User:Raffyjack123

Mudpool is a tom with hazel eyes, shaggy gold fur, darkening with age, to the point of being light brown, with barely visible dark stripes and dark brown paws with a darker patch on his right forepaw and tipped tail.

(Thank you for the picture Hiddensun)-->

The Gathering
You weave among the undergrowth, trying to scent any sine of prey, you stop and open you're mouth to taste the air, a warm scent of mouse makes its way into you're scent glands, making you're mouth water. Suddenly you see a flash of brown shoot from under the bracken behind you and into the brambles ahead, you feel you're paws tingle with excitement, and give chase. You race through a sandy clearing and past an ivy-coloured oak tree at the edge of it, a strange, musky odder wafts into you're nostrils, but you keep you're pace and dive through some birch ahead of you, not wanting to loose the swift-footed mouse. You hear a sudden shake in the birch you've just past and spin around to face a light brown tabby tom, he sits down at the edge of a small, sandy clearing and raps his stripped tail over his dark brown paws. You feel you're back arch and lip curl, baring you're teeth, and the strange tang you scented earlier fills you're nostrils again.

"You don't need to bare you're teeth," The tom began, showing no hostility in his amber gaze. You hold his gaze steadily as suspicion floods over you like a swollen river, though you feel you're muscles relax and you're pelt lies flat once again. You sit down on some dead leaves, still you feel weary, even though you begin to trust the brown tom.

The brown warrior puffs out his chest as he meows proudly: "I am Mudpool, of SkyClan". ''SkyClan? What's SkyClan? '''You wonder to yourself.

"Oh, I'm sorry, let me explain," The tom meowed your thoughts, unexpectidly. "Living in a clan is a great honer, you see we live in the caves of a deep gorge, over there," The brown tabby flicks his tail onwards showing the direction behind you. You turn you're head to see, but you see only shrubs and tall trees.

"Behind the forest," he explains. "Mothers, called queens protect and feed there kits, when the kits reach the age of six moons, they become apprentices and when they are fully trained, they become warriors, you see? The leader has the full responsibility of looking after the clan, with a little help from the deputy, who becomes leader when the current one dies. The Medicine-cat treats the wounded and reads signs from our ancestors, StarClan. We have different borders as well, to mark out our territory, like the one you just crossed." You're pelt prickles with memory, as you remember the strange odder that you scented at the old oak tree. That must be a border. You think to your self wonderingly. "I'm sorry, I know this must be a lot to take in, Lets take this conversation back to camp." The brown tabby hauled himself from were he was sitting, and turned-tail to disapier into the undergrowth. You quickly follow, dodging tall trees and thorned bushes along the way, you follow Mudpool down a steep slope, a river divided half of it, and a gorge lined a big sandy hollow, cats padded along busily, each doing there own differant chore. You follow mud pool to a shallow cave, carved in a side of the gorge. "Now where were we, oh yes, I remember being a kit, learning this to, they were good times." The tom continues. His amber eyes glinted with remembrance. "Would you like to here how I got to know the clan, like you?"

Mudpool
I was born to Heavyeye, my father and Smokespots, my mother, a few moons after my birth I remember sneaking out of the nursery in search of the fresh-kill I'd herd so much about, at the same time marveling at the camp around me, remember, before that all I saw was the cold, stone walls of the nursery. I faintly remember tumbling down the zigzag slope from the nursery. Eventually I found the fresh-kill pile and noticed a plump, grey mouse at the very peak of the fresh-kill pile, I thought I could get it, so, I started scrambling to the top. It was a while before I reached the mouse, but at that very moment the pile fools, along with me!" Mudpolls eyes glowed with amusement, and his tail twitched joyfully. "After that I remember being teased by the older apprentices, they said things like "Having fun wrestling with a mouse, looks like its winning!" and "What a dangerous enemy, a mouse!" Soon I tucked in to the fresh-kill, and then I choke on a small bone, just my luck! I almost died! After I was raced to the medicine cats den and, with Laurelpelts help, freed of that little pesky shoulder bone. All that just because I overheard my mother talking about a measly fresh kill pile!" Can you believe it!

THE REST OF THIS PART IS UNDER CONSTRUCTION

After a few moons the young tom is playing in the nursery with Blackkit, Mudkit dislocated a shoulder and is in the medicine cats den again. With a few painful yelps from Mudkit, his shoulder is fully recovered.

Soon after he was given his apprentice name, Mudpaw was given a mentor, his grandfather and the leader was named Emberstar. On Mudpaws first hunting trip he was walking in the forest with his newly appointed mentor when a rabbit sped from the bushes behind and into the shrubs in front. Immediately, he dated after the big rabbit (twice the size then he was) and eventually caught it. His mentor was proud, and soon he was at fourtrees.

After boasting a little that he would get his warrior name to the kits, saying "Yeah, its probably going to be somthing like Mudwhisker, because, you know I'm good at tracking, or Mudtooth because I'm great at hunting!" When the warrior ceramony finally came, his name was Mudpool, for his "''bravery and loyalty". ''He saw pride in his leaders eyes, though he heard a few chuckles from the kits, he tried to ignore them.

Me!
Name: Raffy (Thats all youre getting of my name :D)

Age: Not gonna tell....

Location: UK

Pets: Harryet-(Harry until we found out she was a girl!) brown-and-white Hampster ( :-( died many years ago)

Barney-Golden doodle (now lives with my family friend)

Bailey-Brilliant brown cockerspaniel with gold muzzle, paws, eyebrows and tipped tail. With a white dash on his chest.

Favourite Colours: Bright Red :)

Favourite Animals: Cats, dogs, Tigers and Wolvorines

Stuff I Was  Into
Pokemon-Loved making up my own when I was younger and pretending I was one in the playground!

Yu-Gi-Oh-Loved the GX stuff and the cards

Avatar: The Legend Of Aang-Loved the cartoons and making my own charictors!

Avatar (the movie)-Still think its awsome!

Lion King- :s

Dairy of a Wimpy Kid-Great kid books!

Mudpool
He's me as a warrior! All the stuff that happened to him actually happened to me (in human version lol :D )

(In no particular order)
Onestar-Loyal to his clan and a great friend :D

Brambleclaw-Going to make a great leader!...hopefully

Lionheart-Would of made a great leader :'(

Whitestorm-Fought to his death for the good of his clan...SO SAD lol

Greystripe-Got'ta love him!

Stormfur-Strong and brave! One day he should be leader!!!

Rainfur-I love that cat...not sure why though :-s

Sharpclaw-Hes coooool

Leafdapple-Great great leader!

Echosong-GREAT NAME!

(In no particular order)
Hawkfrost-I know its in the jeans and everything, but seriously. YOUR A SECOND TIGERSTAR!!!

Tigerstar-MURDERER!!! lol.

Brokenstar-EEEVVIILLL.

Lizardstripe-Your the one that made Brokenstar evil...I hate you.

Thistleclaw-Don't make anther Tigerstar...pleeaasee >:(

Socks/Ruby-You two are the ones that made Scourge evil...GRRR.

Scourge-Youve just got'ta hate SCOURGE!!!

Darkstripe-MANIAC!!!

Theories
Brackenfur, Brightheart, Thornclaw and Cinderpelt are Lionhearts kits.

Stormfur and Brook will have kits.

RiverClan:
Leader: Mistystar

Wise, kind, respected and a little hot-headed, much like her mother-Bluestar.

Deputy: Reedwhisker

Caring, calm and assertive, the only surviving kit of the current leader of RiverClan-Mistystar.

ShadowClan:
Leader: Russetstar

Arrogant, single-minded, quick-to-act, and tempered easily, much like Blackstar, her preceded leader.

Deputy: Tigerheart

Brave, Loyal and strong, often stepping-in if his leader's been a little to aggresive, the opposite of his grandfather-Tigerstar.

more coming soon

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I'll be your friend!

20:14, March 12, 2010 (UTC)

 N i g h t s h i n e     Ü     22:20, March 13, 2010 (UTC)

Hello. Haikage Ash's Talk 21:22, March 14, 2010 (UTC)

Sorry it has taken me a while to reply! Fawnstorm The Dark Forest are rising...  16:34, March 15, 2010 (UTC)