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clans of england

LEAFBARE 2014

shadowclan

littlestar (mia)

smallclaw

n/a

total: 12

thunderclan

blizzardstar

paleflower

doe-eyes

total: 15

riverclan

milkstar

n/a

ravenpaw

total: 13

windclan

emberfang

n/a

briarheart

total: 14

skyclan

whitestar

ryecloud

mothdust

total: 10

DISCOURAGED: none

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Crowfood [Open] Dec 1, 2013 13:57:53 GMT -8

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SWANFEATHER.

four hundred and twenty two WORDS - tawnystripe - Hope it's okay

Things were bad for their Clan, Swanfeather knew and understood this. Did she care? Well, of course she did, but she probably cared less than she should. ShadowClan was having trouble feeding themselves, sure, and many of them, herself included, were skinnier than they should, but still. They could expect life to always be easy. Being part of the Clans weren't always fun. Sometimes they needed to eat food that was below their dignity to consume. The pure white she-cat sighed, thinking about how the lack of food caused her ribs to be slightly more prominent than they should be. She sighed. Most felines would be worried about the others in the Clan, but she couldn't care less. all she cared about was her own figure. she liked it when toms showed interest in her, she even made it a habit of leaving their territory to look for guys to see if any were interested in her. Burt, she was a part of this Clan and she would still hunt for them. She just didn't need to like it or do it every single minute of every single day.

Everyone needs a little time to themselves, after all, she thought. Her gaze flickered to the thunderpath that she walked beside, thinking about how easy it would be to just cross the rough black surface and scurry through the forest, looking for something fun. She could use some entertainment at the moment....

At the exact moment she was about to go through her with temptations, a scent drifted to her downwind along the Thunderpath. She was surprised she could scent anything past the stench that the Thunderpath gave off, but alas, ahead of her was another figure walking along the path, perhaps looking for something that might have been left by the devastating Monsters? The she-cat shivered from repulsion at the thought. That prey always left a horrid taste in her mouth. She'd rather steal from ThunderClan than eat that muck. then again, she was one of those felines that didn't care about StarClan rules. If they couldn't feed themselves in their territory, why shouldn't that take from another? They deserved to eat just as much as those plump ThunderClan fools.

Sighing and ridding her mind of those thoughts, she picked up a little speed to catch up to the warrior ahead of her who she recognized by scent, and eventually sight, as Tawnystripe. "Tawnystripe!" she called out. "How are you today?" she added when she got to a more reasonable speaking distance.

(C) ELLIE @ GANGNAM STYLE

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Crowfood [Open] Dec 9, 2013 20:42:42 GMT -8

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[/i][/s] The warrioress stood from her crouch and looked behind her. The other warrior just barely blended into the snow and ash, but Tawnystripe knew it was Swanfeather trotting up towards her. She stopped, waiting for the other warrior to catch up. Was she needed back at camp? Had someone sent Swanfeather to find her? But no. As soon as Swanfeather was within hearing range, she asked, ~~"How are you today?"~~

Tawnystripe raised a furry eyebrow questioningly and meowed as dry as she could, "Same as every day. Cold, hungry, and irritated by being cold and hungry." she rolled her eyes as if it were an obvious answer, and it kind of was. "Did you want something Swanfeather? If not, then I'm sure one of your little tom-toys is waiting for you. Somewhere far away from me." She turned her back on the other warrior and paced away, tail swishing through the air back and forth.

Tawnystripe was one of those cats that thought you should only mate for love. It's part of the reason she knew she'd never have a mate or kits of her own. She might have been pretty, but her personality wasn't exactly the motherly type. The way Swanfeather played the toms and never even tried to hide it disgusted her. She didn't have any self-respect, the way she practically threw herself at an even remotely attractive male cat, no matter if they were ShadowClan or not.
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