Warrior Cats: The Four Clans

Florestadream · RiverClan Warrior

RE: Separate Ways .:A Warriors RP:. ~Open but Started~

Jaggedpine · ThunderClan Deputy

Cliffheart nodded to Hornetstar. "Of course," he said dutifully. He looked over at Thunderstep. "We'll see who you really are." With a skeptical flick of his tail, the chocolate tom padded to the front of the group to gather his patrol. Never before had he felt so needed in the clan. He'd always been a dreamer, a loner, and just a weirdo who hardly ever talked to anyone unless he needed to or wanted to. Now, he was at the head of the patrol that would change LionClan's future with a fire in his heart and a plan that he himself had brought up to the clan leader. The tom felt strength in his paws. He was so determined to please his clan. "My patrol, gather now," he ordered, relishing the moment.

Ebonycloud · WindClan Deputy

Nightfang sent an unsure glance to Bearfur. She was convinced that this was a suicide mission. Why would Tigerclan believe that they were ready to join them? Especially right after Thunderstep has entered their camp. Wouldn't they think its suspicious? So many cats just ready to join them? She didn't like all these thoughts. She drew closer to Bearfur, practically trembling with nervousness. "I don't like this," she whispered to him. Her eyes fell upon Cliffheart, she sure hoped this tom knew what he was doing.

Thunderstep was let out of his cage and padded tentatively to the patrol. He took his place beside the chocolate brown tom leading the patrol. "Hello," she meowed, "We haven't been properly introduced. I'm Thunderstep." He felt very unsure about this, what was Tigerclan going to do to him when he got back?

Jaggedpine · ThunderClan Deputy

Cliffheart nodded in welcome to Nightfang and Bearfur, then turned to the TigerClan warrior. "My name is Cliffheart." The tom tried to think of something else to say, but nothing else seemed right at the moment. He just nodded again to the cat before turning back to the rest of his clan to wait for the rest of his patrol.

Ooc: Sorry, short...not much to say at the moment

Ivoryclaw · ShadowClan Warrior

OOC: Ebbs what are you talking about? I did reply to Thunderstep. Didn't you see it?

Darkwhisker padded over to the gathering patrol. She looked up to Thunderstep and dipped her head in greeting. "Hello again Thunderstep." She mewed politely. She then looked over to the rest of her group and sighed slightly. She felt as if something were going to happen to all of them. She flicked her tail in frustration of what could possibly be annoying her with this thouight. The thought of loosing my friends? Those words ran through her head like mist in a boneyard. They lingered, yet could not be seen.

Florestadream · RiverClan Warrior

"Calm down, Nightfang. We make a good team, remember?" Bearfur said to the nervous Nightfang. Nudging her with his shoulder reassuringly, he smiled down to her. "The first step is to trust. Find someone to trust." He nodded carefully and looked to Cliffheart, eyes somber. Smiling quietly to show him he would give his life to make sure this plan would work, he said to the tom, "I put my faith in you, Cliffheart, and I will give my life for this cause." Looking around to his clanmates, he felt his resolve solid. Then looking to Thunderstep, he nodded. "As I said before, my name is Bearfur. If you need someone to talk to, I'm here. I may be big, but I'm a softie at heart. Right, Nightfang?" chuckled Bearfur. He attempted to lighten the mood. Despite the fact Thunderstep was a large tom, he was still slightly bigger.

Ebonycloud · WindClan Deputy

Thunderstep felt a warm smile spread over his face, "Very well then Bearfur. Its a pleasure to meet you and my new clan mates." He dipped his head at Nightfang but only got suspicious eyes in return. He lifted a brow and turned back to Bearfur, "She always like this?"

Nightfang lashed her tail side to side and glared at Thunderstep, "No I am not always like this! I just so happen to be a rather loyal warrior that doesn't take kindly to strangers." She looked sideways at Bearfur, sure she was to be scolded with his eyes, if not aloud. She sighed and muttered softly, "I just hope we know what we are doing." Now that all the cats were assembled, they moved out through the thorn tunnel and out in to the forest. With a group this size, they should be at the other camp by there next morning, with full bellies and ready claws.

Florestadream · RiverClan Warrior

Falling into step beside Thunderstep, Bearfur chuckled. "Don't mind Nightfang. She really is a very kind cat. But her sense of loyalty is stronger than most." Looking over his shoulder to the aforementioned she-cat, he motioned for her to walk beside him, despite her acute disliking for Thunderstep. "Despite the fact that I'm an air-headed, lumbering mouse-brain and she's a loyal, responsible warrior, I consider us pretty good friends," laughed Bearfur, playfully nudging Nightfur. Aiming his attentiom back to Thunderstep, he lowered his voice and said, "The fear I saw in you from the mention of TigerClan is not something that can be faked. I am giving you the benefit of the doubt, Thunderstep." Straightening up, he chuckled and looked back at Nightfang. "So anyways, oh loyal warrior," mocked Bearfur, rolling his eyes, "are you excited? Wait, that isn't right... more like, are you ready?" Despite his jovial tone, he was serious. Then looking at all the cats, he voiced loudly, "Are we all ready?" Because going into battle without a strong resolve is like condemning yourself to death, he finished in his head.

Woodfall · ThunderClan Warrior

Fine then. I'll go. Wolfheart turned around and whisked away. Soon she was by old ShadowClan territory. On the way she thought about how she could get TigerClan too listen to her. Maybe she could hypnotize them with her stories.

Ooc: Sorry its short.

Ivoryclaw · ShadowClan Warrior

Darkwhisker followed beside them. Her mind though was elsewhere. How could she make a fake prophecy? Saying she could make one was one thing, but to actually do it was another. She had at least some time while they traveled to conjur one in her mind. Darkwhisker sighed and looked over to her patrol members. They were all able to at least fend for their lives if they were chased out of the enemy camp half damaged. How well could she preform? She was no warrior. The only pride she ever had was being a medicine cat. As useful as it was, it was not that much when fighting an enemy head on.