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

((Dun dun dunn. xDD I'ma wait for Leafster and the rest of the gang..))

Graypaw stalked forward, and nearly missed the vole, but managed to catch it quickly.

((M'kay))

Scarheart smiled. He shouldn't act like this, but it was natural.

Frostpaw yawned, and stood up. She smiled at the sky, and padded out of the apprentice den.
Berrywhisker sighed and flicked his tail at Featherpaw.

((I'll make a random warrior named.. Stormclaw! xD He'll be Frostpaw's mentor. =D ))

Featherpaw grinned. "Are we going hunting or are we going to practice battle moves?" Featherpaw asked eagerly. It was hard keeping track of her borderline insane brother (xD) with all the new and cool apprentice things to do.

Stormclaw spotted Frostpaw and smiled as she admired the sky.

((Uhhh............. wheres Silver? She's not on the front DDDDDDD=))

Silver padded along through the deep lush spring, tail flicking with amusement for she was bored. She could hear the apprentices and sighed. She didnt know. She padded onward. New things happened everyday. Something else lead to another thing. Things lead to problems. She sighed with annoyance. She had to ask BoneStar something. She pointed her nose to the sky and yowled, an airy errie yowl that sent chills up one's spine.

Berrywhisker chuckled. "Calm down, Featherpaw. We'll go hunting." He answered. THe three apprentices of Amberfeather's were only allowed in the forest with their mentor's because of Scratch's wereabouts. Berrywhisker stood up slowly and started toward the entrance of camp.

Featherpaw stopped hyperventilating long enough to nod and follow quickly. She hadn't forgotten about Scratch, she still lurked in her thoughts sometimes. But not as much as Graypaw, and wayyy different thoughts about him then Graypaw. She knew that they were being protected specially, just because of who their father was, and pretty much hated it.
((Silver is added.))

Berrywhisker held her through to ferns. He sniffed and caught scent of a mouse. He glanced at Featherpaw, letting her know she could try.

Featherpaw crouched down low, took a few light steps, and lunged. She got the prey hooked cleanly on her claw, and gave it a good bite on the neck for good measure. She learned FAST.

Berrywhisker smiled. "Wonderful catch." He praised.

(Scratch? Where is he?)

((Lurking around the forest, being an idiotical freakozio- I mean. The first part, before the comma and the rant. xDD))

Featherpaw grinned, and then flinched, seeing a flash of gray fur and hearing the ferns and bushes rustle loudly. Pawsteps pounded on the ground, fading away into the distance. "Am i heearing thhings?" Featherpaw asked, voice muffled.

Berryhisker saw atch she saw. He knew who it was. "Come on." He said sternly, and quickly escorted his apprentice away.

Featherpaw picked up her prey, and trotted after him, and kept looking behind her. At one point, she turned around again and went head first into a tree which Berrywhisker had simply stepped around. "Whoops," She muttered. Once back at camp, she looked at her mentor. "It was him, he's back, isn't he?"

Berrywhisker nodded, and ran over to Bonestar. He looked at her. "He's back. He was dashing around me and Featherpaw." He said, his voice full of concern.

Bonestar's eyes widened. "Oh StarClan," Bonestar whispered. "Graypaw can't know, he just can't." She mutttered. He was a little murderous FREAK.

Graypaw padded up to Featherpaw. "What's going on?"

"Ummmmmmmmmmmmm..." Featherpaw said. "I dunno." She lied.

Whitepaw overheard Berrywhisker, and froze.

"You're lying," Graypaw teasted. "Now, c'mon, tell me."

"Um. You probably shouldn't know." Featherpaw said, looking down at the ground.

Stormclaw talked a TEENSY bit to loudly. "Scratch is back?" He asked Bonestar.

Graypaw's jaw dropped.

Whitepaw wanted to tackle Stormclaw. "Nice goin' Mouse dung! Now I have to go waste some poppy seed on Graypaw!" She whined, and disappeared into her den.
Berrywhisker noticed her was by Graypaw. "Well, goodbye." He said quickly and hurried off.

Graypaw looked around the Clan, they were pretty much all staring at him. Graypaw's mouth was wide open, and he tried to find the words. "HE'S. DEAD!" He yowled, and charged into the forest. Alone.

"The Clan is officially doomed." Featherpaw moaned, charging after her borderline insane brother. "Wait!"

Whitepaw and Frostpaw zipped after Featherpaw and Graypaw.
Berrywhisker moaned. "I'm not following." He said.

((We should probably wait for everybody else, eh? xDD))

((MESA HERE FOR A LITTLE!))

Scarheart dashed towards his apprentice. "Graypaw, WAIT!" He called.

(Kay. Her's here. Go again. xD)

"NO! I'M KILLING HIM! I'M GETTING HIM ONCE AND FOR ALL!" Graypaw snarled, not paying attention to basically his whole Clan behind him trying to chase him down. Graypaw cackled, and scented Scratch, a mix of that and crow food. He followed the scent, delighted.

"GRAYPAW! YOU'RE MAKING A MISTAKE!" Featherpaw yowled, chasing down and then pinning her brother quick as possible. "What would Mom say?" She asked gently.

Whitepaw stopped in front of Graypaw, aong with Frostpaw. She frowned. "Uh, Featherpaw? She would let him do it, actually." She confessed.