[un] | Recognize | [able]

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A molted pelt lay atop Moss rock. With the distink long, black lines on the side of her face, all knew, twas Greifstar. The she-cat let her gaze jump around the clearing. She saw no one. She rested her head on her paws and began to doze There is no one... Griefstars eyes shot open, "There is no one!" She said aloud to herself. She jumped to her feet. Where was her Clan? Do they think, they can go where they want, when they want? Oh, oh no. She was leader, and she was in control. She needed to find Hawkflight. "Hawkflight!" She called, obviously fustrated and angry. Griefstars eyes glinted as she growled.

[•Hawkeh•]

Hawkflight padded out of teh warrior's den, blinking sleep from her deep dark/ice blue eyes. She heard Greifstar growl from somewhere around the Mossrock. I hope she didn't catch me sleeping. She thought, padding worriedly to the Mossrock

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Grifstar wipped around, "Where have you been! Oh, never mind. Where is my Clan! Hunting is another thing, we need to gaurd the camp! Did you send them off?!" Griefstar yowled in anger, her pelt bistleing to a point where it was rippleing like the river flowing, "I asked you! Where is my clan?" She meowed, alittle softer, "Why does everyone think that I am un-fit to lead the Clan! They think they can go where ever they want, WHENever they want to! That is going to change, Hawkflight." She growled. She obviusly did not notice her deputy slacking off.

[•Hawkeh•]

I saw Cinderfall and Stormwater in the warriors den, and Silverhawk should be returning from hunting soon. Hawkflight mewed, shaking the obvious bits of moss from her nest out of her pelt.

A silver pelt flashed through the enterance to the WindClan camp. Silverhawk had just returned home from hunting. He was rather tiered, when he saw Hawkflight pad out of the warriors den.

[x× | b | r o k e n]

Griefstar whirled around as she heard a rustle from the entrance behind her. "Silverhawk!" She growled, "Why did you leave camp?" Griefstar was frustrated, and, it was nothing against him. Everyone was out of her camp. A tiny bit of her hoped he would understand.

[Feather**]

{Was given premission to post with Stonehawk by Shadow}

Stonehawk's gray and silver pelt was dancing in around him, as the wind danced in it. He smiled, pleased. His heart belonged here. That is why he had never left and went to ThunderClan like Featherdust had done when she was an apprentice. He missed his sister. His green eyes looekd around though. In search of Cinderfall. H shrugged and head back to camp. He had been checking the boarders. Nothing new. Thankfully. But anything could change at any momment. He sliped into camp and saw his leader and deputy. He padded over, ready to give out a report on his trip out.

[•Hawkeh•]

Silverhawk listened to the leader's mad rant. I went out hunting. he meowed, flicking his tail toward the rabbit and grass finch he caught.

Cinderfall blinked open her blue((I think)) eyes. She looked through the gaps in the brambles to see the high sun-high sun. Stormwater, she mewed, nudging the gray tabby's twiching body. We over slept.

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Griefstar saw another cat to divide her rage. It was Stonehawk, "Stonehawk!" She threw her head up in the air with pure rage, "Stonehawk, Silverhawk! Why did you leave? The camp is obviously ungaurded!" She repremanded them, paceing frustratedly infront of them, "Do you think, just becuase I was kidnapped a few moons ago? I am not weak. Is that what you think? Is that what you think, that I'm weak!?" She hissed, stopping infront of the two of them.

[•Hawkeh•]

Hawkflight shighed. Greifstar was getting paranoid. Not eveyone left. she said. Cinderfall and Stormwater are in the warriors den, and the queens are still in the nusury. They would fight if they have to...

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Griefstar heard the hint of disagreement in her deputy's voice. She wasn't paranoid, "What if it was a full force raid?" Griefstar nodded to the two cats to leave, and she faced her deputy, "Those are newly made warriors, and, if the queens left, then the kits would be vunerable! Killed or stolen, Hawkflight," Griefstar's eyes suddenly went cold, and very low so no one would hear, "BloodClan, is not jokeing around. They are a threat! They took me, and killed me," She hissed. She was down to eight lives, and, this was the first time she revealed this to her deputy; let alone anyone, "I am not a paranioid cat, and nor am I ill, so don't you dare second guess me, OR doubt my judgement!" She hissed in Hawkflights ear. She thrashed her tail, as she took a small step away from her depuy.

[Feather**]

Stonehawk was stubburn, and didn't leave when his Leader gave the signal for him and Silverhawk to. His green eyes shifted as Griefstar ranted to Hawwkflight his mentor. He spoke up when he thought she was done. Voice loud and direct. "I was on a boarder patrol Grieftstar. You wouldn't want them un-tended. I did go without being asked. But, I thought it was needed. Punish if you like." He mumbled. His tail lashing from side to side. "However, as you are talking about a full frontal raid, I'd like to add. Even if we had all our WindClan warriors in camp I still think we are out numbered. We have to face the fact that WindClan is horribly low in Clan mates. There are so many jobs to be doing not all of us can stay here. If we just sit in camp we'll never get a head notice of an attack, and we'll starve." Stonehawk hissed. "I do not doubt your leadership Griefstar, I doubt the ability of any of the Clans to be able to surpress the growing power of this new Clan." He meowed. He spoke with the things he had been collecting for weeks on end. He was very studing cat. And he decided now to mention it. His chest was puffed, head high. And it seemed like he was taking on the Leader more then he should have been. Something he hadn't ment to do, just sort of ended up doing.

[•Hawkeh•]

Hawkflight looked at her former apprentice with pride. She was glad that he would stand up to his leader like that. He's right Greifstar. the deputy meowed. Even if we are attacked, if we don't have some cats to hunt, we will lose, and you would lose more lives... she paused, and lose your Clan because we would be to weak to fight.

Cinderfall padded out of the warriors den. She swished her tabby tail over her back, twiching her ears in the direction of the group of cats close to the Mossrock.

[Feather**]

Stonehawk looked over to Hawkflight, and gave a curt nod. Then another WindClan she-cat caught his eyes from behind her. He saw Cinderfall. Stonehawk's body gave a small chill down his spine. He gazed at her with his green eyes, then shook his head. He flickered his tail and smiled at her. Then turned back to look at Griefstar and Hawkflgiht. Stance still looking for confidence and semi power. His muti gray pelt shifting in the small wind that was able to enter the camp.

[•Hawkeh•]

Cinderfall watched Stonehawk from afar. She didn't want to intrupt. She looked at Stormwater, who seemed to be looking for someone...or somthing.

Stormwater watched as Stonehawk smiled at his sister. That reminded the gray tom of the special she-cat, whom he haden't talked to or seen for a while. He tipped his head toward the apprentice den, hoping that Waterpaw would come walking out...

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Griefstar took a deep breath as two cats talked back to her. Why did no one liston to her? Going against her word, was going against the warrior code. "Yes, but, we need an even amount, you know." Her eyes glittered with anger and irratation. "There are too many border patrols, and, hunting partizes out! Silverhawk, this is not your conversation. Leave, please. I wish to speak my deputy." She glared at him for a moment, and gazed back at her deputy, "Hawkflight, you have to be on top of this as well." She meowed gently. For a brief moment, she wondered where she would have been, but she shook it off. "Tell me kindly, why didn't Dawn patrol leave this morning?" She glanced around and saw Silverhawk was still there, so she told Hawkflight with no words to follow her into her den.

((Well, in all, WindClan is 24 strong, and so is the rest of the Clans. If WindClan is weak, then so is every one else...
ThinderClan: 24
ShadowClan: 21
RiverClan: 25
RogueClan: 21 ))

[•Hawkeh•]

Silverhawk rolled his eyes and walked away, toward the nusury. It would be easier if we had more apprentices. He murmmered aloud.

Hawkflight looked at her leader, her eyes showing no emotion. Go on, follow her. a voice whispered in the deputy's ear, unauditable to any other cat around her. Leadership is only pawsteps away. Hawkflight followed the leader to her den, brain buzzing with rage. Hawkflight did send out a dawn patrol, only it was ealier than normal becase she was planning to meet Cottonpelt at the border. What excuse could I make up for that? She certanliy didn't want to reveal her secret to the leader.

Our numbers are greater than RougeClan's, if you haven't forgotton. Hawkflight mewed, a cold icy calm tone aditable in her voice.

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Griefstar blinked, "really..." Now she was confused. She added up the new kits, and Hawkflight was right. The she-cat shook her head, "I am just so irratated. I was going to make some apprentices into warriors today, thats just the thing. No one seems to liston to me, and one of these days Hawkflight..." She growled. Sighing, she flipped her gaze warmly to her deputy, "I'm sorry for snapping at you Hawkflight. I'm sorry for snapping at anyone. Nothing has seemed to ever go my way..." Griefstar looked off into nothing, as if remebering something. She quickly shruged it off, and sat down on her dried out peice of moss. "I guess I shouldn't have chose today to take charge of my clan." Grifstar sighed. She never wanted to be deputy, and did not want to be leader. But, it would be humiateing to give it up! "Tomorrow, could you be on border patrol? I think you need some fresh air." She purred, trying to change the subject.

((Hawk, couldn't you meet up with Cottenpelt then x.x))

[•Hawkeh•]

((True))

Hawkflight nodded. Will do. She meowed. Is that it? Fool. the unaditable voice whispered in her ear.

[Feather**]

Stonehawk muttered something as the two cats left. He flickered his tail and turned around. He looked around the camp, then spotted a nice fine looking boulder rock. He stalked over, bunching his legs and then springing gracfully ontop of it. Stonehawk made another small leap to a higher spot and rested his stomach against the warm rock. Letting the golden warmness of the sun sink into his pelt.

Waterpaw yawned, this late? Oh my... She said to herself. Sitting up in her nest and licking her pelt clean. The she-cat left the apprentice den, gracful and fluid like. As the sun met her pelt she seemed to glitter. Her pelt as white and beautiful as sun meeting freash untouched snow. Her blue eyes shined, looking around. Her long fur blowing in the wind, her thick tail raised slightly.

[•Hawkeh•]

Cinderfall watched as Stonehawk lept onto a boulder to soak his handsome gray pelt in the sun. Padding up to the base of the boulder, she looked up at the tom. Is there any room for me? she asked the tom.

[Feather**]

Stonehawk had shut his green eyes, his ear flickered as he heard a fimiliar voice. His heart skipped a beat. He flickered his ears again. His black whiskers twitching. He was taking a moment of though. Silly, he was trying to impress her, laying high and might, and silent as a tree would do no such thing. He opened his green emrald eyes. Looking down at the pretty she-cat. "Of course there is, at least, for you Cinderfall." He purred, smiling.

Waterpaw's blue gaze spotted Stormwater. She smiled kindly. Then looked around more. Ears falling back as Brambletail was no where to be seen. She muttered to herself. She couldn't leave without a warrior since she was still an apprentice. She sighed, walking lightly on her black splotched legs to the WindClan camp's entrance. She sat down and breathed in a deep breath. Opening her blue eyes and watching out over the territory close to the Camp. Taking on watch, since no cat seemed to be doing so.

[•Hawkeh•]

Good. Cinderfall purred, bounding up to the ledge. Her cryastal blue eyes sparkled with gratatued and thankfulness towards the tom.

[Feather**]

Stonehawk laughed slightly, moving over to creat even more room for her. His misty green eyes meeting her blue. He smiled, the quickly looked away, a bit embarassed. He took a deep breath and flickered his dark gray tail. Front right paw flexing his claws from his lack of anything to do. The silence made his feel even more akward with the she-cat. "How are you?" He asked, still looking the other way.

[•Hawkeh•]

I'm fine. Cinderfall meowed. Her ash gray tabby pelt glimmered in the sun-high light. She nudged Stonehawk playfully with her nose.

[Feather**]

Stonehawk laughed feeling her playful action. He turned to her, at first startled how amazing she looked with her pelt glittering in the sun. He smiled and let his claws slid back into his paw before he batted her over the ear. He dark gray tail compared to the rest of his pelt swayed more now. Rather then a twitch. His misty green eyes joyful to be near the WindClan she-cat.

[•Hawkeh•]

Cinderfall ducked slightly to avoid Stonehawk's paw, but didn't duck far enough. Want to go hunt? she asked, a hint of laughter in her voice. Her blue eyes sparkled at the thought of hunting on the open moor, but the gray she-cat twiched her ear at the sound of the nusury brambles ruffling, and a small whimper and yowl of triumph came from the brambles.

[Feather**]

Stonehawk purred, standing up. His claws digging into the rock under them as he stretched. His spine popping. Then his ears twitched to the sound near the nursery. He rasied an eyes brow. "Sure Cinderfall. Griefstar seems to have a thorn in her pad though. What was that noise over there?" He asked, his tail flickering it towards the nursury.

[•Hawkeh•]

Cinderfall rolled her eyes. Greifstar always has a thorn in her paw. I think that she should retire and let Hawkflight take over...((dun dun dun)) the gray she-cat paused. I don't know...probly some of the kits fighting.

Flickerkit was pinned, a dark tom on top of her. With the last bit of her engery, Flickerkit rolled the kit over, forcing him to break the nursry barrier into the center of camp.

Thronkit felt the nursury barrier give way. He tumbled into the open, his back hitting the ground hard.

[Feather**]

Stonehawk rasied an eye brow. Then he nodded. "I think you're right. Maybe it is time she steps down. I wonder who are deputy would be then." he mumbled. Then he gave a small little chuckle seeing the kits fall into the open camp. He had always had a big soft spot for kits. His deep green eyes sparkled a little more. His tail swayed happy. He looked at Cinderfall, flickered an ear, then lept of the boulder. He landed with a soft thud. Then he padded over to the two kits, smiling as he crouched down. "Hey there!" He bellowed, hoping to give them a little fright, but not scare them too terribly.

[•Hawkeh•]

Flickerkit flinched at the sound of the warrior's voice. Stonehawk, she exclaimed. Will you be my mentor?

Cinderfall lept off the boulder. She had always loved kits. She wanted to have kits of her own... someday. Come on. she meowed to her freind, let's go before Greifstar notices us leaving.