"Thank you." Her voice trembled slightly as she smiled. She wander to the walls and back kicked them seeing if they were stabled. Nothing happened.

Stormpelt, only being a young warrior, was watching the two other cats speak. She strained her ears to hear them but she was too far away.
"Come on Blackfire, were leaving!" she said cheerfully to the cat. She started to pad after Lightningstar, until she stopped dead in her tracks.

(I feel like we should make things more exciting? Like adding powers or having a rogue attack...)

(I don't think powers should come yet, I will contact you all when the time is right. But we can have some trouble on the patrol...}:)


Lightningstar searched the area, looking for a good place for their first marker in the new territory. She turned around to see if her clanmates had caught up with her yet. They could use some tracking practice to get ready for hunting. She thought, wondering how long they would take.

((Blackfires rper is it okay if Fang likes Blackfire?)) She checks the walls quickly all of them seemed stabled. Except, they didn't have a apprentice den yet. One part of one of the walls was pretty lose. She walked over to it and pawed at it, some dirt crumbled off. She started to pound on it, it gave away and made a small tunnel to a small cave. She wandered in, it was the perfect size. There apprentice den was made. She checked the roof and walls, al extremely stable like rock.

(Sure)
Blackfire came back moments later, he had finished placing the borders early. He lay down under the high rock, exhausted.

She glanced over at Blackfire, "Would you like any water?" She called. When she had collapsed the tunnel there was a small stream forming a pool beside it.

Blackfire shrugged. "I don't really care." he meowed.

Lightningstar sat down. Resting for a moment. It seemed like she had been running around all day. She realized how dumb she was. After all, one of her lives was energy to serve her clan whenever she was needed. Her clanmates didn't have that, and she scolded herself for not paying attention. She realized now how tired they must be, especially Blackfire, but he did mention he came from a tough clan. Stormpelt was still young, and was very adaptable due to her ancestor line. She began trotting back to where she had seen the warrior a few moments ago. She suddenly stopped, and turned her ears.

I give you the life of alertness, so you will always know when danger creeps upon Stormclan.

Lightningstar blinked as another memory at the moonbush flashed back. Something is wrong. Stormpelt? Where are you? She cocked her ears, and sniffed the air. A foul scent hit the roof of her mouth, but it was faint. However something told her that was no threat, so she sniffed again, this time catching the scent of a fox, or perhaps a dog. It was in the direction of camp however. Oh no... "Stormpelt!" She yowled, racing towards the camp, hoping she would hear and follow.

Blackfire's ears twitched as he looked around. The bushes rustled around them. Something big was coming. Blackfire tasted the air. It was a musky scent.
Fox.
He turned to the barrier's entrance. His back arches and his hackles raised.

(Okie, now i'm going back a bit in time, also this is just names I came up with, just from before in history before the earthquake.And sorry for it being so long)
Stormpelt padded through the forest behind Lightningstar. She didn't say a word, she was too lost in memories. She was running through the forest with her fellow apprentices.
"Come on Stormpaw! Let's see who can climb that tree up ahead!" said Cloudpaw.
"Okay!" Stormpaw replied. The other apprentices agreed. As they neared the tree, Stormpaw smalled a weird scent. Before she could yowl a warning, a huge dog burst from behind the tree and gripped Cloudpaw in it's jaws.
"HELP M-" her mew was cut off by a Twoleg yowling at the dog. The dog dropped Cloudpaw and he dropped to the ground, dead. The other apprentices ran back to camp, getting help while Stormpaw stayed.
"NO!!!" she screeched, and ran to her friends side.
Stormpelts memories were cut off by a strange scent she smelled. Oh dear Starclan help me!! she screeched silently. 3 dogs came running out of the bushes, their tongues lolling. Their eyes lit up in surprise and excitement.
"Get away from me you manage pelts!" she hissed at the dogs. The dogs lunged. One of them gripped her in it's jaws and threw her. Blood poured out of a wound on her side. Another dog lunged for her throat but she moved just in time. Stormpelt pelted to the nearest tree and climbed up as high as she could.