BloodClan ~ Deputy Needed!!!!

"Hello Brookheart," Swiftwhisker greeted after he nudged Mossheart back. "How are you?" He asked as he padded to the corner of the barn, where most mice hid.

Swiftwhisker gazed at his mate lovingly, observing the swell of her belly. Soon they would have kits, and the outsiders would flourish.

(Im going to create a few new characters if that is okay with you, I have had these in mind for a while)
Name: WolfPelt
Rank: Warrior
Age: 24 moons
Description: A Dark grey tom with sharp yellow eyes, long claws, a torn ear, and a white underbelly,Very Bulky, but can land tough blows.
Personality: A loyal tom, that is very kind, Great at fighting, when someone threatens him or his kin he will get rid of them.
Collar Color: DarkBlue
Screen Name: BrookeHeart
Other: Is in love with BrookHeart. Is originally from ShadowClan

Name: CardinalFlight
Rank: Warrior
Age: 23 moons
Description: A brownish-red tom with friendly green eyes.
Personality: Love to show off, Very Handsome tom, Very quick and agile, Prefers to fight from trees and ambush cats from them. Prefers to hunt rather than fight.
Collar Color: Forest Green
Screen Name: BrookeHeart
Other: Is in love with BrookHeart. Is originally from WindClan

Name: FoxTail
Rank: Warrior
Age: 22 moons
Description: Orange she-cat with black paws, green eyes, white from her hind legs to her nose, white tail, and Incredibly sharp teeth.
Personality: Kindhearted, selfless, outstanding hunter, not a great fighter, and will protect anyone if needed to.
Collar Color: LimeGreen
Screen Name: BrookeHeart
Other: BrookHeart's littermate. Is originally from RiverClan


(I'll add pictures of them soon. Right now I am working on CardinalFlight and WolfPelt fighting.

After Flame set up his nest, he felt hungry again. The mouse he had eaten was small, and the battle had made him hungry, so he decided to go hunt in the barn. He walked in and was immediately hit with the smell of cats. Although the barn wasn't a camp, it was a good replacement. He saw movement in the hay and started stalking towards it.

As Flame stalked towards his prey, he saw a brown she-cat hunting the same mouse. Flame walked over towards her and said "Hey! Are you hunting?"

"Oh, sorry, I didn't mean to. Is Mossheart the big she-cat? She was with Swiftwhisker when they found me on the moor." stated Flame. "Who are you? I'd like to get to know some other cats before I get to move into the barn full time."

"My name is BrookHeart. Most cats don't know of me because I keep to the shadows. You might know my sister, FoxTail, she is the one always bouncing around assisting other cats. She should just go on to be a medicine cat, but she refuses and she says she isn't the type to be one. You also might recognize the two mousebrains WolfPelt and CardinalFlight. Those two idiots always nag me, trying to give me gifts, always competing to see who is better. They are always lurking around here." Mewed BrookHeart.

(Kk I don't know when Minnow's kits will be born)
"Hah, why is that?" Mewed BrookHeart.

(Good idea where are those other cats now?)

"Well, you're just a good looking she-cat in general, I don't blame them for fighting over you, but that's definitely not my style." he purred. His flirtatious behavior reminded him if the time when he first joined Bloodclan, before he had become dissatisfied with its structure.

Swiftwhisker gazed upon his mate affectionately. "What do you think we will have? Toms, she-kits?" He asked softly.

Bloodsun was cleaning her fur beside Adder, and she purred as she rubbed against him in the BloodClan camp.

Noire had left Fawn in their den and was exploring the BloodClan territory alone, trying to see if the snow had ceased to fall in some areas. If the clan was lucky, there might be more prey in a few places.