Warriors RPG

[The Kingpin]

Nightclaw stood. "Alright! to the stream!" he meowed with a smirk at the two...

[C S]

"You should get off your paws" Fogcloud mewed, his embarrassment moving on with the change of subject. "I dont want to be the reason why your shoulder starts acting up" He growled, giving Demontalon a concerned look.

[Hopeflower]

Lightstorm stood, giving Hawkclaw a gentle nudge to unbalance her as she tried to do the same. She staggered, glaring playfully at her brother, and set off at a quick trot towards the camp entrance. The white tom wasn't far behind her.

"That's why I was headed back here," Demontalon meowed, looking at the entrance to the medicine den. "A rest sounds like a good idea right about now."

[C S]

"Well dont let me stop you!" Fogcloud mewed, nudging Demontalon forward to the den. "You could've told me that before I spilled my heart out to you!"

[Hopeflower]

Demontalon chuckled, allowing herself to be steered into the den. "I wanted to hear what you had to say," she mewed. "It seemed too important to make you wait to tell me."

[C S]

"No regrets" Fogcloud mumbled as they neared the Medicine den. "Your enjoying this aren't you?" He growled as he started into it, the smell of herbs being caught by his nose...

[The Kingpin]

Nightclaw rushed ahead, until he was moving side by side with the other two, thinking about the last fishing trip he had. maybe this time he'd catch something really big...



a sharp clack was heard as one of the few untriggered traps went off, Wraith watching in satisfaction from above. normally he'd use a stick, but most of the ones nearby were either too thin, too brittle or too short, so he had to make due with a rock for this trap. he was pleased to see his aim was still right. angling himself to one side of the trap to compensate for a sudden strong wind blowing in the area, he let go of the rock, which tilted sideways and hit the trap right on the trigger. nodding in satisfaction, he moved on through the trees, having cleared all the traps on the Novaclan side of the border, heading for the opposite border to scan for traps there, having found that most of the ones in the center were already triggered by Fogcloud, only the more well hidden ones escaping detection...

[Hopeflower]

The siblings were walking so close together, their pelts brushed. Every once in a while, Lightstorm reached over to nose his sister's ear. He couldn't help worrying over her - ever since their mother had been lost, she'd seemed so fragile. The loss had affected her badly, but she seemed to be more social these days. Maybe the dark tabby was finally recovering.

"Enjoying being worried over?" Demontalon purred. She gave his flank a gentle flick with her tail. "Between you, Thunderheart, and Blazeheart, I'm starting to think I won't leave the medicine den again before my wound heals."

[C S]

"You wont, if I can help it" Fogcloud replied, half serious. He didnt like the thought of the one he loved being in pain, even if it was miniscule. If he could do anything to speed up recovery, he would

[The Kingpin]

as they left the camp, Nightclaw started glancing around, half expecting another lost clan member to try and taunt them like Firestreak had last time they were out of camp, though after a short while he shrugged the feeling off and continued onwards, thinking back to what he had learned during their last fishing trip...


the black form streaked through the treetops at a breakneck pace, the rare, barely audible sounds marking his presence almost instantly being outdated and worthless at identifying position, the sheer speed of the black tom making tracking pointless. he was in his own element now. moreso than anywhere else in the forest. this was the place he roamed as a loner. the place he had spent half his life. here, he knew each and every root, branch and leaf of every tree, like the back of his paw. each hole, each rock, each abomination the twolegs dumped here, he knew the position of by heart...

[Hopeflower]

"Why am I not surprised," Demontalon meowed, rolling her eyes with a smile as she settled into her nest.

Auburnpelt finished her meal and settled down to wash her paws and muzzle. She looked up, deciding it wasn't safe to spend too long here. Some other cat might be interested in using it as a den. She slipped out into the open and stretched, her dark ginger pelt rippling.

Hawkclaw pricked her ears, listening for the familiar murmur of the stream. Her tail flicked with excitement. She was really starting to look forward to fishing. Maybe she could start bringing fish in more than just once in a while...the stream could be a precious source of prey in leaf-bare, when the mice and voles were hiding in their burrows.

[C S]

Fogcloud let out a sigh, sitting and staring at Demontalon. His face showed concern, love and all around confusion. "I feel like Im caring for a kit..." He mewed, shaking his head

[The Kingpin]

as they neared Nightclaw saw the grass take over the landscape as they passed the Twoleg place, the occasional bush marking the surroundings, the glitter of the stream visible ahead...


meanwhile, Wraith was nearing the edge of the old Shadowclan border, entering what was marked as Riverclan, the tom slowing just before the edge of the forest, to inspect the traps in the area, and get rid of what little remained. of the 20 so traps in the Thunder-Shadow border area, Fogcloud had missed about 4, one of them triggered shortly before Wraith arrived, the rat triggering it killed instantly, to Wraith's satisfaction. in the area he was in now there were only 10, but almost half of them were very well hidden, meaning there was a chance Fogcloud had missed a few...

[Hopeflower]

Demontalon resisted the urge to snort and instead reached up to touch her nose to Fogcloud's cheek. "Maybe because I'm about as stubborn as one," she mewed. "Or maybe you're getting overprotective, love..."

Hawkclaw upped the pace slightly, eager to get started.

[C S]

"Maybe..." His gaze turned to Cloudhaze, who was keeping tabs on the herbs, taking careful consideration as to where she put a few special ones. "Please" He mewed. The medicine cat's ears pricked. She turned her head and mewed "What is it?"
"...Keep an eye on her..." He replied, looking back at the black pelted cat...

[The Kingpin]

Nightclaw sprung forward, trotting towards the stream, stopping in the shade of a tree overshadowing the water...



a dragging sound could be heard as Wraith swept a stick along the ground, a very firm grip on it with his teeth as he dragged it through the leaves and dirt, a chunk of dirt, grass and leaves shredded and kicked up as the trap sprung, the stick in his jaws being tugged by the trap as it shut at an awkward angle around the stick. Wraith yanked the stick, now marked by the trap where it closed, free, before heading to another location not far from there...

[Hopeflower]

"I'll be on my best behavior," Demontalon meowed, only half sarcastically.

Lightstorm bounded forward, Hawkclaw not far behind the two toms. The dark tabby's mouth was already watering as she imagined sinking her claws and teeth into a fish.

[C S]

"Ill see you later then" Fogcloud mewed, nuzzling the she cat before making his way out of the den. He hoped she'd actually get some rest, though he wouldnt be suprised if he found her walking about as soon as he left...

[Hopeflower]

Demontalon nodded, yawning as she closed her eyes. Hopefully when she woke up from her nap, her shoulder wouldn't hurt as much. She tucked her nose into her chest fur and sighed quietly as she drew her tail close to her side.

[The Kingpin]

Nightclaw eyed the water hungrily. he looked forward to catching something big this time...with three of them, he had a better chance of catching something for the whole Clan, or at least for several clan members...



Another snap rang out near the edge of the forest, leaves being blown off and another vicious scar appearing on the stick as the trap sprung around it just as Wraith swung one end down on top of the general area of the trigger, the entire thing buried under leaves and almost undetectable if not for Wraith's having witnessed it being laid there in the past. now that his work was accomplished, he let the stick lay there. he checked where he was holding it from. thankfully, he had been successful in keeping his bite marks to a minimum; almost unnoticable without intense inspection. he had learned long ago that leaving signs for the twolegs to notice was a very bad idea...