Tempestclan: The Wild and Restless Open

Sunny heard her mutter something, his ear turning back to try to catch it, but he wasn’t able to understand what she was saying. He said nothing, figuring it was far more trouble than it was worth. He was starting to find that between Xenia and the clan-cat, his usual games were becoming less and less fun. They hardly reacted and if they did it was just boring, dull exchanges. “It’s not a problem, we have to look out for each other.” He responded without looking back, keeping a steady pace as he pressed on. When she asked him about which prey would be easiest, he stopped and thought for a moment; taking the time to inspect her. “Well, I find birds easy, I can catch them in the air without many issues..” He looked at Xenia more carefully, she was almost the complete opposite of him. She was small and didn’t bland in with their surroundings. “I guess I struggle with rodents, they always know when I’m near. Maybe you would have better luck than me.” He suggested, tilting his head. “I’m so heavy that it’s impossible for me not to startle them.” He remembered when he lived in the two-leg place. The sound of the environment, rumbling of the monsters and bright lights made prey easy to catch. They were dumb, unobservant creatures; however, in the forest, everything seemed to be hyperaware of it’s surroundings.

(and here is the kittypet, when she joins the rouges her name will be Twitch)

Name: Crystal (Twitch)
Physical Description: Twitch/Crystal is a young white she-cat wit ha sliver color point thing. Her tail has silver rings around it.
Age: 11
Personality: Anxious all the time, hated being in the Twolegs house, she was never allowed to run around. The rouges (Eventually) call her Twitch because she's almost always well, twitching. She loves to run to get out all the energy she stored up. She also has no filter, so if something crosses her mind, she is gonna say it.
Rank: Do rouges even have ranks?
Family: Mother was a white and silver cat named Jewel and Father was some rando
Background: Kittypet who ran away into the forest and found the rouges.
Screen Name: Kittyking2


(I just realized, this cat is just me, but cat)

"A good warrior is patient." Wolfstar remarks twitching his whiskers at her. "Especially when it comes to hunting prey, consider this your first lesson."

Patchkit sighed, flopping down on the ground. "Who's on the parol anyway?" she asked, kneading her paws on the ground. "I hope they get me a vole or something"

Swiftfox curiously glanced at the strand of cats. Her gaze reflected on the cats. She let out a exhausted yawn, and padded to the cats. "Is everything fine?" she meowed, she sounded exhausted after sleeping.

Name: Windstep
Physical Description: A mostly silver tom with white speckles. His paws are comepletly white, as well as a patch on his face. He is as strong as his brother, Wolfstar, though a bit more on the smallish side.
Age: (In moons)
Personality: Windstep is a quiet cat, speaking only when he feels he needs to. Around his crush though, that's a different story.
Rank: Loner
Mates: Jewel
Family: Wolfstar (Brother) Dogfur and Snowear (Parents) Twitch (Daughter)
Background: Windstep was clan born, but shortly after he became a warrior he left the clan. He is on good terms with Wolfstar though, so he stops in once in a while.
Screen Name: Kittyking2
(I left moons blank because I couldn't find how old Wolfstar is)

((LMFAO I accidentally put "but her littermates were there to support her" allow me to edit it

Patchkit beamed at Swiftfox. "I'm going to be the BEST warrior!" she yelled. Patchkit saw a leaf drift down across the clearing, she twitched her tail bolting for it. She leaped up and grabbed the leaf. Proudly she trotted back to Walfstar, dropping the leaf at his feet.

Oakstrike walked out of the nursery, seeing Wolfstar there he headed over. "Hello Wolfstar, and Patchkit" he said, "I hope your doing well, I was just about to do a quick perimeter check"

"Can I go with him? It's boring waiting here" Patchkit said, looking up at Oakstrike. Oakstrike gave the kit a small bap on the nose and looked at Wolfstar "I'd be fine with that, if Wolfstar is" he said.

(Imma have hime find Wolfstars brother)

(oops sorry Dawn :/ )

Larksong was quiet for a moment but then gave the tom a hopeful smile. "I'm sure he knows that everyone is excited to bring him home." She told the cat, wanting to improve the mood of the conversation. She could feel that Mudfoot seemed nervous? Maybe unsure. Either way, Larksong couldn't stand the heaviness that hung in the air. "Eaglepaw is strong and smart. He will be able to handle anything that comes his way until we can go save him. I just know it." She added, somewhat sheepishly when compared to her usual attitude. For once, she felt that positivity may not be the answer, but she still felt inclined to try. "Has Wolfstar said anything?"

Pumpkin strayed away a bit from Ollie, making sure to give him room to hunt. She padded quietly and slowly, searching for any movement. Her eyes caught a vole, not very plump but it would do. She crouched down, stalking towards it. Making a swift kill, she picked it up and dug a hole to put it in.

Reden no worries!)

Mudfoot didn’t know what to say at first and just shrugged, “he hasn’t,” he mewed. But I haven’t asked.. He thought to himself growing nervous but tried to shake the thoughts away. “But yea, you’re right he’s fine,” he mewed and returned her smile. He didn’t want to some uneasy since he is the deputy now, all of the cats were looking up to him as much as they were to Wolfstar. “Anyways are you excited to get an apprentice? For when it’s time of course,” he asked her.

Wolfstar lets out a soft chuckle as he sits down in front of the two cats. "Indeed, usually bears keep to themselves and rarely our territory except at night. I have only seen a bear a pawful of times. The first time was when I was an apprentice. My mentor and I were heading to the campgrounds to do a bit of hunting when we spotted the beast. The bear was brown and as big as an oak tree! The beast was eating some food the twolegs had left behind."

Swiftfox crept among out of the camp, letting out a long yawn. She wondered out of the camp entrance into the territory. She brushed away the loose tangle of moss. She jumped off a small flat rock. And crept among. She swayed her head around for any such squirrels or anything in sight. There was none. She lifted her head and sniffed the air for any scents. Her nose wrinkled to many scents, of her classmates walking among here. But she got a track of a squirrel that came here very,very recently. Excitement stirred in her paws. As she padded towards the scent, in sight she saw a squirrel sitting on the ground eating a acorn. She lashed her tail, she was right behind the squirrel. And the squirrel was paying too much attention on eating the squirrel. She crouched , and approached very slowly in the bushes. The squirrel didn't seem to pick up her presence or scent!
I could hunt this for Patchkit, when their ceremony starts? or hand it to her now
Swiftfox waited for the right moment to strike. She made no sound or noise, she was hidden well. Suddenly, Swiftfox leaped out of the bushes with her mouth open. The squirrel reacted slowly, as Swiftfox pounced on it like a leaf. Feeling the ruffled- and thick warm body of the small terrified creature. She bit down to do the killing blow on it's neck. The squirrel lay limp. Swiftfox proudly picked up the squirrel in delight. She bent down and grabbed the squirrel with her jaws. Feeling the fresh blood leaking into her mouth. She padded away towards the camp.