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The log crashed into pieces as the two land. Oakpaw fortunately landed in a bush. On the other hand...Yellowsting landed flat on the rock. "You could've killed us all!" His mentor lectures. "Well uh...oops!" He smiles sheepishly.

Wishflower heard the crash and sighed. "Those two mouse brains are gonna' get themselves killed like that someday." She grumbles, continuing to sort the herbs.

//My sight sucks, ran into a wall because I don't have my glasses on

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Flintstar yowled when she saw the log. "Great Starclan!" She exclaimed. She looked at Thornpaw. "Are you alright!?" She quickly checked the cats body. "Are you hurt?"

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Thornpaw brushes off her fur. "I...i think im ok...are you ok?" she turns to look at Flintstar with worry in her eyes

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"I believe I am fine." She looks over at where the log landed. "Come on. Let's see if everone is okay." She quickly walked to the remains of the log. "Is everyone alright?"

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"Uhh...I dunno' if Yellowsting's okay, he's bleeding." Oakpaw inched away from his mentor. Of course he was still on the rock. "Oakpaw..." Yellowsting started. "Y-yes?" He sweat-dropped.

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Flintstar padded over to Yellowsting. "Somebody get Wishflower..." She shook her head.

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Thornpaw looks up at Flintstar. "Let me go, i can find the way back..." she squeaks, turning towards the direction they came and waiting for Flintstar's approval

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"U-uh..it's my fault, I should get her." Oakpaw said, sending Thornpaw a 'help me' look. Yellowsting slowly slid off the rock.

"This better not be those two rascals, Yellowsting is always the one to get hurt." Wishflower grumbles and gathers cobwebs for the certain warrior's arrival. She was used to it, but it annoyed her greatly.

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Flintstar nodded. "Be very careful." She started coughing again. I can't let them find out that I am getting sick. I can't have them worried about me. She sat with Yellowsting.

//poor Oakpaw lmfa o

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//moo you called him yellowfang, also idek if you sent oakpaw too but he's coming with me i guess idk im dumb

Thornpaw nods and dashes off, heading back towards camp with oakpaw

Once there, thornpaw runs into the medicine cat's den, panting tiredly. "Come quick wishflower, yellowsting is hurt!"

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Flintstar waited for Wishflower. "This really could have been avoided..." She sneezed. "Ugh."

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Username: Cherry_Flavored_Fox

Cat name: Shadedfur

Moons old: 24

Gender: She-cat

Rank: Warrior (I could make her the leader of another clan if that help the story a little better)

Picture/Description:

Personality: A feisty she-cat with a hostile attitude. She's respectful of her clan mates but her long claws and sharp eyes intimidate most felines. Shadedfur is a powerful cat despite her relatively small size, making her feared as one of the deadliest warriors. Though with the tactful battle strategies and expert moves comes a draw back. She often over calculates while hunting, resulting in many failed captures.

Kin: Shadedfur is a clan cat down to the last drop of blood. Her parents were both clan born and died together fighting valiantly to save their clan. They rested in a puddle of their mixed blood, their paws intertwining and noses touching in a final farewell.

History: This cat has a long, jagged scar along the right side of her body. Most cats don't know how she got it but rumors spread like wild fire. Some think it was a fall, others a ferocious battle or dogs. Only a few cats know the truth.

Password: grassclan

Other: She has an ambition to become the deputy one day, and will fight to earn the trust and loyalty of her clan to be rewarded with the title.


Sample:

The dark she-cat slipped out of the warriors den with a large yawn. She'd been on the dawn patrol and was taking a well deserved nap before the scent of prey woke her. She stretched, her spine arching up then down, front legs extended while her claws flexed. When she relaxed again Shadedfur let out a long sigh before padding over to the fresh kill pile to take a squirrel. The tender green leaf flesh made her purr despite the tuffs of brown fur getting caught between her teeth.

Bones crunched between her powerful jaws as she devoured her meal until only scraps of fur were left behind. The small she-cat licked her lips clean with a low purr before settling herself down for a nice wash, lapping at a paw and dragging it over her face, cleaning the scent of fresh kill from her whiskers.

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//i jUST
HER KIN
THATS PRETTY SAD WOW

If you do not mind can you put an introduction post in the other section of your form?//

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((done :3 ))

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(Woopsehs)

"You two 'lil rascals better stop getting into these messes. Where is he?" Wishflower huffed. "Follow us." Oakpaw said and raced back to Yellowsting.

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Thornpaw races alongside oakpaw, matching his pace almost perfectly, and she smiles to herself thinking that she could get used to this whole clan thing.

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(You put Yellowsting in your post. He's back at the rock, bleeding to death x3)

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//w hoops lemme fix that

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//Accepted!//

Flintpelt was still waiting for her clanmates. She hoped they would get to Yellowsting on time. "You are going to be fine, Yellowsting. Your clanmates should be here soon." She mewed.

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A little bit after Flintstar said what she did, thornpaw dives over the hill, oakpaw and wishflower behind her. "We brought the medicine cat, is yellowsting alright?"

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