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(oh okay)

''then i, maplestar, now name this she-cat silverflame of oakclan, may starclan guide your path'' she meowed loud and clear.
all the clan cats chanted and meowed loudly, which made silverflame pin her ears back a little.
i've never liked the end of these ceremony's... to loud she thought.

Ravenclaw dipped her head respectfully to the leader and rose to her paws. She shook out her long, silky calico pelt and gave a few blinks. Rowanclaw barged through the crowd of cats and greeted Silverflame and Ravenclaw. "Hey! Congrats! Come with me, I'll show you our territory. You guys can fight, right? We might run into StreamClan." He meowed. Ravenclaw's teeth gritted. "Of course I can fight mouse-brain," She spat. Rowanclaw purred. "I like your fighters' attitude, Ravenclaw." He meowed and quickly rushed towards the entrance. Ravenclaw ungracefully crushed several leaf-fall leaves beneath her paws. Rowanclaw jerked to the right. "For starters, this is the Barrens. Terrible place for hunting, good for fighting training sessions." He nodded towards the empty field.

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''cool.. and i know how to fight rowanclaw...'' silverflame growled faintly.
she walked ahead sniffing the ground scenting if any threats were near by.
no threats so far... but there couldn't be any nearby since me and ravenclaw just joined.. she thought a bit curious.
''anyway..... this seems like a very great clan'' silverflame said a bit more kinder.

Rowanclaw simply nodded and went past the barrens, to a roaring crystal clear stream. "Here is the stream. A fairly bad place to hunt as well-" Ravenclaw interrupted him. "What about fish?" She asked. He turned to her, shocked. "Fish?" He meowed. "Um... Yeah..." She replied hesitantly. "We don't hunt fish." He meowed in a faraway tone.

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''why not? this stream practically runs through the clans territory'' silverflame said looking a bit confused.
she walked over and faintly pawed the surface.
''doesn't seem likely for a cat to resist a good fish'' she said looking at rowanclaw.

"We OakClan cats just don't fish," He shrugged.

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''well thats just a mouse brained thing... all cats eat fish'' she argued with a bit of anger in her tone of voice.

"Its just not one of OakClan's natural abilities," The tabby-brown tom meowed calmly. His tail lashed meekly as he padded along to the pine tree, yet he didn't pass it. "Ravenclaw, don't go across the border tree," He meowed calmly, as the calico took a step back. "This is the border between OakClan and StreamClan," He meowed.

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''and if we cross that boarder we instantly get attacked..?'' she asked pretending to be a bit confused.
rowanclaw shrugged and continued on.
silverflame shook her head and rolled her shoulder blades acting as if she were stiff.
following behind him, she looked back over her shoulder at the small stream.
its strange that these clan cats don't know how to fish.. it ain't natural for a cat to not know how to fish she thought, but she pushed all thoughts aside and kept following rowanclaw.

After the tour the group went back to camp. (Its actually not strange, some clans just don't fish)

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(Buuump. Mind if I double-post? Okay, great.)

Two moons ago, StreamClan
A huge, sturdy, thick-furred, lean, glossy, light brown tabby tom with a pale brown belly and legs, sharp claws, and two brilliant icy-blue eyes sat in front of his clan's nursery. His short crooked ears jetted up as a scrawny, withered, thin gray tabby tom padded out of the nursery.
"Stonetooth! How is she?" The tom asked urgently as he rose to his paws. "She is tired." Stonetooth replied, his glassy blue eyes calm and gentle. "How many?" He asked Stonetooth.

"My, my, Quailfur. Calm down, there is nothing to worry of. Cloverheart has borne a small, healthy she-kit. Hold your head up high and be proud of this young one. Go and see her if you are so urged to." The medicine cat mewed, and moved to the side.
Quailfur nodded curtly as his bushy tail lashed, and he padded to see a pale silver queen with astonishing emerald-green eyes, long, feathery whiskers, and a sweeping, plumy tail. She curled around a small, small newborn she-kit.

"Quailfur." Cloverheart confirmed with a sooth, pleasant purr. "How are you doing?" The tom warrior asked softly as he ever so gently pressed his nose to her forehead affectionately. "Drowsily. My love, this is our new healthy she-kit." The queen meowed as she lapped the young, squirming kit. "She's so tiny," The warrior chided.
"She is only tiny for now. Her eyes will open, and no doubt she will bloom in a growth spurt." Cloverheart mewed. "She merely takes after my size." The queen added, proudly. "Than I name this she-kit Blossomkit, for she will bloom into an immense size, and become a warrior that StreamClan may be proud of." Quailfur purred. The young she-kit stopped squirming as her fathers' eyes rested gently upon her, and the crisp breeze of wind silently slivered into the nursery.

The little kits' eyes opened, to reveal playful, healthy green eyes that glimmered in the light. "The blessing of StarClan to accept the name." Stonetooth meowed, his whiskers twitching in amusement. Cloverheart purred, and Quailfur's nose touched Blossomkit's forehead in the most gentle action he could. "Her brother, Jaggedkit is merely five sunrises older than her, yet his eyes are not brought to see the sight of the world." Quailfur whispered, proudly.
The small, lithe, black-and-white kit gave a delicate mewl and curled up beneath her mother. "Shall I tell Shimmerstar that his sister has--" Stonetooth asked. "No, Stonetooth, Cloverheart needs rest." The tabby-brown tom meowed. Stonetooth nodded.

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''so, wanna go train a bit in the training fields ravenclaw? i'll race you, just for old times sake?'' silverflame asked growling playfully.
she was acting like her old rogue self now that she was more used to being in oakclan.

Ravenclaw's floppy whiskers twitched as she turned around. "Now than, Silverflame," She said in a scolding tone. She glanced among the training fields. "No rules," She whispered amusingly into the silvery she-cat's ear and sprinted as fast as she could.

StreamClan, Present.
Blossomkit opened her --what her mother called-- astonishing green eyes as they misted off blur and let her see into the world again. She felt the tickle of light, long whiskers and an ever so gentle lap on her forehead.
"Wake up, my kit." The deep but soothe whisper echoed in her ear. She turned to see the familiar, lithe pale silver she-cat, her green eyes soft and her plumy tail twitching delicately. The morning light shimmered like the clear waves from the pond on the edge of the nursery, her mothers' pelt shining like waves. The tiny, ash-black kit had to stretch her eyelids open.
Blossomkit squirmed a bit as the warm, soft tongue groomed her sleek, straight fur to a shining night sky-like state. "Cloverheart, my fur is already straight enough--" Blossomkit whined. (Oh, clanners don't call their mothers 'mom'.) "Shush, my kit, you will wake up your older brother," The queen scolded.

Blossomkit shuffled her tiny white paws as she brushed her long crooked whiskers against her ash-black shoulder. The tip of her tail was also white, and so was her muzzle and underbelly. She glanced hesitantly at the well-muscled, large, grey tabby whom was squirming in his sleep as he snuggled against Cloverheart's tail. He was much bigger than Blossomkit, being only five sunrises older than her, the young she-kit felt like they were a moon apart when it came to size. She watched the rocky grey stripes on Jaggedkit's back ruffle even more in the wind.
He's obviously going to be a fighter, Blossomkit thought.
"Jaggedkit, wake up!" She whispered into her brothers' ear as he stirred, and his deep-blue eyes fluttered open. "Stop being such a newborn. You don't still need me to protect you when your only a fox-tail(foot) out of the nursery, do you?" Her brother mumbled, and curled up back to sleep. "Annoying piece of mouse-dung," She grumbled to herself but she didn't really mean it.

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silverflame instantly ran after her, and without any effort, ran right past ravenclaw running towards the training field.
''beat you there slow poke!'' she called back and skidded to a stop right at the edge of the training field.
''i'm the fastest she-cat alive! no one can outrun me'' she bragged and padded out onto the training field stretching her muscles and rolling her shoulder blades.
''really think your that fast silverflame? you've only been in this clan for a few sunrises and you think your all that'' a tall, slender tom said walking over to them.
she jumped and looked at the tom cat flattening her ears.
''well i didn't really say-'' she started to say but was cut off.
''you may think your the fastest.. but your not as fast as me...'' the tom cat growled in a low, challenging tone.
his tail twitched and he walked back up the path towards the clan camp.
''what is his problem..?'' she quietly asked ravenclaw.

Ravenclaw glared icily at the brown tom-cat, her glare locking with his. His teeth gritted as he padded away. "That was Brackenpaw. He's an apprentice, and gets jealous a lot. Next time that apprentice disrespects you in front of me, I'll cuff him in the ear. And if your alone, mind if you do it for me?" Ravenclaw replied, not taking an answer. (You not making a StreamClan character? D:)

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(okay, okay, i'll make a stream clan character)

~streamclan~

waking up and yawning, razorfang sat up and stretched in the warrior den looking around.
''well.. might as well hunt'' she muttered and headed out of the clan camp towards the hunting grounds.

~oakclan training fields~

''oh i'll make sure he has a few scars.. and maybe a little bit of his dignity gone before the day he tries that again is out'' she said with a small chuckle.
she walked over to a spot and stood there.
''ready?'' she asked with a huge amused grin planted on her face.

(Its not a kit? D: Nah, jk.)

OakClan
"Stop stressing me out!" Ravenclaw's tail flicked wildly. "Go!" She yelped and zoomed across the field, her heart pounding. The wind sank into her fur like blades. She closed her eyes and ran, pushing herself harder.

StreamClan
Blossomkit's spine shivered as she lapped at the crystal-clear water of the pond. Her thorn-sharp claws patted at the ground, the water was a scorching pond of ice. Feeling a sharp nudge at her shoulder, she stumbled and turned to complain. "H-" She began, but a plumy silver tail clamped her muzzle shut. "Come on you weakling, lets go play!" Jaggedkit meowed and raced out of the nursery. Blossomkit stumbled, but raced out of the nursery, reaching the clearing before her brother.

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silverflame leaped and tackled her to the ground biting her ear.
she leaped away then leaped back at ravenclaw over and over again tackling her to the ground.
though little did they know both of them were being watched by two cats.
she isn't that fast... i am faster the tall slender tom cat brackenpaw thought growling faintly.

~streamclan she-cat~
they are pretty good fighters... dragonfang said as her tail twitched.
she was not in the clans territory, but before she hunted she usually watches the oakclanners train contently laying on a sunning rock letting the rays of light hit her bright gray pelt.

OakClan
Ravenclaw gave a hefty yowl into Silverflame's ear, a dirty move to distract the opponent. Quickly, Ravenclaw spun Silverflame over and raked her claws down the silvery she-cat's belly, but not hard enough for harm. "You may be faster at racing, but I'm a better fighter." Ravenclaw purred.

StreamClan
Blossomkit tumbled to the floor, panting as her brother scolded at her. "Jaggedkit, lets stop play-fighting now." Blossomkit hissed. "Come on you weakling!" Jaggedkit chided. He gave a threatening claw at her ear, but he meant to miss it. However, his plan failed and he chipped the tip of his sister's ear off, as she gave a yowl when blood streamed off her ear. "Blossomkit!" Cloverheart yowled as she pounced over to the small, ash-black kit. "I hate you!" Blossomkit screeched at the shocked silver-tabby kit and buried her nose into Cloverheart's tail.
(You going to stay warrior or go kit? Just asking.)

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(i might add a kit into the rp mkay? just give me time to plan it out)

''no fair, training foul!'' she laughed and pushed ravenclaw away and sat up.
she perked her ears up looking over seeing brackenpaw walk over.
oh great.. here comes mister kill joy she thought pinning her ears back.
''i am sorry for the way i acted...'' he said generally being different, which shocked silverflame.
then he continued.
''i would like to challenge you to a race around the training fields... first one back to this spot wins'' he finished.
she looked at ravenclaw and winked, then turned back to brackenpaw.
''your on mouse brain, and you'll regret ever challenging me'' she spat.
both of them stood right where they stood.