The... Strange cats

Sandy walked into the open space. She opened her mouth to taste the air; it reeked of cats, young and old, fresh and stale. "Hello? Anyone there!?!" Sandy yowled, it was her dream to be a Clan cat, but she also was scared of fighting. "My- my name i-is Sandy," Sandy stammered, "I'm a rouge, please don't kill me. I want to join a WindClan such," Sandy turned around, and unsheathed her claws, just in case of an attack. "Don't hurt me..." She whispered, "Glade. Help me,"

"Right by your side sister." Glade unsheathed her claws too. "Please, we want to join. It's our dream!" She pleaded.

Sandy felt happier to know that she had her sister by her side. "Please. We're sorry for intruding..." Sandy called.

OOC: WindClan cats can join to. I forgot to mention it. Sorry, for the confusion, Windclanners!

Icepaw enjoying the beautiful day alone by the entrance of the camp when he smelt a really strange scent. He turned around and there he saw, two strange cats, waltzing into the camp. "Hey!" he called to them as he fluffed out his fur and cautiously walked up to them, his claws unsheathed. "What do you think your doing here?" he hissed. Icepaw new he wasn't a warrior, but the warrior code never said he couldn't defend his camp from rouges.

"Woah!" Sandy snarled, and pounced on the apprentice. "It's not the first time I've fought!" She bit Icepaw on his tail, and hissed, "Hey, Glade, are you sure we should join this place? These guys seem easy to take out."


OOC: No killing, battle system or terrible injuries.

Icepaw was totally caught off guard when she pounced on him but twirled around with a hiss and bit down on the rouge's leg hard and didn't let go. His tail hurt pretty bad but he was not going to show any weakness.

Sandy yelped, "You, stupid Clan cat! Glade, run!" She hissed, "LET GO OF ME!" she looked at her leg, hoping Icepaw would let go. How dumb am I? How could I want to join this place full of rude, untrustworthy cats? They'll rip my leg off! And how am I doing any harm? How harmful is it to explore, outside of that Upwalkerplace!? She thought, only saying the last sentence out loud.

Icepaw gave one last yank on her leg and let go, blood dripping from his mouth. "You are not welcome here!" He viciously spat, showing his blood red teeth. He usually didnt like to fight but something stired inside of him today that wasnt there before. Just to make sure those rouges didnt get any ideas, Icepaw flexed his claws, barred his teeth, and puffed his fur so he looked twice his normal size, hoping to scare the two she cats. This time he was ready to fight with them again, if they dared.

Sandy frantically pulled her leg back, but instead of stepping back, she stepped forward. "You're going to pay..." Sandy whispered into Icepaw's ear. She took her bloodied claw, and held it in front of his throat. "Let us see your leader." She snarled, ready to shove her claw in his throat. I hope it's not one of these stupid easy-to-take-down cats! Sandy thought.

"Why should I?!" Icepaw snapped back, jumping away from the rouges reach. "Why do you deserve to be here? Your from the Upwalker Place, so that technically makes you a kittypet!" He snarled. Were was everyone else? He wondered. Why am I fighting them all by myself? No matter, I wont back down! Besides this is good training for me. He snickered in his head.

"What... Is a kittypet? I've never heard of a such thing." Sandy chirped. "I've only heard of Upwalker cats. And I, Sandy, am a rouge. I live in a burrow, in Upwalkerplace. I want to join this WindClan such, so you have no need to attack." She said calmly. She narrowed her eyes, and the teal blue became a fierce angry deep ocean blue. "Go get your leader, or this-" Sandy threatened moving her paw a bit closer to Icepaw's throat, "will be your destiny." She whispered.

Ashkit padded up and saw Iceapaw the rougues and the blood. Her eyes widened and she was frozen on the spot staring at them in terror. Maybe if I don't move they' won't hurt me. She thought. Ashkit may be the biggest of her litter but she was small compared to the Warriors and elders she was almost apprentice sized. She clearly didn't know how to fight if they tried to catch her. Her mother Meadowfall wouldn't let her play rough since she was the biggest of the litter. She was fine with that she just got bored and snappy at times.

Sandy looked over to the kit. "Why are you spectating us?" She hissed, not that she wanted to hiss at an adorable, yet big kit, but that she was frustrated. "What? What do you need? Oh, can you go get me your leader, so that your buddy here, doesn't get hurt?"

Ashkit looked from the she cat to Icepaw. "Icepaw..?" She squeaked. She looked at him to see what she should do.

"Go! Your friend is gonna die today if you don't!" Sandy spat angrily. "Run. Or I'm gonna get you..." She whispered to the kit, because she knew for a fact the kit would go get the leader, and Sandy wouldn't have to injure a kit.