TimeClan -- darkness will rise again (closed)

FifthRootNull
(It's fine, I'll just have Hollowstar come get her.)

Hollowstar peeked his head out of his den, seeing the rouge not too far away beginning to head for the camp enterance. He frowned, quickly running her way, hoping to catch her before she left. "Excuse me, Specter, I'd like to speak with you," he meowed as he came to a halt besides her.

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@mitedstarfur
Mosswing chuckled, tilting her head to one side as she thought for a moment, then her eyes wandered over toward the rouge and the leader. "Hm? Well maybe we don't want to stray too far. Maybe we can go check the borders real quick?"

(I, am, SO sorry for being gone for like, a month!! I was busy with stuff and I just, aH!?? Is Snailpaw still an existing character??)

(Phew, X''D And yeah, definitely need some drama, how about instead of a fox or badger attack, we get a rabies sickness or something along the lines of that for something big ((though we'd need to ask the admin for permission I think))

(Don't worry lime, you're still a member!
And yes we need drama. I'm up for anything. In fact, we can probably add both of those things, since it'll take a little longer for the sickness to get started, we can start with the attack first.)

"Yesterday?" Mosswing asked, getting to her paws and making her way across the camp, glancing back at both of them. Maybe they meant about the rouge? The cat grinned, soon exiting camp before making her way toward the river.
(They can find the foxes or whatever while they're out.)

Snailpaw stuck her head out of the medicine cat den, one of her ears tipped forward droopily. After proudly announcing how she just had the best sleep a cat could ask for, (in a very refreshed voice) the little tabby stumbled out, searching for her sister.

Also what is this money thing??))

She looked up as Brokenpaw approached her, mirroring the same toothy grin at her sister. "'Morning to you too as well, Brokenpaw!" Snailpaw quickly shook her head, the ear standing up right again, "Must have bent it in my sleep." noted the apprentice.

"So what's up?" She shimmied closer to her, hinting at what she meant next by wiggling her shoulders, "Any toms catching my sister's eye lately?" Snailpaw jokingly teased.

Snailpaw snorted, sitting down as well. "As much fun as you can have finding gross plants and forcing cats to eat them for their health," a smirk made its way onto her face. "So pretty fun." She sighed, "Leaf-bare is coming up soon, just imagine. This'll be the first one we remember!"

"Definitely!" She squeaked, bumping her shoulder against Brokenpaw's affectionately "you're always so busy with warrior-apprentice stuff." Snailpaw's mouth made an 'o' as an idea popped into her head.
"H-Hey, do you think I'll get my Medicine cat name over the leaf-bare, I heard cats get really sick during it?"

Dayscar & 28 moons | Sparrow
Dayscar is a thick furred, reddish brown she-cat with a pale muzzle and pale green eyes (Somali). She has a scar across the top of her muzzle and a deep pair of nicks in her right ear. Dayscar is very ambitious, assertive, and a bit manipulative. She's very protective of, and devoted to, her clan and friends. Sassy with her friends and diligent with her work. She's a little too impulsive, has a fiery temper, and is absolutely the kind of individual to hold a grudge.
Dayscar's mother, Wendy, was a kittypet and her father, Diggs, was Bloodclan. Dayscar did not get along with her father, but was separated from her mother by her father early on so she could be raised in Bloodclan. Her father died in the battle with the Clans and Dayscar raised herself alone on the streets until she heard of Timeclan being formed.
Rank: Warrior (She's interested in the deputy position)


Bogpaw & 7 moons | Sparrow
A skinny short-haired black tom with green eyes. Unusually loud for his skimpy size, and a little prideful to boot. He's friendly with his clanmates, but has a level of disdain for non-clan cats, who he views as lawless and foolish. He is high energy, and a little nosy, only settling down and adopting a less abrasive approach when he's around his sisters, who he loves even if he finds them difficult to relate with at times.
Rank: apprentice
Other: May he be the last Scourge kit? I'll change his form if its no.

Tesla & 48 moons | Sparrow
A long haired dark grey seal-point tabby with yellow eyes and teeth. He wears a ratty brown and yellow checkered collar studded with a couple dog teeth. He has bad breath and matted fur. Tesla is as trustworthy as a snake, liable to trick someone off a cliff just so he could watch them fall. That being said, he usually will respond kindness for kindness and harm for harm. He's found that he enjoys the taste of frog, something rare back in the twolegplace. He came with the other cats to try this 'Clan' idea, but found supporting weaker cats to be irritating so he left early on. He likes to trespass and be a general pain, sometimes picking fights with border patrols to "keep his skills maintained". In reality he's a little lonely, though he'd never admit it to himself.
Rank: rogue/loner

"Food does tend to be a problem during the cold…" Specter paused in deep thought.
There are advantages in numbers... but the potential of somebody betraying the group is exponentially higher. Not to mention, one well-placed attack or sickness could sweep the camp off of its paws. Then again...
As she thought, her gaze shifted around the camp, and she emitted a soft, incoherent mumbling. After maybe a minute, she looked back at Hollowstar. "Ehh, what've I got to lose? I'll do it!" Her voice showed a sense of trust and pride.

(Sorry, I've been busy this weekend! I'll respond to everyone in a few ^^
And Sparrow, you're accepted if you're still interested.)

"Thanks." Specter straightened her posture, gazing around the Clan camp again, then looking back at Hollowstar. "I'd prefer if I kept my name, if that's okay. I rather like it."