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Welcome to the forest. We are ThunderClan, the fierce and brave.

(Can't wait untill the roleplay starts! Sunstar and Blueheart are gonna be EPIC!! :3)

(Same,by the way,do we make our own characters here or do we use ones from the books?)

(The character you made in the Create-A-Cat section is who you'll be using. The roleplay takes moons after the book series.)

(You make your own cat. And Storm is right.)

(Can we please rp?)

(Not yet, we gotta wait till we get a few more characters. Be patient.
And when your talking in OOC, please state that or put parentheses around it. Thank you!)

(okay. Just a few more. you can tough this out)

(Seriously.... We need to be able to tell if you are OOC... Some people RP without using *'s so it can get confusing when people go OOC without stating it or using parentheses)

(This is going to be awesome! I love Rp,ing! Bluefrost is my fave OC!)

(Yeah I like all my originals)

(Thanks for fixing the problem Sunsetclouds....)

*Bluefeather looked at her herb stock in her den, sorting through them and checking if it was all still good to use.*

*Darkshade padded out of the hazel bush the elder's den was in, and sat down to groom her fur on her shoulder. The sun was begining to shine in the sky, but the camp was still cold with the little snowfall they had the night before. Leafbare. she thought and rolled her eyes.*

*Blackpaw snoozed in the apprentices den, curled up with his tail over his nose.*

(Yay, roleplaying!!)

*Tinykit sat in the kit's den. Out of curiosity, she padded to the entrance and let out a small, weak mewl.

Graypelt bounded into the clearing from the area outside. In his mouth was a white squirrel and a mouse. "This is all I could find," he announced, and sat it in the small fresh kill pile. He sat down and licked his paws, occasionally combing them over his face.*

*Falconpaw rushed after the hare, knowing that it would be a valueable piece of prey for the clan if he could catch it. Unfortunatly, as the fact that he was a new apprentice who had been apprenticed not long ago, he had not gained any experience with catching prey yet. Therefore he had stepped on a twig and cracked it, which made the hare run for it. In frustration he ran after it, his long legs flying over the ground. I will not let the hare escape my grasp. I shall have my revenge on it for tearing my ear apart. he told himself, which gave him the will to run faster even though his legs was aching with exhaustion. Finally, when he decided he was close enough he planted his hind legs into the ground firmly and made a leap, clutching the hares back. It let out a startled sound, but Falconpaw quickly made it fall to the ground along with himself. The two of them fighting fiercly against each other to see who was the strongest.

After a long while battling the hare, he had managed to kill it. It lay silently on the ground, it's neck bloodied at the point where he had bitten. Pleased with himself he picked up the hare, and marched back to his clan with his tail held up high with pride. The hare was quite large though, and being such a small apprentice it's feet rubbed softly against the ground as he walked. When he got back to camp, he went over to the fresh-kill pile and laid it down there, picking a mouse for himself to feast on. He was terribly hungry, so a plump mouse would do. His disappointment was large as he realised there was no plump mice there, only a few scrawny ones. He sighed, reminding himself that it was leafbare and that they probably wouldn't be getting any plump prey in a few moons. Picking the mouse which Graypelt had caught he went over to the apprentice den and laid down there, devouring the mouse hungrily.*