Restoring order and bringing hope...

[Duskwingflight]

Squirreltail listened silently. Warrior, and deputy ceremonies. Maybe a apprentice ceremony would be soon. Squirreltail hoped so. He glanced at everyone. Where was Frosttail? He hoped that if Lillystar did have an apprentice ceremony she should be here.

[Wolfwings]

Tinderspark followed Rustshade, scenting the air while the black tom scented the ground. He could recognize his sister's scent, though it was faint. Judging by the weakness of it, he deduced that she'd been through her roughly two days ago. That meant she could be just about anywhere by now. Although he didn't know it, her scent was drifting towards StoneClan territory and beyond it...

"She's definetely left this territory..." he said, drawing a deep breath. "This way..." He leapt off in the direction of StoneClan's borders.

[Firetheory]

Firetheory entered the camp through the rushing water, seemingly undaunted by the wet experience. So not always did he have to live by his namesake! He looked around as she finished off her speeches, and he quietly took his seat near the group of cats, looking around.

Shame the wind didn't come into this cavern, but he'd learn to live with that. It would remain faithfully outside like him, much like a dog waits for it's master in the backyard. But by no means was the wind tame for him; they remained friends equally.

Firetheory and looked around, tail flipping elegantly, and he modestly smiled at the cats around. So many cats in this clan, so many to meet.

[medium]

[ yay for uber-lame posts<3 ]

She is the prom queen
I'm in the marching band
She is a cheerleader
I'm sitting in the stands
I get a little bit
She gets a little more
She's Miss America

Medium laughed appreciatively. Now that Contrast was out of sight, he was beginning to feel more cheerful.

"Of course," he purred, ignoring the good-natured jibes of the new warriors.
Lowing his voice slightly, he added, "I wouldn't want to miss a hunting party with you, Andromeda."
He looked away, embarassed.

And I'm just the boy next door

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[Onyxdart]

"D'awwww. Feeling's mutual. Don't look so stricken," Andromeda said to Medium, giggling at his reaction to his own words.

She nosed him in the ear, still chuckling quietly under her breath, and looked at her ex-apprentice.

"Are you all going to stand around and chit chat forever?" she joked, flicking her tail in the direction of the hunting grounds.

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[Bristleclaw]

_{Bristleclaw glanced around at Dodgepaw and smiled. "Hi," she mewed, then a little 'thanks'. She glanced around to where Dodgepaw was looking, and realized that his father was...eh, gone. She felt sorry for the younger cat, she really did, but right now...she was reeeeally excited. She was, after all, just made a warrior, and she smiled--a bit guiltily. Dodgepaw was in pain and she was happy, but not because Dodgepaw was in pain. Gaah, she was so confused.}

[Snowstar]

An unfamiliar scent wafted through the camp seconds before a recognizable black head emerged from the waterfall, clinging to the nearly unconcious Rustshade in her mouth. With surprising strength of one so small of stature, she hauled him out onto the stone flooring, blood smearing then fading away as it mingled with the mist of the waterfall. Not to say that Snowstar's scent was all to forgettable, or too unrecognizable, it simply wasn't of Mistclan. It had a distinct earthy scent. Of course, her scent wasn't the only one. A fellow Stoneclan cat, Dragonpelt, and two more cats. Shadowstreak and Tinderspark. She made her way to the stone overhang where Lillystar sat, bowing her head in greeting, almost submissive that she was on her territory. "I bring bad news to you and your clan," she said softly, setting the nearing unconcious black and rust cat on the floor.

She waited for the others to appear before continuing. "There was a rogue fight just outside our borders on Rogue Meadows. Three of Stoneclan's kits had escaped during the gathering; ours to be precise," She said, turning to cast a glance at Dragonpelt. She turned her gaze back respectfully to Lillystar. "Though we had another Stoneclan cat with us, a friend of ours in Mistclan came to help, soon followed by this one who had apparently gone out in search of Shadowstreak," She said, touching her nose to the two wounded cats. "Neither can really walk, so I elected to bring them to your clan directly, to ensure their safety that they got to a Medicine Cat on time. I apologize for trespassing, Lillystar, my deepest regards," She said, taking a respectful step away from the black and rusty tom, nodding her head for Dragonpelt to do the same. Clan courtesy, she supposed.

[October]

<sub>October got from his seat upon Murderkit, seeming to have forgotten about his young friend as he watched another cat, no two, no.. wait, how many cats were there here??? Well, though October was senile to say the least, he at least did recognize two of the cats; Shadowstreak, and..

Rustshade...

The fact hit the poor tom with a resounding blow, and he gave a low and sad call to his two friends. He flicked his tail, bowing his head to the two fallen warriors.</sub>

[Shadow Spirit]

Lillystar was startled by the arrival of the StoneClan cats. When she saw that the two injured warriors were her own, she almost fell over in shock. Rustshade had gone with Tinderspark to find Shadowstreak. She never fathomed that they would come back in this condition!

"They fought a rogue...how did this happen?!" she demanded, leaping down from the rock and looking over the tom and she-cat of her Clan. She would later realize that Snowstar had already explained, but right now she was in a panic. Despite her normally calm leadership, this war had her on edge and this just threw her over the cliff. "Umberwings, please come tend to these two right away!" she called, loudly enough to be heard from TreeClan. Shuffling from paw to paw, she stared around, her eyes wide with concern.

Shadowstreak had since fell unconscious again and Tinderspark was left with only the StoneClan cats for comfort. He was worried for his sister and for the friend that had helped him find her. The tom was not prepared to live his life in this world of battle and loyalties, but he would stay long enough to see his sister recovered. Then he would ultimately have to decide what to do...

Dragonpelt did as his mate suggested. No matter what place he may hold in his own Clan, here he was an intruder and they only brought terrible news. For the moment, all that mattered to him was that the ones he loved lived, no matter what Clan they were from. He regarded the MistClan leader with as much respect as he could muster. His children needed to be seen to as well and he hoped that they could carry on to their own territory without any more confrontation. Dragonpelt wanted desperately to see that his sons were getting medical care.

[Snowstar]

_{[Lilly-luff, Snowstar ordered Pinedark to take the kittens back to Stoneclan. ^^ They're not here]}

Snowstar pinned her ears back in shock. Though she was expecting such a reaction, she had no idea that Lillystar had such a voice! It echoed across the cavern, and bounced back and hit Snowstar with the force of Starclan upon her. She bore it well, though, even if she was not used to echo's and caverns. Stoneclan was her home, out under the open stars.

"I am assuming she came to help us, having heard the commotion that rogue tom was causing.." She said bitterly, casting her gaze beyond the waterfall. "These two-" She said, indicating with her tail the rust and black tom at her feet and the worried Tinderspark at her flanks. She decided to clarify, since her original story was rushed and frantic. "- I'm assuming they came to help her. I've no idea where they came from, though i'm hoping you know..." She looked over her shoulder at Dragonpelt, nodding in approval. He did have courtesy towards the other clancats; she was proud, since the tom was fiercely loyal. Though Snowstar's loyalties would never be divided, she had a certain kindness to her, the need to help cats from any clan.

... And with the war upon them, everybody could use all the help they could get...

_{Rustshade murmered incoherently as this all went on, hardly aware of anything as he flashed between conciousness and unconciousness. Even when awake, he might as well have been a vegetable as he shuddered solemnly where he lay. "Shadowstreak has to be alright.. She can't be.." He paused, opening his eyes to thin slits. But they were glassy and unseeing. As the leader called out the medicine cats name, he fell into total unconciousness, murmering a single "... Umberwings.." before the darkness came for him.}

[autumn]

_{ooc - I'm so confused. You guys posted too fast xDDD Just kidding I luff joo all. What's happening with Autumnkit and her brothers? They're at StoneClan camp? Did anyone get hurt during the thread with them and Anarachy?}

[Bristleclaw]

_{Bristleclaw's head whipped around as Snowstar entered the MistClan camp, dragging...Rustshade! She glanced around at Umberwings and Ripplemist; the three of them were best friends, and she knew that they'd need to see him. She glanced around then at Dodgepaw, smiled, and turned back and stood. "Oh StarClan..." she whispered, her gray eyes wide with horror and shock. A rogue fight...and kits were involved? A leader's litter, at that. She wondered how Snowstar felt, and Dragonpelt.}

[Shadow Spirit]

Lillystar recoiled at the echo of her own voice. She hadn't meant to be so loud, but her emotions had gotten the better of her.

"Sorry for that..." she apologized, drawing her paw across her ear. "Umberwings will tend to them now...and I thank you all for helping bring them here, I have no ill feelings..." Then she turned to address the rest of her Clan. "Would a few of you please come and help take these two to the medicine den, they need urgent help!" Turning back to her visitors, she sighed heavily. "I bid you leave now, no one will bother you at the borders...so please go home and tend to your kits..." "Tinderspark, you may stay with us as long as you like, when Shadowstreak is well...we will discuss things..."

The mottled she-cat then leapt back to the top of the high rock. She eased herself to her belly and lay atop the perch, supervising.

Tinderspark walked quietly past the StoneClan cats and into the MistClan camp. Even here, he felt like a total stranger. He knew his sister needed urgent help and he wanted to stay nearby. So he decided to follow whoever took her to the medicine den. For now at least, this was his home.

Dragonpelt nodded solemnly to Lillystar and turned to head back home. Meowing to Snowstar, he picked up his pace into a trot. He was not fond of the wetness in this part of the forest, but he had to admit that the caves and waterfall would do well to keep kits inside the camp...

[Lucky]

Giddyheart looked around. Snowstar was here? But why? All this was just too much for him. He flattened his ears so he couldn't hear, but the loud voices of talking cats battered right through to his head. He whimpered, and looked at Ripplemist. He wanted to talk to her.

His tan tail swished. He wasn't going to talk to her by just sitting there, so he decided to pad towards her, and quietly called her name. Ripplemist?

[Bovine]

Murmers turned to thrumming and thrumming turned into echoes as the young she-cat's ears suddenly seemed to turn on a switch. Her senses were all hazing back to her now as she opened heavily-lidded eyes.
There was a blur of tawny-grey, tabby marked fur in front of her that, when her eyes came back into focus, she recognized as Mister at once.
Wow her head felt heavy.
Well it's about time. Her companion said musingly. You were asleep for ages. I didn't think you'd wake up. There was that familiar smile.
G'mornin Mister...or afternoon. Or whatever time it is. What'd I miss?
Lots, by the look of it. His voice was grim.
Bluepaw lifted herself so that she was in a sitting position, dazedly looking about the Camp. There were strange scents everywhere, and those from other clans.
What really was going on around here?

[Ripplemist]

"Rustshade!?"

Ripplemist brushed past Giddyheart as she bounded over to the fallen figure of one of her kithood friends, barely noticing the tan tom and her whispered name. Skidding to a halt by Rustshade's side, she glanced at the non-MistClan cats standing about him.

What happened?
Who was that lying next to him?
....Shadowstreak?

Ripplemist's ears were laid flat against her head as she listened to the black she-cat that she recognised to be StoneClan's new leader. So Rustshade and Shadowstreak had been injured in a battle with rogues that involved three kits?

...sounded like their battle with BoneClan.

Sitting down, she gazed about her helplessly, perhaps hoping to spot her best friend and the medicine cat, Umberwings. Maybe she was in her den. Her injured clanmates would have to be dragged there, then. Twitching her tail, Ripplemist stood back up again, and grasping the scruff of Rustshade's neck firmly with her jaws, began to pull him towards the Medicine Cat's den.

[Bristleclaw]

<sub>Bristleclaw followed Ripplemist with her intense gray eyes sadly. As the blue-gray warrior began to drag Rustshade to Umberwings' den, the even bigger fae ran over and grabbed a part of his scruff that Ripplemist wasn't holding. She nodded to Ripplemist, her gray eyes filled with understanding. "Ichhk ohkai," she meowed, meaning to say, 'It's okay.' Her words were muffled through Rustshade's fur.

The giant she-cat glanced around. Umberwings was....probably in her den. Bristleclaw's tail dragged over the floor of the camp, and she barely lifted her paws off of the ground.</sub>

[Lucky]

My name isn't... Oh...Giddyheart turned his head slowly around. His eyes narrowed and he low growl rumbled in his chest. Nevermind, it wasn't that important. He made a U-turn and stalked back into the ocean of cats sitting in the clearing. Why did he try to chase after her? I shouldn't care about her or her wimpy friends. But the tan tom couldn't help but turn and stare.

[Onyxdart]

Andromeda was back sitting in that ocean of cats, not going forward towards the wounded at all. There wasn't really anything she could do, actually, so she just hung around in the crowd.

She saw Giddyheart go towards Ripplemist, and likewise be ignored, or at the very least unnoticed. She also saw him glare, and retreat. One ear flipped sideways. Probably anything she said wouldn't help anyway. Relationships were not her forte. Maybe if one of her brothers were around... but they weren't, and she had no advice to give. So she stayed where she was, tail tapping on the ground meditatively, shoulders hunched up as she watched everything worriedly.

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[Firetheory]

"Now now, youngin'. You shouldn't be upset... There are wounded cats over there, it is right of her to worry. As soon as things settle down.. Well.. I'm sure you'll get your chance.." Said a voice kindly behind Giddyheart. A blazing red and orange tom rounded into his periffereal (sp?) view and stood in front of him, a calm smile on his face. "I presume you think a lot is hectic right now...

Well, I won't lie to you, it is.." He said softly, looking over at the site of the two she-cats carrying the wounded black and rusty tom to a den. Medicine Cat's den, he presumed. He looked around for anybody helping the other she-cat, Shadowstreak, was it not? If nobody would help in a moment, he would volunteer to help. "No worries, you'll get a chance to talk to her soon enough." He gave a kind smile. "What's your name, by the way?

They call me Firetheory."