|| she hit the FLOOR; NEXT thing you know...

[---> LIZZEH]

M Y S T I Q U E ;;

she hit the floor,
next thing you know,
shawty got low.

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I N C H A R A C T E R.|| Why exactly was she here? Leaning against her father, Mystique helped Lightningstorm into SerenityClan's camp. Of course, she knew what would possibly happen once his Clan realized she was here, for the umpteenth time. Her tail flicked slowly behind her ragged form, green-gray eyes looking around. It had the feeling of sadness flickering through it, the camp did, and this caused the rogue to become quite uneasy. "Are you sure you want me here, Dad," she whispered to the warrior, her voice holding her uncertainty of the situation. Paws gripped the frozen ground, as she stopped a few yards into the camp, her ears flicked back. Still standing, she waited, to see who exactly would appear first to greet the pair.

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F L A R E W I N D ;;

another cigarette,
and i'm so bored,
your words aren't making s e n s e!

I N C H A R A C T E R.|| His ears flicked forward, the smell of a familiar cat coming to his senses as he lay outside of the nursery. He had been checking in on the kits and Musicdrift, and now was just taking a breather. Flicking his tail, he pushed himself to his paws, noticing it was Lightningstorm and Mystique. A confused look crossed the deputy's face, as he sat there, golden-green eyes just watching. Of course, he wasn't going to just approach them right now. He was waiting to see what drama would unfold from the rogue appearing within the camp.

[Spice..xx]

_Clearstar[/size][/font]

As a scent she recognised but didn't know entered her nostrils Clearstar got up from her nest. She padded outside, casting her gaze over the gathering cats, before resting her eyes on the form of Lightningstorm, leaning on Mystique. She looked warily at the rogue for a moment, before starting to approach them, flicking her tail to indicate to Flarewind that she would like him to follow. She halted in front of Mystique and Lightningstorm, looking at them both with questioning eyes. "Whats going on here?" she asked slowly, her stance tense.

Brindletalon && Fablepaw

The large tom stepped out of the warriors den, eyes curious. What was going on? As he spotted Mystique a snarl rose up in his throat. Her again?! "What's she doing here?" he growled, before noticing the smaller form of his daughter beside him. Fablepaw rolled her eyes at her father, stepping forwards slightly. "I'm sure there's a very reasonable explanation" she murmered quietly, rounded eyes watching the cats. Brindletalon smirked at his daughter's attitude, so different to his own, before turning his gaze back to the small group of cats by the entrance of the clearing.

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[Dansen[Mouse]]

/|Lightningstorm|\

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The old tom leaned against his daughter as the two came through the camp tunnel. His broken hind leg and dropping tail were now dragging across the ground. He could already feel the coldness in his body from being out too long. His scent glands could tell that most of the cats were still inside the dens trying to keep warm in this horrid weather. Suddenly Mystique started speaking. "I've always wanted you here." came the horse reply. Lightningstorm looked up and noticed Flarewind sitting near the nursery, then watched as Clearstar padded up to them followed by Brindletalon and his daughter, Fablepaw. By the way the leader spoke he knew that she wasn't happy about Mystique being here.

"I fell off Sharp cliff and broke my leg..." Lightningstorm spoke, though his voice was low and he seemed to be straining to get the words out. "My daughter helped my return to camp alive, Clearstar." He put out defiantly, almost like he was challenging anyone to say anything bad. He was about ready to say more but instead of words, a spasm of coughs suddenly came out, racking the old warriors body and causing him to fall on the ground.

[&&R.A.V.E.N :3]

musicdrift

The she-cat gathered her finally sleeping kits together, letting out a breath as she looked at the five of them. All but Ghostkit had their heads down, eyes closed. "Ah, little Ghostkit. How did I know it was your bright eyes watching me?" Musicdrift asked her youngest daughter, picking her up by the scruff anf starting out of the nursery. As soon as she was out, her nose was assulted with a scent she dispised. Rogue. Narrowing her eyes, Musicdrift came to a stop beside her mate, placing their daughter down. Ghostkit sat still between her parents' paws, looking up and scrunching up her small nose at the scent. "What is she doing back here?" Musicdrift growled, tail curling and uncurling.

[---> LIZZEH]

F L A R E W I N D ;;
M Y S T I Q U E ++
b u r n k i t xx

another cigarette,
and i'm so bored,
your words aren't making s e n s e.

Seeing that Clearstar was in need of him, the deputy smiled faintly at Musicdrift and ran his tongue softly over her ear. "I believe just like the other reasons she has been here," he spoke faintly and pushed himself up, heading over to Clearstar's side, golden-green eyes watching the rogue she-cat. As Lightningstorm fell over in a coughing fit, the deputy tensed, about ready to help his Clan-mate, but Mystique was already at his side. "Dad. Are you okay," came the she-cat's voice, nudging her father's shoulder with her nose gently. Green-gray eyes then looked at Clearstar, her ears flicking forward slightly, her tail swaying behind her thin body. Paws kneaded the ground, as she stared at the SerenityClan leader. "I am sorry for intruding, Clearstar. But my father has, as he told you, fallen into the ravine, and broke his leg. He needs the attention of your medicine cat right now." Her head lowered slightly, and Flarewind smirked. He didn't say what he was thinking, as Mystique opened her jaws to speak once again. "If you wish to chase me from your territory, so be it."

Flarewind felt someone push past him, and noticed the white body of Burnkit, the small kit's black ears flicked forward slightly. She wandered right up to the rogue, her blue eyes watching her curiously. "I don't see anythin' wrong wit' 'er, Daddy. She seems nice to me. She even saved Mister Lightnin'storm," she mewed, and Flarewind smiled faintly. "Go back to your mother, Burnkit. This is for older cats. Not young kits who wander away when they know better," he said gently, and purred as Burnkit did as she was told, rubbing up against her father slightly then bounding over to where her mother and sister sat, tackling Ghostkit instantly.

"Clearstar. I do say we should speak about this. She has saved a Clan member's life. She doesn't seem a threat to SerenityClan. Do you really want to turn her away into the cold?" The deputy looked at Clearstar, his golden-green eyes watching her, wondering what she would do. Mystique waited with a held breath, her eyes darting over to her father to make sure he was alright, then back to the leader and deputy.

[Spice..xx]

_Clearstar[/size][/font]

The she-cat looked worriedly at Lightningstorm as he spoke about his broken leg but her eyes narrowed slightly at his next words. Before she could speak Mystique spoke and Clearstar nodded at the other she-cats words, grateful that the rogue had been there to help her father. A smile appeared on her face as Burnkit appeared, who was quickly chided by her father an sent away. Her eyes landed finally on Flarewind, the normally bright eyes slughtly narrowed again. Her deputy seemed to be putting a bit too much pressure on her to make a decision, and a decision that was in Mystique's favour. She exhaled noisily, still watching all the cats. "Lavenderlace" she called, knowing that the she-cat would help Lightningstorm. She then turned tail and bounded nimbly to the top of the Lilac Hill. "All cats gather beneath the Lilac Hill for Clan meeting" she hollered, not meeting anyone's gaze and only speaking again when her Clan had formed. "Mystique is in our camp once again. This time however, she has earned her right of passage, as she has helped Lightningstorm back to camp when he has been injured. I know her position here has been deliberated about in the past. We will deliberate again. I want everyone's opinion. Should Mystique be allowed to remain her a fully fledged warrior? Or should she be cast out again?" she called to the whole of her Clan, studying each expression carefully.

Brindletalon && Fablepaw[/font]

The large mottled tom snarled as Clearstar spoke, shooting a quick glance towards Mystique. "How do we know we can trust her?" he called out first, his tail lashing. He wasn't totally happy about all of this. He still felt very defensive over his kits and, of course, Crocuspool. His daughter however, seemed to have a different opinion. Fablepaw stepped forwards smartly, her spotted pelt rippling. "I do not see what harm she could cause us. I see no reason why she shouldn't be alllowed to stay" she said quietly but clearly, stepping back and ignoring the incredulous look from father.

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[Dansen[Mouse]]

Mousefoot

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A sleek she-cat heard the commotion from inside the warriors den where she was sleeping. Her pelt was mostly dull from her half-hearted attempts at cleaning herself ever since she was almost killed by a rogue and one of SerenityClans own warriors. Ever since then she lost all joy and was almost like a walking zombie, doing what she was told, hardly eating, and then going back to the warrior's den for more sleep. She looked across the clearing and saw the cat she had once believed to be her grandfather, injured and in need of the medicine cat.

"Lightningstorm!" Came her horse yowl as she sprinted to his side. His coughing had subsided but he looked weak and frail. Her eyes flicked to Clearstar's announcement about Mystique. The she-cat gazed at Lightningstorm's daughter and at one time when she would have clearly announced her vote in the rogue staying, she now was unsure. Her trust in everyone out side the Clans was broken.

Brightclaw

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The tortoiseshell she-cat had been in her normal spot against the Clan wall when Mystique appeared through the tunnel with Lightningstorm. Brightclaw sat quietly as the story was told of what had happened to the frail warrior was told. She sat patiently as Clearstar announced Mystique's arrival to the Clan and her gaze traveled to the she-cat and also to the Senior warrior. She turned back to cast her own vote, though she chose her words carefully. "I think she should be allowed to join. SerenityClan will be in need of more Warriors if this storm claims lives."

Alphapaw

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The brown tabby sat right outside the apprentices den, his fur that would normally blend right into the shadow made him stick out in the white snow. His gaze rested on Mystique and his thoughts on whether she should join the Clan or not. But as an apprentice he knew that his voice would most-likely not matter. It was always the Warriors that voted, apprentices normally weren't even bothered with. Besides, he was also unsure of whether the she-cat should join or not. A Clan taking on a rogue could be a sign of weakness, but with this storm the way it was, they may need able warriors to help defend the borders. He wouldn't put it past one of the bordering Clans to try and steal prey from them.

Ooc:// FYI, Lightningstorm is coming down with whitecough.

[all out JINX ♥]

. Symphonykit .
. Echoing your voice just like the ringing in my ears .

A fiery red form stood just in the entrance of the nursery with beautiful orange eyes ablaze with curiosity, the kits small body was curled into a precious crouch as her fluffy head leaned out of the milk-scented den to hear. Her mothers movement had awoken the beautiful orange she-kit, her sisters were gone as well so she had decided to see what the murmurs outside the nursery were about. Hearing everyone's opinion made little Symphonykit want to express hers, but her eyes looked uncertainly at Burnkit who had been gently scolded by their father. Sighing in annoyance the small orange kit stepped out into the cold, 'I think she should stay, after all she is Lightingstorm's daughter, and sometimes kits just can't live without their daddies!' Symphonykit's lulling voice showed her annoyance with the clan, but she looked at Amaranthkit sympathetically. She was deeply sorry for the loss of her father but Mystique still needed Lightingstorm, she could tell.

[(aurora) of the problematique]

blazepaw

_{The massive tom tilted his head, gazing over at Mystique. After examining her, he looked up at Clearstar and nodded. "She looks like a nice cat to me!" the apprentice said, shrugging slightly. His gaze returned back over to Lightningstorm and the other cats, frowning slightly when he saw the senior warrior cough roughly. The large ginger wondered where his brother has. He had to get a look at this!}

amaranthkit

<sub>The nearly-apprentice-age kitten sat by the nursery, not taking part in this chaotic display. She pursed her lips when she saw the loner, frowning deeply in disdain. "What does she know about StarClan?" Amaranthkit murmured half to herself, the stubby-legged femme not willing to accept Mystique had saved that warrior Lightningstrike.

ooc;// blah, garbage post....</sub>

[all out JINX ♥]

. Lionpaw .
. Through the eye of the storm .

The bulky amber body of the large pawed apprentice sprinted out of the apprentice's den, his gorgeous ochre-coloured eyes blazed with excitement at the new-comer. His eyes quickly found his twin brother as he scanned the growing crowd of cats, he skidded next to Blazepaw with his blazing energy. Lionpaw took in the situation with open ears, his brothers voice reached him and agreement washed over him. The males large paws kneaded the ground as others cats expressed their opinions, 'I think she should stay! Where else would she go without shelter from the snow? And she could be a useful addition to SerenityClan!' Lionpaw stood with his gaze masked from the actual rage he was feeling. He didn't think Clearstar to be heartless enough to through Mystique out in the cold, alone, but his clan-mates may think differently from what he expressed.

[---> LIZZEH]

F L A R E W I N D ;;
M Y S T I Q U E ++
b u r n k i t xx

another cigarette,
and i'm so bored,
your words aren't making s e n s e.

Smiling faintly, the deputy watched Clearstar with amused eyes. "I have already voiced my opinions to you, Clearstar. I do not have to repeat myself, I hope." His golden-green eyes went over to the rogue, then he pushed himself up, walking over to Musicdrift's side and picking up Burnkit from her twin's body, setting her down in front of him as he sat back down. "Daddy, she's been here before?" The deputy merely nodded at his daughter, his eyes never straying from the leader atop Lilac Hill. The words of his fellow Clan mates made his paws shuffle the ground, as if it were his daughter being talked about.

Mystique's eyes went to each cat as they spoke, and then she glanced at Lightningstorm, then back at Clearstar. "My knowledge of StarClan? I do remember a little from when I was a kit within MoonClan with my sister and mother. Though, not all. I was taken from the Clan when I was too young to learn anything else." Her voice wavered slightly, as she thought about her mother. Was the speckled she-cat watching from StarClan right now? Her green-gray eyes strayed up to the cloudy skies, but she shook her head, sitting herself down on the ground, her head tilted up slightly. She really did want to know the outcome of this meeting, as it determined whether she would be staying or not. Her body trembled slightly, the cold getting to her, and she clenched her jaw.

[SHADE. :D]

crocuspool && spritepaw

Crocuspool stood beside her mate, her usually sleek tortoiseshell fur bristling. She faced Clearstar, her hazel eyes wide. Her usual composure had faded. She hated rogue's, and any other cat she knew nothing about. The tortoiseshell blinked at Brindletalon, her expression anxious. She pulled Fablepaw closer to her, despite the fact that her daughter was eight moons old now. "I don't know..." She trailed off. "How do we know she won't desert us at the first sign of danger?" The warrioress blinked at Mystique, her eyes fearful. She didn't want any cat to put her babies in danger.

Spritepaw bounced from the apprentices' den to stand beside Fablepaw. The chubby ginger tabby bounced on her pawpads at the sight of Mystique. "Wow, wow! A new cat! I wanna know about her!" The excitable youngster turned around to face Crocuspool. "Aw, dun be silly Mammy! She wouldn't do that! She saved Lightningstorm! She must be cool!" Spritepaw scanned the rogue's every move with her huge, pulsing yellow eyes, not thinking that her slightly manic grin might freak Mystique out.

[KURI. (happy birfday to me :D)]

ooc: ah, I'm late. ): sorry.
lavenderlace.[/font][/size]

The pale orange she-cat hustled out of her den when she heard the leader coming. She saw Lightningstorm's broken body almost immediately, embarrased that it had taken her so long to realize she was needed so direly. Lavenderlace immediately went to work, pushing some poppy seed in front of Lightningstorm's nose. "Eat those quickly so I can set your bones," she almost muttered, focusing on the bleeding for now. Cobwebs, cobwebs. She needed more... she'd have to use her boarge leaves... but then what if she needed them later? The queens were going to need milk.

After scowling and soaking up the blood with boarge anyway, Lavenderlace glanced at Clearstar. She hadn't really known Mystique in the first place; it was a moot point as far as she was concerned.

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thunderthorn.

Thunderthorn padded out of the warrior's den and his eyes worked to make sense of the scene in front of him. Lightningstorm hurt... that loner, Mystique... Flarewind arguing with Clearstar... Oh, so Mystique wanted to join the Clan. After she had left so suddenly. And at Clearstar's suggestion for a vote, the young warrior felt a need to raise his voice. He recalled his mother's words to him, her teachings: Warriors don't run away.

"I don't want to be a pessimist, but saving her father has little to do with Clan loyalty," he meowed. "If she wanted a place in our Clan, she would have earned it before." His gaze moved around the clearing, bracing himself for at least one pair of eyes to land on him incredulously.

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[Spice..xx]

_Clearstar[/size][/font]

The she-cat scanned her Clan, taking in everyone's opinions. Her eyes met Lavenderlace's gaze and she nodded, before turning back to Mystique and the rest of the Clan. "We seem to have quite a split decision. Everyone has made a fair point. So Mystique, you will be allowed to saty here on trial. We will see what happens and re-evaluate sometime in the near future. If you prove your loyalty and that you will be an asset to the Clan, then I grant you your warrior name. If you prove not worthy, then you shall be cast out again" she said looking at the cat hard.

"While everyone is here, just a quick announcement. Both Alphapaw and Autumnpaw are in need of new mentors. Pansyblossom, you will mentor Autumnpaw. Flyingheron, you will mentor Alphapaw. That is all everyone" she said, before leaping off of the hill, about to retreat to her den before pausing. "Lavenderlace, may I speak with you?" she called, inviting the medicine cat in to her den with a flick of her snowy white tail.

Brindletalon && Fablepaw[/font]

Brindletalon snarled as he heard Clearstar's verdict, digging his claws into the ground. "She's not coming near our family" he hissed to Crocuspool, rubbing pelts with his mate. His dark brown eyes flickered between Spritepaw and Mystique, full of worry that his daughter would do something unexpected, as usual. Fablepaw did not struggle as her mother drew her close, knowing it would just alarm her more. She nodded once at Clearstar's verdict, twisting round to face both her parents. "Everything will be fine. Please do not worry" she said, eyeing both her angry father and anxious mother.

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[&&R.A.V.E.N :3]

musicdrift

Musicdrift scowled as she heard Clearstar's annoucement. That damn cat was staying, just because of a good deed. She shook her head, grabbing Smyphonykit in her maw, and pushing the twins towards the nursery. She placed her kit down, telling the three of them to stay where they were before turning towards the sound of Brindletalon's voice. She turned towards her best friend's mate, meowing her agreement before she turned her eyes towards Flarewind. "I don't like this, Flarewind. She makes me uneasy" She mewed, eyes narrowed.

autumnpaw

The orange tabby narrowed his eyes at the outburst of cats that disliked the rogue. He didn't mind her. He wasn't hurting anyone. But if he didn, Autumnpaw was sure there would be trouble. His tail lashed back and forth as he satd beside Deerpaw by the apprentice's den. His ears perked up as she heard Clearstar's words, eyes becoming wide with excitement. He glanced around, jumping to his paws, before padding over towards his older sister and plopping down. "When do we start?" He asked, grinning.

[Dansen[Mouse]]

Lightningstorm

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The old warrior weakly lapped up the poppy seeds that Lavenderlace placed in front of him and he felt some of the pain ebbing away little by little. But he kept his ears open to the whole Clan. Many were agreeing to let Mystique stay, but many were also questioning about her loyalty. He heard Thunderthorn's comment and it made his pelt bristle, but in his weak state he was unable to snap at the other warrior. He almost yowled out in pure joy when Clearstar announced that they would give his daughter a chance to prove herself. Instead he just smiled at her. Clearstar has allowed her to stay, but now it was up to Mystique to prove that she could be a warrior. But he also wondered if she did want to be a warrior. What if she didn't?

Alphapaw

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"Finally, a mentor!" the tom muttered under his breath as Clearstar assigned him to Flyingheron. The young apprentice stepped up to find his new mentor since his old one died. Alphapaw took one glance at Mystique then looked away. The she-cat would have to prove herself before he would accept her as a member. In truth, though, he didn't care. What he did care about was what the other Clans would think about SerenityClan. Would they begin to suspect SerenityClan was becoming weak so they allowed rogues to join. The tom lifted his head proudly and decided that he would claw any cats who starts to think his Clan is weak.

[SHADE. :D]

crocuspool && spritepaw

The tortoiseshell she-cat pressed close to her mate in fear as Clearstar announced her verdict. She eyed the leader with round hazel eyes and prayed she had not made a mistake. The tortoiseshell she-cat pressed her nose between Fablepaw's ears and inhaled her daughter's familiar scent. She felt a little better after this. Crocuspool then released the dappled brown she-cat and rose to her paws. The pretty warrioress licked Brindletalon's cheek, before padding over to join Musicdrift. She blinked anxiously at her friend. "I don't like this," she mewed, shooting Mystique a fearful glance as though the rogue she-cat were going to seize her four kits and run away with them any moment.

Spritepaw squealed in happiness as Clearstar announced that the newcomer could stay. The chubby ginger tabby skipped around in a tight circle, then skidded to a stop. "I wanna go say hi!" she piped. "Does anyone wanna come?" She looked from side to side eagerly, her zesty yellow eyes bulging.

[fernie. (:]

flyingheron.

Flyingheron listened patiently, like a giant statue, sitting at the edge of the clearing as he contemplated what was going on around him. Mystique. He watched her openly, knowing that everyone else was staring with her. He was split as to what he thought should happen with her; should she just be welcomed into this camp, arms open? Or should she be sent away, and take her drama with her? Because surely, that is what she would bring. As he sat, deep in thought, her heard his name being called by Clearstar. Alphapaw, his new apprentice. He got to his paws, and padded forward to meet the young apprentice. He touched noses with him silently, smiling slightly. "I hope you will enjoy my training." he murmured in his bass tones.

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[---> LIZZEH]

F L A R E W I N D ;;
M Y S T I Q U E ++
b u r n k i t xx

another cigarette,
and i'm so bored,
your words aren't making s e n s e.

At the verdict by Clearstar, a small smile crossed the rogue's face. "There will be no need to cast me out, Clearstar. I will show you that even rogues can make good Clan cats." She knew that some of the Cats of SerenityClan were not liking this arrangement, but she could care less. Let them judge her. The silver bengal turned, looking at Lightningstorm, and flicked her tail ever so slightly. "Do feel better, Dad." Her voice had turned sincere, and she ran her tongue over her father's shoulder lovingly.

As Musicdrift and the others voiced their opinions, Flarewind's ears flicked. "You will need to get over it. If she is to stay within the Clan, then you're going to have to get used to her being around," came the deputy's voice, a low hiss which was quite unlike the tom. Flicking his tail, he rose to his paws, walking away from his mate and her friend, heading over to Mystique. Burnkit shot a glance at her mother, then at her father, then followed him, her little tail wagging like a dog's behind her. "Mystique! Mystique! You can stay," Burnkit squealed, and Flarewind smiled at his daughter.

"Yes, Burnkit, we all heard the announcement. Settle down, will you," the deputy chuckled, then turned his attention to Mystique. "Since you're being put on trial before the Clan, I suggest you get used to the layout of the territory and everything else. Perhaps take a seasoned warrior out with you, and attend a few of the training sessions with the apprentices. I could always have you tag along when I take Adderpaw out." The rogue simply smiled at Flarewind, but shook her head. "Oh, no, that is alright, Flarewind. I can manage by myself. Thank you though," Mysique nodded at her words, and Flarewind smiled, and turned, Burnkit following after him to the nursery, where the exhausted looking deputy plopped down onto his side near the entrance, the little white and black kit crawling over her father's back to rest on his side.

Mystique watched the other cats, her smile having faded. She knew how much they didn't want her here, but she would prove that despite her rogue background, she would be an exceptional addition to SerenityClan. Sitting down, she flicked her tail, her green-gray eyes resting on the ground ahead of her, looking deep in thought.

[Spice..xx]

_Fablepaw[/size][/font]

The she-cat sighed as her parents began talking again, along with Musicdrift. Her eyes widened very slightly at Flarewind's words, she did not think he should talk to his mate like that. Casting a glance at Mystique, she felt a surge of pity. The she-cat needed someone to talk to. "I'll come with you Spritepaw. Come on" she said to her sister, pacing forwards beside the bouncing ginger apprentice. She stopped in front of Mystique but stayed standing. "Hello. I'm Fablepaw and this is Spritepaw, my sister. Are you ok?" she asked quietly, eyes calm.

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[x.Jolly.x]

Hurricanepaw

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Hurricanepaw padded through the camp entrance, carrying a scrawny mouse. HE had been out hunting and missed most of the meeting. Curious, he placed his mouse on the freshkill pile and padded over to his father. 'Brindletalon, what's going on?' He asked, curiosity burning at him. Then he saw his siblings padding away. He quickly caught up to them. He looked atthe newcomer. 'Hello, I don't believe we met before. My name is Hurricanepaw. Welcome to Serenityclan.' He padded back a bit till he was next to Spritepaw. He nudged her. 'Did you see that mouse I caught? All by myself!' His excitement lit up his eyes.

Thunderstep

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Thunderstep padded out of the warrior's den, late for the meeting. He caught the part when Clearstar announced that Mystique would stay. He turned to the cat next to him. It was Brightclaw. 'Mystique's back?' Surprise caught him as he looked around and spotted her. He nodded and turned back to Brightclaw.[/sup][/blockquote]

[---> LIZZEH]

M Y S T I Q U E ;;

next day i'm your super girl, out to save the world.

Ears flicked slightly, as she heard the three cats approach her. Green-gray eyes looked up, looking at each one. "Oh, hello Spritepaw and Fablepaw. I am alright. Just going to have to get used to Clan life once again," her voice was soft, and a small smile crossed her lips. Eyes then turned to Hurricanepaw and her smile widened. "Pleasure to meet you, Hurricanepaw. I am Mystique. And thank you for the welcome." At the mention of the mouse, the she-cat's eyes sparkled slightly. She remembered hunting with her adopted brothers and catching the sparrows that flitted around the park. The bengal had gotten really well at catching the birds as they took off, and at the memory, she licked her chest slightly, hiding her sadness.

[&&R.A.V.E.N :3]

musicdrift

ghostpaw

Musicdrift let out a small sigh before turning her attention to Crocuspool. She pressed her nose to her friend's comfortingly before pulling away when Flarewind spoke. A small grunt came from the she-cat before she watched the tom pad from her side to the rogue, with Burnkit in tow. Ghostkit started forwards always, sliding to her twin's side and looking up at the rogue with her oddly colored bright orange eyes. As her father and sister left, she stumbled after them, curling between her father's paws as he lied down. Musicdrift mewed a quick good-bye to her best friend, then made her way over to her mate and kits. "You look exhausted, love." She murmured, sitting down beside him. "I'm sorry if I said anything to upset you, Flarewind. I didn't mean it" The orange tabby finished, tail wrapping around her paws.

[---> LIZZEH]

F L A R E W I N D ;;
b u r n k i t xx

another cigarette,
and i'm so bored,
your words aren't making s e n s e.

Shaking his head slightly, Flarewind listened to Musicdrift's apology. "There is no need for apologies, my dear. I am just looking out for a cat's best interests. And Mystique needs a friend in the Clan if she is wanting to really be here." Smiling faintly, the tom ran his tongue gently over Ghostkit's head, and purred faintly. The tom looked at his mate with his golden-green eyes, and flicked his ears. "Lie down, dear. You look exhausted yourself." He shuffled his paws slightly so that Musicdrift could lie down next to him, and the deputy flicked his ears forward slightly, trying to catch the conversation between the apprentices and Mystique.

[&&R.A.V.E.N :3]

musicdrift

ghostpaw

She smiled softly as she watched Ghostkit between her mate's paws, the small, orange white and black kit purring quietly. Lowering her body down, she pressed lightly againts the deputy, watching him as she rested her head down. "I am. When one kit is awake, the others are making noise. When mine arn't, another litter is being rambunctious" Musicdrift mewed, yawning before something dawned on her, and her eyes flashed to Ghostkit. "By StarClan. She is able to make noise" She said, chuckling and gently reaching over to lick the kit over the head. Ghostkit opened her wide eyes, looking up at her parents, then Burnkit. "B-b-Burnkit's been h-h-helping me" The little kit stuttered, looking over at her sister.

[SHADE. :D]

spritepaw

Spritepaw trotted up to Mystique, her head turned on one side. She noticed the small crowd, Fablepaw, Hurricanepaw, Ghostkit and Burnkit. The yellow tabby frowned at her dappled brown sister for speaking for her. Every cat in SerenityClan knew that Spritepaw was more than capable of speaking for herself. "Yeah I'm Spritepaw! And I have a Ma called Crocuspool over there, and a Pa called Brindletalon over there, and then Hurricanepaw and Fablepaw are my bro and sis, and then there's Clockpaw but he's not here but I don't mind because I don't like him that much..." She paused to take a deep breath. "And then I have friends called Kellypaw and Sequoiapaw and Sealpaw and Pythonpaw and Adderpaw and Deerpaw and Bamboopaw and Larchpaw and Autumnpaw, and they're all brothers and sisters! Well, Sequoiapaw and Sealpaw and... Wait, no..." She trailed off, having thoroughly confused even herself.

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b u r n k i t *

Smiling faintly from her father's side, Burnkit stretched her forepaws out and flicked her ears. "Yep. Been helpin' her out, I have," she said, flicking her white tail slowly against her father's coat. Flarewind smiled, and purred slightly, pushing his nose into Ghostkit's shoulder then reaching the best he could and licking Burnkit's face. "Just rest, Musicdrift. I'll keep an eye on the kits." Smiling at his mate, he purred as he pressed his nose to her cheek, then ran his tongue across it gently.

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Smirking faintly at Spritepaw, the new addition to SerenityClan flicked her tail slightly by her paws. "I see you have many friends within the Clan, Spritepaw. Maybe once I prove to you all that I'm warrior material, I can have as many friends as you have." The older she-cat looked hopeful, her green-gray eyes watching the apprentices. Of course, she could only hope and wish right now, until she had really proved herself to the cats of SerenityClan.

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The spotted she-cat looked at both her brother and sister as the pair spoke, a loving smile light on her features. She loved the realtionship between her siblings, even though they both liked each other better than her. It gave her pleasure to see them so happy. She laughed softly as Spritepaw confused herself, not laughing at her sister but at her gabnbling conversation. Her cerulean eyes turned to Mystique and they studied her for a moment. "Why did you leave your Clan? Did something bad happen?" she asked quietly, before glancing down, afraid she had spoken out of turn.

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a thousand words, spelled out through the ages...

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Flicking her ears lightly at Fablepaw's question, Mystique looked down at her forepaws. "Well. Yes, something bad did happen while I was in MoonClan. I didn't leave it because I wanted to, its because my mother, Fallendove, thought it was best that her kits grew up in SerenityClan. You see, my mother was a MoonClan warrior, and she didn't want her mate in MoonClan to know that the kits she had were half-Clan cats." A small smile crossed the she-cat's lips, and she licked her chest almost nervously. "My uncle, Eaglecry, sent the order out to kill me and my sister, along with my mother. Morningkit had managed to make it here safely, but my mother was unfortunate. She died at the claws of her mate. I, on the otherhand, was spared. I was then taken in by rogues, where I have lived most of my life." Her tail flicked, and she exhaled slowly.

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.Havenkit.

After watching her siblings do their normal annoy everyone deed, Havenkit rose from her mother's side. The tiny feline brought her tongue to her maw, as her right bluish colored eye crossed toward her parent's cuddling forms then toward the direction she'd seen the rogue wander off toward. Havenkit rose quietly, inching away so her parents wouldn't notice her slipping away from behind them. Her black pelt gave a short shake as she managed her way to the rouge known as Mystique. Her left amber orb seemed to take in the sight of the odd she-cat, Havenkit gave a faint huff as she sniffed the cat with a wince. 'You smell horrid..' was Havenkit's first and only response as she dropped down on her haunches giving the cat a full eye over. Her tiny black head tilting to the side then to the other, the black lace known as her tail whipped across the dirt wrapping around her own form as she pursed her lips. Havenkit frowned at her rude behavior, then offered the rogue she-cat a sheepish smile. She'd felt badly truly, but felt the same unease toward rogues as her mother did. Despite her adorable appearance, Havenkit was in a rare observe everyone mood. Which meant brute judgement from a kit.

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