Returning to camp.

[Silentclaw]

Silentclaw walked silently into the camp, glancing around. He glanced around with dark amber eyes, planning with every pawstep he took. The peices of his plan were coming together, but there was one thing missing. It was Silentclaw leading the rouges. He had to think of a way to gain the position of leadership. But how? He looked up and saw the rock which Darkfur and than the Night had both adressed the rouges, often giving speeches to them before a battle. He stared at it, an idea forming in his mind. Suddenly, he lept at it, climbing up to stand on top of it, looking down at the rouges through narrowed eyes. He waited for them to notice he was standing where the leader of the rouges usually stood...

[Ragged & Others]

Silver sat under the rock. She looked up where Phantom/Silentclaw sat. What was up? Had they won or lost the battle? Where was The Night, and why wasn't she on the rock where Silentclaw sat with narrowed eyes. If the Night died, why wasn't Savannahheart up there? She was so curious about it all. She sat down and waited for someone explain it to her. She sat, fur- by- fur with War, her twin brother, who was mintutes older.

A brown cat sat beside Silver. His fur pricked up, as he wondered the same exxact questions that Silver had thought. They were haunting him, with a raging battle of wonder. Had the oh mighty rogues won? Had The Night died, or was she just appearing fashionably late? Where was everybody?

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[Savannah&Faith]

[glow=navy,2,300]They didn't know yet! The tabby queen thought. Phantom was up on the rock. A few kits looked lost. Savannahheart set down the kit she was carring, and hopped up to the rock. "Phantom, they don't know yet? Shall I tell them?" She asked, but didn't wait for a answer. The rogues that surrounded them looked curiously up at Savannahheart and Phantom. The spotted queen went out to the tip of the rock. It was still sturdy. Her sea blue eyes had changed back from clover green. She looked out among the cats, and cleared her throat.

"All you rogues, you fought hard and well. We lost, for those who were wondering. Nightsprit perished in the battle, and we are all glad. I gave birth as well. So if you were wondering why Silentclaw, or those who know him as Phantom is up here, is why:
As you know, I am a queen of three kits, and long before that, well Phantom/Silentclaw had made a deal. We plotted and planned against Nightsprit since the beggining. Finally, Blackthorn, and Silentclaw were able to over throw her. I stand here today to tell you that I am nott strong enough to take the postion of The Wise, or in other words, the Rogue Leader. So Silentclaw and me decided that he should take the postion. So he is now or strong and wise leader.

Thank- you"

Savannahheart winked at Silentclaw before hopping down, her legs still wobblily from the birth. She turned and picked up the kit she was holding, and began licking it.[/glow]

[Nightfur and Co.]

Thistle, carrying Faith, and Thorn, carrying Hope, came into camp after Savvanahheart. They set the tom's kits down, and they scrambled over to their mother. Thistle smiled.

"Lovely, ain't it?" she said quietly. "No more war. No more anger."

"No chance of going home?" Thorn asked, just as quiet. Thistle shook her head.

"I don't care anymore. I tried; this is where I belong now."

Thorn licked his first love's head. "Good for you, This." He went to sit with Savvanahheart, looking expectantly at Silentclaw. Thistle sighed, looking around for Talon. She had news for him, news she had just found out about.

"Are you mad, Savvanah?" Thorn asked his mate, wagging his tail for the stronger she-kits to play with. "About not being the Wise, and still being Protector?"

[firekit]

Talon walked up to Thistle, giving her a small and friendly lick. They were now officialy mated... and it was nice. He looked at her with warm and friendly amber eyes. He mewed a warm, "Your back?" Right now, he was still in shock about the greedy and evil Savannahheart saying she was to weak for being The Wise. He would of never thought it!

[Silentclaw]

Silentclaw nodded to Savannahheart respectfully. His face showed some of his gratitude to her as he looked at her, but the look changed as soon as he turned back to the rouges. "Enjoy the peace as it last. As soon as everyone's able to fight, we'll begin making plans to attack the clans. Any questions?" He spoke confidently, though he wasn't sure what he was doing. By now, though, he knew it wouldn't be good for a leader to show he wasn't sure what to do. He watched the rouges carefully to see their reaction to this news.

[Nightfur and Co.]

[glow=red,2,300]About to purr something to Talon, Thistle looked up at Silentclaw instead. "What!" she yowled. "We have just finished fighting with the Clans under false judgement of BloodClan; you now want to attack them again?" She stood, her tail lashing. "What kind of fool are you, Silentclaw? We could enjoy this peace, we don't need to fight them!" SHe knew she was wrong to defy their leader, but the words wouldn't stop. "Is there an abosulte need to go into battle with any of them?" She narrowed her eyes at the tomcat, claws out.[/glow]

Thorn's mouth opened wide. What was Thistle doing? Had she no sense? "Kits, to the nursery," he mewed to his kits. "You too, Savvanah. This could get ugly."

[Savannah&Faith]

//We need new rpers for our kits. All the old ones became inactive. Do you want one of them, Thorn?//

[glow=navy,2,300]Savannahheart gave a short snort, "The kits need to learn about what goes on around here." She winked at Thorn, "We have to expose them at a early age." She mewed. And then contuined licking her kits. The spotted she-cat was able to keep her cool, when inside, she was panicking with rage. Who's side would I be on if a battle breaks out? Thorn would defeniatly choose Thistles', but I can't show unloyalty to one of the only survivors from Darkfur. Phantom, and me are the only rogues left from the time of Darkfur. But I can't show unloyalty to my kits and Thorn. Oh, StarClan! Even though she didn't beleive in the stars being our god, she wwas still able to curse at them.[/glow]

[firekit]

Talon watched Thorn. This is how Talon had fallen in love with the silver she-cat, her ablilty to speak up without any shiness. The finger tom stood up, fur touching with Thistle, his tail flicking, "Yes! We should do without attacking the clans! They helped us get rid of The Night. Give it time!" Talon agreed with Phantom though, about attacking the clans, but he couldn't let Thistle know that. So he bared his long white teeth and growled.

[Nightfur and Co.]

OOC: Sure. I'll take Luckykit. Didn't Blackthorn take Hope? If she did, I can PM her and you can have Faith, if you want.

BIC:

[glow=red,2,300]Thorn nodded solemnly. "If we must, Savvanahheart." Stop thinking like a ThunderClan cat! he admonitioned himself. Rogue kits are strong; they don't need to be conjoled like Clan kits! He snorted at his thoughts and pushed them away.

Luckykit looked up at his dad, than his mother. Lastly he looked at Aunt Thistle. She didn't look like she was too happy. But the little kit couldn't say anything; he couldn't speak like his sisters could, and he was smaller than them.

Thistle looked gratefully at Talon, purring happily. This sound soon died away, and she returned to glaring at Silentclaw.[/glow]

[Silentclaw]

Silentclaw lept down from his perch to look Thistle in the eye. He concealed anger from his expression, but his voice revealed the anger he felt. "Thistle, only a mouse brain would think that this peace can last. Look around. We have nothing to eat. Bloodclan and Nightclan took most of our food with them when they left, and this place barely had enough to feed all it's members before. With more mouths to feed and less apprentices, we will have to depend on only a few cats hunting in clan territory. The clans won't take kindly to that, now will they?" He took a breath and calmed his voice. "They will attack in retaliation, and that will cost us dearly." His look flickered to Savannahheart's kits, and all the other rouges. "There are things we can do to protect ourselves, but in the long run, we aren't strong enough to out last the clans in a defensive battle. We can take time to recover and build up a defense, but in the end it's either them or us." His eyes narrowed at a sudden thought, and his tone turned deadly. ''Unless of course, you want to go back to the clans."

[Savannah&Faith]

//Gotcha ya. But I don't think Blackthorn rped Hope, it was Swiftfoot.//

[glow=navy,2,300]Savannahheart understood Phantom 100 percent. She knew that he had a point, but Thistle would really take the insult Phantom had just thrown at her hard! Savannahheart knew it. She looked at her three kits, Lucky, Hope, and Faith and stuck her tail infront of Faith and Hope. She knew Luckyki wouldn't fight, but if a battle did break out, Hope or Faith would try. Savannahheart learned that they had their mother's personality on the way back from the war. The spotted she-cat hoped Thisle wouldn't start a fight though, dearly.[/glow]

[glow=green,2,300]Faith gave a small growl, but it sounded more like a grunt then a growl, for she hadn't learned yet how to hiss. The brman didn't know how to unsheath her claws yet, but after a while trying, she figured it out, and unsheathed small but sharp claws. Her sea blue eyes gazed upon her Aunt Thistle, and Uncle Talon stood side-by-side ready by all meanings to fight. But as she received her mother's tail in her face, Faith quickly gave her mother a sharp glance, and a ugly face to show her disapproval.[/glow]

[Nightfur and Co.]

Thistle stared right back at him, but her gaze faltered when he asked her if she wanted to go back. She thought long and hard, thinking of all the good times she had had in ThunderClan, but also what she had done. She had followed in Tigerstar's pawsteps and tried to kill her leader. They would never take her back, and she accepted that. But now, when she was faced with the question, a lump caught in her throat.

Thorn saved her saying anything by stepping up, pushing the she-cat back and saving her from having to answer. "Fighting between us will only complicate things later," he meowed strongly. He looked at Silentclaw, unblinking. "Everyone one of us here who were once Clan cats came here for a reason. Once we stepped into this camp, there was no turning back. Of course Thistle, nor myself, wants to go. You want to question our loyalty, go right ahead."

[Ragged & Others]

Silver moved her silver tail. She was enjoying the fight that Phantom and Thistle were fighting. Savannahheart as on Phantom's side and Talon on Thistle's. She personly sided with Phantom. She hated peace, and wanted to see what it was like to fight the clans. She should be made a apprentice soon, along with War her older, and like a body gaurd instead of a brother. She also had her eye on Luckykit. He was handsome, but she wouldnt admit it to War.

War watched stiffly, by Silver's side, his claws unsheathed, he saw Silver eyeing Luckykit with her beautfiul leafy green eyes. He smiled, but kept his claws unsheathed, his teeth bared.

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[Silentclaw]

Silentclaw noticed Thistle's gaze falter, but Thorn spoke before he could bring attention to it. At first he continued to glare at Thorn, and it looked like he was about to attack. Instead, he sheathed his claws and let his aggressive stance drop. "Well said Thorn." Silentclaw commented, his voice relaxed and sincere. "I think I might actually trust what you say." He would think about Thistle's reaction to his question later. "Are there any other... complaints?" He asked, looking around the camp.

[~B*l*a*z*e~]

[glow=brown,2,300]"Yes! I have been a kit for more then 16 moons! Savannahheart and I have been training and so I think that I shall be made a rogue warrior, for we have covered stragies, hunting, and everything you shall need to know!" She spoke, and growled cruelly. Her bright green eyes sat dull against her beautiful gold and white body. She waited unpatiently for Silentclaw's response.[/glow]

[Nightfur and Co.]

[glow=red,2,300]Thorn nodded, and stepped back, motioning for Thistle to follow. But she wasn't done.

"Think?" she growled, taking a step forward. "You are going to think that what he says is the truth? You wouldn't know the truth if it stared you in the eyes! I may have been a Clan cat before, but my loyalties lie here now! How you could...could question that loyalty, when I just fought for our side, is ridiculous! I didn't turn on you in battle; why would I turn on you now?"

"Thistle!" hissed Thorn in warning.

"No, Thorn!" yowled Thistle. She glowered at Silentclaw. "I know you think I am lieing, everyone does! Because no one can believe a former ThunderClan cat, can they? Because Clan cats are so despised that we have to be rid of them! If you still question my loyalty, after the time and effort I have put into protecting this new life of mine," She unsheathed her claws. "Then fight me! To the death, if you deem me scum!"[/glow]

OOC: That is not an invitation to kill her. I don't want her to die until she has her first litter of kits. Just so you know. ^-^

[firekit]

[glow=black,2,300]"Thistle, don't do this!" Talon spoke, panic sorrouning his voice. She didn't know what she was up against. Talon's grey eyes were swirling with fear. "Please..." He asked, sofltly, and attempted to nuzzle her to calm her down.[/glow]

[Silentclaw]

Silentclaw was about to answer Moth when Thistle spoke. He stared at her, feeling a wave of rage fill him, and than unsheathed his own claws. His eyes turned a liquid gold color as a blood lust started to take hold of him. It was similar to the Night's ballistic and was a trait shared by all former Sunclan cats. It would improve his ability to fight, and think if he choose to attack Thistle. "I question your beliefs. You seem to think we should continue to scrounge around in the mud with barely enough to feed us all. All for peace. Is that the life you want for the rouges?" His voice was deadly calm, and seemed to express his anger more than yelling ever would. "Is that the life you want for future generations of rouges? I believe they should grow up somewhere they don't have to look over their shoulder constantly for enemy patrols when hunting, or live in a cramped space with some bad tempered elders. I think they deserve better, and I'll fight to give them something better. Will you?" He looked her straight in the eye the whole time he was speaking. "It's one thing to say you'll fight to preserve the kind of life you have now. It's another to fight to give someone else a chance at a better life."

[Nightfur and Co.]

[glow=red,2,300]"Stay out of this, Talon!" snapped Thistle to her mate. She noticed the glint in Silentclaw's eyes, but wouldn't show her fear.

"I am not saying this is a good life, right at the moment," she meowed, calmer, if only just a bit. Her claws were still out--she stille expected to fight Silentclaw. "But why fight when we can keep our business our business and just wait? Longer than you want, of course. So it's not so good now--fighting the Clans, though it may be fun, is not the right answer. We could move someplace better, we could compromise with them, we could do anything other than fight them. Those are my beliefs; believe them if you want. I won't stop you, either way." With that, she turned and stalked off, not bothering to wait for Silentclaw to answer. She knew when she had lost a battle; she just wanted the last words, if only that.

Thorn watched Thistle, jaw open and gaping, leave for her den. He was about to come to her defense, but decided not to. this was her fight, and if there was one thing he had learned from all these moons as her friend, it was best to let her fight her own battles.[/glow]

[Savannah&Faith]

[glow=navy,2,300]Savannahheart watched, she almost wanted to applaue for Moth, the new Moth. But she was right, Savannnahheart and Moth had been training for a while, and Moth deserved to become a warrior. Wolf and Rain, were unknown, but Moth was anew.[/glow]

[glow=green,2,300]Faith gruted, her sea blue eyes gracefully danced up to her mother's identicle ones. You could see, then and there that Faith hated Moth. Moth had already stolen her mother's heart, and so Faith was mad. She didn't even get a chance. So finally, she took a look at her small brother, Luckykit and smirked, "To bad, Aunt Thistle lost!- But I can tell you'll already grow up just like her... a aggresive loser!" //Sorry, if that was offensive at all costs, Faith is pretty mean.// Her amber face curked into a scrunch.[/glow]

[Silentclaw]

Silentclaw let a moment o by after Thistle's last words. He than turned to the group, whathing their reaction carefully. Than he spoke, adressing Moth's complaint. "I'll make you an official rouge tonight."

(Any specific name you want?)

[Nightfur and Co.]

[glow=red,2,300]Thorn let out a sigh of relief when Silentclaw disregarded Thistle's words. They would be safe, for now, at least.[/glow]

((Since Burningwing hasn't taken up responsibility yet...))

[glow=red,2,300]Luckykit let out a small growl, which turned into a squeak. He looked at his sister with cold eyes, tail lashing. I wish I could speak! WIth another squeak, he stood, letting out a whole line of the noises. Thorn turned to his kits and put a tail between them.

"Stop it, you two!" he ordered.[/glow]

[~B*l*a*z*e~]

//No... you can just name her whatever//

[glow=black,2,300]Moth nodded, sastisfied with the new rogue leader's answer. Her eyes staed dull as she sat down, and waited for someone to speak up with a complaint, someone new atleast, that hasn't spoken yet. Her gold tail flicked as she waited. Moth began to groom herself, she had to look nice for her ceromony, so the gold and white kit/apprentice began to lick her fur rapidly and gracefully.[/glow]

[Savannah&Faith]

[glow=navy,2,300]Savannahheart was contuinilsly looking at Moth with the look of a mother. Her soft sea blue orbs had toatlly seemed to melt away he eviliness they always seem to have... or atleast for that night. The spotted mother was indeed proud of that mean kit, that gold and white apprentice, that green eyed soon-to-be warrior. Moth had it all. She had beauty, she had strength, brains, she even had eviliness of a rogue. Not one of her kits that she knew of had everyone of them. Savannahheart glanced at the birman, named Faith, then next the unfornet replica of Savannahheart, Hope, and after that the terribly small, Luckykit. They had the fiestiness of course. Luckykit seemed to be confindent, although he couldn't talk yet. Faith seemed to be having a jump start on everything, she could talk and to double that rather well, and Hope... Hope was unsportsman... atleast like Savannahheart. She gently flicked her tail and watched her kits to disobey Thorn and keep argueing... it was actully kind of entertaining to Savannahheart.[/glow]

[glow=green,2,300]Faith gave her dad a cold glare. "No, and don't boss me around!" She talked sharply as if she was talking to someone that was trying to control her... like a leader or something, and not her father. She licked her mddy paw to keep it clean as she then made fun of Luckykit, "So... what did you say... Squeak, squeak... squeak?" Faith was a mean cat. Colder then Savannahheart was, her own mother. She was mean! But she couldn't help herself... or atleast that is what she would tell her father later, or let's just say... lie to him later.[/glow]

[Nightfur and Co.]

[glow=red,2,300]Thorn's gaze hardened. "Faith, stop right this instant! Leave your brother be!" His only son was the light of his life, next to his mate, and he tried to protect the little guy whenever he could, especially from his sister. Hope wasn't a problem; but Faith...oh, Faith! She had the cold heart of a rogue, and eyes like nettles. Just like her mother. But Luckykit had been born backwards; he was smaller than most kits, and more vulnerable than them, too. He was lucky to be alive, really. "Any further insuborniation will be sufferly punished!" His claws shot out. He really didn't want to hurt his daughter, but she needed to learn her lesson.

Luckykit glowered at Faith. Leave me alone! But the line only came out as more noises, high-pitched and angry. Just 'cause yer bigger 'n be dudn't mean you can boss me around! He swallowed the lump in his throat and ducked under his father's tail. He knew Thorn meant well, but honestly, he could take care of himself![/glow]

[Savannah&Faith]

[glow=green,2,300]Faith refused to listen to her father. She gave him another cold glare. He was to nice, and Faith was to stubborn. "Come on... keep talkin'! Here I can speak your lauguage just as well. Here... Speak... squeak, squeaky, squeak!" Faith would really hurt Luckykit... she knew it, but she couldn't help herself. Now she was on a roll, and couldn't stop herself. Her sea blue orbs soaked themselfs in coldly. As she spoke her tail flicked.[/glow]

[glow=navy,2,300]Savannahheart looked down at her daughter. "Enough!" She hissed coldly. Savannahheart brought her head down and sharply bit the amber and white kit on the ear. As she let out it was vaguely bleeding, but yet, there were two peircing teeth mark that almost cut through the entire soft spot of the ear.[/glow]

[glow=green,2,300]Faith didn't want to, but she yowled a cry of pain and agony. Her ear began bleeding. Scarlet red blood dripped from where her mother, her own mother had bit her. It hurt as if StarClan had froze over the rogues and stopped the badness that controlled the clans. "You evil..." she began cursing at her mother.[/glow]

[Nightfur and Co.]

[glow=red,2,300]Thorn stuffed his fluffed-up grey tail in his kit's mouth, holding his other back with an immobile paw. "That's is quite enough, young lady!" he growled at her, and he picked her up by the scruff. "Come on!" He motioned for Luckykit to stay, and the kit dashed for his mother, knowing that Faith was going to get kit.

Luckykit watched with a sneer on his face and delight in his eyes. One of the few times their father got angry, oh, what a spectacle! And at Faith, nonetheless! He looked up at his mother with questioning eyes. What's 'e gonna do to Faith, momma?[/glow]

[Knightwarrior™]

Silverfang walked silently into the camp with her tail brushing the ground. Her eyes twinkled as they glinted off the sun. She was very relaxed and intended to sleep comfortably, but the camp was in a happy mood which made it infectous.(sp)

[Ragged & Others]

Silver watched Faith get carried she just gave a little giggle. "How embarresing..." She gave a soft and cruel life. She looked at her brother, War to see if he agreed with her. Her beautiful silver fur sparkled in the light sun that got carried in the rogue camp. Her big leafy eyes also shimmered gracefully. She cracked open a half smile with her pearly white teeth barelly showing. She looked absolutly pretty right then and there, the sun and shade at the exact angel, her soft fur shimmering, her long dark grey tail wrapped around her big dark paws.