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Hollyfire nods to Mosspaw"That will be alright, as long as you are back by dusk... I want to give you a few tips for the night time battle training." She shakes Willowwater off of her and pads to Maplestars den, hesatating slightly before going in.

((...Heh heh, yeah, that probably wasn't Mosspaw's best choice of wording. xD )) 

Mosspaw nodded silently, feeling a slight twinged. So now it was okay to divert her attention away from that rogue? Shaking the unfair thoughts from her head, she turned aorund and made her way over to Hailstorm. "She says it's alright," she mewed to him, ready to get away from camp for a little bit....

(Hey, Daisy, do you mind if Softstep and Grasswhisker are good friends? If you would rather not, then I'll just delete his post later  Ah, I love RPing Springpaw. I love how much personality she has.)

Grasswhisker stalked into camp, anger evident in his tense posture. Oblivious to the scene that occured right before he came in, he padded stiffly over to Softstep. The usually sweet tom plopped down next to the orange she-cat, green eyes boiling. Suddenly the anger left him and he sighed, laying his head on his paws. "Softstep," he mewed mournfully, "I don't think I'm cut out to be a mentor..."

Maplestar watched Hollyfire quietly for a moment, a tired look filling his eyes. "Hollyfire," he asked wearily, "You understand why I had to do that, right? The Rogues are growing larger, and no one outside of our Clan can be trusted." Staring off into space, he continued, "I was considering making you deputy, Hollyfire."

Springpaw pranced into camp, head held high in an attempt to keep the large rabbit from draggining. Dropping her prey into the pile, she glanced around camp and narrowed her eyes in devilish excitement. "Hey Mosspaw!" she called brightly, "You go, girl!" She grinned saucily and turned her attention on her best friend. On her way over to Firepaw, she accidently bumped into Runningpaw, and backed up with a disgusted hiss. "Ew, it's Fleapaw." She snarled acidly, keeping her voice low, "Better not get me infected, Fleapaw." With a last condescending glare, she dashed into Firepaw, bowling him over like before. "Hey, Firepaw!" she purred, "Hey, Riverpaw."

Mosspaw looked over as Springpaw called her name, and then her fur fluffed up in angry embarrassment. 'Shut up, Springpaw!' she thought vehemently. It was embarrassing and it made her fur prickle that she kept making her friendship seem more than, well, friendship. But she couldn't really reply without looking like she was getting defensive. 

Runningpaw's pale eyes flashed in surprise when Springpaw bumped into him. He turned around when she snarled her insults. He set his jaw and his eyes burned with anger at her harsh words. "I do not have fleas!" he mewed, but even he knew it wasn't a well thought out surprise. He glared after her, but once she'd left, he deflated. He scuffed his paw on the ground as he muttured, "Stupid, Springpaw. Thinks she's so perfect..." He let his gaze travel up to the sky and he spotted a cloud... He wondered what it'd be like to be a cloud...they seemed so bright, fluffy, and just happy things...

Hailstorm glanced at the other apprentices. "Springpaw, since you and your friends have nothing better to do, i'm going to give you something. When i get back i want you to tell me how you would properly dress a wound. you can ask around if you like." he flicked his tail. "Tanglefoot! (is that the right name, Thorn?) Mosspaw will be joining us to check on the herbs. Are you ready?"

Sparkpaw flicked his ears, contemplating wether to get another piece of prey or not. He decided to wait for now and headed over to the other apprentices. "What's up guys?" he asked. (i guess he'll just ignore the apprentices who are being bullied... i made him to be a little to nice to be mean.)

Hallowpaw makes her way into camp and looks up at Wheatley.Her eyes widen and for a moment her mind switches to a memory of a tall animal looming over her. She imeditly backs away from Wheatley and runs past Grasswhisker, running straight into Runningpaw in her terrifyed daze. 

Hollyfire nods slowly "I understand, Maplestar...I was acting like a kit and I take full responcibility for it. as much as I love Wheatley if its for the good of the clan then I'll just have to acept it.... but I think there is a better cat for the title of deputy."  She sits down and curls her tail around her paws "Sureley one of the elder warriors would be a better choice then me."

Firepaw sighs and looks up at Springpaw "Hi" He pushes her off and looks at her, licking her ear softly "Why are you so hyper today?" 

Tanglefoot smiles and hops over to Hailstorm "Of course," he smiles brightly "Three cats are better then two."

(Yeah, that should work, Dandy ^.^)

Springpaw shot Hailstorm a look when his back was turned, then rolled her eyes. Mosspaw has no taste. Turning to face Flashpaw she opened her mouth, contemplating whether or not to blab about Mosspaw and Hailstorm, but decided against it. That maiden-in-love would kill her. "Apparently learning about stupid herb stuff," she grumbled, making a big show of her displeasure with her drooping tail and pinned back ears. Glancing at Firepaw, the tiny tabby apprentice's mood changed immediatly as she puffed out her chest proudly. "Wellll, you should see my rabbit I caught! Plus, I swear I scented..." her already large silver eyes grew wider for effect, "A badger!"

Maplestar regarded Hollyfire with solemn eyes, his plumy tail twitching once. "I don't know about that, Hollyfire," he mewed, a thoughtful light entering his amber eyes. "Why do you think you are not qualified for the job?"

Firepaw grins "Thats great! All i caught from that mouse-brained stream was a water vole...." He looks away in embarisment, not daring to say he fell in.

Hollyfire sighs "Well I think Im a bit too unaprochable, even my own apprentance gets nervous around me." She closes her eyes and frowns "I think that a deputy should be able to put the clan at ease, calm them and love them like a queen loves their kit. A deputy should be able to make tough decisions with the leader and run the camp eficiently....and that they should always follow warrior code." Hollyfire meets Maplestars gaze "Besides, if Im made deputy now the others will think Im being rewarded instead of punished for breaking code."

Mosspaw couldn't help but feel a flash of triumph as Hailstorm gave Springpaw a task that she was sure to dislike. Giving a nod to Tanglefoot as he approached, her tail flicked. She couldn't help hold back a tiny smile as she looked up at Hailstorm, ready whenever he was.

Runningpaw watched the clouds drifting along, his face slowly growing content as he let Springpaw's bad attitude drift away. Then, something slammed into him, knocking him into the dirt. He let out a muffled grunt as his shoulder smashed hard into the ground, aching a little. Anger flashed in his pale green eyes. "Can't you leave me be for just a few moments, Sp--" he snarled before he realized he was looking up into the face of Hallowpaw. His mouth closed and he watched her, waiting for the inevitable growl for him 'being in the way.' That was a common one..

Hallowpaw lets out a squeek of suprize and backs away from Runningpaw. She looks dazed and her fur is puffed out "S-sorry Runningpaw for r-running into you...." She studers more then she usully does as she sways slighly on her paws. She looks at him as though shes looking at someone slse and she tears up as she remembers the face of a dying cat with a similer color pelt to Runninpaws. "S-sorry..." She   goes to take a step twords the apprentice's den but colapses.

Sparkpaw puffed up his chest in a pompus way. "Well I managed to catch a mouse and a bird and a rabbit." he meowed, over stuffing his voice with tons of self-iportance. He wanted to make them laugh, he loved hearing people laugh. It was a wonderful sound and it was very contagious.

Hailstorm smiled at both cats and trotted out of camp, meowing "Let's go" as he went. (To the stream!)

(Im warning everyone that Firepaw doesnt know when to shut up and if he makes fun of a cat he dosent mean to be hurtful)

Firepaw lets out a small laugh "Trying to beat us huh? Just cause I'm more lopsided then Tangelfoot.... I'll just have to stick to mice, all I need to do is sit on them untill they surender!"

Tangelfoot sighs as he hears Firepaw but follows Hailstorm.

Maplestar contemplated Hollyfire's words, deep in thought. "Well, then, we shall see," he mewed quietly, then turned in his den. "You are dismissed."

Grasswhisker remained quiet for a second, lost in his thought with his emerald eyes closed, then spoke. "It's just that Hallowpaw is so.. so difficult. I don't know, she's just like all the rest of you crazy she-cats." The tabby warrior opened on eye and playfully nudged his friend with his tail. "She went off about how she's never good enough, then got angry when I tried to comfort her!" He opened his other eye and glared at the ground, restlessly uprooting a clot of grass with his outstretched claws. "She got this attitude so I got angry and she ran back. What in the name of StarClan is happening here???" The cat raised his head to meet Softstep's eyes, desperation evident in the green depths.

Springpaw snorted at Sparkpaw's comment, reaching over to shove his with her tiny paw. Bowing her head dramatically, she cleared her throat and said in her most humble and awed voice, "O, Sparkstar, Master of Hunting, I bow before your hunting prowess. Many mice have fled at just the thought of your name." Head still bowed, she peered up to grin impishly at Firepaw and muttered only just loud enough to be heard, "Firepaw, they won't be able to surrender if you're sitting on them. They'll be too busy suffocating." Catching sight of the collapsed Hallowpaw, the tabby apprentice gasped and shot her head up. "Look what Runningpaw did to Hallowpaw, the poor cat!"

Hollyfire nods and backs out of Maplestars den, makeing her way across camp. Out of the corner of her eye she notices Hallowpaw and Runningpaw, going over to them "Hallowpaw? Runningpaw what happened?" She glances between the two of them worriedly

Firepaw looks over at the other two apprentices "I wonder what happened.... though Hallopaw was acting kinda funny this morning..."

Sparkpaw grinned and dropped the act. A flash of worry crossed his face when he noticed Hollowpaw down. It quickly vanished when he noticed that a warrior was taking care of it. "So what was it Hailstorm wanted us to do? Might as well get it done, since Hailstorm is, you know, the All-Mighty Medicine Cat and he could, i don't know, poison us in our sleep or make the StarClan cats haunt us or something. Does Hailstorm do anything but herbs and stuff? I mean, he collects herbs and talks to StarClan and patches up wounds and whatnot... doesn't that seam kinda easy? I mean, we warrior-types defend the clan and fight and hunt and do all that awesome stuff while hailstorm picks flowers. That almost doesn't seem fair." he complained in a joking manner. Though he did think Hailstorm had an easier job then they did.

Runningpaw stared as she apologized, and then in shock as she suddenly collapsed. Her first tought was it was a ruse, and she was trying to trick him somehow into making a fool of himself. Immediately, though, he was washed with guilt for even thinking. Darting over, he heard Springpaw's stupid, annoying voice ring out. "I did n--" he began to protest when Hollyfire suddenly appeared. "I-I don't know!! I swear!!" he stammered. Guilt still shimmered in his eyes from his selfish thoughts from before as he looked at Hallowpaw. 

Leafblaze bound over after Hollyfire, looking at Hallowpaw. She cursed silently. "Hailstorm has just left, too... " she looked around to the others. "Does anyone know where Hailstorm was heading?" she called to those near her before looking at Hallowpaw, and then at Runningpaw. She noticed the guilt shimmering in the apprentice's pale green eyes and she had a brief flash of suspicion, but she kept that to herself.

Grasswhisker's eyes widened and his head shot up in alarm. "Me?' he all but squeaked, "I'm sorry, but I'm not cut out for that." Grasswhisker sighed and stared at the uprooted ground, then shook himself. "Well, enough about all this. So what happened while I was gone?"

(You are such a hater of my dear, loveable Springpaw....)

Springpaw's attention quickly changed subjects as she forgot about Hallowpaw and she grinned at Sparkpaw. "I know, right?! Ha, he probably would send StarClan at us. Ugh, imagine Snakehiss back to haunt us!" The pretty she-cat shuddered at the thought of the mean old tom coming back to the Clan. "I think we are supposed to learn how to heal or something.. Maybe he wants us to pick flowers too?" Although she seemed thoroughly absorbed in the conversation, the tabby kept shooting furtive glances towards her usual victim, grimly satisfied at the obviously guilty position he held.