StormClan Camp

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From the old StormClan post:

The StormClan camp is surrounded by prickly bushes and is well protected against outsiders. It is in the middle of a forest, a cross between ShadowClan and RiverClan camps. The nature of this causes the camp to become misty on particularly humid days. The leader's den are two big rocks that balance each other, creating a tunnel which is relatively large in nature. Plant matter hangs over the entrance and shields the inside from view. The elder's den is a large thorn bush, hollowed in the inside for comfort. It is well protected. The warriors den is an abandoned fox den which lost the scent of its previous owners long ago. The den has been expanded further by its new warrior inhabitants and is large enough for all of the warriors of the Clan. Beside this den is the apprentices den, which is a tree trunk which had fallen over long ago in a storm and over time was hollowed out by the elements. The nursery is similar to the Elder's den, as it is well protected by thorns and has a secure wall.

(Found by Silentpaw, above den ideas by Silentpaw)




Owlscreech's post:

Owlscreech shook himself and gave darkpup a good hard stare warning him to be quiet. he then regarded skyfeather for a few moments before saying "Slypaw, go fetch some moss and wet it then bring it here, Skyfeather needs a drink". he fluffed up his fur then stood turning he noted his sister glancing around for someone and rolled his eyes irritably. he lashed his tail and stomped over toward shadestar he sat down and said in an iron voice "all of Skyfeathers pups are small, very small and not a single one came out nose first the way starclan intended pups to do. I have a feeling that these are illegitimate pups. the question is what are you going to do about it". his amber eyes watched shadestar, he personally would go back to shadowclan when the two clans split up again.

Snowstorm listened to the other wolves as they bickered. He shook his head. Then he heard the voice of a pup, saying that something hurt. He turned around to see a pup that had probably been staring at the dead wolf. "What happened?" He asked the pup in a kind tone, stepping over to him. The deputy sat down next to Sunpup and waited for an answer. He tried to tune out the sound of the other wolves as they argued with each other.

After scratching her ear for a few moments, sending a slight spray of fur everywhere Willowmist turned wondering why commotion had stopped and then piked again. She turned to find the yellowish colored wolf dead, sprawled out upon the floor. She watched it un-amused and yawned. "Young flea pelt must have been Sunclan. Those wolves are a bad mix, if you ask me. Why back in my day, wolves were tough and hardy." She shook her head and walked away.

Goldenpaw walked into camp. What if SunClan tried to battle with StormClan? Because, someone told her Direstar had said, "If you cross that border something bad will happen!" or somethinng like that. Outside of camp she dig a few tiny holes where pups could hide in.

Sunpup was freaking out. "Ouch! Something is in my head! Get it out!" It hurt so much. He fell to the ground itching his ears to make it stop.

Before anything could be done, the SunClan warrior seemed to be running away from StormClan camp, not able to hold up to the questioning of the leader and other StormClan members. Suddenly he dropped dead in front of the camp and the bickering ceased, if only for a moment. The leader looked down curiously at the body of Direstar's son. He knew that they would be blamed for the death if any SunClan wolves arrived to see it before they went to see them. "We need to bring this body to Direstar. Even if the boy did die all of a sudden, hated by his father, he still deserves to know. Where is Graystar, I think she should bring it. They're more likely to believe her than I."

(Graystars out of camp....)

(Edited that, then.)

Owlscreech blinked and said "you know the herbs to use for your mother" he walked out of the medicine den and barked "right you slobs! get your hineys moving to send an envoy to get that mange pelt back to his flea bitten father!" his eyes glittered "dont you expect me to do it other wise none of you will go to bed with ears tonight! NOW GET MOVING" the fearsome medicine wolf bellowed at his clanmates.

Willowmist's ears flattened at Owlscreech's yelling. The old female turned on him like a flapjack in a pan. "Oh shut up you heartless bonehead, all you speak is nothing but bunk. You're worse than a grouser you goop. You dare call yourself a medicine wolf without so much as a hint of compassion for the fallen?" She shook her head, thinking about how back in her day this was unacceptable.

He turned with a growl and snapped "blame starclan then! they chose me for this duty! not me! them!" he advanced on her and growled angrily "you remember when i was a warrior i was not bitter, starclan chose this fate and it turned me bitter and unhappy. i cant turn back woman! iwish i could but i cant". his golden eyes glared at her as he snapped inches from her face. he growled walking into the medicine den. as lunalight pushed out another pup he began tending to it trembling with rage.

Willowmist stood unfazed before the snarky medicine wolf who snapped only inches from her face. A hoarse chuckle came from her as she shook her head and, her tail wagged slowly. the old white female found his "excuse" of being a medicine wolf as batty and rather humorous. She had no answer for his excuse so as he turned tail to go back and help Lunalight she smirked, "Say it don't spray it!" She laughed as she brought up a paw to rub her muzzle with as if to prove she had been in his splash zone.

His eyes glittered with loathing as he stared at her "you are lucky im not still a warrior coward" he bared his teeth, before licking the pup and nuzzlingit toward lunalight. all five of her pups were born. he shoved some borage toward herbefore he stalked back outand stared at willowmist "you were once my friend" he said before he walked off to sit in a corner and watchthe others.

Willowmist gave him a dazzling yellow-toothed smile. "Awe you nudnik, all talk no bite. I may be an old jalopy but I ain't whacked yet. I can bring the heat." The old female gave a slight hop, and a wiggle before going on as Owlscreech spoke of them being friends before. "Now don't beat your gums, about an old beef you got with me, you ol'... you old... goop." She nodded satisfied with her reply before sitting down and scratching her left ear with a rough grunt.

he snorted "you always did have pathetic retorts" he said smoothly a hostile look on his greying face. he bared his teeth "i bet you will enjoy it when im gone" his golden eyes glittered with loathing where they had once glittered with friendship. he began pacing irritably.

The elder female played around with her brows, "Maybe... maybe. But to be on the level yours weren't much better were they? " She stuck her tongue out goofily and smiled cheekily, her misty eyes narrowed. "Don't go off the deep end, but yeah! No more bitter pills to bicker with... Guess it won't be so much fun. I'll have to find me another young palooka, with a good comeback for once. He won't be no piker either, no he'll be a real pip." She put her foot down from scratching behind her ear, it went down shaking before stopping upon the ground. She waited, dearly hoping this wolf could come back to her with some ferocity instead of lulling her to sleep.

He walked over toher and said in a hostile voice and roared "FINE YOU GO BE THE STARCLAN FORSAKEN MEDICINE WOLF AND LOOK AFTER THIS CLAN THEN! I GIVE UP TRYING TO WORK WITH EVERY SINGLE MISERABLE WOLF! GOODDAY MADAM I SAY GOODAY! HAVE FUN BEIN THE UNFAVOURED MISUNDERSTOOD MEDICINE WOLF". he swiped a pawnear the she wolfs muzzle and left camp.
-marshes

An exasperated sigh, shook her body as she listened to him roaring at her. She enjoyed making others a it grumpy, everyone needed a bit of excitement in their lives. Willow flinched as his paw swiped near her muzzle and he stormed out of camp. "Oh that bozo... Why would I want to be the medicine wolf? " Yet watching him leave so angrily made something inside her just break. They had been friends, good ones too. "Guess I do push it a bit sometimes... " With a slight tail flick the gray-ish female followed him, the bounce and excitement always in her step as she went.

-Marshes

(Owl the pups are six, just saying)

Lunalight made another push. One more pup was now born. Soon all of her six pups were to light. Owlscreech and his apprentice took care of them and then they set them beside the young fae. She glanced at them and blinked few times. They are so small she thought. They were all hers and they were so beautiful. A smile crossed the warrior's muzzle. She managed to drink some water from the moss that Twistedpaw brought earlier. Luna moved a little as she set them beside her belly. She could hear them whining so she wrapped her tail around them to keep them warm and safe. She was watching them carefully with a soft smile. The form in which she was sitting was like a crescent. Now her pups were everything to her and she wouldn't let anyone or anything to hurt them.
While watching her newborns she began thinking of different names for her precious little ones.

WhiteStone walked out the Warrior den as he licked he's white paws. The male sat in the clearing yawning a little as he looked around the camp. WhiteStone walked over to the freshkill pile as he took a rabbit, as sat quietly as he ate he's rabbit.

Shadestar watched in silence as two of the oldest wolves of StormClan began fighting. Soon enough it seemed Owlbreeze had enough and disappeared into the forests. The leader sent a disapproving glance at his back, as he always did seem to let his anger get the best of him when his Clan needed him. Turning back to the others he said, "Someone go find Graystar and inform her of what has happened. That wolf can go along with her to return the body to SunClan."

The white scared male stood up "Ill go." The handsome male smirked as he stood up and headed for the entrance. "Should I inform graystar to meet you at your den." The male asked before he was about to leave the camp.

[LOL, you keep calling Owlscreech Owlbreeze, XD.]
Goldenpaw walked over to Shadestar. She needed to be a warrior. She gave him a friendly smile; she wanted to get on Shadestar's good side. She just needed some friends, that was all. But was Shadestar a good shot?

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Shadestar nodded to the male as he stood. "Tell her to return to camp and hopefully return the body to SunClan," he said. His gaze moved towards Goldenpaw and he just looked at her, not returning the smile. It didn't seem like this was a smile-worthy time right now.

The white male nodded as he turned back and to exit camp. He bolted out the tunnel as he picked up the scent of graystar. The male followed it out the camp area as he trotted on to pass on the message. Heading to the clan boarders.


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