Hunting in the field (open to others)

[Frostpaw]

Maplestorm walked through the golden grass looking for something that she could catch and bring back to the clan. She was in another foul mood that was caused by her brother Foxpelt, and once again she had to leave so that she could calm down. 'Does he even realize that his constant nagging bothers me?!' She thought angrily, walking past the scent of a rabbit without even noticing it. Her silver fur shone in the sunlight, it was as neat and clean as it ever was, although a scar on her shoulder parted the fur there.

[Hatchey]

Shimmerpaw bounded across the golden feilds, her black fur and ears laid back by the wind. she loved to run in the silver wind in golden daylight. If made her feel free. She never understood the forest cats, how could they stay cooped up in all thoes trees? She would never know.

[Frostpaw]

Maplestorm continued on her anger-driven hunt as she continued brooding about Foxpelt's questions about their parents, not noticing the black apprentice running towards her. "I swear, he needs to get over his curiosity about mom and da-" She never got to finish her sentence as she tripped over a rabbit hole that she didn't notice, her ankle stinging from the sprain. "More bad luck?" She muttered furiously as she stood up and limped away from the hole.

[Hatchey]

Shimmerpaw stoped and bounder up to maplestorm. are you ok? she asked. She could sence the cats anger, it seened to be directed at a sibling. She knew what it was like to be angry at a sibling. Her sister, Hazelpaw, has outright disobyed their mother and fallen in love with a cat outside the windclan. Shimmerpaw had vowed to her mother after the hazelpaw incedent, that she would find a mate INSIDE the windclan. but it was hard being almosted 13 moons old.

[Frostpaw]

"Yeah, I fine." She said as she limped away from the hole. She felt like she knew this cat from somewhere, maybe from the nursery since she spent all her time there. She looked young and couldn't be any older than fourteen moons old, so she relaxed. "What are you doing here?" She asked in a kind manner, her anger quickly disappearing as she looked at the young cat.

[Hatchey]

I was just running with the wind, as i think a windclan cat should. Starclan gaves the moor for a reason, they called us Windclan for a reason. I think we should all live up to that reason. And any cat who isn't loyal to Starclan and Rosestar should leave. Like my sister for example she said calmly, sitting down like the well- mannered cat Hatchetfang raised her to be.

[Frostpaw]

She looked curiously at the cat, having heard about an affair between a Windclan cat and one from a different clan but she dismissed it as gossip that the queens said when they were bored. "Well now, what did your sister do that was so bad?" She asked unsure of if it was her sister that was said to have had the affair. She could tell immediately that this cat was extremely loyal to Rosestar and she wondered if she had heard the stories about her brother Foxpelt arguing with her. "Whats your name?" Maplepelt asked suddenly as she watched the apprentice.

[Hatchey]

Shimmerpaw. And my un greatful sister is in major love with a cat from another clan. Softheart of the Thunderclan. she said calmly, but tail twitching. Suddenly her ears pricked up, and her fur stood up. A rouge was approching. She stood, growling in the direction of the older tom.

Nocturne raced forward, slamming into Shimmerpaw.

Blood flew everywhere, claws clashing, teeth meeting bone, fur being ripped. Shimmerpaw was up against a well- trained 30 moon rouge, it all looked so hopless. But shimmerpaw had on advantage, her small size.

[Frostpaw]

Maplepelt swore loudly before she dragged herself into the fight as well. She ignored the searing pain in her leg as she tried helping Shimmerpaw, knowing that she was only good at this point as a distraction and she wished that her brother Foxpelt was here to help her and the apprentice. She knew that he could help them out, he was better than her at fighting. Her anger began to grow as she tried to help, but couldn't.

[Hatchey]

Nocture knocked shimmerpaw back and lunged at Maplepelt, only to be broad-side by shimmerpaw. Nocturne had had enough, he struck, hitting shimmerpaw in the head, knocking her out cold. As he was approching for the kill strike, he heard a noise. He swore loudly as he reconized the loner's sent, Ebony. He started to run, but was knocked to the ground by a small black calico cat. The cat was no more than 9 moons old and, suprisingly, was blind and deaf. But he had the 30 moon old rouge pinned down . The rouge struggled but amazingly couln't get up. Ebony looked, unseeingly at Maplepelt and gave her a singnal to check on Shimmerpaw.

[Frostpaw]

Moments after the young and obviously talented cat showed up Maplestorm recognized another cats approach, her own brother Foxpelt. She growled and glared at the kitten, knowing that she could have easily out-witted the rogue and taken care of herself and Shimmerpaw if it wasn't for her leg. "What are you doing butting in on someone elses fight?!" She snarled and at that moment Foxpelt entered the battleground with a look of shock as he saw the kit holding down the full-grown rogue.

"Whats going on-" He stopped as he saw his sister and the apprentice, one knocked out and the other struggling to walk.

[Hatchey]

Ebony growled something into Nocturne's ear, stepped back, and nocturne fled. Ebony turned. His clouded blue eyes staring sightlessly ahead. He said nothing, he didn't hear what they said because he was deaf, but also he didn't catch the sound waves or else he would have responded. He walk up to Shimmerpaw and helped her up, and sat there till she finally came to.

[Frostpaw]

Maplepelt glared at the blind kit, not caring that it couldn't see her doing it as Foxpelt watched his sister and muttered, "Watch it sis... don't do anything that could get you into trouble..."

Maplestorm glared bloody murder at her brother and hissed, "Shut up for once! I have to deal with you nagging about 'mother this' and 'father that' all the time! That is why I came out here in the first place!" The arguement seemed that it would never end before suddenly Maplestorm began yelling at the kit without knowing it. "You are so tiny yet you could get that rogue to leave?! What did you tell him? Who are you?!" She was in one of her violent rages because she had to be rescued and the apprentice Shimmerpaw almost died.

"Sis you need to calm down!" Foxpelt said and that started their arguement all over again.

[Hatchey]

The calico turned after shimmerpaw was able to stand, and jumped between the to arguing cats, {if i may} clawing their faces to silence them. My name is Ebony. I'm Shimmerpaw's nephew. Son of Jet and dixie. i told Nocturne that if he happened to set on hair on Windclan territory again, that i would kill him if the windclanner's didn't first. He is such a weak and patheitic fool. Pay no mind to him.

[Frostpaw]

Foxpelt became quiet after being scratched but Maplestorm had to restrain herself with every ounce of willpower she had. "You are Ebony eh? Nice to meet you..." She snarled without hitting him back and she looked at Shimmerpaw, her eyes holding the question, 'Is this true?'

Foxpelt growled at he noticed his sister glaring once again at Ebony and she smacked him in the face, claws sheathed. "So you know the rogue?" He asked after glaring at his sister. "You must excuse my sister though, she doesn't like losing a fight..." He muttered in slight annoyance that he once again had to apologize for his sister.