Battle at an End

Brookfrost leaped onto the Moss Stone and yowled. "What is going on?" She asked the remaining rouges. "Why must you attack?"

"We want this land for ourselves!" A well muscled black tom stepped forward.

"You will never!" Brookfrost sprang off of the Moss Stone right at Jack. She bit down on his neck. Hard. He struggled for a moment, then went still. Brookfrost stood and yowled. Most of the rouges ran for the exit, but more lay splayed across the camp ground.

Brookfrost went back to the Moss Stone. "I am speaking to you because Jaystar has lost a life. But Greymist is healing him. She will soon for the rest of you.Firepaw and Blossompaw, Greymist would like you to help her. Also, Ivorypaw is back. Jack forced her into having his kits. Their names are Snowkit and Nightkit.

"Finally, Ivorypaw and Brightpaw must become warriors. I say this in the name of Jaystar. I call upon my warrior ancestors to looked down on these apprentices. They have trained hard to understand the ways of your noble code, and I commend them to you as warriors in their turns. Do you promise to uphold the warrior code?"
"I do." Ivorypaw meowed.
"I do." Brightpaw repeated.
"Ivorypaw, from this moment on, you shall be known as Ivorypool. StarClan honors your energy and braver."She meowed and turned to Brightpaw."Brightpaw from this moment on, you will be known as Brightwater. StarClan honors your loyalty and skills."She meowed at last."I have some bad news Lightfoot and Sapphirewillow are dead.Their vigil will be held tonight."He meowed."That is all clan dismissed."He jumped of Moss Stone.

A Little Surprise

Minnowsong said good night to Clovermoon and her kit, Icekit. She padded to the entrance of camp to relieve Sparrowfur from his duty. "Icekit says hi." Minnowsong purred, and saw Sparrowfur smile briefly. She took her position.

About five minutes in, she heard a rustling in the bushes. She stiffened, but relaxed when it stopped. Probably some rabbit. But then the bush shook again. "Show yourself!" She exclaimed.

Four cats padded out of the bushes. "Are you MossClan?" one, a light grey she-cat, asked.

"I am Minnowsong of MossClan." Minnowsong replied. "What do you seek?"

"I am Mint." the she-cat meowed. "These are Dew, Feather, and Thunder." She gestured to the others. "Our band is going to attack. Right now." As if on cue, a yowl split the night air.

Minnowsong yowled, running into camp and waking up Jaystar. "ATTACK! ATTACK!"

Wait, what???

Ivorypaw padded into the forest alone. She had been bored and had decided to go hunting. She pricked her ears as she heard rustling in the bushes. Rabbit? But before she could pick up a scent, something came up from behind her and slammed her onto the ground. He head hit a rock, and she was out cold.

Ivorypaw woke up to briliant sunlight it was three days after she had been captured...by idiot rouges! She stood, and felt an unusual weight in her body. But she shrugged. She walked out of the den into fresh air. She looked around. The rouges, Jack (the leader), Slip (the sidekick), Fresh, Foul (the followers), Dew, and Mint (the odd ones out). They were letting her foam freely, but only in their camp.
Foul padded up to her. "Good morning, Ivory." He meowed. "Have a good night's sleep?"
"My name is Ivorypaw," Ivorypaw growled. "And no, I didn't. It was full of nightmares of you and your evil friends!"
"That's too bad, Ivory." Foul smirked. "And by the way, Jack wants to see you."
Ivorypaw nodded angrily and padded over to a hollow tree. "Jack." She called. "I'm here to see you."
"Ah, Ivory!" Jack purred, stepping out of his den. Slip slunk out after him and headed away, her eyes gleaming.
"My name is Ivorypaw!" Ivorypaw glared at Jack.
"Whatever." Jack threw her commented away. "I have some very good news for you." He looked at her, an evil grin starting to form on his face. "Your pregnant. And I'm the father."
"Wait, what?" Ivorypaw gasped.

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(Does anyone want to play any of the rouges?

name-rank-quick description-kin-who plays them


Jack-leader-black tom, good fighter, manipulative, a player-none-Holly Lives On *Silver*
Slip-deputy-grey tom, cruel, merciless, has a soft side-none-Amber {Sharpstone}
Fresh-follower-___ she-cat, sarcastic, gullible, seemingly sweet (but not really)-Foul-available
Foul-follower-white tom, sharp tongued, quick, rude-Fresh-Holly Lives On *Silver*
Dew-odd one out-tortoiseshell she-cat, funny, kind, delicate-none-Amber {Sharpstone}
Mint-odd one out-light grey she-cat, agile, fierce, a good friend-none-Holly Lives On *Silver*

Warriors, Apprentices, Returns and Kits

"May all cats old enough to catch there own prey join here under Moss Stone." Jaystar called. Cats of Mossclan started joining. "Today five apprentices become warriors, Cherrypaw, Mousepaw, Echopaw, Moonpaw, and Cresentpaw." The apprentices looked at each other happily. "Do you promise to uphold the warrior code with your life?" He asked all five of them.
"I do!"Echopaw meowed eagerly.
"I do."Cherrypaw meowed being mature.
"I do."Mousepaw meowed eye glimmering.
"I do."Moonpaw meowed happily.
"I do."Cresentpaw meowed and nodded.
"Then I am happy to give you your warrior names, Cherrycloud, Mousetail, Echoflower, Moonwhisker, and Cresentpelt!" He meowed at last and the clan cheered. When the cheering died down Jaystar started again. "Also last night at Moonpool Greypaw earned her medicine cat name Greymist! But right know three kits have just reached there six moon it is time for them to become apprentices. Brightkit,Ivorykit, and Ashkit please come up." Rosenight stopped licking her kits heads and watched them go up to Jaystar. "Brightkit, Ivorykit, and Ashkit from this momment on until you receive your warrior names you will be known as Brightpaw, Ivorypaw, and Ashpaw! Brightpaw your mentor will be Minnowsong, Ivorypaw your mentor will be Cloudtooth, and Ashpaw your mentor will be Whirlstorm." He meowed then sent the apprentice to touch their mentors noses. "I have great news, Gingerfrost has been found! But she has not come alone she was held prisoner for seven moon by a rouge then he made her have kits. She will know be a queen. And her kits will be known as Hollykit, Blazekit, Swiftkit, and Vinekit." Sparrowfur opened his mouth to yell something but Clovermoon put her tail in front of his mouth.

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Clovermoon woke in pain the screamed when a whip of pain hit her. Sparrowfur rushed into the nursery.
"Clovermoon!"He meowed.
"Th-the kits are coming!"She whispered tough the pain. Sparrowfur dashed out and came back with Greymist.

A Bloody Mistake

(this is about six moons after Whirlstorm's incident [if you have no idea what i'm talking about, look at the page Forest to see])

Two cats lay on the ground, lifeless. They were both red maine coons. One had been murdered, the other slaughtered himself with agony. But StarClan took pity on the souls of these cats. They gave them a new life.

Blossom blinked her eyes as they passed a gap in the trees. Her brother, Fire, ran beside her. The two were following their mother, a white she-cat. The she-cat was running quickly, looking for something...or someone.

"All cats old enough to catch their own prey, gather beneath the Moss Stone for a clan meeting!" Jaystar mewed. "Today three cats are joining us. Echoflight, Blossompaw, and Firepaw are joining us."
"Blossompaw will be mentored by me, and Firepaw will be mentored by Sparrowfur. That is all!"

New Apprentices

"All cats old enough to catc their own prey, gather beneath the Moss Stone for a clan meeting!" Jaystar called. "Today we have two new apprentices, Cherry and Mouse. Cherry and Mouse, from this moment on until you recieve your warrior names, you shall be known as Cherrypaw and Mousepaw. Cherrypaw's mentor will be Whirlstorm. Mousepaw's mentor will be Clovermoon."

Cherrypaw! Mousepaw! Cherrypaw! Mousepaw! Cherrypaw! Mousepaw! Cherrypaw! Mousepaw! 

New Cat

Jaystar stepped up onto the Moss Stone. "all cats old enough to catch their own prey, gather beneath the Moss Stone for a clan meeting!" He watched as the cats slowly emerged. He smiled as Rosenight hearded her kits out of the nursery, and Sparrowfur and Clovermoon pad in together from the woods.
"Today we are gathered to celebrate this new warrior. Her name is Whirl. But, as you know, we must give her a new name.
"StarClan, I ask you to look down on this rouge. She has given up her solitary life for us, and I ask you to make her a warrior in her turn." Jaystar struggled to remember the right words. "By the powers of StarClan, I give you your warrior name. Whirl, from this moment forward you shall be known as Whirlstorm. StarClan honors your fidelity and courage to come to us. We welcome you as a full warrior of MossClan."

Whirlstorm! Whirlstorm! Whirlstorm! Whirlstorm!

Rouge

Gingerfrost padded through the forest in search of prey. Suddenly she scented the sharp tang of blood. She decided to investigate. She followed the scent until she could see a handsome black and white tom ripping apart a large rabbit. His fur was messed up in a handsome sort of way. The tom's ears pricked. He looked into the forest, straight at Gingerfrost. His grey eyes pierced into her amber ones. He growled.
"This is my prey!" He hissed at her.
"But this is my territory!" Gingerfrost leaped out at him, but the tom was ready. He slammed her down with one strong paw. Then he jumped on top of her. He raised a claw, and Gingerfrost closed her eyes, preparing to feel claws dig into her throat. But instead, the weight lifted. She looked up and saw him sitting next to her.
"What are you doing?" She asked him, jumping to her feet.
"Not killing you, if you didn't notice." The tom meowed simply.
"Why?" Gingerfrost asked.
"Becaue you're pretty." He replied.
"Oh...what?"
"I couldn't hurt such a sweet, charming, lovable cat like you." The tom walked toward her.
Gingerfrost let herself relax a bit. "Thanks." She mewed. "I'm Gingerfrost of MossClan."
"Victor of...here, I guess." The tom purred.