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An Important Question

“Let all cats who are able to catch their own prey gather beneath the sturdy stump for a clan meeting!” The white leader’s authoritative voice boomed through the thick brambles of BrookClan’s camp. Catching the ears of clan mates, one by one the many cats of BrookClan appeared below the sturdy stump looking expectantly up at Galestar.

A particular bunch of young cats sat in front of the crowds of cats, their pelts well groomed and fur fluffed. Clearly their mothers had spent plenty of time to make sure they looked absolutely perfect for this moment. The two russet kits whispered to each other, whilst the two black and white kits gave each other happy and excited glances. The lone white cat perched in the middle gazed off into the distance, flicking his ears listening to the hushed voices around him.. Never had he been in one place with all his clan members at once, and hearing all of them at one time was quite strenuous. He scratched at an itch behind his ear with his hind foot as Galestar spoke once more.

“Thank you all for taking the time out of your day to gather here for this very moment. Gathered here below me are five young cats who are ready to become apprentices.” In turn she looked at each of the young kits sitting eagerly, all of them looked directly at her besides Fogkit. Who was then directed by his mother placed besides the stump to listen for the leader voice solely.

“Leafkit, Beetlekit, please step forwards.” The two siblings smiled towards each other and gave some mischievous glares towards the two jealous younger siblings beside Fogkit.

“Buzzardkit, Jaggedkit, please step forwards.” The two stepped forwards, and Jaggedkit gave a sly look towards the two russet kits.

The white leader stood tall in her post and in that moment jumped down and stood before the four cats, raising her chin. “I, Galestar, leader of BrookClan call upon my warrior ancestors to look upon these young cats, for they have come of age and are ready to become apprentices under your code. From now on, Leafkit and Beetlekit shall be known as Leafpaw and Beetlepaw. Jaggedkit and Buzzardkit, from now on shall be known as Jaggedpaw and Buzzardpaw. These four apprentices shall be known as these names until they receive their warrior names. With a previous discussion with my deputy, we have come up with who each apprentice will be signed to. Cedarflame, Wolfheart, Lostvoice, please step forwards.”

The two warriors and deputy took their places besides Galestar and gazed towards the newly named apprentices.

“Leafpaw, you shall be the fourth apprentice of Wolfheart. He has told me personally that he’s willing to take on the challenge not only to have you as his apprentice, but is willing to take the toll of mentoring four apprentices at once. As previously mentioned, we are a bit low on warriors currently so for now doubled up, to quadrupled up on apprentices.” Galestar switched her gaze towards the fluffy russet tom besides the more fragile russet she-cat.

“Beetlepaw, I will take you on as my third apprentice, and I expect you to work hard, my lessons are not easy and will test every inch of you and your body.” Beetlepaw’s eyes lit up and he nodded towards his leader and now mentor happily.

“Jaggedpaw, your mentor shall be Cedarflame, you will be mentored along side Badgerpaw and Crowpaw. I expect you to listen to what you’re mentor and clan mates say.” Jaggedpaw nodded politely, and then gazed towards her brother.

“.. Buzzardpaw.” She mewed, knowing that he was the last apprentice she could speak for. The young cat gazed towards his mother with his one good eye looking for the answer he was waiting for as if it was written on her face. “Lostvoice will be your mentor alongside of Reedpaw and Harepaw. I expect the same out of you as your sister.”

To the young faded white tom, it seemed like she had been completely ignoring him. Either that or he had been placed in the crowd to where she had not seen him and skipped over him.

“U-uhm… G=galestar…?” A small squeak murmured over the excited whispers of the new apprentices. The white she-cat glanced towards the faded white tom and smiled. Of course, she soon realized soon after… he could not see her smile.

“... And lastly, Fogkit.” She mewed, before looking over her shoulder at Ambernose.

“Would you like to do the honors?” Who was the leader speaking too, he could hear that she was talking to someone else, but he had no idea who. Everyone was far to close together to differentiate smells other than Beetlepaw and Jaggedpaw were on either side of him, but he couldn’t tell which side.

Ambernose smiled nervously, and padded in between the warriors and her leader taking her place before her son.

“Fogkit.” She said quietly, drawing his attention away from what was around him to flick his head subconsciously towards the sounds he heard. He knew her voice all too well, the way she spoke towards him was soft and kind hearted, he could pick it out of any crowd.

“I have been wanting to ask you, and someone else a question.” The Russet she-cat looked up and towards the back of the crowd where a particular bengal she-cat sat besides the larger savannah she-cat, who in turn looked surprised at the fact that the medicine cat was looking at her out of all cats.

“Since as you may know, making a warrior out of you is going to be a real challenge. I’m going to give you a choice. I can take you on as my apprentice, but the choice is yours whether or not that is towards being a warrior, or a medicine cat. You do not have to make your choice now, but you will be training either way as my apprentice whichever path you choose.” A look of confusion crossed the faded white tom as he looked in the direction he thought she was.

“... You want me to be your… apprentice?... “ He mewed softly, looking to the side, or at least he thought he was looking to the side.

“Yes. Out of all the wonderful cats in our clan, we believed that I was best suited to train you. But like I said, the choice is yours to whichever path you take.” The tom nodded and gave a small anxious smile. Ambernose smiled, and took a step back, letting Galestar step forwards.

“Fogkit, from this day forwards, you shall be known as Fogpaw. And since you have agreed, you will be mentored by none other than Ambernose herself.” With that the white leader touched the top of the blind cat’s head with her nose, signifying her blessing.

The meeting continued on as Galestar announced once again that Leaf-bare would soon be upon them Sagepaw couldn’t help but cast her mint green gaze towards the medicine cat as she touched noses with her apprentice alongside the other mentors and apprentices. She still couldn’t shake the feeling that Ambernose had looked directly at her when she asked Fogpaw that question. Was she trying to hint at something? … What had those two talked about? Wildpaw had been too noisy “whispering” to her about something that slipped her mind that she hadn’t heard what was said. Was Fogpaw now Ambernose’s apprentice, or what?... Perhaps she should ask..

“Sagepaw.” A cat meowed, snapping the she-cat from her thoughts. It appears that the meeting was closed, and she had been subconsciously making her way towards the fresh kill pile… She was hungry after all. Standing before her was Ambernose with a small smile plastered to her maw.

“Yeah Ambernose? Is there something you needed? Another trip to the circle rocks?” Ambernose shook her head averting her eyes for a moment then intently looked back towards the young cat.

“No, no, not this time.. I wanted to ask you a question.”

“Uh… suuuure? What is it?” Is she going to ask what I think she’s going to ask? Sagepaw sat back on her haunches and flicker her thin tail over her paws, looking into the amber eyes of the medicine cat.

“.. I wanted to ask you, if you wanted to become an apprentice of mine. We’ve been out a lot and i’ve noticed that out of everyone you in particular seem the most intrested in herbs and what they are about.”

“... But isn’t Fogpaw yur apprentice now?..”

“... Yes, he is. But he’s not my apprentice.”

“... Aye...I am a bit confused..” Sagepaw looked around at the passing cats before looking back at the medicine cat.

“.. I want you to become the medicine cat apprentice of BrookClan. But only if you want to.”

“Aye.. but then there’d be two medicine apprentices, or whate’r?...” Ambernose chuckled, confusing the bengal even more.

“Fogpaw was given a choice, whether or not to become a medicine cat apprentice or a warrior’s apprentice, either choice he’d be mentored by me. I have a strong feeling he’ll want to try the warrior route, and … I have been thinking that I should take on an apprentice of my own for a while now.”

“... Have ya run this by Galestar yet…?”

“Yes, and she would be happy to see you become a medicine cat, but you do not have to if you do not want to.” Sagepaw looked towards her paws, serching the leaves for an answer.

“... So what do you say? Do you want to become the next medicine cat?”

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“Ambernose, may… I have a word with you?”

Galestar meowed, catching the russet medicine cat leaving from the two in one den of the medicine den and nursery. Moments earlier she had lead Fogkit back into the safety of her den so he could rest. He still seemed rather tired, and as she could imagine it was a rather… tiring change. She yawned at the thought, and would kill for a nap right now as well.

“... Yes, Galestar?... What is it? Has something happened with Buzzardkit again?” She tilted her head to the side a bit and looked around for the little kit. He wasn’t in the nursery, so she assumed he was out somewhere playing with his older siblings or father.

“No, no, not at all, he’s doing alright. I wanted to talk to you about something else, regarding the soon-to-be new apprentices.. And Fogkit...” Ambernose had a flood of anxious energy cross over her as the Leader mentioned her son. What was about to be said?..

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[Fogkit] hey there buddy, whatchu uptoo? Gettin popular huh buddy? dont let the attention get to your head!

“Huh? What attention?” The white tom kit flicked his clouded gaze around confused. “Who said that anyway?..”

“Did you say something Fogkit?” Ambernose mewed giving her son a confused look with a tint of concern.

“Huh?… Oh, no mom. I just thought I heard something…. Must have been a mouse or something.” His gaze was flicked past her as if he wasn’t noticing that she was right in front of him, which made Ambernose frown slightly.

“… You know, Fogkit, you’re … taking this a lot …. Easier then I thought you would.”

“What?… Just because i’m blind now doesn’t mean I can’t still relax.” Ambernose brushed past him and touched his shoulder with her fluffy tail. Clearly that wasn’t the only thing concerning her.

“… I’m just … worry about you Fogkit. You may be old enough to become an apprentice.. But I don’t know if you can become a….”

“Mom. We’ll figure it out.”

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[Ambernose] Hey, you seem offf lately, something troubling you? is it boy trouble?

The long furred russet she-cat murred quietly, stretching her limbs as the ancestor of sorts whispered in her ear. She rolled onto her stomach and placed her head upon her paws, staring out into the gleaming cold waters of one of the two ponds before giving an answer.

“So… Now that I am sick, you come to me? Asking me what’s wrong? No, of course its not boy trouble.. Why would it be… Oh. No. … If this is some sort of sick joke you guys play on those who you all don’t like… I don’t find it very funny.” She gazed her amber eyes to the side a bit, a look of sorrow and disappointment crossing her gaze.

“Why are you contacting me? Why now? After all that we have done?” There seemed to be a small hint of anger in her voice.

“Are you not happy with how BrookClan has formed? Or do you just hate me? Answer me that, StarClan. Answer me that..” The russet she-cat had closed her eyes, not seeming to have the energy to keep them open any longer.

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[General Question] Hey those are some nifty new scars, where'd ya get those?

“Why do you want to know about my scars?.. Its not like I knew it would happen that way… I was only messing around..”

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Do you enjoy swimming? If you fish for the clan you must, right?

“Fishing has been a very large portion of my life. At least, ever since I left my old life behind. So you can imagine that swimming would be a big portion of it right?… Believe it or not, whilst I can swim, and are a great fisher cat, having wet fur is the worst. Have you seen how long my fur is? It stays wet for moons.” Wolfheart was staring off into the pink sky watching the clouds as he spoke.

“Swimming? Let me tell you, swimming is great, especially in the sunny seasons! You know, the ones where the sun is shining all day, and its really warm? The cool waters really help a cat cool down. Shame not many in the clan like to swim. Sure we do a lot of fishing, but very few of us swim unless we absolutely have to.” Alderpaw mewed with a hint of amusement in her voice. However a small snicker beside her made her jump.

“Hiding in the bushes again Alderpaw?” A small squeak came from the black and white kit who seemed to be sitting there the whole time, but Alderpaw had not noticed him.

“Oh, hello Buzzardkit.. Surprised to see you here.”

“… This is the nursery? Why wouldn’t I be here?” The kit was right, this was the nursery. But she could have sworn Ambernose had taken the kits out to the training beach to have some fun in the sun instead of being cooped up in here all day.

“Why do you go back there so much?”

“That’s none of your business Buzzardkit! Why are you always in the nursery?”

“‘Cause i’m a kit, you’re not a kit, so why are you here?”

“I’ll have you know, this is also the Medicine den, and I could very well be looking for Ambernose. Why are you so snoopy of what I do?”

“Why do you like fish so much, huh? You’re not a fish cat are you?” Alderpaw huffed and turned her nose away from the sarcastic little foxdung who sat close by.

“Maybe I just like the way fish taste.”

“Yeah, but then you get fish breath and that’s gross.”

“Hey! Just you wait till you’re older! You might change your mind on what you like the taste of!”

“Yeah, whatever, you don’t know that!”

“Neither do you! So hush your mouth!” The two continued to argue for a long while after…

A inverted silver tabby rain along the beaches of the twin ponds, a couple of fish in his mouth for his catch of that day. Upon hearing voices somewhere behind him, he halted and skidded in the sand looking towards the faint outline of a cat lined with stars.

“Whoa.. And I thought I was dreaming that first time. Uhm, what did you ask? If I like to swim?.. Uhm… that depends. Fishing is a good source for food, and well swimming goes paw and paw with fishing… and swimming can be quite relaxing… so … I suppose I like to swim. Even on a night like tonight … it would be quite refreshing.”

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What are the relationships in the clan?

That can be found here! (jeez louis, it took me all day to compile this)

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So have you seen any other cats walking about since the new recruits? Did they know any other cats out there besides themselves?

   Hmm. It’s been a fair amount of moons since we first arrived here. Everything seems to be going okay, but sometimes I can’t help but wonder what would have happened if I had stayed. The lithe cornish rex found herself in the outskirts of the BrookClan territory hunting for anything that she could find. Ambernose and Oliv- Sagepaw were talking up a storm somewhere in the distance, making it hard for Alderpaw to focus on the task at hand. She didn’t understand why Galestar had sent her out here when all those two would talk about is dumb plants and rocks. Of course, Alderpaw knew the wonders of what Ambernose could do with those “dumb” plants first hand… but, she as definitely being left out of the conversation, that was for sure. Her mind kept slipping to some unanswered thoughts in the back of her head.

   “Things would not be the same if we had not left back then. No way as I going to stay around there for to long. Those blabbering idiots can live there for all I care, it’s not like they cared about us anyway.” The grey and white cat huffed under her breath as she caught sight of a chipmunk scurrying about the wet fallen leaves. This was something Ambernose needed, right? A rodent of sorts? A chipmunk was a rodent, was it not? Either way.. It escaped from her paws before she was able to get close enough.

   “Ugh. Galestar’s not going to be happy with me about that… neither is Ambernose.”

    “Sagepaw,” Ambernose murmured upon reaching the foothold of BrookClan’s territory. The two young apprentices that Galestar had given to her to escort to the outer territories had run home ahead of her, they had been out for a large portion of the night and were clearly excited to get into their nice warm nests.

    “Yeah, Ambernose?” Sagepaw mewed quietly, watching Alderpaw run off towards the apprentice’s den before her. She glanced over her shoulder then turned towards the red somali a questioning look crossing her maw.

    “Thank you for coming out here with me. It means a lot.”

    “Of course Ambernose! It’s not a problem at all! Besides, I know you don’t have an apprentice yet yerself, so I can understan’ completely if ya need help sometines!” The younger cat watched the other smile upon her reply.

    “You have no idea how much it means to me. I’ll have to thank Galestar later for allowing me to borrow you… and Alderpaw, jee, she ran off quick didn’t she?” Sagepaw chuckled.

    “She’s just tired, don’t worry about her, i’ll let her know in the mornin’ that you appreciated her company! Is that all? I’m pretty tuckered too.”

    “… Er, Sagepaw– You know, no, thank you, you’re free to go.” The bengal  tilted her head a bit upon Ambernose’s first response, but maybe she was just tired too.

    “Oh, okay, see ya tomorrow Amber!” With that the young apprentice was on her way into camp, Ambernose trailed after her at a slower pace. She was tired, and more than usual. Typically a night out looking for herbs energized her, but for some reason… lately, it hasn’t been doing all that. And the fact that–

    “Nah… I’m just tired is all.” She whispered, trailing into the camp’s protective bushes.

    “Jee, Ambernose sure has been askin’ me to do a lot lately. I wonder why? I’m not the only apprentice around ‘ere, but then again.. Galestar is often very busy.. So I can understan’ if she wants us to lend a paw to someone who needs the help… but… Sometines, it’s not me an’ Alderpaw, its just me an’ Ambernose.. Hm.. an’ the fact that she sounded like she wanted to say somethin’ else… is really borthin’ me.. I should ask her sometime what she meant to say.”

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Small Update: 4/3/17

Star here, and here to inform you that upon request, references of what the Territories look like have now been added to the “clan” page! I also bring the news that I have returned! (If that wasn’t obvious enough by last night’s post :3c)

➤ The Clans Page

**Update again: ask hints have been implemented!

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Her Guilt

It had been a couple days since Galestar’s friendly hunting competition, and the once pressuring atmosphere within the clan still held true, but had relaxed a touch since that day. The Clan was settling in with the newer apprentices joining the ranks, and the happy thoughts of the last bunch of kits becoming apprentices was still in the air. 

Overbearing winds brought chilly Leaf-fall air into the small pond valley. The ever present coldness would send shivers down any given cat who was forced to scavenge for prey. Although, this Leaf-fall has been quite lucky for BrookClan, plenty of well fed prey were running about preparing and stocking up for the colder season to come.

Ambernose sat before one of the frost touched ponds, flicking her tail over her paws anxiously. The recent weather had been unpromising as plants froze over and unfrozed almost daily. It had been hard to collect anything useful with all the wilting and freezing plants, especially with the oh-so-friendly rain clouds that had caused many rain and thunderstorms to overcast the land. There had been several times when thunder crashed overhead that had sent the entire clan into panic..

Was StarClan angry with them? This thought had crossed the young medicine cat’s mind several times, and yet she had yet to receive any word from any ancestors in the sky. And that was just it, ever since they arrived, they being herself and the other founding members of BrookClan, there had not been a single sign of StarClan anywhere. Perhaps they were in a territory where they could not reach her clan? Or like mentioned before, perhaps they were angry with BrookClan.

Are they angry … with me? The russet she-cat teetered on her paws as she looked out over the pond towards some of her clanmates training with their mentors on the training beach. One in particular stood out to her, Lostvoice, her mate. Generally, medicine cats are not supposed to bare kits, but from the clans that she originated from, she was allowed to bare kits if she so wished. Whilst this may be true, and Galestar seemed to understand her decisions to do such, Ambernose couldn’t help but feel the threads of guilt cross her. She had not been the loyalest of mates, and whilst Lostvoice understood and had forgiven her for her actions, Ambernose has yet to forgive herself for her poor choices. At least, that’s what she thought.

She loved her kits, she loved them with all her heart, but she could feel the disappointment radiating off of Lostvoice every now and then when “their” kits start asking questions such as “why does Fogkit look so much more like Wolfheart then Lostvoice?” She did plan on explaining to them when they were older why that was, but for now they would soon have other duties to focus on.

“Fogkit..” She murmured under her breath, lowering her gaze to the soft sands beneath her paws. “I’m sorry this has happened to you, this is all my fault.”

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Let The Training Begin!

            “To the beaches!” Someone hollered over the crowd, clearly excited for the competition. With that, a majority of the cats stood and made their way towards the pond’s sandy banks.

            “Don’t worry newbies, we’ll show you the way!” They heard them say as the cats disappeared into the bushes leading out of camp. All that remained behind was Galestar, her apprentices Alderpaw and Sagepaw, and Ambernose.

            “Now, Alderpaw, Sagepaw, I have a special challenge for you two. The competition still stands for you, but I have a minor requirement for you both.” The light bengal she-cat, and grey and white she-cat both looked towards their mentor quickly, a flicker of challenge and excitement in their eyes. “Both of you need to at least catch four items, and you can not stop until you have those items, alright? Catch as much as you like, but the minimum comes first.”

            “Yes Galestar!”

            The warriors and apprentices of BrookClan eagerly raced across the sands, heading towards a clearing in which all of them had trained a couple of times now days. All the apprentices were chatting up a storm towards the newbies who surprisingly were able to keep up with them. Surely this was the strength of a wildborn cat.

            “H-hey! Wait for me guys!...” Harepaw exclaimed shyly, he had once been ahead of the group had now fallen behind. His clumsy paws had tripped over a buried root and he had tumbled down into the shallow waters of the pond. Now up and running again, he quickly chased after the others.

            “I’m sure you all know how great of a fisher cat I am, I have caught many fish in my time, and if you pay attention closely, you might learn how to be as great as I am.” Wolfheart claimed boldly,  standing proudly before his apprentices. Darkpaw and Wildpaw, having heard this story several times now rolled their eyes and stretched, ready to train, eventually. Meanwhile, Ravenpaw, excited to just be outside the camp for the first time listened carefully to his father’s words with twinkles of excitement flowing through his eyes.

            ”That’s when you make a move, Reedpaw, not as he attacks. Thats a good way of getting yourself hurt, let alone… another headache.” Lostvoice murmured softly. Harepaw moments earlier had launched a playful attack on Reedpaw, but at the same time the apprentice had launched himself. They had met halfway, with their heads.

            “.. Right… I think I .. got it this time, lets try again!” The fluffy young apprentice had a determined look in his eye as he watched his mentor closely.

            “Please can we take a break, my head really hurts now…” Harepaw complained.

            The fluffy white she-cat gazed over the cliffs of her clan, a light breeze passed by as red and orange leaves gently fluttered past and down into the hollow. Galestar had always loved these cliffs, from up here she could see everything going on down in the ridge. Another reason why she had taken her apprentices up here in the first place, that and it was less busy and active. She was surprised not many cats came up here, it was quite beautiful and quiet. Just below, the cats had finished their training sessions and were working their way on the hunting competition. Galestar knew not what the end result would be, but she only hoped that everyone would have fun doing it. With the recent outbreak of white and green cough amongst cats, who in which made a full recovery, thanks to Ambernose and her patrol, the overall clan attitude had been stressed beyond the clouds. Everyone needed a little break from the daily grind, she could even admit she needed it as well.

And the winners of the 1st Annual Hunting Competition are...

Wolfheart with 7 total catches!

AND...

Cedarflame and Sagepaw with 4 Special catches each! Wolfheart would have won this part of the challenge too (with 6 special catches), but since he had caught more total catches then special catches, he took the crown for the most catches!

Wolfheart holds the title of “Alpha Hunter” of BrookClan!

Cedarflame and Sagepaw both share the title “Special Hunter” of BrookClan!

Individual scores, and items caught can be found here!

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First Apprentice Ceremony

             “Let all cats able to catch their own prey, gather beneath the sturdy shrub for a clan meeting!” Galestar bellowed. Thin strands of dawning sunlight passed through the nearly barren, wet tree branches into the hollow of camp. A light rain had fallen the night prior, and left its mark on the world with large puddles here and there. The cats of BrookClan had slept good that night, for the hunting had been efficiently stocked well by the great hunters of the clan. All now rose from their warm nests to join the main clearing, looking up towards the white leader who had placed herself on a thick branch of the small tree like shrub, looking down at the gathering cats.

            Wolfheart, Cedarflame and Lostvoice, all emerged from the north eastern part of camp. Cedarflame let out a loud yawn as he sat upon the drying grasses before the bush, soon joined by Lostvoice who was still rather groggy. Wolfheart, who had been awake for a while joined Galestar on a lower branch and he too watched everyone gather. The six new apprentices, always seeming to hang out together early in the morning soon gathered to the left of her perch, simular to the spots they had stood when they first joined the clan, all but Alderpaw it seemed. The intelligent ‘rex had planted herself not to far off from Cedarflame and Lostvoice, as if trying to state her claim of the thought of her friends gathering in the same spot. Just below the white leader, Ravenkit, Crowkit, and Reedkit sat side by side eagerly looking around as everyone gathered.

            Soft rustling notified her that Ambernose had sat close by to the shrub, just out of her view, but she knew she was there. That was everyone now, all but the kits who were still sound asleep in the nursery not far off from the meeting.

            “Good morning my fellow Clanmates, i’m glad all of you managed to pull yourselves from your warm dens to join me here. It has been a long time coming, but I think it’s time some new apprentice’s joined the mix, even if we have plenty already.” With a strange smile, she looked towards the six apprentices individually, and then back towards the three kits sitting below the bush.             “Reedkit, please come forward.” The leader instructed, the similar white tom cat stepped forwards as he was joined by his mother in front of him. They were nearly identical, only he had inherited his father’s fluffy chest, one of the very few things he had inherited. Galestar stood before the young cat and smiled down towards him. Her first born son, already to become an apprentice, it had to have been only yesterday he was a small innocent little kit at her side, now he was a strong young cat, ready to learn more about life. She was proud.

            “I, Galestar, leader of BrookClan, call upon my warrior ancestors to look down upon these young cats. They have reached the age of six moons, and are ready to learn the ways of a warrior. In turn when they are ready, they will serve as a warrior under your name. From this day forwards until he has earned his warrior name, Reedkit shall be known as Reedpaw!”

            Galestar then turned to the two black cats beside Reedpaw. In turn, Ravenkit and Crowkit stepped up looking up at their leader and mother.

            “From this day forwards, until they have earned their warrior names, Crowkit shall be known as Crowpaw, Ravenkit shall be known as Ravenpaw!” She then turned towards the silver, and red tabbies off in the small crowd, and nodded. The black and white deputy jumped down from his post and joined beside his mate, looking down at his kits. Cedarflame and Lostvoice soon joined them.

            “Lostvoice, you have already taken on the responsibility of the apprentice Harepaw, under normal circumstances, I would not do this, but are you ready to take on a second apprentice?” The silver tabby nodded. “You have taught Harepaw well so far, and as loyal and good of a fisher as you are, I hope you pass these traits down on both of your apprentices, Reedpaw and Harepaw.”

            “Cedarflame, you are the mentor of Badgerpaw and Crowpaw, with your excellent skills on land and bravery, I hope you can pass these down upon your apprentices.” The leader had spoken with Wolfheart and Cedarflame before hand, she needed not to ask of his permission, they both understood why she made these choices.

            “Wolfheart, you are now the mentor of Ravenpaw, Darpaw and Wildpaw, out of all of us you are the most adept to handling such difficulty. But with your kind heart, and adept fishing skills, I know you will teach them well.” Galestar stepped back, and let the final proceedings to finalize the process conclude. Each mentor and their apprentice touched noses, and joined the crowd looking back up at the leader once more.

            “Welcome Reedpaw, Ravenpaw, and Crowpaw, to your first day of training. Before we begin, I would like to propose an idea to you all.” This had not been something she had spoken to any cat about, it had come to her soon before she called the meeting. “Since hunting was well yesterday, I think that if we were to work just as hard, or harder, we can achieve that once again. Leafbare shall be here any time now, and when the cold winds come, the prey will be scarce, and the ponds will freeze over. With luck, any extra we catch shall be stored for later.” Several cats exchanged glances, most confused by the thought of prey being scarce.

            “We are lucky our forest is overflowing this season, but we may not be as lucky as time goes on. But here’s the catch, why don’t we make this some sort of mission? After training with your mentors today, you all will be assigned to hunt until dusk approaches. The cat with the most catches, or the most ‘special’ items will win the competition. The prize, the winners get first pick from the fresh kill pile.” The bumble of voices amongst the crowd proved that no one disagreed with this arrangement. “That is all.”

Up next; Training Day & 1st Annual Hunting Competition Results

[untoldwarriorcats]

For some of the kits and apprentice, I have to ask.. What would you want your warrior names to be?

Wildpaw had been passing through the Warriors den on her way to the freshkill pile when she was stopped by the strange sky cats yet again, but this time a different question.

“When I become a warrior? I dunno, I don’t really know the process yet myself, but maybe they know?” She said indicating the tuxedo kitten and red somali kitten beside her. Beetlekit glanced towards Wildpaw, baffled at the thought that someone older than him didn’t know what her warrior name would be!

“Well, I know mine’s going to be cool! It could be beetlejump, beetlerun, beetle anything really! We won’t know till the day our warrior ceremony is!! BUt its going to be a big day for all of us! Even Jaggedkit!”

“Well, yeah, but that's not for a while, at least for me, I still have a couple moons left till I become an apprentice!” The black and white she-kit protested, “But Jaggedstep would be cool!”

Alderpaw, not to far from the others was gazing off and away from the clan territory, her thoughts scattered across the hills, deep in thought. Had she heard the question?..

“Alderpelt... Alderbark?... Aldernose... Who knows. It’s an interesting thought to think about, but I guess i’ll leave that thought process up to Galestar...”

“Badgerhunt... That sounds awesome.”

“More like Badgerpelt or something lame like that, that is why she named you that..” Sagepaw murmured quietly. “As for me? That's far to forward in the future to think about.”

“Darkash. Now that’s a cool name I could go with.”

“You do know you have a while before you become a warrior right..?” Galestar spoke lightly, “Not to be rude, but you’ve only been here a couple sunrises now.”

“..I-i know that!... I just... wanted to make a suggestion...” If it weren’t for his dark pelt, the dark apprentice would have been blushing in embarrassment.

“Leafkit is a hard name to think of a name for... Maybe Leafstorm?”

“More like LeafDORK.” Buzzardkit snorted, entertaining himself with his own laughter.

“--HEY!”

[untoldwarriorcats]

"The Natural Way"... hear that phrase from alot of cats, but what defines it? Why must you adhere to it?

“Natural way? What’s that supposed to mean? Are you referring to the Warrior Code? I know we do not follow it exactly, but we are only doing it to survive. The code still stands, and will always stand. Or are you referring to the life in which we live? “In the wild”, as a kittypet might say?” The white leader chuckled, an amused purr rumbling from deep within her.

“The Warrior Code is not just a set of rules which we live by, it’s how we live. It’s a lifestyle.”

“ Defend your Clan, even with your life. You may have friendships with cats from other Clans, but your loyalty must remain to your Clan, as one day you may meet them in battle.“

“Do not hunt or trespass on another Clan’s territory.“

“ Elders, Queens, and kits must be fed before apprentices and warriors. Unless they have permission, apprentices may not eat until they have hunted to feed the elders. If any warrior or apprentice is sick or injured, they may eat while the elders, queens, and kits are eating. “

“ Prey is killed only to be eaten. Give thanks to StarClan for its life. ”

“ A kit must be at least six moons old to become an apprentice. ”

“ Newly appointed warriors will keep a silent vigil for one night after receiving their warrior name. ”

“ A cat cannot be made deputy without having mentored at least one apprentice. ““ The deputy will become Clan leader when the leader dies or retires. “ “ After the death or retirement of the deputy, the new deputy must be chosen before moonhigh. “

“ A Gathering of all Clans is held at the full moon during a truce that lasts for the night. There shall be no fighting among Clans at this time. “

“ Boundaries must be checked and marked daily. Challenge all trespassing cats. ”

“ No warrior can neglect a kit in pain or danger, even if the kit is from a different Clan. ”

“ The word of the Clan leader is the warrior code. ”

“ An honorable warrior does not need to kill other cats to win his/her battles, unless they are outside the warrior code or if it is necessary for self-defense. ”

“ A warrior rejects the soft life of a kittypet. ”

“That’s the Warrior Code. All apprentices must learn these rules, and learn to live by them before becoming a warrior. Any who break these rules are to be punished, as cruel as that sounds. If you really think about it, it’s common knowledge. But not every cat is a loyal cat.” Galestar stretches herself out as she claws the stump of the bush.

“Some of these rules yet to apply to us fully since we are only one Clan, but if any other clans are to arise, those rules will be set in motion.”

[untoldwarriorcats]

Galestar, what are the toughest decisions you've had to make for your clan? why'd you go through with them?

“The toughest decisions?” The taller white she-cat looked towards the ever present and dimly fading StarClan cat. She had felt their presence in her dreams, but had not seen them till now. Was she still dreaming? Did they have a message for her?

“Well, the toughest decisions i’ve made do not come from BrookClan. I was a leader of another clan once, but it’s long gone now. I’d say the toughest decision has to be leaving them behind. But don’t get this wrong, I love my life here, I wouldn’t be anywhere else but here, this is my home now.”

[untoldwarriorcats]

Who's the real breadwinner of the clan?

A sturdy, yet fluffy tuxedo tom emerges from the bushes, surprised by the sudden appearance of a StarClan warrior approaching him.“You’re asking, me who is the ‘breadwinner’?” Surely, if a StarClan warrior came here just to ask him a question it must be important.

“Well, don’t tell anyone I said this… But I totally am the one who brings in the most prey, anyone who says otherwise, is lying.” His normal authoritative voice turned south and became playful and light hearted. “Don’t take that seriously, it doesn’t really matter who brings in the most prey. Its a team effort.”

—-

A stocky young cat stretches before the strange star filled cat beside him. “Well, if you you’re really asking… I totaallly think Wolfheart is the best hunter!”

“Don’t get me wrong, my mom is a great hunter too, and so is Cedarflame, and Lostvoice, even Ambernose!! Don’t tell them that I said that about Wolfheart, he would die over ‘his son being so appreciative’” Reedkit says with a sarcastic, mocking tone of the black and white deputy.

“Well, that is if I don’t tell him first!” A small peep came from behind the white tom, he quickly turned in a flash and looked towards Fogkit who was standing right behind him. 

“You wouldn’t dare!”

—

“But you totally have it all wrong, Reedkit! Ambernose is the best hunter! And the best warrior, and the best Medicine cat, EVER!!!” His bright yellow eyes beamed as he looked towards the sky. “I want to be just like her..”

—

“Now what are those two yammering on about now?…” Crowkit mewed with a high pitched yawn. She had fallen asleep infront of the prey pile, and was now noticing the strange star cat that was walking around asking questions.

“Oh, so you are asking who the best hunter is? Eh, it will be me, I assure you. I;ll practice long and hard too!” She side glanced towards her younger brother Buzzardkit who was loudly chewing his food not to far off from her.

“Don’t bother asking him though, he wouldn’t know what you’re talking about…”

—

Moving onto the next pair of cats, the StarClan warrior approuches a tan colored she-cat with brown bengal spots. Its one of the newer members of BrookClan, Sagepaw was it?

“Yep that’s me! Hiya! You’re one of those sky cats aren’t ya? I’ve heard some about you, stalkin dreams aren’t ya?” She saw right through them, not many can do that it seems. Then again, she’s never met anything like them before, yet she isn’t terrified that one would expect.

“I heard ya talkin to the kits, you askin’ about who’s the best hunter yeah? Well, in my opinion, anyone’s a good hunter besides Darkpaw here!”

“… I can hear you, you know…” The dark apprentice mutters as he continues to stretch his claws thoroughly on the bark of the nearby shrub.

“Sagepaw.” A deep voice catches the younger cat off guard as she notices Wolfheart standing before her now.

“Oh! Hiya Wolfheart! I was uh… just telling this here sky cat about what a great hunter every’un is!”

“I’m sure you were, now, don’t be picking on my apparentice now, he’s a good hunter just like you and me. No need to be casting any false rumors around, alright?”

“Yup… got it…” Sheesh he’s terrifying when he’s serious…

—

The next ‘awake’ cat is a silver and white tabby by the name of Lostvoice. He seems to have just woken up, but not by normal means. “Oh… You want to ask me a question…? Right now?… Okay..”

“The best hunter?… Isn’t that a little.. mean? I mean its fun to be competitive and all… but to blatantly ask someone that… sems a bit harsh… at least for me..” Suddenly loud snores cause both the StarClan cat and the young tabby to fold back their ears in annoyance.

“Why did I decide to try and sleep next to him?”

[untoldwarriorcats]

The Story So Far...

            Galestar, Wolfheart, Buzzardstep, Cedarflame, Lostvoice, and Ambernose all came from different lifestyles, clans from across the lands. Each with their own stories and backgrounds, they met each other on a strangely nice sunny day. The days before had been dreary and wet, non stop thunderstorms had casted over the lands over each individual journey. Galestep, Cedarflame and Ambernose came from a distant and forgotten land called “The Forsaken Plains”. Their homes and clans had been long since left behind. They barely speak about what has gone on there, even too this day. Buzzardstep and Lostvoice came from the valley known as “The Enchanted Forest”. Both groups had not known that there were more clans of cats beyond their own accompanied clan borders. That’s where Wolfheart comes in, he had met many clans before, but had seen them all fall, but he doesn’t tell anyone that. As the others spoke of banning together to start their own clan, their young spirits excited to finally find a new home, Wolfheart feel outcasted, but did not show it. His heart had been broken many times, but he did his best to help as much as he could. It was only chance he had come across them.

            They started with nothing, and built their home on the top of a woodland hillscape, where not far below a town of twolegs resided. Now their territory is far enough from the twoleg territory, but that doesn’t mean that they don’t run into the occasional twoleg in and around their territory. A abandoned thunderpath lies not far from the border of their home, where occasionally a traveling pair of twolegs stay in the surrounding area for a couple of days, but that’s it and they leave soon after. The cats of course, would stay out of sight of them during this time, but it has been a while since one has visited. Besides the occasional twoleg, things are peaceful besides the twin pond territory. Although the few trees they have provide much cover from the wind and rain, several thick bushes line the sides of their dens, in which camp is located towards the cracked wall of a cliff to the east of the territory. The main gathering area of camp is an open area, where a lone tree marks the border of one of the ponds, their fresh kill pile neatly hidden from the weather and winds by rocks, the leader’s den hidden beneath a thick bramble bush, the Elders directly along the wall. The nursery and medicine den combined placed below the roots of a young oak tree. The Warriors den is located closest to the waters, yet far enough away that if a flood were to forsake the lands, their paws would still be dry.

            Life was okay for a while, everything seemed normal as a clan life could be. The fresh kill pile was always full, the waters flowing with fish, and the lands flourished with prey life. There seemed not much danger at all. But Leaffall would soon be on it’s way, and life would be harder. Galestar and Wolfheart had been fawning over each other for a while now, and finally, one of them decided to make a move and they started a family. A single kit in which they named Reedkit was born, the healthiest a kit could be. Not long after, Ambernose announces she too was expecting kits, and had Leafkit, and Beetlekit. Then came Crowkit, and Ravenkit the same day. As the kits got older, they had grown quite curious to the world around them.

             One day, Leafkit as lively as she was tripped over a venomous snake. A loud cry filled the air if BrookClan, Ambernose, the first to hear it, and the one and only medicine cat was the first to arrive, soon followed by Wolfheart, Buzzardstep, Galestar, and Cedarflame. Reedkit, much older than the other kits had followed after the Warriors and snuck between the lines to see what was going on. Wolfheart noticed his son and scolded him for leaving the camp without permission. Ambernose before everyone had arrived had managed to bat the snake away from Leafkit and snag her from it. It then was hissing as it, though terrified of suddenly surrounded by huge creatures much bigger than itself, hissed. Galestar, thinking of as her duty as leader took on the snake. No one at the time knew how dangerous this snake was until only moments after Galestar was bit, she was heaped over  in a ball, writhing in aching pain. The poison had been so strong for Leafkit, it had knocked her out in moments after her scream. Wolfheart leapt in to save his mate, and only ended up with the same fate. Buzzardstep wasn’t a fan of kits himself, but seeing as no one was able to deal with a vermin like this, he took it on himself. He proudly defeated the snake, and waited to be basked in the praises of his clanmates. They had already moved on, Lostvoice and Cedarflame helping Ambernose and  the injured cats to the medicine den.

            Night came fast, and Ambernose soon discovered she had not the medical items to heal her clanmates. She informed Lostvoice, who stayed with in the medicine den and nursery to help with whatever he could and listened to her instructions closely. Amber instructed him that he and Cedarflame go out on the hunt for specific items in which she needed. A bright red beetle, and a sort of rare turtle. Buzzardstep had come in just a bit earlier than this conversation, weak and unable to stand himself. He had been bite through the fight, but it had not shown until now. He was resting, trying to stand up to help as well, but was refused by both of his clanmates. Ambernose refused to move and leave her clanmates behind. Earlier she had found the jellyfish in which Galestar had caught earlier that day. It was a substitute poison extract sure, but it was only one item, and she had four cats who needed her help. If the others could not find the things she needed, she would have to choose whether one cat lives, and the others die. Even the thought of the fact that her leader had nine lives crossed her mind, if she lost just one, she would still have a leader… right? But a warrior, or yet a kit, her own daughter. She couldn’t bare the thought to lose.

             She chose Leafkit.

             Wolfheart had managed to pass the poison through his system through retching up what was left of his dinner. The next morning, however, Wolfheart, the last one out of the den, discovered Buzzardstep’s departure. As Ambernose soon discovered, he had passed earlier in the night. How she had not noticed, she did not know. Because of her choice and her assumptions that he would spew the poisons like the deputy, he had died on her terms. But this wasn’t the first time a cat had died on her terms.

            Galestar, as loyal of a cat as she was to Wolfheart, a few days earlier had been charmed by the Grey tabby before his death, was now suffering. She had lost a great number of cats in her lifetime, and losing another was rough. Ambernose was a kindly cat at this time of need, and brought her presents and comforted her in anyway she could.

            Time moved on, Fogkit was born not long after Buzzardstep’s passing, strange enough as it was, he looked nothing like what Lostvoice was. Galestar didn’t care at the time, she understood why it had happened. Time kept moving on.

            Galestar had her latest litter not to long ago, with that was born Jaggedkit and Buzzardkit, named after the cat she had lost. She would never tell him that he was named after a cat that had died, but in some way, it helped her cope with her confused emotions, as far down hidden as they were now a days.

            Leaf-fall arrives, and that's when a group of rogue cats appear one evening asking to speak with the cats that lived in the hollow. They speak of how they had been watching the clan for quite some time, wondering how they managed to be so lively in times like these. They had been a traveling group of cats, looking for a place to settle down. They were friends, siblings, acquaintances. A ragtag group of cats who had met up one day similar to how BrookClan had formed. But the fact that they had mentioned watching the clan for a while seemed baffling. No one had reported ever scenting other cats on their territory. Either these cats knew how to keep their scents hidden, or stayed far enough away from the border to never get caught. Even so, the clan was far more surprised when the rogues asked if they could join them and their customs. They were all very curious to the ways of their group far more than them. The never did elaborate on that.

            Galestar, Wolfheart, and Ambernose, the leading roles of their clan had a small meeting before the fresh kill pile about what to do with these cats. Wolfheart wasn’t sure what to think, Ambernose was courteous enough to say “we could always use more cats, the more cats the more prey in the pile.”

            “But more mouths to feed.” Wolfheart would say. Galestar knew these cats had a simular path as BrookClan had before. They seemed willing and eager to learn the ways of the Warrior Code. Why not give them a try?

             A Clan meeting was hosted. Cedarflame and Lostvoice to one side, the kits behind them, and the six new cats across the clearing. There was clear tension in the air, a questioning glances looking between the cats, their leader, deputy and medicine cat, and back again. Who are these cats? What are their intentions? Who allowed them to come this far into our territory?

             The cats announced themselves to the other clanmates; Wonton, the grey and white cornish rex, seemingly the leader type figure of the group spoke first. Infact, she took the liberty of announcing her companions around her. Beside her was Zoe, a tall and powerful Savannah she-cat, Olive the young bengal she-cat, Nashira the half black, half white she-cat, Dexter the bobtail  tom, and Davander the inverted black tabby tom. All names so very foreign to the cats of the wild. Galestar asked that if they were to become cats of BrookClan, they would have to change their names to fit their customs. Oddly enough, they seemed alright with this, mostly. If any of them protested, they hadn’t bothered to speak up. Galestar explained, that if they were to join their clan, they would need to be trained in the ways of the Warrior, and with that they would first be apprentices, temporarily of course, till the clan felt they could fully trust them. They would have to learn how to hunt, they would have to learn how to fight, and they would have to learn the Warrior Code.

            Wonton became Alderpaw, apprentice of Galestar herself. Zoe became Wildpaw, apprentice Wolfheart. Olive became Sagepaw, the second apprentice of Galestar. Nashira, Badgerpaw, apprentice of Cedarflame, Dexter, Harepaw, apprentice of Lostvoice, and last but not least, Davender became Darkpaw, Wolfheart’s second apprentice. Galestar knew that this would be the first time Cedarflame and Lostvoice ever had an apprentice, but she had grown to trust them enough to grant them this responsibility. For, she knew in the very near future, more than one mentor would have more than just one apprentice.

            The next morning, a hard training session was lead by Galestar in the training beach. All cats were to be present besides Ambernose who would watch over the younger kits. The older kits were allowed to come if they so wished, to watch. The new found apprentices trained hard and long till the end of the day. Some proved to be excellent hunters on their first day out. No way was Galestar going to go easy on them. She informed them that everyday they would practice like this until their mentor felt they were ready to become warriors. But it wouldn’t only be hunting, hunting was only the first part of the training, there was plenty more to come. The very next day, she and the other warriors woke the apprentices up and sent them all out hunting and patrolling the borders just like any other warrior would. They have done so every day since then.

            Leafbare grew harsh and cold. One night, Darkpaw came down with a hefty cough. When Ambernose took a look at him, she almost immediately recognized it as White cough, and pretty late stages of it as well. She had been focused so much on taking care of her own and the other kits, that she hadn’t searched for any remaining herbs. White cough was a serious, fast spreading cough that if not addressed and cured right away, it could develop into green cough, and eventually the deadly black cough. If it reached any of the kits, surely she would lose some of her clan members. She spoke with Galestar who had been lounging in one of the low shrub trees, and informed her that she needed to head out to find some herbs. Darkpaw had come down with white cough, and she had not the supplies to cure him any time soon. No one is to go near him at all, and is to remain in the medicine den until she returned. Wolfheart overheard this and told her to bring a clanmate and a couple of the apprentices with her, it would be a great learning experience with them. They discussed who should come, and devised that Cedarflame, Sagepaw, and Harepaw would travel into the outland territories in search for mint or sweet grass and fast.

            It took all night, and by the time they got home, the sun was rising over the horizon, and they had just enough supplies to cure Darkpaw, Alderpaw and Leafkit who had developed green cough. They were instructed to stay in the medicine den and rest for the next couple of days until they were well enough, no hunting, no training, just plenty of rest. Ambernose was tired, but during that time she discovered Sagepaw’s curiosity about her ranking. Sagepaw had a lot more questions then Ambernose could ever imagine, but happily answered them to the best of her ability.

            It will be Leafbare soon enough, and already BrookCLan had three cases of Green Cough, normally White Cough and Green cough develop in Leafbare, but with these territories no one had been in ever before, who knows what lies ahead of them. Soon enough, the first two litters of kittens will be old enough to become apprentices.