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Cedarstripe saw the three cats walking over, and nodded in greeting. He waited a moment for them to reach him, and then flicked his tail to signal that they were to leave.

Aspenblaze changed direction to walk the way Cedarstripe had directed, noting that he was being rather hasty.

"Yeah, it's a relief to get away from the constant sun, even if it's not raining," Aspenblaze mewed. "I wonder... Do you think it might rain?" She pondered the sky for a while, but had to look back down so she wouldn't bump into something.

Cedarstripe started walking, not engaging in conversation, as he was thinking hard. He'd have to appoint a new deputy when he got back, and he supposed it was a good idea to start considering it now. Perhaps Blackdawn or Duckstep...

Aspenblaze nodded fervently. "Here's hoping it doesn't take too long."

Cedarstripe nodded vaguely. Every cat seemed to be talking about the weather lately. It worried him a bit, but he put on a brace face. Now that he was going to be leader he had to be more confident.

|| Mothtail || Tom || Warrior ||
Mothtail is a light brown spotted tabby, with dark brown markings and dark amber eyes. Although his base colour is light brown, his muzzle and belly fade to a golden white. The first thing you’ll notice about him is his giant, fluffy tail. Though appearing to be on the lean side, Mothtail is a strong and rather frightening opponent. To other cats on an average day, he’s aggressive, rude, and simply plain old grumpy. Let’s just hope he’s arguing on your side. Lightpaw is his niece, and if not chastising her, he will keep everyone else from being rude to her. As an apprentice, he fell in love with a beautiful silver she-cat apprentice. She never noticed his love, and unknown to Mothpaw, she had a secret love of her own. Then came the fateful day came when a badger attacked a patrol containing the beautiful silver she-cat, Mothpaw, and their mentors. The silver apprentice was fatally injured, and Mothpaw tried to use his limited knowledge about medicine to help her (He had been sickly as a kit, and knew a few things about herbs). A tom apprentice burst through the trees, and shoved Mothpaw aside so he could see his love. The she-cat was fading quickly, but a burst of joy shone through her eyes when her secret love, the young tom, joined her. Mothpaw had seen the spark of love, and his heart grew cold. Despite his hard work and care, she chose the sobbing tomcat instead of him. From then on, he found himself only striving for the survival of the Clan, and stopped trying to reign in his sharp tongue.

|| Lightpaw || She-cat || Apprentice ||
Lightpaw is white with reddish brown undertones, giving her a peach pastel colour with little areas the red undertones show through. The reddish tones mostly show on her tail. Her large moon-like eyes are a startling pale blue. This small cat is a bit more fragile than the average cat. The most noticeable traits in Lightpaw, is her nervousness, and her quietness around other cats. She often thinks too much about things, even when they are really simple. Around other cats, she feels whatever she does, she’ll do wrong. When she is alone in the environment, however, she seems to fit right in. Whether it’s climbing trees, to running and hiding in the forest she can do with ease when she thinks nobody’s watching. She’s even not bad for a swimmer. Because of her hesitation, she isn’t the best hunter, but she can usually catch two pieces of prey at the most when she’s alone. As a kit, she had some friendship problems, and offended one of the other kits deeply. While the other moved on when they grew up, Lightkit held on to that regret. She doesn’t remember what happened, but she knows that she never wants to hurt a friend ever again. That was when she began to distance herself from the others. Mothtail is her uncle.

(I hope these are alright. WARNING: I may not be the most active, but this role-play looked too compelling to resist.)

(Alright! ^^)

(Thank you! XD Anyone want to role-play?)

Lightpaw hovered in the entrance to the apprentices den, her pale blue eyes flicking uncertainly around camp. She wanted to go out of the camp, but she felt it wouldn't be proper to just get up and leave without telling anyone. Her mentor could come looking for her at any moment, and if she was gone… well- that wouldn't be too good. She tried to groom down a loose piece of fur on her shoulder, but to no avail. Swallowing, she winced at the roughness of her throat and opened and closed her mouth several times. It would be nice to get a drink from the snow melt pools… If they were still there...
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Mothtail's paws hit hard earth, and the squirrel darted away. With a low growl, the tom chased after it over a short stretch of grass and halfway up a tree. At that point, Mothtail's hind paws slipped, giving the dratted squirrel the opportunity to escape. "Mouse dung!" Mothtail breathed from his perilous position. His left fore claws were buried into a thick branch, while his right fore claws were on a higher but less sturdy branch base. He scratched at the bark below him with his hind claws in attempt to get a boost. Suddenly the little branch snapped, and his left claws tore free from their grip. With a yowl, he plunged into a bramble bush. There was a few moments of silence before Mothtail burst out of the bush, muttering and shaking his pelt violently, covered in loose brambles and with shallow cuts from its barbs. One of his claws was bleeding, but not quite torn out. "I hate trees, and I hate squirrels!" he yelled at the now quiet forest.

(It's okay! ^^ Lightpaw and Mothtail are open, wildfire118.)

Hey! ))

Aspenblaze and Cedarstripe kept walking, not speaking; Aspenblaze didn't have anything else to say, and Cedarstripe didn't feel like making conversation.

Cedarstripe shook, his head, although not without a little apprehension. "I should go alone," He told Duckstep. He then turned away and continued on.

Aspenblaze started the walk back to the camp with the others in the patrol.

Cedarstripe kept walking away from the territory, climbing up the mountain towards where he knew the cave was.

Yeah, let's just skip that part. ))

(Happy Halloween to all who celebrate, I am sorry for my absence in the past few days. I've been crammed with marching band and Halloween preparation.)

(Where did we leave off again? Sorry, my memory is kinda off right now.)