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[BizarrePheonix]

Cragfrost

With a grin of pleasure, Cragfrost droped a rather plump vole at his paws, and besides the code, "Elders and queens must be fed before warriors", he tore a bite from the furry mammal's warm flesh. He looked around to check for any clan cats nearby as the warm meat seemed to melt in his mouth.
Delicious! Best I've had is days!

The brown speckled MarshClan warrior dove his muzzle back into the freshkill to take more meat while wiggling his scarred haunches.
That reminded him of something.. of someone. His father, Darkfeather. It wasn't long ago when the dark grey warrior was promoted to Migration leader, and inside Cragfrost felt happy for the new leader, but he forced himself to hate the idea.

How did those scars end up on the white and brown warrior's hips? It was his very own father of cause. Cragfrost had been hunting alone in MarshClan territory, when Darkfeather came out of no where, hissing and spitting demands and cursed at him. poor Cragfrost had no time to react and gained the large gashed at the base of his tail.
"He calls himself my father... huh..."

[BettaRae]

Owlfeather, a lean she-cat from StromClan, padded around sniffing and turning her nose up at the water that pooled in small areas. She might have been thirsty but just the thought of drinking that water made her belly turn. The hot scent of prey crossed her nose making her mouth water she noticed a white and brown warrior, head dipped possibly eating something.
Caustically Owlfeather padded up behind him, noticing the scars on his hind end. "Excuse me, but is there enough to share?" The tawny she-cat asked with hesitation, she didn't want a fight.

[BizarrePheonix]

Cragtost glanced up, his dual coloured eyes glaring with surprise and anger.
"Get away, mangy StromClanner." He hissed, protecting his meal.
True, the clans have united to fight this horrible time together, but Cragfrost, being the grumpy cat he is, didn't like company of cats from other clans.
"Get away or I'll claw your pretty face off." He warned, baring his yellow teeth.

[BettaRae]

Taken a bit by surprise Owlfeather took a step back, but her hunger drove her forward. "You crowfood eating MarshClan flea pelt!" She growled. "Every cat here is starved and you keep the only bit of prey to yourself." The she-cat felt her claws scrape baron earth, soft dust clouds rising from her swishing tail. "You're no better than a dog." Owlfeather spat the last statement, a rare occasion her anger got the better of her.

[Aspyluff]

Sparrowfeather trotted along and caught the familiar Marshclan scent. Craigfrost? She perked up and changed her course and spotted the speckled warrior. "Hello you two!" She mewed happily. At the light of the obvious skirmish her mood dampened. Her tail slowly sank down. Is everything alright? She asked hesitantly. She looked over at Craigfrost and saw her fellow clan mate bent angrily over his kill. She looked over at the other cat, a stormclanner. "Craigfrost?" She mewed tentivly.

[BizarrePheonix]

Cragfrost

Cragfrost looked up. Sparrowflight.
He sat up, and started to was his chest, a bit embarassed. He gave Sparrowflight a small glance and then looked at Owlfeather. He grudgingly pushed the vole at Owlfeather's paws and meowed, "I was full anyways." He lied as his stomach gave a big, loud growl.
He sighed and looked at Sparrowflight, "Sorry. I think my stomach is speaking for my mind." He laughed awkwardly.

[BettaRae]

Owlfeather looked from tom to she-cat and back again. "Thank you Cragfrost," she bent down and eat the vole slowly. "Sparrowflight, would you like the last bite?" She asked turning her bright eyes to the she-cat. "Cragfrost, where did you catch the vole? If there's one I'm sure there will be more close by."

[Aspyluff]

Sparrowflight looked at the food for a second. Although her stomach ached she did not dare to eat a bite. "No thank you. I am fine." She gave a reassuring smile to help hide her lie. Her tail flicked as she looked back at Craigfrost. She purred and rolled her eyes. "I know we are all going through tough times. It turns us into things we usually would never be." She gave him soft glance. He seemed very secluded lately.

[BizarrePheonix]

Cragfrost

the MarshClan warrior blinked at Owlflight, "Somewhere over in that direction. All I could remember of the place was a really old fallen tree was moss growing on it." He moewed, knowing the information may not be of any help to the brown StormClan she-cat.
The brown and white speckled tom turned to Sparrowflight, "So, anything knew happened down your end?" he asked flatly.

[BettaRae]

Flowing the direction the tom showed her Owlfeather wondered outloud, "A fallen tree and moss, could that mean there's water near by that don't smell like crowfood?" She raised her nose and took a deep breath, but there wasn't much to smell. Just the scent of the two MarshClan cats and the eaten prey. She moved a few paces from the two cats and set her nose to the ground looking for any signs of prey or water.

[Aspyluff]

Sparrowflight sat down and gazed at Craigfrost. "whats going on. Youv'e been so... grumpy lately." She asked trying to not sound snotty. She could tell that his tone wasn't very amused or happy. She could see the obvious tension towards Darkfeather from his son. Any cat could.

[BizarrePheonix]

Cragfrost looked at Sparrowflight, his face full of fake surprise at the question, "Grumpy? Who's grumpy? Oh right you must be talking about Weaselstar. I've heard his hiss is worse than is bite." He quickly meowed.
But of course he knew she was talking about him. He had been quite mad at the concept of travelling with the other clans, and that his father was gioven the position of leader, and not him.
Any cat would think his was being childish.

[copper]

Dustpaw

Cragfrost the young gray tom mewed and pressed his head against his chest he realy like his older brother he looks happily to the other Cats it was Sparrowfeather and an other unknown cat which wasn´t from his clan. He smiles happily aren´t you proud of dady ? he asked confused cause his brother looks that grumpy. Dustpaw doesn´t know that his brother don´t like his dad.

[BizarrePheonix]

Cragfrost

Cragfrost looked at his little brother, he blinked his dual coloured eyes and sighed, "It is hard to explain Dustpaw, the feelings I have for Father. But I well hope the tension between him and I won't effect how you think of Father."
It was indeed hard to explain, especially to a six month old apprentice. It was mostly because Darkfeather had never spent much time with Cragfrost when his was a kit, or an apprentice for that matter, but instead gave his full attention to Cragfrosts other siblings, Paintedfire, Thistleclaw and Dawnkit. When Cragfrost was an apprentice, most of the other appprentices teased Cragfrost for being a 'Mummy's boy' and stumpy tailed(mainly because he was poor at landing on his paws, making him very un-cat-like).
But Dustpaw may never understand that.
Cragfrost sighed again, this being more of a disterbed sigh.

[copper]

Dustpaw cocked his head and his red eyes mustered his brother carefully than he said a lil bit disappointed cause his brother seems to think he wasn't strong enough or old enough to understand You must have a good reason why , I'm pretty sure you are not one of the cats which dislike others with out a reason he used the word dislike and not hate he don't know if his brother realy hate his dad or if they are just divided.