ThunderClan & StormClan

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The boundary between ThunderClan and StormClan

Copperpaw smiled as Emberpaw appeared. he was about to greet her when she began circling him and drawing her tail underneath his chin. he felt himself go a little shakey before she sat down and asked where they would start. he shrugged and said "well i wanna practise running about in the trees first"

Shadowpaw was about to ask Copperpaw her question when she saw Emberpaw. Shadowpaw growled at her when she circled Copperpaw and flirted with him. She gave her a look that said fine you want to try and beat me or this go ahead but dont cry when you lose. you will not win this. she ten turned her attention to Copperpaw, " do we have to climb them too," she said teasing him.

Copperpaw clambered up one and stuck out his tongue, t" hat way if we cross over the border they wont be able to smell us as easy! i want to explore the shadowclan marshes! iwanna kill some rats! whos with me!" with those awe inspiring words he began lightly running along tree branches till he got to two trees whos branches met over the thunderpath

Emberpaw cast a smugish look at Shadowpaw. Who knew toying with someone could be so fun. She turned back to Copperpaw, surprised to find him over the Thunderpath on the opposite side of the border. "Alright! Let's do this!" she cried, her rebelious blood warming and starting to corse through her veins. She crouched, launching herself upward. Remembering what she learned from Windstorm, she sank her claws deeply into the tree, and began pumping her legs so quickly they barely had time to touch the tree before she moved them again. In a few seconds, she had hauled herself onto a branch. She balanced, springing from her branch to that of an Oak nearby. From there, she hopped from branch-to-branch, until she was over=head of Copperpaw. "Hallo!" She called, her head peaking over her branch and down to him resting on his.

Shadowpaw watched as Copperpaw and Emberpaw climbed the tree and made their way over to the old thunderpath. she ran and jump on the tree, sinking her claws in. she kept climbing carefully until she was on a steady branch. Shadowpaw then soared branch to branch until she was balancing on a branch over Emberpaw. " i wonder if rats taste good," she wondered out loud.

Copperpaw gave a cheeky grin "i dare say we will find out! to the marsh minions!". and with that he was out of that tree and into another one. easily bouncing along the branches. making them deposit their melting snow to the ground. his copper form soon vanished into the misty night.
-the marsh

she laughed as she followed after Copperpaw. "to the marsh it is," she said excitingly. as she bounced from branch to branch she almost loss her balance due to the snow on the trees. but she dug her claws in and kept jumping.
-the marsh-

The Marshes? Emberpaw wasn't a big fan of mud. She shrugged, watching her Clanmates hop away. Oh well. Its not like I have anything else to do. She crouched, summoning her power before leaping from her branch to another, followed by another and another until she was a jackrabbit hopping in the moores.

~Marshes~

Goldenpup growled. She had left already! She decided she should go back to camp. There was nothing else to do.

(Did Goldenpup leave? Nevermind, she did)

Purefeather ran huffing and puffing exhausted from all the running and chasing. Goldenpup isn't here. How is Goldenpup so quick? she thought. She wift up another scent of the wolf pup, and smelled Goldenpup has left, returning home. Well this was pointless she thought, pity of the pup. I guess I should go back too Purefeather thought as she ran back to the StormClan camp.

~StormClan Camp~

Padding past the brush separating Stormclan and Thunderclan,Hawk blinked. She noticed that the forest was quiet. Way too quiet. She glanced around. Alert for anything.

Hawk shook her head, she scented the border. Then ran off to camp. Worried about her clan. Feeling something bad had happened in her gut. The trees flashing by. And the ground disappearing with every step.
-camp-

The large, graceful male slowly padded to the clearing. Hawktalon needed something to eat . . . but what did he want? The Clan needed to be fed before him, yes, but he hadn't eaten in days. Slowly sniffing the air and scanning the area for the sight of any live prey, he began stalking a vole. He jumped, hitting it into the air and quickly biting it, he killed it.

Hawktalon again sniffed the air for prey. This time was the scent of a rabbit, fat and plump. He stalked the rabbit, slowly creeping behind it and jumping on it, biting it's neck and killed it. This will be enough, but I really should check the borders, mark them, and such, he thought, picking up the prey and walking closer to the borders.

The male stopped at the borders, scanning StormClan's area for any signs of StormClan wolves. There seemed to be none at the moment, so Hawktalon just marked the borders, prey in his mouth.

The she-wolf came much earlier than her apprentice. She slowly walked around the border looking around carefully for any unpleasant guests. Then she sat down and began grooming her fur. When she was done she looked at the sky and gave a soft sigh. Oh Blue why are u so worried? she thought. She closed her eyes for a moment but when she caught the scent of her apprentice she opened her eyes and looked straight in one derection.

Goldenpaw scanned the area and emerged from a bush. She sniffed the air, smelling Hawktalon, a ThunderClan warrior, a low growl emerged from her throat. What is he doing here? ThunderClan scum, as long as he stays on his side we're fine . . . I think.

The she-wolf looked at her. She noticed that the smell of Thunderclan wolves annoyed her. Hmm something common between us she thought. She got up and walked towards her apprentice. "Well as you see this is the border of Thunderclan and ex Shadowclan." she spoke as she suddenly frowned. "I have bad memorries from here, but this is out of the topic." She looked at Goldenpaw and smiled. "Our clan is quite different but much better, don't you think?"

Goldenpaw nodded, turning her gaze back to the ThunderClan wolf. He seems to be happy. But about what...? Why is he so happy?!?!
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Hawktalon turned, hearing muttering and eyes watching him. They seemed to be upwind of him, and the scents smelled like Lunalight and Goldenpaw. However, he just kept walking along and marking the borders, fresh-kill at mouth. It was almost time for him to go to camp!

The warrior could notice the impatience of her apprentice. It seems she wanted to know why this wolf was happy. The fae looked at the Thunderclanner calmly not making any move. It seemed that he was just marking the border. She continued watching him as she spoke to her apprentice "Lot's of things can make him happy. His friends, hunting, guarding or maybe his lover." The she-wolf could only guess the reasons but not be sure in them.

Goldenpaw snorted, lashing her tail. Or maybe he's just happy-go-lucky! She turned away from Lunalight and Hawktalon slightly. She wanted to be alone for a little bit...

Luna glanced at her apprentice but did not say anything. She let her took her time but yet she kept and eye on her. She got up and got near the border. The scent of Thunderclan was strong. Her ears twitched as she glanced at one of the trees. Two squeerels were dashing on it. She then looked at the ground and at the small grass which was willing to grow bigger. She smiled then looked at Goldenpaw.

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Suddenly Luna's ears twitched. She heard echoes from shots. She knew that they were from Burnt Sycamore. Her heart started beating faster since Blue went there earlier. She was really worried. She got near Goldenpaw as she spoke quite nervous to her. "Goldenpaw we should return to camp. I have something important to do. I promise that we will continue later." She nodded at her as she flicked her tail in sign to follow.

~Stormclan camp~

Goldenpaw nodded. She walked back to camp in slight irritation. She missed Eaglepaw, and that was that. She wanted to feel his soft-gray fur against hers.
CAMP
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Hawktalon snorted, "Well you could be more polite! Stalkers..." He turned towards the camp. Everything happened at once...
CAMP

Calla had been vastly unaware of her surroundings. She took note that the wolves, and her friend, the grate dane, had gone their separate ways. Tired and unruly for a fight, Calla turned and headed back towards the place she had been. She would be interested to see what was happening in the human territories where she belonged.

~cb

Hawktalon sat, the icy breeze ruffling his mottled fur. The mucky ShadowClan scent filled his nose, making him gag a bit. ShadowClan wolves were quite stinky, that was for sure. No wolf seemed to be there, and that was good, for now.

She ran to the border. Breezepaw saw a male standing at the border. She called from her bush,"Hi I am Breezepaw." SHe jumped out of the bush.

Hawktalon jumped, whirling around. "You're not ThunderClan, or StormClan, what are you doing here? By the way, I'm Hawtalon." The slim male showed no signs of aggression.