Harmony [OPEN]

Suneyes crawled out from underneath some gorse. A light sprinkle during the night had sent a lot of WindClan under the protection of the scraggly grass that made up the camp. Pulling herself out and onto her feet, Suneyes looked around the camp. Many of the warriors were stirring. Their new home was already familiar. The place they had resided was slowly fading away. But Suneyes would never forget those they left there. Hazelstar she would remember the most. Hazelstar had always said that the lake wasn't where they belong. Suneyes just wished the old she-cat would have lived to at least come to place where they do belong. A coughing-fit sounded to the queens right. The she-cat turned to look at the medicine cat den. Her gaze clouded over. Heatherflower had fallen ill during the journey. It was easy to see the young she-cat was dying. But something was keeping the calico she-cat here. When the white form of Cloudpaw came into sight Suneyes knew why. Heatherflower was determined not to join StarClan until Cloudpaw was ready to be without her. Suneyes watched as Cloudpaw stopped at a cowering black form. It was Spiritpaw. The only one who knew what had happened to Hazelstar and Stargaze, and he couldn't even speak. The Clan had and was suffering losses, but they would survive. They always would. The guides known as Dawn and Dusk had helped them, and had taken shelter in the old barn near WindClan territory. Suneyes felt a smile tug at her face. It was odd to be in a place that the Clans once resided in. As soon as the barn came into sight a feeling of serenity had over come Suneyes. That was Barley's barn, they were home. As Suneyes looked at her Clan, her gaze feel onto a old gray tom-cat. Beaming she padded over to Stormsong. "Hi there, old friend." [bg=e7cc93][atrb=border,0,true]

Brightfur poked her head out from under a thicket of gorse. It was strange to think that this was now their home. It was even stranger to think that it once was their home. The little, fluff ball opened her mouth, drawing in the scents. It smelled similar to her old home, she could taste the moorland, and recognize the rabbits. Still, it was weird. Especially with the absence of their former leader. Hazelstar always made the clan feel safe, with her old age wisdom, and fierce golden eyes. Brightfur's eyes trailed slowly down onto their new leader; Suneyes. The she-cat wasn't clan-born, but already more of a warrior than anyone else in the clan. The tabby was fit for being their new leader, even if she wasn't brown colored, no old. Her mind went to the place it usually took shelter. A hidden chest of memories, all filled with Whiteheart's smile. She stood absently, reminiscing to the moments she missed most. They all involved the snow colored tom. It was him she admired most, it was him she longed for. Every time she caught his gaze, her heart would buckle, and she'd collapse ever so in love. The sad part was, that he didn't love her back. More importantly, they weren't even friends. Before the long journey even began, they had shared a few tear-soaked hours together. But that was it. A rustling of some sort snapped her out of it. Ears alert she peered through the gorse entrance, it was an apprentice carrying back it's prey. The she-cat suddenly got the whisk of some plan. It wasn't anything seductive in the least, but it could tackle the task of becoming his friend. Her eyes found his sleek white pelt, as they usually dead. Whiteheart still looked down in the dumps about Stargaze's death. Brightfur knew what she was going to do today, she was going to lift his spirits. Although her legs were trembling she urged herself to approach the tom. He won't ignore you, he's nice, kind, and thoughtful. He would never be mean enough to yell at you. The she-cat ran this through her mind multiple times before suddenly he was right there, in front of her. Gulping back any fear she meowed hastily, "I was wondering if you'd want to take a couple apprentice out and practice some battle training?" Her words were all over the place, sucking in a deep breath she repeated herself but a lot calmer, "I mean, I wanted to know if you'd help me do some battle training with a couple of apprentices." Brightfur patiently awaited his reply, although her tail was swishing back and forth feverishly. [bg=f0e3b0][atrb=border,0,true]

A bundle of fur lay still on the side of the camp, resting. Her eyes were closed and her breath was steady, her sides raising and falling steadily. She was still adjusting to the Windclan ways, she hadn’t even been an apprentice for a moon yet. Hard to believe, it already seemed like this is where she belonged. Like that day when she had challenged her parents to that bet was destined to happen. Who knows? Maybe Starclan had brought her here for a reason. Did she believe in Starclan? Perhaps. She wasn’t sure. She would like to believe in them, but that doubt always tugged at her heart. Hell, it wasn’t like it was her choice. She wanted to trust in them, to follow them like her life depended on it, the problem was.. she just couldn’t. It truly tug at her heart strings. Did that make sense? She was an unwilling athiest. Wow. What a curse. Feralpaw stood and decided it was well past time she got up. No more use in trying to get some sleep, it would just make her schedule worse than it already was. See, Feralpaw was a nightcat. She thrived on night time. Nocturnal since birth, kind of like Shadowclan. She was suffering for it now. Feralpaw found it hard to sleep while the moon was out and had barely any motivation to sleep under Starclan. No matter how tired she was during the day – the cold night air just sparked the life back into her again. She sighed. It wouldn’t seem like she belonged here, now would it? But she did. This is where Feralpaw decided to reside, this was her home now. They had taken her in without question. A little too willingly for what Feralpaw would have expected. The Clans were not her old way of life in the slightest. When she had first arrived, she felt outcasted. Like she hadn’t belonged here and everyone knew it. That was, until she had found out that her very own leader wasn’t Clan born. Interesting. Maybe Windclan wasn’t as discriminative, or maybe it was. Feralpaw didn’t know. She had only been here for half a moon she estimated. She was still getting adjusted to how to behave here. She assumed it would grow on her. Hopefully soon. She was tired of not knowing what to do. Feralpaw looked up and around at her surrondings. She realized she was doing nothing. She could atleast try and get to know her clan mates, right? She knew no one. Eyes scanned the area, deciding whom to talk to. The two toned irisis rested on Suneyes. Or was it Sunstar? She shrugged her blades. To be honest, she had no clue, all she knew was that was her leader. It would be best to become associated with her, right? Right. It seemed logical enough. With a step forward Feralpaw began making her way to her leader, watching as Suneyes(..star?) advanced towards another member. A glance was hardly offered to the tom as she stood a close, yet respectful distance to the Leader of Windclan. Shy? No, Feralpaw was not. She was quite aware of the rank this female held, but that didn't mean she was non-approachable. Right? The she-cat didn't seem busy at the moment, just appeared she was making small talk. Feralpaw hoped she was right, because here she went. Her jaws parted and she let out a firm greeting. "Morning." She heisitated and remembered customs, with a bow of her head. [bg=#3E3535][atrb=border,0,true]

Stormsong rested his gaze calmly on the camp. It was peaceful, despite their recent arrival. It was like nothing happened. He was perched on the sidelines, beside the leader's den, wishing for the good old days. But, it was nice, also, to be an elder and to live in peace instead of war. Besides, if he stayed a warrior, he would be Stormstar now. And he was too old for a rank like that. Suneyes was much more suitable for the position, anyway. She was young; strong. She would live much longer than he. But, the least he could do was to relive a little of his deputy days and guide her. That is until she finds a new, strong deputy to take his place. Though he wouldn't mind her visiting for a talk or advice from time to time. He enjoyed her presence since the day the first talked many moons ago. He was surprised Hazelstar didn't pick her to be deputy back then, and instead picked Stormsong. But, she was younger back then. She didn't even have an apprentice yet. But here she was now: full grown and a leader. Stormsong smiled. She had grown right before his eyes. And matured, too. She even had a family of her own. She was still young, too, and had her whole life ahead of her. Nothing but good would come out of her future. Stormsong guaranteed it. As if he summoned her with his thoughts, Suneyes appeared with a gleam in her eye. "Greetings, Sunstar." Stormsong teased, smiling and flicking her ear with his tail. "I don't know if I'll ever get used to your leader name. To me you'll always be the loyal warrior Suneyes." Casting her a look of gratitiude he meowed, "And what brings you here to visit an old cat like me?" A small form appeared in front of them without warning. It was Feralpaw, a young apprentice. Smiling he meowed, "Brave, aren't you? When I was an apprentice I was scared out of my fur to approach the leader." [bg=29293c][atrb=border,0,true]

"Cloudpaw..where are you?" The fluffy brown tabby tom scanned the clearing restlessly. His white friend was nowhere to be seen. Was he collecting herbs? Was he taking care of a patient? Was he training by himself again? No, Cloudpaw would have taken him if he did that, right? Or was he still uncomfortable around Eaglepaw? Maybe he was nervous around him? Frantic thoughts bombarded the apprentice's mind. Very rarely would the energetic tom worry. But Cloudpaw was his first companion. And he was determined to keep it alive. But right now, he couldn't work on it. But that was alright. There still is other apprentices! But he had to pick on someone he didn't talk to much...someone like...once again he searched the clearing for someone to talk to. A calico shape appeared in sight, almost looking dead. Feralpaw! Of course! She was still considered rather new to the Clan, and he wasn't for sure if she had friends or not. Was there another cat besides him and Cloudpaw that had no friends? This could be the time to get another friend like Cloudpaw! Eaglepaw didn't know much about the she-cat, though. Was she friendly? Shy? Active? Either way, hopefully she'll like him. He was just begging for more company. It was hard enough not having friends, let alone his only friend he couldn't train with because of differences in ranks. This could be his chance. Eaglepaw scampered across the clearing toward the still body, but before he could catch up to her she disappeared from her spot, heading toward Suneyes. Ears flattening in disappointment, he quickly shrugged it off. It was probably important. He could still talk to Cloudpaw, hopefully. Turning in the direction of the medicine cat den, he raced toward it, peeking his head inside. "Cloudpaw?" [bg=55381f][atrb=border,0,true]

Suneyes chuckled at Stormsong's greeting. "Well, I'm not Sunstar yet. I still have to travel to Moonstone. Which is why I-" before the tabby queen could finish a small calico shape appeared beside the duo. It was Feralpaw, the newest member of WindClan. Suneyes smiled at the apprentice's greeting and bow. Suneyes wasn't use to such treatment yet. It actually made her nervous. But the sight of Feralpaw seemingly comfortable in her new home relaxed Suneyes. When the young she-cat had come upon WindClan's camp Suneyes had accepted Feralpaw in without a thought. Some might have called her foolish for doing so, but Suneyes knew what it was like. To be young and alone in the wild. It was scary, and hard. When Suneyes' mother and brother were killed by the wild dog, Suneyes had spent a day on her own. She was just a young kit. Younger than Feralpaw. It might have been a moon or two younger, but she was still younger. And her mother had never taught her how to hunt. She had been very lucky that Stormsong and his patrol had come across her. If not, well, best not to think about it. "Good morning, Feralpaw. Plan on doing anything with Brightfur today?" The day after Feralpaw had joined the Clan, Suneyes had named Brightfur her mentor. The calico was old enough, and if she planned to stay with the Clan better get her training as soon as possible. "I bet the apprentice den is crowded. My five kits seem to take up a lot of room!" As the queen thought of her kits, her thoughts also brought up the memory of Shadowtalon. The tom was becoming so distant. It was as if he wasn't a part of the Clan anymore. When Suneyes did see him and go up to talk with him, he always shrugged her off or disappeared before she could get to him. It made Suneyes mad, but the love she had for her kits was all that she needed. Her thoughts returning to the present. She was curious about Feralpaw. Did the she-cat have a question? A complaint about one of her kits? She could fix that up quite quickly! A smack on the head would leave a painful reminded for a moon or so. Which reminded her, there were a few kits who needed apprenticing. I'll get to that tomorrow, after I officially become Sunstar. There was much to do, and Suneyes still had to find a deputy. [bg=e7cc93][atrb=border,0,true]

Tanglepaw slipped out of the apprentice's den, a yawn escaped his throat. Smacking his jaws together he padded impetuously around. He wasn't quite sure were he was heading, but his now lanky legs needed a stretch. The tom had hit quite a growth spurt over the span of a moon. Compared to Eaglepaw he was a beast, compared to Stormsong he was merely a runt. The tom's whiskers twitched, he yawned once more. His ginger fur trembled in the wind, a shiver ran across his spine. "Starclan." he muttered. It was cold. The new territory was a lot less guarded than the old, it lacked wind blockers, and left them cold. None the less it wasn't threatened by two-legs. His light green eyes trailed across the usual camp activities. Boring! You would think a month of journeying would keep him under control. You would think with his new height he'd more mature. But then you would remember this was Tanglepaw, and he wasn't particularly bright. So any wising up he did was nothing to compare to. It was slim, and non important. There's also a chance that he learned absolutely nothing. Instead he spent his time sticking close to Lunarpaw and oddly enough Rootpaw. Ever since they rescued the trembling kit, the two have talked more. Tanglepaw wrinkled his nose. He squeezed his eyes shut, trying to jog his memory to what he planned for this morning. Nothing came to mind. A heavy sigh passed his teeth, "Mouse-dung." he whined. His voice was a lot deeper, just as his stature, it changed too. With an angry flick of his tail, he found himself trotting bitterly toward the last cat he wanted to be dependent on. His mother. Sure Suneyes was the leader, but she was still his mother. Tanglepaw fixed his mom a heavy stare, "Suneyes." he meowed curtly, the tom refused to ever dip his head to the tabby she-cat. His eyes traveled over to Stormsong, then fell to meet Feralpaw. She was a tiny little thing. He was once small too, when he was three moons old. A smirk crossed his face, "Your that new kitten, right?" he meowed saucily. Before she could lash at him he quickly turned back to Suneyes, "So grand leader Mother, what do you have planned for me?" He was still stupid. The youngest of cats know better than to talk so informally to their leader. But they lacked the initial detail, that this leader was his mother. A small part of him longed to suck back all the words, just like he could do with his breath. Tanglepaw knew his mother had it hard now that Hazelstar died. To make matters worse, his father, Shadowtalon, was completely ignoring them. As if they didn't matter to him anymore. That tore his heart in two. The ginger tom always had this image of one big happy family, but now that they were older, it just wasn't logical. Suneyes was leader, Midnightpaw was independent and always busy, Jadepaw had been hanging out with Thornpaw lately, Rosepaw was never around, and Eaglepaw? Tanglepaw snorted, he was just an over-sized kit. But truth be told, so was he. [bg=FFFFFF][atrb=border,0,true]

Feralpaw overheard part of the conversation. So it’s Suneyes still. An acknowledgement and two smiles were casted her way as she spoke to the leader. She hadn’t been expected to be greeted so warmly in all honesty. The older tom smiled towards her and made conversation. ”Brave, aren’t you? When I was an apprentice I was scared out of my fur to approach the leader. “ Was that a compliment? That grin on his face should hint to her that he wasn’t being rude, unless that smile of his was smug at the moment. With careful observation Feralpaw decided he was being friendly. With that she nodded and returned a polite smile. ”Thank you.” She didn’t have a clue what else to say to the elder. Maybe he’d think her rude. Inwardly she shrugged off the thought, let him think what he wants. All that matters is what was in her heart. Correct? ”Good morning, Feralpaw. Plan on doing anything with Brightfur today?” The question was – was Brightfur planning on doing anything with her today? She had completely forgotten for some reason or another about her training. It wasn’t often that this occurrence popped up. Feralpaw loved training.. she takes that back. She likes combat training – hunting she found boring and not much of a challenge. Except for those pesky little rabbits. Lucky her the main food source in the Clan was faster than she. ”I hope so. No reason letting such a nice day go to waste.” She spoke her words freely. She was trying to make a point to herself that she could still be Feralpaw with the leader, and the new Clan. She didn’t have to change her personality. No one here acted alike, they weren’t all mindless clones. “I bet the apprentice den is crowded. My five kits seem to take up a lot of room!” A nod was offered for a response. Five kits making it this far was good, though. The downside was Feralpaw knew at least one of them would suffer fatalities and well.. die. It wasn’t a good thought, but you know – it happens. They should all be proud, and someone should make sure they aren’t arrogant and cocky for being blood-relation to Suneyes. It wasn’t Feralpaw’s place to do so, she was still yet an apprentice and as she saw it, had a while to go yet. She would make it one day, oh yes. She was determined. She would be the best fighter in the clan, the best warrior, and the best .. well, all around. That was her goal. Sure, others thought the same, but Feralpaw would not lose on this one. The others would have to wait until the day Feralpaw breathed her last. ”Quite all right. They’ll make fine warriors, I’m sure.” Some of them. Feralpaw took a lash of her tail and sat to the ground. A tom apprentice crept up to meet them and Feralpaw recognized it as a son of Brighteyes. At his rather aggravating comment one side of her lip rose to show her canine tooth. He quickly changed subjects to talk to someone else. Oh no you don’t! She felt her coat prickling. ”Kitten? It’d be pretty pathetic if a kitten could beat you in a fight.” She shrugged. ”Oh well. Whatever you say.” She inhaled. They weren’t going to get along if he acted like this. She wouldn’t like him. He wouldn’t like her. Unless he liked fiery cats. The thought of combat reminded her of training. Her paws frantically moved as she kneaded the ground with her claws. Now she was worked up about going to train. Train, train, train. That’s all she wanted to do at the moment. Eyes flashed to Stormsong and back again to Suneyes. She was subconsciously looking for an excuse to leave. ”Well, I suppose I won’t keep you two.” Her head bowed in respect for the both of them as she stood to leave. ”I’m off. Nice to see the both of you.” She nodded once more, ignoring the new tom, and turned to walk away. She’d prove to him later she could fight, but now was not the time for a brawl. They could do that during training. Now what? She could see Brightfur, but she should wait ‘till she was done with whatever it was she was doing. She repositioned her head to get a better look. Conversing, no doubt. Ears pricked forward as she strained to hear what she was saying. ”I wanted to know if you’d help me do some battle training with a couple of apprentices.” There’s her cue. Feralpaw made her way over to her mentor silently. She offered no words to the either of them, just patiently waited. She couldn’t help but get distracted, however, at the constant lashing of Brightfur. She chuckled quietly. Anxious, are we? [bg=#3E3535][atrb=border,0,true]

Cloudpaw quietly worked around the new medicine cat den trying to organize everything the way he felt comfortable. This was soon going to be his den. At the sound of a cough behind him he turned and looked at his mentor who was getting weaker everyday. Why wouldn't she just let go? It was killing him to see her go through so much pain. She flicked his ears slightly and went back to separating the herbs. He was going to need to go look for herbs soon. They were already starting to run low. He just didn't know where to find some. A loud startled screech made him jump and turn quickly and look into the back of the cave. His eyes soon found the trembling black tom, Spiritpaw. He sighed and watched as a small beetle crawled away from the shadows. He slowly relaxed and quickly grabbed a few herbs for the poor tom to take. He was the only one that knew what really happened to Stargaze and Hazelstar. Occasionally in the night Cloudpaw would hear him murmuring their names, but nothing more came out. The tom was crazy. All he could do was comfort him. As he padded back there he gently pushed the herbs to him. As the tom ate cloudpaw ran his tail over the shivering tom's shoulder. Were things always going to be like this? At the call of his name the white tom looked up and perked his ears. Surely there was no one else hurt. When Eaglepaw poked his head into the den Cloudpaw relaxed slightly. "What do you need, Eaglepaw? I'm a little busy." said cloudpaw calmly, putting the extra herbs away and padding over to his friend. He didn't want to be rude to Eaglepaw, but he needed to understand that he had a job to do now...and it was going to take up a lot of time.

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Whiteheart
The loyal warrior of Windclan

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Whiteheart slowly walked out of the den into the broad daylight blinking. Had he really slept until sun high. Man he was going to have to stop that. He knew why he wasn't getting any sleep. He kept dreaming of stargaze, the cat that had died by a complete mistake. no one still really knew what happened. He just knew he had made the journey alone, wishing the she-cat had been by his side. He found himself sitting in the sun looking up at the clear sky. Leaf-bare was coming. they probably needed to hunt. He was about to start towards the camp entrance when another white pelt caught his eyes as the she-cat walked over.

It was brightfur, a cat he had know since he was a little kit growing up in the clan. When she had some questions when they were little Whiteheart had done his best to answer them. Since then they had been okay friends....but he realized they had grown distant. He had always spent a lot of time with stargaze or out on patrols. Maybe she could help him stop thinking about the back she-cat. At the mention of helping her with apprentices, his mood lightened immediately. He loved helping apprentices.

"I'd love to help you train some apprentices, Brightfur."

[/color] he said softly smiling slightly. Then he noticed her calico apprentice walk over and wait patiently as if on cue. He nodded slightly in greeting then quickly glanced around. What apprentice could they take with them? There was no way he was taking AShpaw. It was too soon to deal with that tom's rotten attitude since he had been so rude to Stargaze. Then it hit him. He had an apprentice he needed to spend some time with. Jadepaw. How could he forget the calico apprentice. She was going to be a hard one to teach. She only had three legs which made things difficult for her, but whiteheart was willing to work with her.
"Let me go get jadepaw really quick."[/color] he mewed and padded into the apprentice den. Apparently his apprentice was a sleeper like him. "Jadepaw? Jadepaw."[/color]
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Suneyes listened carefully as Feralpaw replied. She nodded at each answer, which was straight and to the point. "They’ll make fine warriors, I’m sure." that comment made the queen smile. Normally when someone mentioned her kits it was some complaint. Tanglepaw was stupid, Jadepaw was getting in the way, and so on. It was nice to hear an apprentice say that. But then Tanglepaw came up. She glared at her son, who was showing no respect to her and being quite rude. Feralpaw curtly shrugged Tanglepaw off and went over to her mentor. That left Tanglepaw all to Suneyes. "What do I have planed for you?" she growled "Well, a bit of discipline won't do you any harm. Come along, my silly son. I'm sure there's plenty to do around here." Giving a brief nod good bye to Stormsong, she turned and ushered her son toward to the elders den. "I'm sure Stormsong would appreciate a nice clean den. And if it doesn't need cleaning, some moss needs to be gathered for the medicine cat den." ooc:// @-@ So...horrible.[bg=e7cc93][atrb=border,0,true]

The wind gently blew. Spiritpaw screeched as a black paw with gleaming white claws lashed out at him. It was just a leaf. Movement in the corner of his eyes sent the tom yelping with fear as a trickle of blood made it's way to him. It was just a beetle. A dark head poking into the den sent the tom screaming with fear as Nightpaw killed Stargaze and Hazelstar in front of his very eyes. It was just Eaglepaw. Spiritpaw's mind was reeling, his eyes darted every where. Fear emitted from his pelt all day and all night. When the tom did fall asleep it was always the same thing. Hazelstar dying. The last words she said to him. I trusted you. The young tom was starting to believe he had killed her. He was starting to believe he had been the one who had bite her in the neck. Had been the one who also killed Stargaze. How could someone live with themselves after killing innocent cats like that? Spiritpaw just wanted to curl up in a corner and die. But both Cloudpaw and Heatherflower wouldn't let him do that. They forced him to drink, to eat, they made him take herbs so he could relax. But it just made matters worse to be confined in the dimly lit den. He wanted sunshine, he needed light. It was the only thing he could think of. To go on a walk. But whenever he was able to ask, Heatherflower said no. Or now that the medicine cat was sick, Cloudpaw would say no. The white apprentice was to busy taking care of Heatherflower and learning where all the herbs were in the new territory to take Spiritpaw on a walk. And none of the warriors wanted to escort the mad murderer either. A walk was all Spiritpaw wanted. To feel the cool rays of the sun on his dark pelt. Maybe then The grasp of Hazelstar's death would leave him. He had felt so much better on the journey. Although when someone mentioned or asked about Hazelstar the young tom would freak. That didn't matter. What did matter was Spiritpaw felt better when he could see the sun. So when Eaglepaw came into the den, Spiritpaw could only think about the young and silly tom to take him for a walk. To many things had happened this morning. The leaf, the beetle, and Eaglepaw to boot. Spiritpaw felt like he was going even madder, if that was possible. Once he had realized it was only Eaglepaw, the black tom was on his paws. "Cl-cl-cloudpaw!" he whimpered hoarsely. "C-c-can Eag-glep-p-paw take me f-f-or a walking?" It had been so long singe Spiritpaw had talked. All he wanted to do was take a walk. [bg=3C6650][atrb=border,0,true]

A gentle breeze ruffles the smooth fur of the tortoiseshell she-cat. Her green eyes gazed out toward the lake, the sun reflected off the clear water. The she-cat was seated close to the water's edge enjoying her late afternoon, just before the sun would start to set. It almost felt like an hour, but really only minutes later it seemed that the sun disappeared behind the trees. As soon as it disappeared, she heard screeching from across the lake, out toward Shadowclan territory. Pine trees started to sway like crazy and soon loud cracking sounded along the shoreline. Jadepaw's fur stood on end, as the disturbing noises made her body shiver from head to tail tip. Without thinking the she-cat turned from the lake and made her way as fast as she could back toward Windclan's camp. Her eyes squeezed shut, trying to block out all of the sounds that had seemingly started at once. Jadepaw was breathing heavily when the camp finally came into view. A tingling feeling went through her body once again, as the sight almost made her cry with relief seeing that the camp was unharmed. Until her eyes saw two dark figures, one was the rogue tom that she had once saw before and the other Eclipseclaw. Wait Eclipseclaw? What's she doing? The apprentice's eyes widened with confusion and freight. What was going on? The tortoiseshell she-cat turned toward Thunderclan territory, there she saw two bright yellow eyes staring at her. The tabby tortoiseshell blinked open her eyes, as she felt something gently nudging her. The morning sunlight made it's way between the cracks of the den, which spotted her pelt with the light. Blinking the sleep away from her eyes she looked up to see her new mentor looking down at her, Whiteheart. He was nothing like Eclipseclaw, he was the actually the complete opposite. His attitude, personality, even his pelt color was the completely different. He was too nice, too warm hearted, too caring, and too white. To most apprentices he would be the mentor that every one dreamed to have, but to Jadepaw, Eclipseclaw was the one for her. The snappy, hot-headed she-cat treated her just like everyone else, like she didn't have only three legs. It felt nice being around someone like that, but since the black warrior had left the clan Whiteheart was assigned her new mentor. She hadn't had a training session yet with the tom, but hopefully he would somehow be like Eclipseclaw. Jadepaw shook her head trying to get rid of her thoughts. She pushed the nightmare to the back of her head, as she stretched out her front paw, "Yes Whiteheart?" Jadepaw's voice cracked. [bg=d0ca7f][atrb=border,0,true]

Tanglepaw snorted, "I doubt you could beat me in a fight." Narrowing his eyes he flashed her a scathing glare. It is so on! Wriggling his rump he prepared himself for an attack. kneading the ground strategically, he survived his competition. She was puny, and hardly considered a challenge. A toothy grin spread across his face, he crouched low, his mother's irritated voice cut him short. The tom threw her an aspirated glance, Thanks mom. Before he could even retaliate, Feralpaw was gone. The ginger tom only huffed, I'll show her, later. He listened absently, only catching every other word. Surprisingly he got the jest of her sneers and replied with a prolonged whine. "But Mom! I want to do cool stuff not...." The tom trailed off, trying to find the perfect phrase, "Not pathetic kit stuff!" He and his siblings were now categorized as the older apprentices. Meaning they had more privileges than those who were younger, such as Feralpaw. Yet, she was got to go out on patrol. As did Jadepaw, and that in itself made little sense. "Come on!" he pleaded, "Jadepaw got to go out, and she's disabled!" It was cruel thing to say, but it was true. Jadepaw was crippled, but she got to do more than he did. To make matters worse Suneyes suggested cleaning out Stormsong's den. Tanglepaw wrinkled his nose, "Can't Stormsong clean his own den?! He has two working paws!" Green eyes flashing, he rounded on the new leader, "And Heatherflower has Cloudpaw to do that." So regarding those facts the only thing Tanglepaw saw possible for him doing was patrolling, hunting, or battle training. Ears flat against his head he meowed quietly, "Riverspirit and I haven't trained in a long time." That was true. Ever since Eclipseclaw left the clan, Riverspirit has been doing nothing but moping. The death of Stargaze, and Hazelstar did little to help her depression. "I'm sure she could use a laugh right now." He added with a lop-sided grin. The tom lifted his chin, "Please?" Tanglepaw hoped his rude behavior from before would be excused. Surely his mother would see the just of his actions. Or she'd be compelled to see him punished by his mentor. Either way it was a win, win, win. Excluding Stormsong of course, but then again their were other disruptive apprentices who needed a lashing. They could easily replace him. "Hmmm...?" He inquired. [bg=FFFFFF][atrb=border,0,true]

"But Mom! I want to do cool stuff not...Not pathetic kit stuff!" "I don't care." "Come on! Jadepaw got to go out, and she's disabled!" The queen's eyes narrowed. What Tanglepaw had said was not only cruel, but very stupid. Suneyes took a deep breath and replied. "I can tell just by that remark that she is more deserving to go out." "Can't Stormsong clean his own den?! He has two working paws!" "But it is a great honor to be of service to great warriors like Stormsong. "And Heatherflower has Cloudpaw to do that." "If you haven't noticed, Heatherflower has fallen ill. I'm sure Cloudpaw would appreciate any help he could get." "Riverspirit and I haven't trained in a long time. I'm sure she could use a laugh right now. Please?" Suneyes felt her heart skip a beat. Tanglepaw probably didn't know how much he looked like his father. He determined gaze faltered, and sadness replaced it. How she wished she knew what was making Shadowtalon act this way. But, her sadness disappeared, she couldn't worry about that now. Suneyes sighed and looked around camp. There was so much she could be doing. But still, she felt compelled to have a talk with her son. The seconds passed by as Suneyes debated it. And then she spoke again. "No, Riverspirit won't be taking you training today...I will. Come along, Tanglepaw, there's much I want to teach you." turning to Stormsong she whispered "I suppose we can talk later..." She turned back to her son. "Now hop to it. And don't try to sneak off. I'm not afraid to chase after you." The queen herded her son out of the camp. Ignoring any of the complaints or whining he made she meowed. "Come along, we're going for a walk." Slowly his whines died down and Suneyes felt it was safe to talk to her son. "Tanglepaw, you know you look so much like your father." the sadness returned to her gaze once more. "And I hope you will be an even better warrior then him." she glanced over at Tanglepaw "Now don't think I'm just here to embarrass you. I'm here to do a whole lot more. Tanglepaw, those things you said back in camp were not what I ever wanted to hear you say." She looked straight ahead of her. The soft grass against her feet sent a feeling of calm through her body. "Not only did you offend a former deputy and great warrior, you insulted you're own sister. That's not what I expect from you." She stopped and turned to look directly at her son. "Tanglepaw, you have the makings of a great leader. I just want you to realize now rather than later that there are some things you can't just blurt out that you do. Do you understand what I'm saying?" [bg=e7cc93][atrb=border,0,true]