Aprentices![Swiftsun//open]

[Tanglekit]

Wolfstorm walked into Swiftsun's den silently. "Swiftsun It is time to make Our kits apprentices.", she growled holding back the rest of her sentence. They also needed another litter of kits, but a part of her didn't just want to have kits for the clan but because deep down she wanted to be sure that she still loved Swiftsun. And that he still loved her.

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A familiar she-cat padded through the area, her silver sleek pelt glimmering under her lithe muscles. She picked up on voices, her silver eyes narrowing in amusement. Ariska. That sly little she-cat that prowled around. Forever the flirt. She smirked whenever she saw Wolfstorm. "Wolfy. Baby. How you been darling?" She purred, padding around the she-cat, flickering her tail up under her chin. "Missed me?" she asked, knowing good and well this she-cat hadn't seen her since she was a very very very young kit.

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Swiftsun turned to her, glowing blue eyes bright with excitation. "Yes! M'love! Of coarse!" he bounded out and yowled, "May all cats old enough to catch their own prey gather here, for a clan meeting." he turned to Wolfstorm. "How was that?" he purred, turning to Wolfstorm.
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[Tanglekit]

"Perfect.", she smiled knowing in her heart that it was really Swiftsun. "Hello Ariska. What do you want?", she almost growled running over to her kits protectively. She didn't hardly know this cat and she was probably the who killed her father. Either way she wasn't welcome here.
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Risingkit hissed at the new cat and looked over to Fallingkit. Something about this tom-kit was off. He wasn't her real brother and she knew it. Maybe Ragekit knew it too, but all she knew was that Fallingkit wasn't there the first time She had nestled into her mother's belly.

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Blood hadn't forgotten the face that had taken his kit and had been making sure to keep a close eye on Fallingkit hisson... The tom knew how to hide his sent well and had been following up every now and then on him. Blood had been even more protective over him ever since he had been taken from his mate Mangleaf right out of the nursery the day he was born and Blood had been there whether Wolfstorm had known it or not. The black tom sat high in a tree over looking them his red eyes filled with anger for he knew he couldn't do alot help his son.

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Swiftsun smiled back, he was working extra hard to keep the demon inside of him in check. It showed in him less and less each day, and it has half as hard in the happier times of his life. Like now. He paid no attention to Ariskia, only his kits were important.
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"Came by to say hello, darling. Mind if I join you? I always did love little kits." She said, the s in kits coming out more of a hiss. Her silver eyes looked at Swiftsun, eyeing him amusedly. "Whats wrong Wolfy? Dontcha like me? You know I wasn't the one that killed your father. I was out hunting during that. I helped keep your father alive when that brute of a deputy from Thunderclan came to break that she-kit free." She purred, her tail flicking back and forth.

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[Tanglekit]

Wolfstorm hissed when Ariska kept calling her Wolfy. That wasn't her name and she wasn't a dog. She walked up to the highest rock of the gorge and groomed each of her kits, pride flowing from her pelt. "You may stay if you wish but staying might have consequences.", she replied getting back to her kits. She had decided that they would have to train all of the kits together since the shortage of full warriors was at the door step and the only other cat that could train them was Mangoleaf or rain but with them came a mate and more kittens and that was unnecessary. She licked her own pelt and them looked up at Swiftsun her heart beating aloud.

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Blood carefully watched what was happening hoping a fight wouldn't break out between the two she-cats. He moved swiftly and quietly along the tree branches to get a closer look at what was happening in the clearing.

[Tanglekit]

Wolfstorm licked her children over once more before nodded to Swiftsun. "It is time love.", she said a little uneasy. She felt like she was being watched, that some other being was present. She tested the air a couple times not detecting anything strange, but she couldn't shake the feeling that someone was out there watching her and her family. "Fallingkit come her sweetie.", she mewed wanting all of her kits close.

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"I could help you..you know, Wolfstorm...." Ariska said, all joking falling from her voice. She was completely serious at the moment, nothing but sincerity reading on her face and from her pelt. "Completely supervised if you don't trust me." She said, looking at the kits with a curious look. "I never did get a chance to train an apprentice. I was going to whenever you father went to Starclan...." She sounded rather...forlorn? Upset? Sad? It was difficult to read the tone in her voice. But it wasn't aggressive. It was rather calm.

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[Tanglekit]

Wolfstorm turned around to face the she-cat. "I never trust anyone except my mate, I don't trust my mother or my sister. The only one that I can trust to guide my kits is Fallingstar himself, and his spirit now occupies Swiftsun's body.", she growled feeling her fur begin to prickle. If Ariska had been such a loyal companion to her father then why had she left to hunt leaving him in a camp full of traitors.

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"I understand..." She said, her eyes watching Wolfstorm carefully. She wasn't in a very defensive or offensive position. She was....submissive? She had never been submissive, even around Fallingstar. Her silver eyes went and looked at the kits. Her ears were pinned back, as she backed up a little bit. A small tom-kit was in the bushes behind her, curled up with his eyes wide. He was just past the age that he needed to be to be weaned from his mother. But Ariska wasn't his mother. She had simply adopted him, showing that this cold uncaring she-cat did have a heart. The little tom-kit moved from the bushes, nosing his mother's flank. "Momma..." He mewed softly, his eyes moving to the she-cat that stood so aggressivly by her kits. Ariska had told the little tom to call her his mother, having completely adopted this little tom. "Keep back baby...." She said, moving between the kit and Wolfstorm.

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