister, who looked mildly offended. "What? You want to go into Riverclan's territory, I presume? No-- Featherpaw that's dangerous." Brindlepaw whispered, looking uneasily at her sister and then the reeds that started to stretch out before them. She didn't stop though, as the slowly passed the border to Riverclan, scenting their way to the camp.
Featherpaw was nothing but grateful to have her sister by her. It would've been nice to have Smokepaw too, but she knew it wouldn't have happened. Smokepaw was too much like Breezepelt, which could've been a good and bad thing. Featherpaw herself sometimes had the same temper as her father, but was never as battle hungry. Brindlepaw was the most like their mother, Heathertail. Calm, sweet, and loyal. Pushing the thoughts aside, the two apprentices stopped at the camp entrance, not having realized how they had gotten their so quickly. Featherpaw could her meowing coming from just inside, so, she pulled Brindlepaw behind some reeds before peering around them, in hopes to spot Dimpaw's father or siblings. She wanted an easy way to get in, and she couldn't seem to find one, no matter how hard she tried.
[ I'm sorry it's short. cx Do you maybe wanna roleplay one of the other cats you made, so you're not just stuck with Dimpaw in the windclan camp? ]
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Post by ⭐ 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖜𝖎𝖙𝖈𝖍-𝖖𝖚𝖊𝖊𝖓 on Jan 29, 2017 11:40:59 GMT -5
I'm not home right now but I should be within an hour or less. when I get home I'll try and figure out how we should start o3o
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Post by -` gumi ´- .✫ 🐾 on Jan 29, 2017 11:45:14 GMT -5
[ Sand 🎃 ;; Ahh finally cx Sorry this took so dang long. ]- - Hollyfrost x SorrelflankThe black pelted she-cat waited as patiently as she possibly could for the sorrel colored she-cat to finish her prey, licking a paw before drawing it over her ear in hopes to calm her tensed up muscles. When Hollyfrost heard the she-cat's mew, her tail bushed up a little defensively but she said nothing. SHe pushed herself up to her paws before turning towards the camp entrance and leading the way out, casting a quick glance over her shoulder to Sorrelflank.
"I don't want to be on this patrol as much as you do. But we were raised to care for the clan, even at the cost of our own lives. I know you don't like when I make these dumb speeches about the code, but frankly, I don't know any other way of living." Hollyfrost's mew was hushed, as she trotted her way through the forest. She weaved her way past bushes and under brambles before they came to the hunting area the two had decided on.
Flicking her tail, Hollyfrost opened her maw and tasted the air, getting the strong scent of shrew and squirrel. She purred soft. "It's best if we split up. Just meet back up over here once you've caught enough." She mumbled out before disappearing into the brambles. She stalked up on a shrew, dropping into the hunters crouch before using all her strength to pounce on it. She gave it a sharp nip to the neck before sending a thanks to Starclan. Burying the prey, Hollyfrost looked around slowly, tasting the air. She froze, her fur bristling angrily as she scented what she did. Shadowclan! In our borders!
Backing away, she turned and went to go find Sorrelflank, looking around wildly and trying her hardest to scent the shecat out. She wasn't doing well at paying attention before she ran right into the sorrel colored she-cat with a loud oof as the air was knocked out of her. Hollyfrost stood up and shook herself out before looking at her Clanmate. "There are Shadowclan cats in our territory!" She hissed softly.
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Post by -` gumi ´- .✫ 🐾 on Jan 29, 2017 11:48:44 GMT -5
I'm not home right now but I should be within an hour or less. when I get home I'll try and figure out how we should start o3o |
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Post by ⭐ 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖜𝖎𝖙𝖈𝖍-𝖖𝖚𝖊𝖊𝖓 on Jan 29, 2017 13:18:52 GMT -5
[ okay, so let's seeeee
I'm a huge fan of drama if you can't tell by my most recent rp so maybe they're out on a border patrol and one of the clans ambushes them? either Jaggedleap or Minnowpaw could get injured ] |
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Post by -` gumi ´- .✫ 🐾 on Jan 29, 2017 13:31:18 GMT -5
[ oo, i like that idea. Maybe the ambush happens on the Shadowclan border bc they're always tryna steal territory.
I think it'd work more if Minnowpaw was seriously injured, and Jaggedleap is always fretting about him or something cx ]
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Post by ⭐ 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖜𝖎𝖙𝖈𝖍-𝖖𝖚𝖊𝖊𝖓 on Jan 29, 2017 13:34:28 GMT -5
yes yes. my poor little gay baby is going to be so worried but like never speak about it directly |
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Post by -` gumi ´- .✫ 🐾 on Jan 29, 2017 13:44:57 GMT -5
[ aw it's gonna be so cute ;u;
Okok do you think you could start hun? I have to get ready bc I'm going out with some friends in about thirty minutes ]
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Post by ⭐ 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖜𝖎𝖙𝖈𝖍-𝖖𝖚𝖊𝖊𝖓 on Jan 29, 2017 13:46:13 GMT -5
I am too but I'll try to write up a starter before I leave ;u; |
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Post by -` gumi ´- .✫ 🐾 on Jan 29, 2017 13:48:22 GMT -5
[ if it helps any, don't worry about making it long:') ]
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Post by ᴏᴡʟ on Jan 29, 2017 15:44:15 GMT -5
I was thinking ShadowClan would be interesting~ ^v^
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Lesbian
#ACEBF6
Name Colour
Feathertalon
Bird Overlord
unofficial chicken whisperer
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Post by Feathertalon on Jan 29, 2017 17:39:55 GMT -5
[ don’t worry about it, it’s fine c: ]
By now most warriors were out of camp attending to their duties on patrols and all. The camp seemed mostly empty, the only felines around being the queens, their kits, and Mothwing. Today was even one of those days where the elders stepped out of camp to wade in the nearby streams. A few warriors could be seen here and there working on dens or stretching out in the sun. Today was just one of those lazy days, or so it would seem. If one could feel the emotions in the air they would realize that the camp’s aura was not peaceful, if anything it was tense. WindClan had stolen Dimpaw. Most of the Clan knew that Mistystar was planning on getting the apprentice back. Soon.
Worry was worming around in the pit of Hummingpaw’s stomach. How was Dimpaw? Was she okay? Surely WindClan would take care of her, right? They couldn’t be all bad… Staying in camp was causing her thoughts to run too wild; she had to get out while she had the chance. Staying here was just making her all the more antsy. Maybe a trip to the lake would help. Perhaps she could catch a fish or two and bring it back for the elders.
The feathery-tailed apprentice slipped out of camp with ease, but before she could step any further from the comforting reeds, the tabby stopped. Her nose twitched and her ears flattened against the side of her head. WindClan scent pooled around her. She flattened down, a meek apprentice who became frightened easily, even within her own Clan. ”H-hello…?” She called out slowly, wary. Was WindClan attacking? Should she go and find Mistystar or Reedwhisker? What was going on here? Hummingpaw wasn’t sure, but what she did know was that her fear scent was already strong.
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Post by Sand 🎃 on Jan 29, 2017 18:35:20 GMT -5
{{ all good, Minho! I'll reply in an hour or two ~ }}
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Post by Deleted on Jan 29, 2017 18:41:19 GMT -5
☁︎ out of character ☁︎ thank you !
☁︎ roleplay ☁︎ |
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Post by -` gumi ´- .✫ 🐾 on Feb 4, 2017 22:03:35 GMT -5
[ okay, so i'm here, and i apologize for honestly not being on. I've been having computer trouble, as well as being sick and having to stay home from school and after school activities for almost a week. But i'm going to work on a reply for you now, Feathertalon c: ]
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Post by -` gumi ´- .✫ 🐾 on Feb 4, 2017 22:23:03 GMT -5
Featherpaw looked at Brindlepaw, brushing her tail over the she-cats shoulder to silently tell her that things were going to be okay. She turned her gaze back to the Riverclan apprentice that had exited the camp, feeling quite relieved to realize it was Hummingpaw, one of Dimpaw's siblings. The dark gray medicine cat apprentice trotted out from behind the reeds, shyly dipping her head to the other apprentice. Brindlepaw followed her out, sitting down on the soft floor. Featherpaw lifted her maw, her blue eyes glittering with worry as she nodded.
"I understand a Windclan-- two Windclan cats, are the last cats you would ever want to see on your territory, but we need... no I need to talk to Mistystar. It's about Dimpaw. Please... It's urgent. I swear by the powers of Starclan that this isn't a planned ambush. It's just me..." Featherpaw shifted anxiously as she explained herself to the Riverclan apprentice. "A medicine cat apprentice, and an inexperienced apprentice. We aren't a threat." She mewed after a moment.
Featherpaw was hoping to Starclan that her plan wasn't going to fail her. If everything went as planned, no cats would be injured over her own clans selfishness. She knew herself that no clan was trespassing, and that the border disputes were all out of shared hostility and nonsense. Her blue eyes blazed with fire of the emotion to save both of their clans from a war. She looked at Brindlepaw. "Please Hummingpaw, it could help get Dimpaw home safely." She mewed after a hesitated moment, looking back at the feathery-tailed she-cat apprentice again. "N-Not that she's in any danger, okay? She is very much treated well in our camp. She just-- I don't want my clan keeping her from being a beau-- Great warrior." Featherpaw added on quickly, blue eyes wide as she almost technically spilled her feelings.
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Post by Sand 🎃 on Feb 4, 2017 23:22:11 GMT -5
[ Sand 🎃 ;; Ahh finally cx Sorry this took so dang long. ]- - Hollyfrost x SorrelflankThe black pelted she-cat waited as patiently as she possibly could for the sorrel colored she-cat to finish her prey, licking a paw before drawing it over her ear in hopes to calm her tensed up muscles. When Hollyfrost heard the she-cat's mew, her tail bushed up a little defensively but she said nothing. SHe pushed herself up to her paws before turning towards the camp entrance and leading the way out, casting a quick glance over her shoulder to Sorrelflank.
"I don't want to be on this patrol as much as you do. But we were raised to care for the clan, even at the cost of our own lives. I know you don't like when I make these dumb speeches about the code, but frankly, I don't know any other way of living." Hollyfrost's mew was hushed, as she trotted her way through the forest. She weaved her way past bushes and under brambles before they came to the hunting area the two had decided on.
Flicking her tail, Hollyfrost opened her maw and tasted the air, getting the strong scent of shrew and squirrel. She purred soft. "It's best if we split up. Just meet back up over here once you've caught enough." She mumbled out before disappearing into the brambles. She stalked up on a shrew, dropping into the hunters crouch before using all her strength to pounce on it. She gave it a sharp nip to the neck before sending a thanks to Starclan. Burying the prey, Hollyfrost looked around slowly, tasting the air. She froze, her fur bristling angrily as she scented what she did. Shadowclan! In our borders!
Backing away, she turned and went to go find Sorrelflank, looking around wildly and trying her hardest to scent the shecat out. She wasn't doing well at paying attention before she ran right into the sorrel colored she-cat with a loud oof as the air was knocked out of her. Hollyfrost stood up and shook herself out before looking at her Clanmate. "There are Shadowclan cats in our territory!" She hissed softly. Sorrelflank x Hollyfrost - -
At least there was one thing that they both agreed on; the fact they didn't want to be on the same patrol, together. Huh.. Who would have known? It was all Squirrelflight's fault anyways and Sorrelflank was going to blame her until the end of time. Quickly getting to her paws and leaving the remains of the blackbird behind, she hurried after Hollyfrost, who appeared impatient with how long she took to eat.
Whatever; it's not like their hunting patrol was the only one heading out today. Glancing back at her clanmate, who was rambling on about caring for their clan and the code, she gave a swift nod, showing that she understood. "Fine with me," she mewed curtly.
Sorrelflank did understand, but she didn't exactly agree with every bit of it. For now, she would keep that opinion to herself; she didn't need Hollyfrost getting on her case again. Trotting after the black she-cat, she held her pale nose high to the air before slowly opening her maw. The sorrel-colored feline only caught the scent of mice and a small bird, but it wasn't as close as she had hoped it would be. "If you need anything, just track my scent," she added, flicking her long tail before moving a bit further ahead.
As she moved ahead of the other warrior, she lowered herself to her belly, making sure it didn't touch the forest floor. A mouse was in her sights, its round ears twitching as it picked at some small plant. Licking her lips, she lunged forward, sinking her teeth into its neck quickly. With the mouse caught, she pushed it aside before quickly digging a small hole, and finally burying the prey.
Turning her head to look for her hunting "partner", Sorrelflank felt the warrior crash into her. A light snarl left her maw, almond shaped eyes narrowing angrily. Anger fading in a flash, Hollyfrost's words came as a surprise to her. "You're joking!" the Abyssinian murmured, just as she lifted her nose to the air again, scenting out for cats. Oddly enough, the dark feline before her was right. Untangling herself from her fellow clanmate, her green gaze searched the undergrowth near them. "Can you figure out where they are? I'm sure they're not too close... yet."
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Post by -` gumi ´- .✫ 🐾 on Feb 4, 2017 23:28:12 GMT -5
[ ah take your time sand :') no rush. ]
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Lesbian
#ACEBF6
Name Colour
Feathertalon
Bird Overlord
unofficial chicken whisperer
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Post by Feathertalon on Feb 6, 2017 0:55:23 GMT -5
The tabby felt her throat go dry. What was the meaning of this? She wasn't sure what she should do. Get Mistystar as fast as she could? Try to fight these two off on her own? No, no, that would be fish-brained. Hummingpaw froze, tail bushing out, her amber eyes wider than two moons. This was about Dimpaw? "What have you done with her? Why did you take her? Have you...has some cat..." Hummingpaw couldn't finish her question. Has some cat killed her?
But Hummingpaw had to think rationally here. Featherpaw was a medicine cat apprentice. Brindlepaw was an untrained warrior apprentice; these cats were of no threat to her. There was no way they could harm her even if she wasn't the best warrior apprentice out there. If they were being honest and wanted to truly help Dimpaw then Hummingpaw had to do what she could. She would do anything for Dimpaw. Darkpaw and Pondjumper wouldn't have to worry anymore...Mistystar wouldn't have to worry anymore...
"Alright," the silver tabby mewed after a moment. Slowly she began to calm down, her fur smoothing back down and her eyes going back to a normal size. "I can take you to Mistystar." Anything for my sister. Mistystar will want to get her back, too.
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Post by -` gumi ´- .✫ 🐾 on Feb 6, 2017 22:34:23 GMT -5
Featherpaw felt her heart leap with joy as Hummingpaw eventually agreed to letting her speak to Mistystar. She sighed a breath of relief and glanced at the she-cat. She could see the striking resemblance of Dimpaw in her sister. It was rather amusing. She thought her, Brindlepaw and Smokepaw looked well alike, but turns out, her littler wasn't the only one. When she glanced at the camp entrance, Featherpaw felt suddenly nauseous. Was she really doing the right thing? She had to be. Her clan was keeping an apprentice from another clan hostage for Starclan sake! Featherpaw was quite embarrassed to be a Windclan cat at times. Especially with the hostility Onestar had not only to Mistystar and Riverclan at the moment, but to Bramblestar-- and Firestar, but he's dead-- and Thunderclan. The only cats she knew he didn't have a quarrel with now, was Shadowclan. And by all means, Featherpaw knew that if Onestar put his mind to it, there would be one.
Brindlepaw was the one to shake Featherpaw from her thoughts. She was standing beside Humminpaw, looking confused. "Featherpaw, are you talking to Mistystar or not? Because you look like you've just witnessed the great Dark Forest battle. Your eyes are as wide as the full moon." Her sibling mewed, twitching her tail. Featherpaw unsteadily touched their noses, nodding silently. She didn't speak, afraid her fears and thoughts of every clan being against Windclan would slip out of her mouth. She gestured to Hummingpaw to lead the way into camp, hesitantly following once she did. (just so we can get on with it you know?)
Featherpaw's eyes widened and her heart raced. She recognized a few cats here and there. And the one warrior Dimpaw had warned her about. Brackenpelt was it? Featherpaw couldn't remember. Only the description. She also noticed Mothwing and Willowshine, who had their gaze turned to the scent of the two Windclan apprentices. Another warrior, one she remembered as Stormcreek, trotted up, his tail bushed up. "Hummingpaw? Why did you bring two Windclan apprentices to our camp?" He mewed coldly, his gaze not leaving Featherpaw and Brindlepaw. The dark grey medicine cat apprentice stood up straight and spoke. "I've come to speak to Mistystar. I and my sister are no threat, you should know that. I'm a medicine cat carrying out a duty. Now... If you're willing, and if she's willing, I'd like to speak to Mistystar." Featherpaw's mew was strong a defiant. She wasn't like these others. She had no quarrel. She wanted peace, and safety for all clans.
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