() BoneClan () Part 2 () Sounds Like Fun! NOT. () ((OPEN!))

She had just wanted to be with Scarheart, she felt comforted. "I'm.. I'm sorry." She felt compelled to say. "I acted.. Really weird with the whole Scratch thing and.. yeah." Bonestar said, sighing, ears down.

"Oh, it's fine," Scarheart assured, wrapping around Bonestar for her comfort. "It's all over now, and we can be together more," He said optomisticly.

Bonestar nodded, purring slightly. "Yup," She smiled. "He's gone for good, thank StarClan," She grinned playfully.

Silver watched her leader walk away. She sighed. How boring it was. She yowled and vanished into the brush.

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Bonestar nodded, purring slightly. "Yup," She smiled. "He's gone for good, thank StarClan," She grinned playfully.

"How about we start that off by hunting a bit? The prey pile looks a little low," Scarheart smiled. He loved being with Bonestar even more ever since they mated.

Frostpaw grinned. "I'll race ya to camp." She said, and dashed off.

Scratchpaw grinned, bounding after her.
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Bonestar nodded, "Sure," They padded out, nearly being knocked over by Frostpaw and Scratchpaw.

Scarheart sighed as he watched Scratchpaw dashing. "He'll be a great warrior someday," He assured Bonestar.

Scratchpaw passed Frostpaw slightly, but then he slowed by mistake, her taking the lead.

Bonestar nodded in agreement, watching her son and Frostpaw running. "Yeah, he'll be great."

"Well, let's just get back to the hunting," Scarheart replied, and started towards the deeper part of the forest.

Bonestar nodded, following. She flicked her ears, sniffing and listening closely.

Scarheart also sniffed, pointing his head in all directions.

Bonestar crouched down low, and stalked forward, his tail low but not so much that it dragged. She pounced, and cleanly nipped the vole on the neck.

Scarheart mimiced Bonestar like he did in his early years. He smiled and lunged into a random bush, only finding an abandoned mouse.

Bonestar grinned, burying her prey. She knew Scarheart copied her, even when he was younger he had. She found it sort of funny, but cute none the less.

SCarheart laughed nervously as he buried his prey. He knew she knew, but it didn't matter.

Bonestar rolled her eyes playfully. He could be so funny, not meaning too, but still, sometimes. She caught another mouse, and smiled at the sky. The sun was setting, and the sky was turning reddish and pink, and even purple.

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Scratchpaw grinned, bounding after her.
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Bonestar nodded, "Sure," They padded out, nearly being knocked over by Frostpaw and Scratchpaw.

Frostpaw beat him to camp and padded in. She smirked when he came in a while after.

"Heh," Scratchpaw grinned, dropping is prey.

"I win!" Frostpaw teased him. She smiled and padded over to Featherpaw.

"BLEH," Scratchpaw teased, and padded away.

Featherpaw grinned. "I did good, didn't I?"

Frostpaw looked at her questioningly. "What do you mean?" She asked.

Featherpaw grinned evilly. "I left you alone for a reason with him," She snickered. "Geez, I could hear him yowling form cmap, what was that about?"

Frostpaw frowned. He fell from the oak tree. Or almost. I pulled him up, and he thinks I'm a hero. I'm not, right?" She said.

Featherpaw gaped at her. "Frostpaw, you saved my cousin from dying, I'm pretty sure you're a hero in ALOT of people's eyes."