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Fallenstone turned his head towards Lakeshimmer. "All I can tell you is to brace yourself for what's going to happen." He mewed, trying to hide the sorrow in his eyes. He turned away and padded back to camp over to Skystar's den. "Skystar?" Fallenstone mewed.

Cricketflight - Tom - Deputy? If not just warrior - A wiry light brown tom cat with a short, thin coat. The tip of his unusually long tail is a chocolate brown, and is usually dusty as he tends to drag his tail, and lashes it back and forth in the dirt when he's thinking. His eyes are a very intelligent, albeit slightly dull shade of green. He is on the thin side, as well as the tall side, and this is accentuated by the fact that his limbs are exceptionally long. - Born and raised in the clan. - Brother of Antnose, Turtledrop, and Ryeflower.

Antnose - Tom - Warrior - A small, lithe tom with a soft and thick, albeit short black coat. His coat fades from black toa dark brown around his ears, paws, chest, and the base and tip of his tail. His eyes are dull green, but are sometimes showered in little flecks of gold. He walks with a bit of a limp due to a severe back injury he recieved as and apprentice, and also has a bit of a nervous twitch. - Born and raised in the clan - Brother of Cricketflight, Turtledrop, and Ryeflower. His inherent shyness, his limp, and his twitch all give other cats the impression that he is weird, and so they tend to ignore him or act mean toward him most of the time.

Turtledrop - She-cat - Warrior - A small tortoiseshell she-cat with a thick, fluffy coat. She has very large ears with little tufts of pointed fur on their tips, and very large green eyes, with the same golden flecks as her brother Antnose. She is naturally very poised and neat. - Born and raised in the clan. - Sister of Cricketflight, Antnose, and Ryeflower.

Ryeflower - She-cat - Warrior - A pretty, lithe she-cat with a mottled light brown and dark brown coat with the long tail and limbs her brother Cricketflight has. Unlike her siblings though, she has light blue eyes instead of green. - Born and raised in the clan - Sister of Cricketflight, Antnose, and Turtledrop.

(Yo yo)

Welcome :3)

(Hey! I'll add you another time. Lagging really bad atm. You're free to join us, though!)

Bran and Skystar were sitting inside Skystar's den. Skystar murmured lowly and Bran, though not loud enough to hear from outside, seemed to be reassuring him in a much louder tone. They paused when Fallenstone mewed from outside. Bran glanced from the entrance to Skystar, then back. "I'll leave you to it." He chirped before standing up and padding past Fallenstone. The black tom made his way over to the fresh kill pile and pondered for a few moments before deciding on eating a vole.

"Come in." Skystar called for his medicine cat. He sat in the center of his den, tail wrapped neatly around his paws. His fur was well groomed but the tom looked exhausted. "I hope you don't bare bad news." He stated wearily, glancing up to the elderly cat.

"Bran!" Lakeshimmer saw the tom grab a vole from the pile. Padding over she grabbed a shrew for herself. "You'll never believe what happened." The she-cat looked ready to burst with excitement.

(I'm having the same problem, originally i thought it was with my computer but now that you say that @blanket pig I feel a little better)

Lakeshimmer flattened her ears in embarrassment, but quickly perked back up. "Sure the deserve to know that they now have two full medicine cats." She mewed causally before taking a bit of the shrew.

The she-cat grinned as she watched the tom try and process her news. "I am now Lakeshimmer." She purred happily as a sudden breeze picked up and blew threw her long glossy coat, the light dancing off of it like a shimmering lake.

"Suiting." Bran purred before returning to his meal. After the creature was reduced to bones Bran started to groom himself. He shot a look over at Lakeshimmer. "Now that you've got your full name I guess you're certified to give me proper medicine cat training." Bran teased, but wouldn't lie that the idea of being taught the uses of all the herbs was something he was interested in. "I'll ask Skystar to change my name to Branpaw right away." The tom purred.


Skystar's shoulders slumped and his gaze hardened, but he tried to lighten his tone as he spoke. "Please, share." He pressed. Anxiety bubbled in him but he did his best to refuse falling into panic. After all, he hadn't even heard the prophecy yet and he had faith that Starclan wouldn't force terrible hardship on his clan with their prophecy.

(ME!ME!ME! *cough* *regains composure* I mean I would like to see)

Lakeshimmer finished her meal as well and smiled after licking her lips. "That I am and I won't go easy on you." The she-cat teased back. "You'll be the best medicine cat." She purred jokingly before adding, "After me that is."

Skystar's ears flattened and he glanced away. It took a moment of thinking, but the tom regained his thoughts enough to press the issue further. "Your visions, what did they show? Is there any sign of what this means or a way to stop any of the ill omens from it?" Sky meets stone. Skystar didn't want to voice his worries, but his fur prickled along his spine at the thought of this meaning that his clan would be driven to live in some cave or mountain range.

"I don't think anyone can come above someone with your knowledge." He replied, shooting her a smirk. "Burdock root instead of Marigold for a wound: Mistake or a stroke of genius?" Bran asked, making a light hearted jab at the she-cats mistake earlier that day.

Huffing, she looked away with her eyes closed acting like she had been gravely insulted. "Marigold prevents infections and since the thorn was in his nose I assumed that infection already set in." The she-cat retorted. "And I had good reason to assume that, his nose was so swollen and red." Lakeshimmer couldn't keep up the act any longer and let out a laugh.

(That looks awesome Ghost)

(Hello again.)

(Also will Cricketflight have the deputy position or will he just be a warrior...? I don't want to be pushy or anything I just want to know do role-playing purposes.)

Cricketflight and Ryeflower stood together nes the entrance to the camp. They were considering organizing a hunting patrol, and were looking for a third cat to ask to join.

Antnose was himself just returning from hunting. He carried two decent mice in his jaws, and deposited them onto the prey stash. His limp was more pronounced than usual today- he had exacerbated his old injury during hunting, and pain shot down his leg each time he took a step. He wasn't about to complain, though- he would rather suffer in silence. It hurt like this often enough, and he didn't feel like whining to the medicine cat all the time about it. He lashed his tail- the joint catching slightly- and looked for something to do around the camp.

Turtledrop lay, sunning herself. She had already been on two patrols that day and was catching a well deserved break do a few minutes. She stretched for paws out, and arched her spine, and stayed in t position, completely relaxed.

(I have Mountainpaw open if you want one of your cats to mentor her)

(That'd be great! Which cat do you think would be a good mentor for her?)

(Okay cool~)

"We're trying to see if anyone wants to go hunting." Cricketflight responded. He noticed the wound on Goldenstorm's nose and tilted his head. "What happened to you?" He asked, concerned.