The Warrior Cats

Minor rp accepted!

Haha, you have gotten it up ^.^

Refrence ::
Cats Name :: Leader Name-Silverstar Origanal Name-Silvertail
Gender :: Female
Age :: 3 years
Species :: Unknown Mix
Desired Clan :: River Clan
Desired Rank :: Leader
Fur Color :: She has silver fur with a lighter underbelly and black spots(see refrence)
Eye Color :: Light olive green
Persona :: Silverstar loves to swim and eat fish, she isnt the most expierienced leader their is but she has confidense that she can handle her clan and keep it strong, she hopes to make her clan thrive one day and to live in peace with the other clans, however she isnt afraid to send her clan off to battle if some cat breaks the warrior code and crosses the river clans territory
History :: Born into river clan she started from the bottom as a runt with 3 older much bigger brothers. However as she ranked up to apprentice, she had a growth spurt and gained confidense. She soon advanced to a warrior and from their she became a deputy and finally, a river clans leader
Other :: Nope

Oh, cool! I love the warriors!

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Refrence ::
Cats Name :: Breezestar/Breezeclaw ( )
Gender :: female
Age :: 3.4 years
Species :: unknown
Desired Clan :: shadow clan
Desired Rank :: leader
Fur Color :: silver with black patches
Eye Color :: green
Persona :: she is nice to the cats she knows and trusts, and is usually suspisious of loners. She does what she thinks is best for her clan and trys her best to protect them. She is strict for their own safty to keep them away from harms danger.
History :: As a kit, she had lived in an abandoned barn with her mother, father, brother and sisters. One day, a stray dog had sniffed it's way right to them. The dog killed her family. The only reason that she escaped was becuase her father had pushed her out of a crack in the roof. She ran as far as she could, and found herself in Shadow Clan territory. A Queen who had lost her only kit--who happened to look just like Breezeclaw--to greencough. The queen, known as Snowtail, took her in as her own and told no one but her mate, Rowanclaw, that she was not their true kit. Later on, Rowanclaw died fighting a badger that had stumbled onto the territory. Breezekit grew to be a fine warrior, and later was picked as deputy. The leader then lost a life trying to get a fox out of the territory. The wounds were so horrible that they took all nine lives from the great leader. Breezeclaw slayed the fox when she saw her leaders glazed-over eyes. When she went to mothermouth (or whatever) to become the true leader, she learned about the true meaning of leadership--to protect the clan and do what's right for them--from her adoptive father. He also told her that she had been found in the forest by Snowtail. She awoke with tear stains on her face and silently vowed to her adoptive father to be the best leader she could possibly be. She went back to her clan and then served like the best leader she could ever be.
Other :: She later told her clan that she had been found in the woods as a kit, but they accepted that. They realized that even though she was nce a loner, she is still a great leader.

Glad to see others like the warriors too! And both of you are accepted, here is my character...


Refrence ::
Cats Name :: Brindlestar/Brindleclaw

Gender :: Male

Age :: 3.7 years

Species :: Mainecoon

Desired Clan :: Thunder

Desired Rank :: Leader

Fur Color :: Light creame with black brindled stripes covering his body

Eye Color :: Light green

Persona :: Brindlestar is loyal to his clan and since he himself had once been a kittypet, he accepts all members without a backwards glance. He believes everyone deserves a 2nd chance and will willingly give a cat a 2nd chance, though if you prove your self wrong, you will never be forgiven. He is strong both menatlly and physical, rarely ever having a break down and he is also great at fighting. He is extremely strict, always following the warrior code and angered if someone disobeys the warrior code, but he can forgive easily if it was for a good purpose but that is rarely the occasion

History :: Born as a pampered kittypet, Brindlestar(Theo at the time) lived with 2 humans who were mates. He lived happily with them for a year, and then, he being a pure bred, they put him in a cat show. His life changed suddenly, he hated the cat show and fealt it was embaressing, on his 2 cat show after winning 4th place in his 1st cat show, he scratched the women who was judging him and he bolted for the exit, several people tried to grab him but he managed to escape safely, the only thing he gained from being a kittypet was the knowing of never being one again, the only thing he lost was his dignity. He left to be a stary cats with head down and fur ruffled, angered at what a fool he had been in not realizing that twoleges were not meant to be lived with. After days of encountering other stray animals, both cats and dogs, and starving in the streets, he retreated into the forest where he caught his 1st mouse. Pretty soon he was catching his 1st rats, rabbits, birds, voles, and shrews. He grew from the lucious prey and he was what clan cats would consider as a rogue. Until one day he found a clan, this clan just happened to be thunder clan. He was warmly accepted by the others and he found a new purpose to life, he wished to be the greatest warrior he could be. And he met that goal many times over, soon enough he was even elected as deputy. He became the loyalist cat in the clan and he served the leader gladly, until one day, disaster struck. The leader had been walking through the forest with a hunting party, when his paw touched an unseen snap bear trap. The metal trap closed around the leaders leg and shoulder totally as it was quite large. They sent for a medicine cat but it was to late...the leader had already lost 5 lives and he lost 2 more even before the medicie cat could arrive on scene. The leader managed to survive for several days, until his lasy life slipped away...the leader was dead, with that, Brindleclaw went to mothermouth and became the true leader. He was then on known as Brindlestar. However, when he went back to the clan, a group of humans came while he was gone and destroyed the place, no clan cats could be found...Brindlestar cleaned up the camp, despaired that his clan was destroyewd but he was sure some cats would come back

Other :: Brindlestar has lost no lives...yet

Hmm. both sad and interesting history. Do we go ahead and RP, or wait for clan members?

Ya...LOL I kind of copied Firestars history with being a kittypet and all though xD
And ya'll can go ahead and start rp whenever you feel like it, I am busy right now so I cannot make a good post now

Oh, OK.
Breezestar leaves the camp to go and hunt. The Freshkill pill was running low. It was night, so she didn't decide to bring any cat with her. She scents the air, standing completely still. She scents a vole, and Breezestar immediantly drops into a crouch.

(Anyone can make a second clan cat if they wish)
Brindlestar awoke with bleary green eyes and he peared out of the leaders den, blinking as a bright sun was cast into his eyes. Did he really sleep through half the morning? He yawned and stood up quickly. Obliviously so, he stayed up late picking up the territory. He hissed at himself, clambering out of the den while his stomach grumbled. Glancing around quickly, he noticed the kill pile was partly full, however the two legs managed to squish it all and destroy their precious food. He shook his head before slinking into the forest silently, nostrils flaring as he searched for some prey.

(Ooh, OK!)
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Refrence ::
Cats Name ::Rowankit
Gender ::female
Age :: 5 and a half moons
Species :: unknown
Desired Clan :: ShawdowClan
Desired Rank :: kit
Fur Color :: white underbelly and stripes, redish-orangeish on top.
Eye Color :: dark green
Persona :: Rowankit is very bright and curious. When the time comes, she will make a very promising apprentice and warrior. She is filled with enthusiasm, but when it comes to rival clans, she is feirce and shows no mercy, except when it comes to the warrior code. She takes the code very seriously, and when/if a cat breaks the code, she points it out to all.
History :: Little Berry had been born in Twoleg Place. She was a kittypet. When she was five moons old, the curiousity of Berry got the best of her. She ventured into the forest of the wild cats, even though her friends begged her not to. It was greenleaf, and scents had called out to her and lured her further into the forest. She had gotten lost, and one night, a she-cat (Breezestar) found her. The silver she-cat won the kittens trust, and brought the kit back to camp. She changed the kits name to Rowankit (after Breezestars adoptive father), and considered Rowankit as her own kit. Rowankit also considered he she-cat as a mother. She had never known her birth mother; Berry, at the time, had been taken to early to remember.
Other :: I don't think so...

(Do Brindlestar and Breezestar know each other already?)

Breezestar returns at Sun high, drops her five peices of prey on the pile. She sighs. The sight of the freshkill pile was pitiful! She yawns and trots back out through the thorn barrier, heading towards the Thunderclan border. She planned on refreshing the marks, and maybe getting a few more peices of prey. Remembering the tunnel that leads to Thunderclan, she begins to wonder if she could spy on the rival clan from there.... then shakes the though off. It was greenleaf! she reminded herself. Theres plenty of food here in my own territory. She trots along the Thunderpath, marking every now and then.

(Also, can I change Breezestars history a bit? I was thinking that a bunch of badgers or something once came and killed off a lot of the clan.)

(Rowankit is exepted(im goining to make a 2 charicter later, i think he will be an apprentice)! Yes, they can know each other but since Brindlestar just became a leader no one will know he is a leader yet. And sure thing! You can change Breezestars history)
Brindlestar finally slowed down, his head low and belly fur brushing the ground as he dropped into a stalking position while his eyes locked onto a squirrel that was sniffing the ground, back turned to him and totally oblivious that it was in danger. Brindlestar finally paused in his stalking, tensing his muscles he sprang forward, paws landing on his prey. Before the squirrel knew what was going on Brindlestar had his prey by the throat, swiftly snapping its neck. He stood up, limp squirrel in his jaws, ready to go bury his catch, however he caught scent of rival cat, it was shadow clan. His fur bristled but he quickly recomposed himself and he stalked forward towards the scent, it appeared no rival clan cat has crossed his borders but he was curious of why they were so close. He finally stopped at his border, glancing around before dropping the squirrel and renewing his markings.

Breezestar scents a rival clan cat. She knew the scent well from Gatherings. It was Brindleclaw, deputy of Thunderclan. She shows herself at the edge of her side of the thunderpath. Hello, Brindleclaw, she greeted. How is ThunderClan doing? She mews across, then steps back and holds her breath as a monster comes roaring down the Thunderpath. She quickly steps back onto the tarred path as another one passes, looking straight at the tom with partly narrowed eyes.

Rowankit scampers out of the camp easily. There were no warriors left to keep her from leaving. She follows her leaders scent to near the Thunderpath. She catches the stench of another clan. Might be ThnderClan. She thinks. She trots out slowly and presses herself againest the foreleg of Breezestar. She looks up ar the she-cats face watching for reaction. She only gets the flick of an ear and a mad like glance from the pretty silver cat. She smiles slightly and looks to a rival clan cat. She didn't quite know who he was, but her fur still bristled a bit at the sight of him.

Brindlestar tensed his muscles as he saw the silver she-cat, Breezestar. He finally blinked at her, loosening up as she was obliviously not going to attack him for territory. "Greetings Breezestar, and it is no longer Brindleclaw but Brindlestar." The Maine coon replied, not willing to downcast his eyes at admitting the old leader has passed. He took a breath, not sure how to respond to the question on how well my clan is doing as I notice a kit coming up. I barely give a glance, not recognizing her and now ready to respond. "It has been better, what about shadowclan?" The tom speaks confidently, not frowning as he said thunderclan has seen better days. He begins to wonder if any of his fleed clan mates will wonder back to the territory, he sure hoped so. If the she-cat knew about him being the only present cat on the territory, than she could easily take all of the territory with her clan mates. His eyes shifted back to Breezestar as he awaited a reply, forgetting lost thoughts.

What are you doing here? She hisses to Rowankit silent enogh so Brindlestar wouldn't hear. I'm sad to hear. The she-cat murmured (about old leaders passing). ShadowClan has seen better sunrises. She murmured softly. It wasn't too hard, catching enough prey for Rowankit, herself, and the very few cats left. She contemplates whether or not to tell Brindlestar about the invading badgers that had killed off a whole lot of her clan. See you at the next Gathering, then, Brindlestar. She meows, then bends her head down to pick up the kit and headed off into a direction away from the camp. She couldn't have the ThundeClan cats knowing the location of the ShadowClan cats cqmp, could she?

(speaking of which, will the Gathering be when we get a WindClan leader?)

(Ya thats the plan)


Refrence ::


Cats Name :: Flamepaw

Gender :: Tom

Age :: Seven moons

Species :: Savannah cat

Desired Clan :: Thunderclan

Desired Rank :: Apprentice

Fur Color :: Flamepaw has a light golden base coat with a lighter underbely and darker shades above his head. Along his outer coat black streaks of spots cover fur and outline his eyes. He is quite large for an apprentice with large ears and paws, his tail is also abnormally long

Eye Color :: A bright goldish green color with flecks of silver that seem to light up his eyes

Persona :: Flamepaw is rebellious and sly, he isnt a good listener an he never has been, he has always been considered the flame of the family, he is stubborn, aggressive, and at times he doesnt obey th warrior code. He wants to pick fights and he has a skill when it comes to battle, he is the one in theclan that grees on going into battes, even though he does not obey all rules he believes in starclan and he wants his can to thrive

History :: His mother(Cindertail) and father(Blackstreak) were both rogues who gave birth to three kits, Flame a large male, Kestrel a female, and Willow another female. The parents were disliked by all of the clans though they wished to join, however they were turned down. So instead of joining themselves, they offered one kit to thunderclan, that kit just happened to be Flame. Brindlestar had accepted Flame and gave him his proper name, Famekit. His parent then left, never to be seen again along with Flamkits sisters. He was saddened at first though after days wore on and as he grew, he learned to love life even though he was unable to venture from the den. Finally he ranked up to an apprentice and was known as Flamepaw, he began to train ato be a warrior with his mentor being the deputy, however the leader soon died and his mentor went off to became leader at mouthermouth. While his mentor was away, humans intruded th camp and all catsmanaged to flee safely, along with Flamepaw. Finally when Brindlestar returned to the camp and cleaned it up, Flamepaw spotted the new leader

Brindlestar nodded at Breezestar in agreement then he watched silently as she retreated into her territory. He blinked before turning, ready to reknew markings after he picked up his squirrel, however something barreled into him. e hissed, claws flying out as he was shoved to the ground and he was ready to claw at whoever had ambushed him, only to discover it was one of his own clan mates, Flamepaw. He grinned, pushing the apprentice off of him with a shove before he stood to his paws, training his eyes on the young tom. "Flamepaw, your alive!" he greeted, relieved that one of his clan mates have returned.

I nod enthusiastically at my new leader, Brindlestar. I had been watching the whole thing between him and Breezestar through the bushes. I brighten, glad to see that he wasnt hurt though I was slightly disappointed that heir were no other clan cats found. My eyes scan him for a moment, noticing his catch and I grin, batting at it with my paw and eager to do some hunting my self. "Want me to join your hunting party?" I ask eagerly, not even awaiting a reply as I race into the foliage to the side of me, making sure to run silently though I quickly slow down, spoting a mouse just in front of my nose.

Breezestar drops Rowankit to the ground as they enter the camp. What were you thinking, following me to the Thunderpath? You saw Brindlestar there! He could have suspected something, firgured out that we are majorly out of warriors if a kit escaped camp, and decide to invade the marshes of ShadowClan! The she-cat growls, lashing her tail. If he did decide to invade ShadowClan, the few cats left would have to move to Carrion Place. ThunderClan would surely outnumber the five or so remaining cats left, though she was sure that her warriors would fight with the strength of ten cats.

Rowankit had swung around when still in her leaders mouth and saw an apprentice bowl over Brindlestar. She smiles a bit, even in the humility of being carried like she wasn't even almost an apprentice. As Breezestar drops her, she gives a startled mew and rolls as she hits the ground. She silently listens to the she-cat lecture her. Oh no! Haven't I just broke the Warrior Code by leaving Camp?! She shuffles her paws nervously with the realization. I'm sorry, Breezestar. I won't leave camp until I'm an apprentice. She mews solemnly.

Breezestar sighs, sitting down with her tail curled around her paws. Shes almost an apprentice.... I need to choose a mentor for her soon. It might have to be me... She smiles a bit at the thought. She looks to the spot where Rowankit had seated herslef down. She smiles as she sees the kit is not there, but rather 'stalking' a mouse from te freshkill pile.

Rowankit pounces on the mouse, sinking thorn-sharp claws into her prey. She yowls in triumph. She realises it from her claws, then bends her head down to eat it up in a few bites.

(Welp, since no one else has joined and the clans are so small, everyone can make as many characters as they wish, each one can be in a differant clan or be in the same clan, I dont really care)
Brindlestar finally finished up with the marking and he turned, his eyes narrowed in distatse at the scent of windclans territory before he turned, loping through the forest silently, his thoughts far away and his tail lashing slightly, angered and confused on what to do, if other clans found out about there being only two members...then there was no stopping them from taking their territory but the tom cat knew he would fight just as hard anyways and he was certan Flamepaw would as well.

I finally finish marking the borders and I stand there for a moment, glancing down and whiskers twitching. With no deputy or mentor, I had no idea what to do. I couldnt clean any of the dens or search the elders for ticks. As much as I hated doing that, I would rather search for ticks for the rest of my life if it meant all members were home once again. I sigh, shaking my head. AND with no members here, how was I suppose to cause mischief? I hiss in frustration before perking up ever so slightly, deciding this could be the time to sharpen my fighting skills. I turn on my paw and race throug the forest, my fur ruffling in the breeze and my tail streaking behind me as I make my way to the training center.

EDIT: Aubren has resigned from being the riverclan leader and I was wondering if we should just pretend that the other clans have died out and that Thunder/Shadow clan are the only clans that have survived? Plus their are not that many members who want to rp as a warrior cat so I dont think there will ever be enough people to rp as so that each clan has a good amount of members, but I believe that is possible with two clans only. Tell me what ya think!

(I could make a WindClan leader, a ShadowClan Medicine cat, Shadowclan deputy, and maybe you could be RiverClan leader until someone wants to adopt them? If we aren't going to do that [but I will make a medicine cat and Windclan leader] then would we go ahead and have the Gathering?)

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Refrence :: WIP
Cats Name :: Fogwhisker
Gender :: male
Age :: 4.1 years
Species :: unknown
Desired Clan :: Shadow
Desired Rank :: Medicine cat
Fur Color :: misty gray with brown patches here and there
Eye Color :: dark blue
Persona :: Fogwhisker is a loving cat and will tend to even the wound that would be a waste of herbs. He treats the clan like they were his kits, and is very protective of them. he sticks to the medicine cat code, and even if there are no other Medicine cats, he will go to the Moonstone every half-moon by himself. He is loyal to his clan, unless his clan does something that is wrong.
History :: Fogkit was a playful kit, the litter just him. One day, his mother went out for a walk, leaving him with the other queen in the nursery. The same fox that killed the old leader killed his mother and father. he was so young that he forgot completely about them, and grew up believing that the other queen was his mother. He started training as a warrior, then found that fighting was not in his blood. He became a medicine cat apprentice, and grew to know all about healing.
Other :: don't think so.

(Oh well if its a big problem then I will keep Silverstar, I just had some differant rp characters I wanted to rp as instead...Oh well, since we can now have several differant characters, I can just keep Silverstar(If thats ok with you) and rp them as well, but I just wanted them in a differant clan than river because I dont think they would fit in well)
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Refrence |

Present Name | Tawnyheart
Original Name | Number 142
Gender | She-Cat
Age | 2.5
Species | Toyger
Desired Clan | Thunder or Shadow
Desired Rank | Warrior
Fur Color | The she-cat has a light golden hued pelt with stripes and few spots that are black in pigment
Eye Color | Her optics hold a silverish gold hue that seem to brighten in incandescent light
Personality | Tawnyheart is adventurous and brave, seeking out travels and exploration in life. She has a somewhat kind personality and she tends to smile a lot, but other than that she is reserved about her past and about her kitten. She has a sill when it comes to hunting and climbing trees if a favorite
History | Number 142 was born and raised in a cat farm, she and her family were stuck in a cage, given names of numbers and forced to breed at a young age. Most toms and she-cats were sold across the country, but few unlucky kittens were chosen to say, age, and breed when the time comes, which is usually soon. Her mother was one of those unlucky felines, as was her father and all of the full grown cats that were in cages beside her own enclosure. At the age of five weeks, her siblings were sold, unfortunetly she was not, that could only mean one thing: She was destined to become like her parents, she would be bred thousands of times until she could no longer give off kits, then she would be killed. She couldnt stand the thought and her mother couldnt either. As Number 142 grew to be 2 years old and as she grew thinner and thinner, she would soon be forced to mate, so her mother quickly helped her escape by pushing her daughter through a broken hole at the bottom that only a kitten could be shoved through. As she started to go find help to free her mother as well, Number 075, a friend of her mothers, shouted out. Number 075 had just given birth to a single kit who was reserved to stay and be forced to breed when he was grown, after a little agreement, Number 142 took the kitten through a small hole, bid her goodbyes to her mother and the parent of the kitten, before she took off, determined to care for the kit. She went off to be a stray cat, learning to hunt in the treets and becoming wild, she learned to love her new wild cat life and she adopted the kit as her own, giving him the name Toad and naming herself Tawny. However her content life did not last long, twolegs started to chase her away, one day she just ventured into the forest, tired of the twolegs and the city. She adapted to the forest quickly as did her son and she began a new life, learning of the clans around her she changed her and Toads name to fit in, she was now known as Tawnyheart and Toad as Toadkit. With proper warrior names, she wondered if she could join one of the clans
Other :: She is the adoptive mother of Toadkit
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Refrence |

Present Name | Toadkit
Warrior Name | Toadstorm
Original Name | Number 317
Gender | Male
Age | Five months
Species | Toyger
Desired Clan | Thunder or Shadow(with mum)
Desired Rank | Kit
Fur Color | Toadkit holds a golden hue to his pelt and a darker pigment of gold that coats his upper back and flanks. Along his pelt black stripes of hue streak his pet like a tiger
Eye Color | A glossy green shades his optics in hue
Personality | Despite his deafness, Toad is fierce in personality and he doesnt like it when others tell him what to do yet he respects the warrior code fully, he is a big tattle tell and he can be a pain to socialize and hang out with because of his bossy and nosey additude, leaving him barely any friends. He is intelligent inside, taking note of everything and curious about the world around him though he doesnt let anyone know about his intelligent and calculated side. However, his personality has slightly altered with his growing disability that no one knows about except his mother
History | Toadkit doesnt remember his past very well and he doesnt remember the cat farm at all. All he knows is that Tawnyheart is his mother and that he has always been a wild cat
Other | He is an adopted son of Tawnyheart though he does not know it yet and he is going deaf
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Breeze wrote:(I could make a WindClan leader, a ShadowClan Medicine cat, Shadowclan deputy, and maybe you could be RiverClan leader until someone wants to adopt them? If we aren't going to do that [but I will make a medicine cat and Windclan leader] then would we go ahead and have the Gathering?)

[Breeze]Ok, you can make your thee desired characters listed above, you can actually make any characters but whatever...and Fogwhisker is accepted, you can start roleplaying him now.

Aubren wrote:(Oh well if its a big problem then I will keep Silverstar, I just had some differant rp characters I wanted to rp as instead...Oh well, since we can now have several differant characters, I can just keep Silverstar(If thats ok with you) and rp them as well, but I just wanted them in a differant clan than river because I dont think they would fit in well)

[Aubren]Ok, so it looks like we have a riverclan leader again, and yes, you can rp as many chaacters you desire. And...both characters are accepted, and Ill let them join shadowclan because it would seem biased if I had them join my pack :p

Well, I don't think it'd be biased, but whatever. XD

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Refrence ::
Cats Name :: Gorsestar
Gender :: female
Age :: 3.6
Species :: unknown
Desired Clan :: WindClan
Desired Rank :: leader
Fur Color :: gold
Eye Color :: green
Persona :: Gorsestar is a very loving catto her own clan mates, but is weary of strangers. If rival clans hint even the slightest at battle, she will bring the battle to them. Since WindClan territory is a plain with no trees, she has come up with a few battle tactics for the other three clan territorys.
History :: Gorsestar trained hard as an apprentice, and often pushed herself until she fainted. She often went to the Medicine Cats den for herbs, but all she ever wanted was t be strong and serve her clan the best way she ever could. After her first apprentice had become a warrior, a dog found it's way to the camp. It killed the current Deputy, and the leader made her the Deputy. She served her clan as deputy untill the leader died of old age, then she traveled to the Moonstone to get her nine lives. When she came back, she found that the dog had come back with friends, and had killed off the clan. (kinda like what happened in ThunderClan.)
Other :: don think so


Fogwhisker made is way back to camp, slinking with the shadows as if it were his own pelt. He slipped into camp, then saw that his leader and Rowankit were still alive. With a loud, joyfull yowl, he flung himself towards them. He hadn't seen another living cat for moons! He nuzzled both of them and gave a cheerful mew.

Breezestar screeched as she was flung off her paws. She unsheathed her claws, crouching down, then saw it was her medicine cat, Fogwhisker. Fogwhisker! Your alive!She yowled happily. She rushed forward to meet his nuzzle.