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Post by calico on Apr 1, 2015 23:36:48 GMT
Rustpaw stretched his legs and let out a long yawn. He shook and dusted the moss off his pelt. The first thing Rustpaw decided to do, was to reline the apprentice's den with fresh moss. He never liked the way the other apprentices did it. He grumbled to himself about how the other apprentices were lazy and complained too much. Strolling toward the entrance of the den, he squinted his eyes against the morning sun. Whenever the direct sunlight hit his fur it illuminated a brilliant orange. He smelled the fresh air of the forest around him. It was perfect temperate outside today. He wanted to do something constructive today. After he finished his job, he wandered into the clearing. He glared at HighRock. I shall be on there on day, commanding the clan. He knew he had much to learn before that would ever happen, but his confidence is through the roof. He wondered what he should do next.
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Post by jasperlizard on Apr 5, 2015 19:14:54 GMT
Lizardstep blearily blinked awake as sun streamed into the medicine den. She felt a jolt of worry, wondering if she had overslept, but listening closely, she could hear the sounds of her clanmates waking up too. A warm breeze blew in from outside, the weather seemed perfect. She was glad that newleaf was here. The leafbare had been hard and the clan was still reeling from it. Hopefully, the new season would bring new beginnings to ThunderClan. Feeling optimistic, Lizardstep walked out of her den and into the clearing.
"Good morning, Rustpaw," She said when she spotted the orange apprentice. She noticed he was staring at the HighRock. "Dreaming of the future, are we?"
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Post by calico on Apr 6, 2015 22:40:32 GMT
Rustpaw directed his glaze from HighRock to the familiar voice. He met the green eyes of the medicine cat that was standing behind him "Good morning Lizardstep. Do you need any help with anything today?" He respected medicine cats and admired their faith in StarClan. He was interested in learning about different plants and herbs and their usage, though he has no intention on become one. His desire to become leader is to strong. Also he wish to have kits one day.
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Post by dusk on Apr 8, 2015 1:35:45 GMT
Goldenstar had been in his den thinking over the fact that he was now the leader of Thunderclan. He had never dreamed that he would ever become deputy of the clan he loved let alone leader. He hadn't even been deputy long before he had to step up to be the leader of Thunderclan. He had become the deputy of Thunderclan when he was 27 moons old. The leader of Thunderclan had, had three lives remaining when he had become the clans deputy but when he was 29 moons old the leader had lost two of his remaining three lives to a case of green cough. Then some days ago his leader had been attacked by a fox and had lost his last life due to the fox attack meaning that Goldenheart had to become Goldenstar. It seemed that he had lost some many of his loved ones to foxes. His father who had had never even met had been killed by a fox. His mentor had been killed on by a fox on the day of his warrior ceremony and the leader had been killed by a fox not to long ago. It made him really hate foxes since it seemed to him that anyone he got close to would be killed by a fox. He let out a sigh and couldn't help but think of Leopardear. 'Leopardear, I wish you were here. Why did you have to die?' he asked himself. Letting out a sigh the golden tabby tom got to his paws and stretched making his muscles ripple under his pelt. Frowning the leader walked out of his den and let his amber orbs scan the camp around him until they landed on Rustpaw an apprentice of the clan and Lizardstep the medicine cat of the clan. 'Hmmm....I wonder what they are talking about,' he thought and walked over to the two cats. "Hello, Rustpaw, Lizardstep,' the golden tabby leader meowed raising his paw licking it and drawing it over his ears.
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