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Breezefeather lifted her slender head and strared at the source of the noise.
Holy Mousedung! she thought, awed. Before her stood a tree. Of course, everyone had seen this tree before, but not like this. The last storm had been pretty violent. Lightning and flooding. But everyone had survived okay.
Well, not everyone, Breezefeather conceded, looking at the charred remains of the giant willow and the skelotons that littered the blunt limbs.
Shaking her head and forcing her paws to move, Breezefeather padded past the willow, silent and respectful. Although the leader needed to be told, Breezefeather was on a mission.
Mousestep was hungry.
The pregant queen had woken her sister up with a vengence, and declared her hunger to the whole world. Naturally, the twin had to go and hunt for her. She looked behind her, and made sure that her companions weren't dead. Yep, still there she thought, as she spied them all still looking at the tree, some with awe, fear, and others with interest.

Whiteflame surveyed the the willow, and smiled. Nature was at work, and sometimes it's work was fearful.
She glanced over at the other cats with her, and nearly laughed. Breezefeather was looking rather agitated. And no wonder! Mousestep was enough to drive even Starcan crazy!.
Whiteflame sighed mentally, and silently expressed her sympathies. But, she thought as she looked at the others with them, life goes on, and right now, life required that they go hunting and feed the clan.
"Okay, guys, enough. We're on a hunting patrol. When we return, we'll let Cherrystar know. And then you can admire to you heart's content."

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The deputy, DeadEye, came up to them with his piercing eye. He has lost an eye when he was a kit and brought here, to this Clan. He has black fur with a white chest, white muzzle and some white toes. His claws were long and sticky with blood from the two fish he caught and the rabbit. He blinked and you can see the claw marks stained with blood on his 'dead' eye. This was a disadvantage to everything. Everything.

The tom licked a paw and then hissed softly, 'Hello girls. Are you hunting for MouseStep? She seems very hungry and could burst out her guts out. I'm giving the rabbit to her and the fish to the elders. We need RiverClan to stay healthy and won't die. We're the weakest Clan ever right now.' He said those words with worry and bitterness, strong bitterness.

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Oh, thank you!" Breathed Breezefeather, her relief palapable. She had had this recuring nightmare--or was it daymare?--that she would not be able to catch anything for Mousestep, and that would be the end of life as she knew it.


Whiteflame nodded to her deputy, and meowed, "That we are, Deadeye. But only in numbers. In heart, we are the strongest of all."

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<sub>DeadEye's fur prickled as WhiteFlame said those words and blushed. He liked WhiteFlame. A lot. But didn't want to tell. Does she like him back...? No one knows. The deputy smiled and then shook his head, his ears moving. 'Well, I'll be back soon.' he mewed as he ran back to camp, his tough body was sweating...

He came back and licked a paw again. 'There, I gave the rabbit to MouseStep and fish to the elders.' he growled, flickered his tail. He looked at the again and licked a paw, again.</sub>

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Breezefeather watched Deadeye go, and said to Whiteflame, "Wow, that sure was poetic. Where'd that come from?"


Whiteflame watched the deputy go, and looked sharply at Breezefeather when she spoke.
"From places you'll never experiance, and never know," she answered the tabby cooly.
Whiteflame flickered her ears and commented, "Deadeye's back."
Deadeye pretty muched parroted what Whiteflame had said, and then Breezefeather exploded with, "WOW! That was fast!"
Whiteflame flicked her tail and muttered, "Come, we're wasting daylight."

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<sub>DeadEye coughed a bit and nodded, taking the lead. He sniffed the air and let out a low snarl.
'ShadowClan cats on our border again! And it's that PoppyPaw!' He quickly moved out of the way and ran and ran...

He spotted the brown she-cat, who was hunting with some other ShadowClan warriors. 'Hey, you! Get off our territory, you dung!'</sub>

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Breezefeather raced after Deadeye, eager to defend the borders. And ShadowClan was worst of all...


Whiteflame loped after her companions, resigned. Sure, ShadowClan was the ugliest most disgusting of the five Clans but still, who cared? They were at the border. They did have a right to be on the border, and as long as they stayed off the RiverClan parts...


Edited By: Mercurystar
Reason: Because Breezy forgot about the fifth and most important clan! *cough* BloodClan *cough*

Edited By: Breezy
Reason: To Reply to Mercury
NOOOOO!!!!! RiverClan is mst important! So there!

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<sub>The ShadowClan warriors and PoppyPaw looked back and hissed, 'We're not even on your territory. Just a fox-tail length from it. So, shut up.'

DeadEye growled and shook his head. He unsheathed his claws.</sub>

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((Mind if I join? :3))

Silverfang stepped forward, tabby fur bristling. "I wouldnt advise you to start a fight when you are clearly out numbered." She eyed their tiny patrol with scorn.

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<sub>DeadEye looked at her with his cold eyes [whoops, i mean EYE] and smirked. He knew he could scare her with his 'dead' eye and he licked a paw. 'Really?'

PoppyPaw stood up and stepped forward. Her fur went up as she saw the RiverClan cats.</sub>

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Silverfang brushed her tail over Poppypaw's spine to calm her. "We arent on your territory." she stated simply. "Now let us continue our hunt without you yowling at us every time we lift our noses!"

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<sub>DeadEye looked at her and growled, 'Why does PoppyPaw smell like fish?'

PoppyPaw's eyes widened and she stammered, 'Uhh... No, I didn't!'</sub>

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Breezefeather slipped around Deadeye, flicking her tail across his nose.
"Poppypaw, have you been hunting fish?" she asked, her voice quiet and sincere.

Whiteflame inwardly snorted. Breezefeather was going to try her 'I'm-your-friend' routine--granted, it usually works, but still...

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<sub>PoppyPaw didn't say anything. She looked at her paws and mumbled something.

DeadEye's ears went down, half-down. 'Excuse me?' he growled.</sub>

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Silverfang gave the apprentice a stern glare. If she had been fishing in RiverClan territory, she was in so much trouble!

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<sub>PoppyPaw grumbled, 'Hmph.' She threw a fish on the ground.

DeadEye gave her a glare and growled, 'Come on.'

PoppyPaw hissed and threw two more fish on the ground. 'Sorry.'</sub>

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Silverfang's fur bristled with fury. "What were you thinking?!" she hissed at the apprentice. "That is against the warrior code! You should know better!" He turned back to the deputy, Deadeye. "I apologize for this apprentice's behavior. I can promise that she will be punished."

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<sub>The tom blinked as the ShadowClan she-cat hissed at the apprentice. DeadEye growled, 'Hm. PoppyPaw, you should be ashamed of yourself. Hm. Good-bye, SilverFang.' Before he turned back, he added, 'Oh. Since PoppyPaw hunted on our grounds, we shall report this to CherryStar [who is soo inactive] and speak to your leader about this at the Gathering.' The deputy glared at PoppyPaw and began to walk away from the ShadowClan warriors.

PoppyPaw's ears went down when SilverFang hissed at her. 'Ok, sheesh!' she snapped back and stomped away with her tail down.</sub>

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Silverfang rolled her eyes. Will apprentices ever learn? She picked up their prey and followed after the steaming, young she cat.

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Breezefeather smirked, but not where Poppypaw could see it. Apprentices were such suckers, sometimes...

Whiteflame waited until they were a good distance away from the ShadowClan border before laughing. "Whoo, I haven't seen such a look like that since my younger days."
She shook her head and said, "Nice one, Breezefeather."

[Um, on the Alleginaces for RiverClan on the header, there is no Whiteflame...]

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DeadEye licked a paw and looked at WhiteFlame. 'WhiteFlame,' he began softly, his eyes showing some warmth. But, something in his mind told him to be tough and keep it cool. 'You got mud on your paws. Clean it up.' the deputy snarled and walked away from her. Why didn't he say it! Why!

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Breezefeather looked at Deadeye's retreating form, eyebrow thingyed, and then padded after the RiverClan deputy.
Wierdness. Toms were wierdness incarnate.

Whiteflame stared at Deadeye. Mud on my paws? Clean it up? You clean it up! she thought irratably. She slenched her jaw, and padded after the patrol.
Lightningstar was so going to hear about this. Stinking male chauvinist tom. Clean it up!
Ugh. Ugh ugh ugh. Toms! Why do they even exist?

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<sub>The tom was walking slowly with his tail up and his ears pointed up, his neck high and his eyes half-closed. Like he was leader of RiverClan. But he isn't. Yet. LightingStar is a noble leader but he could do much better. With experience and skills, he could make RiverClan the best of all. Better than the other Clans. Maybe he could show who's the powerful Clan and they will be feared of him. This rouge-blooded tom was a dangerous, ambitious one. Though, he does not kill for power. He kills for more important goals. Which you will never know of his bitter life.

He jumped on the mossy rocks with no hesitation at all and when he got to the other end, he licked his paw and looked back on his shoulder. The she-cats were following him, jumping on the mossy rocks. He blinked his . Aren't they usually much faster than this? the irritated tom thought, tail flickering.</sub>

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ooc: please finish! @_@ pwetty pwease!
edit: YAY!!!

Breezefeather touched off the last rock, and landed smoothly before Deadeye. She padded past him, and sat down behind him. SHe was studying him, and would rather that he not know.
What's up with him? She thought, concerned. He normally wasn't like this...

Whiteflame was a few fox-legnths behind Breezefeather. She was sulking, although not visably. And she so di not want to have any contact with a certain tom.
She landed on the last rock, and then paused, teetering on the rocks. A thought had struck her.
Was Deadeye okay?
Granted, he normally was kind of moody, but this just took the cake. And Whiteflame had the inkling that something was up.
However, she had the fortitude not to show her thoughts on her face, and instead bunched up her muscles and sailed effortlessly to the earth.
In front of her was Deadeye, of whom she dared not look in the eye.

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'Hm. . .' mumbled the deputy, licking his paws. He was a bit bored and annoyed, but still. He wonders if he could find more cats for his Clan. Maybe rouges like him, DeadEye the rouge. Yet, the RiverClanners beside him won't like it and won't accept it. But he didn't care. They know well enough that they need more cats.

And that's what they will get.

--short i know--

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occ;; posted?

edit: Sorry - I have had absolutely no muse lately - I was milked dry from my |SoS| roleplays...maybe tomorrow....