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Silverpetal dropped into a crouch, her ears pinned back tightly. "Say I was an enemy cat, a loner. You're alone, with no other cat close enough to help you. What would be the best thing to do?" she asked.

"Very good. And if they take chase and catch you before you make it to camp?" Silverpetal notices the apprentice's stance is off just slightly. She stood from her crouch, signaling for Ivypaw to stay crouched. She walked around the apprentice, tapping her head with her tail. "Keep your chin low but not too low. Protect your most vulnerable spots, but make sure you can keep your eyes on your opponent." She studied the apprentice some more before scooting one of her front legs out apart from the other. "Don't keep your feet so close together, you won't have as much power or balance."

"Very good," Silverpetal purred. "That's perfect. If you catch them stealing prey?"

"Good," Silverpetal said proudly. "Of course, it is always wiser to leave camp with another cat than alone, you never know what could happen if you are by yourself. Remember that," Silverpetal said seriously. She knew Ivypaw wasn't going to go out and intentionally do anything mouse-brained, but even the smartest cats make mistakes sometimes.

Silverpetal pauses to think for a moment. "I did once, but it was a long time ago," she answered. ¨It was back when Rainface, Nightfrost, and I had all just been named apprentices.¨

Silverpetal chuckled, settling down as well. A small break wouldn´t hurt anyone. ¨You might not guess it, but I was kind of a trouble maker when I was an apprentice," she said, smiling mischieviously. ¨Not that that was long ago. My siblings and I were always sneaking out of camp, getting in trouble for disobeying orders. Of course we never got into too much trouble, though. One day Rainface decided she wanted to go hunting but our mentors were busy, I can´t remember why, so we went out alone like we had so many times before, but we caught scent of another cat, and being mouse-brained young cats, we followed it, and we met the rogue.¨ She paused.

¨Of course, we tried to make him leave, thank StarClan he wasn´t aggressive. He laughed at us, of all things. I´m sure you can imagine how Nightfrost reacted to that. But he was so interesting to Rainface and I, we sat and talked to him for a long while, before we heard our clanmates coming. We told him to leave the territory and he did, and we told our mentor´s what had happened, and got out tails chewed off. That was the only time we ever saw or heard of him,¨ she finished her story thoughtfully.

"You're welcome," Silverpetal said kindly, still thinking about the rogue. The tom hadn't been much older than she and her siblings. She shook her head, smiling at Ivypaw. "Lead the way."

(Hello I was hoping to join, and was wondering if you would rather me join as an warrior. I normally do an apprentice, but I noticed you had an surplus of them and she wasn't sure if they were inactive or not? Just trying to be helpful!)

Cat Name: SweetFlower
Gender: female
Description: A white she cat with pale orange dots all down her back and talk her eye color is dark orange
Personality: she is a very impulsive and enthusiastic which can lead to making bad decisions
Family: unknown
Crush: RustStar
Position: Warrior
History: n/a
Other: n/a
Screen Name: Fernstream

Cat Name: Daybreak
Gender: She-Cat
Description: Pretty? Yes. By the more, romantically inclined cats, she could possibly... maybe compared to the sun. Like one would compare thee to a summer's dew. To put it plainly, Daybreak is a tortoiseshell she-cat. Her paws are orange-ginger, and faintly flecked with white to appear as if her paws are outlines with it. White fur also trails up to her belly; the rest of her body is a mixture of a sandy brown and more oak-ish brown. Daybreak's eyes are an icy blue, and if you look close enough there is a rippling pattern around the pupil.
Personality: Daybreak is a active dreamer, and not much active in anything else. A dizzy, dreamy Daybreak. She will think she is doing something when she really isn't. Often slacking off in her everyday chores. However! She's smart, often compared to a clever fox on terms of intelligence. Loyal to the end, Daybreak will prowl and protect to the best of her abilities, and attention span... that is, if she could make a friend. Because of her light and almost flighty nature, she is restless a
Family: n/a
Mate/Crush: N/A
Position: Warrior
History: average kithood
Other:
Screen Name: shadystorm

Daybreak stumbled into the den. Her eyes shut tight, trying to block out any light. The young she cat went hunting earlier that morning and was finally clawing her way back to camp. Her paws drag on the ground not really caring where she placed them. Suddenly Daybreak tripped over a furry blob on the ground. " Starclan! Swiftclaw I'm so sorry!" She needed her eyes flashing back and forth in embarrassment.

Swiftclaw woke with a start as another cat tripped over her. "Oh that's ok Daybreak, I probably shouldn't let myself sleep much longer anyways or I'll never got to sleep later after sundown." She stood and stretched, looking over at the cat who stumbled over her and chuckled inwardly at her embarrassed expression. "You look exhausted, If you want, you can have the spot where I was laying down. It's probably warm and cozy." Swiftclaw smiled and offered her spot with her five toed paw before pulling it back in a slightly embarrassed fashion. Most of the clan cats don't have any problem with the fact that she has extra toes, five on her front paws and six on her hind ones, but she still couldn't help trying to keep them out of sight for fear of being bullied. The only cats she ever told about her horrible past were her leader Ruststar and her close friend Hailstorm.



Ruststar slowly opened his eyes, he hadn't meant to fall asleep. He stood slowly and yawned, shaking bits of dust out of his fur. He turned to see a nervous looking Sweetflower in the entrance to his den and smiled at her. "Oh hello Sweetflower, did you need something?" He padded out of the den to sit by her and look at all of the cats in his clan. He saw his son Hailstorm and waved his tail. He smiled warmly as Hailstorm waved his tail back at him. He loved his son dearly, for he was the only child he had and he reminded Ruststar of himself. After losing his mate only a moon after Hailstorm was born to a terrible illness he had fallen into depression. Only after his clan started suffering because of him did he realize that he needed to let go of what happened and run his clan properly. By that time Hailstorm was about to become an apprentice and as Ruststar did the ceremony he had decided to shed himself of all the gloom and raise his son to be to best he possibly could. That night in a dream Ruststar's mate came to him and told him that she was proud of him for finally moving on and that even though she wasn't there physically, she would always watch over them in spirit. "Don't be afraid of loving again for fear of losing another," She told him "I will love all those that you love will all my heart." He turned once more to Sweetflower, "I'm hear to listen to anything those in my clan have to say, they mean more to me than anything."

(Yeah, I'll be on for a little bit longer, I can wait for you to be back on.)