Oakenclan
Smokeclaw bounds off through the forest, keeping to the shadows. The last thing she wants is to run into a fox or any other possible threat. She eventually reaches the two-leg place and begins to scout out the area. There is a two leg den, and a metal box on circles in front of it. A bigger, red den is behind the first one. She doesn't see any signs of the two-legs at the moment, but she keeps on the look out.

Tidepool nods. She hopes that Snowfur is strong enough. She sits on her haunches, watching Snowfur.

Cloverclan
"Me too..." Smokepaw says. "I've never seen the clan so desperate..." he adds. He knows they need to catch as much prey as they could if they want to see the clan healthy again.

Marshclan

Pinefur slows his pace a bit to make sure Mosspaw can keep up. He acts gruff and uncaring, but he knows he would do anything to protect Mosspaw. "If you continue to train hard. You didn't complain when Whisperwhisker told you to pick herbs. That's good," Pinefur said. He didn't praise Mosspaw unless he really deserved it, like now.

Oakenclan

Cloudedstar limps back to his den, thinking of his clan.

Snowfur quickly tires, panting heavily as the first kit is born. She slowly closes her eyes urging herself to find the strength to have the other kit.

Foxheart sniffs around looking for any herbs she could use. She soon finds daisy leaves from a new grown daisy. "Tidepool will be so pleased!" She purrs as she picks the flowers.

Cloverclan

"It will be strong again soon, as long as we keep hunting." Tribalpaw says. "We need more warriors, my mentor died along with my litter mates meaning that I can't train..."

Marshclan

Mosspaw purrs at this. "I know she needs as much help as any of the other cats. Without her I would have died of that spider bite when I was a kit."


Cloudpaw watched the she cat closely. "Your not from around here are you?" The kit asks hopping from her perch on the fence. "I don't think I saw your two legs bring you in, are you a stray like me?"

Oakenclan

Smokeclaw tenses, before she realizes that this cat is only a kit. "No to both questions. I'm from the forest near here," she replied, wanting to slowly ask the question, rather than ask the life-hanging question immediately.

Tidepool hurried over to the newborn kit and began to lick it. She nudged the kit to her own side to give Snowfur room.

Cloverclan
"Maybe we could train together for the time being," Stormpaw offered. That way they could at least practice. He sniffed the ground again, but there was no scent.

Marshclan
Pinefur nodded. "She's saved many lives," he replied. He found some yarrow and gestured to it. "What plant is that?" he asked Mosspaw, quizzing his apprentice.

Oakenclan

Snowfur purrs weakly as she births the deacons and last kit. She looks to her one kit, the one that made it, and takes it from the medicine cat. "His name shall be Creamkit...he shall be the best warrior this clan as ever known..." She meows weakly, saddened she only had one kit live.

Cloudpaw purrs. "I've always wondered what the forest was like, living in it and hunting." The kit looks to the she cat again. "Tell me what is it like in the forest?"

Cloverclan

Tribal paw thinks of this for a moment. "I guess it would be ok, as long as we don't hurt each other." He meows again sniffing to make sure there was no prey around. "Then we need to hunt more."

Dullstar makes her way weakly to the center of the camp, watching the other cats as they worked. Her tail flicked unhappily at the sight of so few of cats.

Marshclan

Mosspaw sniffs the plant. "Is it yarrow sir?" He asks wanting to be sure he was right. If anythingn was to happen to Whisperwhisker then he would have to know what herbs did what to help save the clan.

Riverstar was making his rounds around the boarder of his territory, making sure no cat from the other clans had come through.

Oakenclan
Tidepool nodds. "I'm sure he will," she says kindly. While she had been watching the kit, she had checked it over to make sure he was healthy.

"Well, you go hunting a lot, and you have to gather herbs. And you live in a big den with a bunch of other cats called a clan. You help each other out and patrol the borders. It can be hard, but fun too," Smokeclaw says, not wanting to sugarcoat it.

Cloverclan
"Maybe we should hunt first, and train later," Stormpaw suggests. He knows they need food badly at the moment. He flicks his tail in annoyance in the lack of prey.

Marshclan
"Yes. Go ahead and pick it," Pinefur says, knowing that the kit already knows to be careful so you don't accidentally swallow any. He sniffs the ground around it, looking for a sign of any other herbs.

Oakenclan

Snowfur purrs as she snuggles her new kit, sleeping lightly. "Thank you." She meows before dozing off

Cloudfur thinks for a moment. "What does it take to get into this so called clan?" She ask not wanting to seem like she wanted to join.

Cloverclan

Tribalpaw nods. "Good call, we have to feed the clan first. Should we hunt in the field or near the forest."

Marshclan

Mosspaw picks the herb gently. "Now what Pinefur?" The kit asks wanting to help out more

Oakenclan
Tidepool stood silently for a moment before speaking. "Do you need anything?" she asked quietly, so she wouldn't disturb the she cat or her kit.

"You must pledge your loyalty to your clan. You must hunt for the clan, protect it, or help heal the cats," Smokeclaw said, trying to sum up clan life and the way you get in the clan.

Cloverclan
"I've already searched the field, like, four times over," Stormpaw said, glancing around the field which was a devoid of movement, besides the wind through the grass.

Marshclan
"We'll look for a bit more, and then take that back," Pinefur told the kit. He moved forward, sniffing the air, and scanning the ground for sprigs of herbs.

Oakenclan

Snowfur shakes her head, being to tired to speak. Creamkit cuddles his mother squeaking since he was unable to hear.

Cloudpelt think for a moment. "Can you show me your clan? I've never seen one before."

Cloverclan

"Then we shall cheak the Forrest line, just so long as we stay on our side of the line." Tribalpaw saws as he bounds towards the forest.


Marshclan

Mosspaw nods, holding the herb gentaly as to not hurt it. "Then we hunt?"

Oakenclan
Tidepool decides not to take away the body of the other kit yet. She wants to allow Snowfur to choose where to bury it. Instead, she sits down close enough to Snowfur to help if needed, but far enough away to give the kit and his mother privacy.

"Yes, I can, if you'll follow me. You must promise not to tell anyone the location though," Stormclaw meows, the last part a warning.

Cloverclan
"The last thing we need now is a feud between the clans," Stormpaw agreed, matching Tribalpaw's pace.

Marshclan.
Pinefur nods. He found some chamomile, and plucked it gently. "C'mon," he said around a mouthful of chamomile. He heads towards the west end of the territory to find more herbs.

Oakenclan

Cloudpaw purrs. "Oh boy! I can't wait to see it!" She falls in step with the she cat.

Cloverclan

Tribalpaw nods. "Let's go then."

Marshclan

"You think the clan will make it much longer?" Mosspaw asks