Cinderclan We rose from the ashes!

Quickpaw stumbled onto her feet as Birchpaw shook her off. She stood for a moment to catch her breath and eyed the tom. “Nice battle moves,” she joked to him.

Accepted. Feel free to rp. It might be a bit before I get him on the front page. We just had our medicine cat Briarleaf die so everyone is mourning her right now.)

Mother Dark // “I don’t think they’re looking down on you. Surely the warriors know you can pull your weight in the clan. It’s just the way our clanlife is structured; apprentices have to listen to warriors and aren’t allowed to do much by themselves yet. Those rules haven’t been made by our ancestors for nothing. You have to prove yourself as a responsible and skilled member of Cinderclan.” Sootwing explained. Somehow he felt like Heronpaw didn’t really understand the ways of clanlife yet. Or maybe he just disliked rules and authority. Either way, the apprentice’s thought process proved to be a far throw from Sootwing’s. “You’ll have to earn the respect and the freedom that comes with being a warrior.”

// "I wish I'd known her." Cloudpaw admitted, she wasn't really fond of the way Hawkstar behaved and the future of their clan seemed uncertain. It especially annoyed her that Hawkstar kept Melonburr and Wrenwillow from having kits, it felt so unfair. She lifted her nose in the air, hoping to catch the scent of a vole. After a few moments of searching she finally picked up a scent. It wasn't a vole but since Melonburr already caught one it didn't really matter. She dropped into a hunters crouch and stalked towards the small bird she had set her sights on. When she was close enough she leapt at it. The bird tried to fly away but Cloudpaw hooked it's wing with her claw. A swift bite to it's neck made sure to keep it from alarming every other prey around. Proudly she padded towards her mentor, the small bird dangling from her jaws.

Heronpaw sighed. "I know I have to earn it. Why do you think I've been out hunting by the dawn patrol every morning. And taking every chance I can get to prove myself. I have a shredded ear from that fox attack and thats the only real injury I got." He held back from rolling his eyes at Sootwing knowing that wouldn't get him any respect. "You act like I'm not old enough to know what I'm talking about." He sighed.

"I can see some of her spirit in you. She would have liked you." He said Melonburr then watched as Cloudpaw stalked off and purred when she came back with a bird. "Good job. You're getting real good at hunting." He padded along scenting the air for more prey. He didn't want to talk clan politics with his impressionable apprentice.

Crowflight nodded. "Time will heal all." He said sounding wise beyond his years. "I think the clan could use some fresh life to recover thought. Even if we just bring in some loners. We need fresh blood to liven up this sullen place." He said not even thinking about talking so boldly in camp. "I think that Hawkstar did good bringing in Willowpaw. If only he would bring in more young cats for a new generation of warriors. Most of the apprentices are almost warriors."

Flametooth works. Just so you're aware Briarleaf the medicine cat just died so she is bring mourned right now. I'll have to figure out a mentor for you.)

Birchpaw narrowed his eyes and crouches down. "Trust me, you haven't seen anything yet!"  He races towards Quickpaw and once he was close enough he acts like he is going to bat at her face but instead goes in for a headbutt. 

Mother Dark // "You don't have to get so defensive about it. I know what you're talking about. I've been in your position a short while ago. All I'm telling you is to be less impatient and to trust the process." Sootwing sighed, he didn't really want to argue with the tom but he acted like a whiney kit. Luckily they were nearing camp and they could part ways soon.

// "Thank you!" Cloudpaw's meows were muffled through the bird that hung from her jaw. She enjoyed her trainingsessions with Melonburr, they could talk easily together and he was a good teached. Spotting a nice bush she went over to it and buried the bird safely under it's twigs and leaves. She was proud of her catch, it was the first time it had been almost spotless. "I hope one day I can mentor one of your and Wrenwillow's kits. That would be so great. I can't wait to have my own apprentice."

Aspenshine looked at him and nodded in agreement. "It wa sgood he was willing to take her into the clan," she agreed. "But you are right, we need more young cats even if they are more loners or rogues to take in if we want to be able to survive." She flicked her tail as she watched Hawkstar drop prey on the pile. "Hopefully I'll still be young enough to have kits if he ever lifts the ban." She had said the last comment mostly to herself then it was to the tom.

Iriscry looked to her apprentice when they got to the area. "Alright so first what do you think you should take into account of the area before we begin battle training," she asked him. She knew he struggled with closed in areas compared with open, and part of her wanted to use his size too an advantage with the closed space, since there will be plenty of places for him to hide or get to easier then a full grown warrior would have access to.

Oakleaf lashed out his tail as he watched the pair practice, he could find many flaws with Birchpaw's performance. The warrior watched them. The tom was barely impressed when his apprentice was able to trick Quickpaw.

(Rippletail is open too! Oh haha I didn’t know there was a Ripplepaw xD)

(Sure that’s fine with me!)

Rippletail felt like a stretch was needed since there wasn't anything special to do in particular at camp currently. Weaving his way through the forest, he thought a small hunt for the clan would do nicely. Parting his jaws, he stopped to take in the many scents that filled the area. One scent in particular, though, stood out to him immediately. A kittypet?! What were they doing in the forest? They must be trespassing! His fur bristled slightly at the thought. He didn't want any trouble, but he didn't want harm to come either. So, he decided to investigate a bit further.

Birchpaw tries to take a step back but Quickpaw manages to get under him and makes him stumble. He curses and tries to swipe his paws at her.

Quickpaw stumbled backwards once again as Birchpaw slapped her a few good times on the face and couldn’t help but to giggle. “Fine you got me!” She said before she got up to walk around him in a circle, thinking of how she could get him this time. She quickly jumped at his chest and they both fell to the ground rolling around trying to fight for who would pin who down.