The bog-lands.

"I'm not sure," he replied, "A loner, I believe. But, she is cold and it is starting to rain heavily. She cannot stay out here, she will die." The silver-tabby had a pinch of worry in his tone, his golden eyes were soft

Brightkit-
Brightkit heard the tom say something about warm. Warm. I would like that. She thought silently. She looked up at the tom. Another cat had come. Brightkit tried to get up to him, but she couldn't feel her legs.

Chestnutpool nodded rasping her tongue over the kit's small frame. "Let's get her back to camp quickly, then." A twinge of concern crept into her tone as she gently lifted the kit by her scruff.

Brightkit-
Brightkit watched as the other cat approached and picked her up. Memories flooded her brain as she remembered Frostwing doing the same. Brightkit wanted to let out a yowl of sadness, but bit it back.

HowlingStar took a step to the side then shook his head; he hated seeing kits in such bad ways. The grouchy leader had a soft spot for kits and no matter how hard he tried, he could not shake it. He managed a small smile, "She will need to go to PebbleStorm. She will need to check over the kit since only StarClan knows how long she's been in the cold."

Brightkit-
Brightkit let out a little wail. Another cat? This might end out bad.. she thought.

"It's okay," the silver-tabby meowed in a soft, hushed tone. "We won't hurt you," he said, as best he could.

Brightkit-
Brightkit was comforted by the tabby's mew. She settled down, as another shiver ran through her body. Brightkit let out a small mew, shivering as she spoke.

The silver-tom licked her pelt, attempting to warm her, his eyes bright with worry.

Brightkit-
Brightkit attempted to stop shivering. She slowly closed her eyes, wanting to get out of the cold. She let out another shiver.

I don't wanna just pick her up and take her to the camp. O_O Or do you give me permission to have Howly just scoop you up and take ya to the med.den? xD

OOC- That's be fine. :3

HowlingStar scoops up the kit and bounds to the medicine cat den as fast as he possibly can, eager to try and save the kit.

A russet fox entered. The male glanced around for a fresh meal, something to sink his teeth into.

The cheeky apprentice trotted in, making a face at the muck that suddenly covered his paws. He instantly scented something strange. He lifted his silver head and saw the fox. He let out a squeak of suprise and backed up.

xD All of my charries back up when they see the foxes.

Brightkit-
Brightkit felt herself being picked up by the other tom. She let out a mew, while being swooshed around.

LOL, BrightKit. xD

The fox caught a glimpse of the apprentice and gave a delightful smirk. Tasty prey for me.. He thought, his eyes bright. The russet colored fox leaped towards the apprentice, growling.

I'm not sure if it was Island or Mis that got sent here.. xDD

MiseryCloud stepped through the web boglands, her paws pressing lightly into the marshy ground. She jerked up her head, suddenly, her vibrant green eyes fixed on Viperpaw. "VIPERPAW!" The she-cat hissed as she darted to the apprentice's aid.

A large brawny flame-colored tom caught sight of the russet beast and the two SombreClan cats then rapidly dashed across to them.

The apprentice lashed out at the foxes face with sharp claws, blue eyes scared. He looked over to Mis and Proud, feeling slightly better.

Are we switching to Medicine Cat Den, or Camp Entrance and then to Med. Cat Den?

(I'd say go to the med den?)

The large russet fox angrily growled. He struck his claws out at the apprentice, Viperpaw, then dove towards Proudfire in annoyance.

ViperPaw cried out in pain and clenched his jaws. When the pain subsided he snarled at the fox and powerfully swept his paw underneath the fox's, trying to knock it out from under him.

OOC- Ok. Thanks!

The fox clumsily leaped backwards. He landed wrong on his paw, shooting a flicker of pain up his left side. He growled, angrily.

Iciclebreath darted through, hissing in frustration. "Get back!" She snapped to the fox as the grey she-cat darted onto the scene.

Breaks through the trees my paws slipping on the swampy terrain but doesnt stop running practically gasping for air. Skids to a stop in front of the scene my sides heaving, i swivel sideways around the fox-cat quarrel and tries to keep running but my pace slows into an exasperated limp breathing hard. Lifts head a drop of rain splashing on nose and i growl in annoyance. Sulkily walks slowly towards the border not caring about the fight. Trips on a tree root and falls tumbling in the mud and letting out a squeak of surprise my paws flailing. "Ugh!" Lets out a muffled moan trying to get to paws my long bushy fur weighed down my water and mud.

The fawn colored deputy fixed her pale green eyes onto the fox. The scent of kit quickly made her head turn, she frowned, eying Purekit with annoyance. "Iciclebreath, quickly escort this kit to the borders and then return to Camp and inform Howlingstar that the fox is here at the Boglands," she meowed. The deputy quickly threw herself in front of Iciclebreath, "Be quick," she said.

The small silver apprentice bounded into the bog-lands after PigeonFeather, his eyes widened in fear as he spotted the fox. So that's what they look like. They're....big. He thought to himself, trying to not let his nervousness show though.

ViperPaw backed up, giving a hiss at the fox. He saw the cats around him and felt a rush of relief.

Hears the fawn colored deputy and i snarl loud enough for her to hear not caring about the mousebrained fox "I dont need escorting!" snaps "Leave me alone!" and shoots them all a warning glare baring teeth growling low. Staggers to paws shaking pelt hard drying to rid myself of the mud and water. Only some comes off and i groan and walk forward ears flattened. Blazeheart wasnt there and i was alone once more, already feeling the effects of not having anything to eat today and my nose twitched for any sign of prey i might be able to take down with my limited knowledge of hunting.

Sandpaw had followed a few of her clan mates out of camp and came shortly after Faintpaw to hear Pigeonfeather give Iciclebreath the duty to bring Purekit back into camp... seeing as she acted like a big sister to Purekit she felt like it was a good idea, but Purekit had hissed at her own clanmates and refused to go back into camp.

"Purekit..." Sandpaw spoke friendly, hoping the fox wouldn't look their way. "We have to go back to camp. It's not safe here." She tried to explain to the kit, she looked at her like a sister and hoped the kit would come back to camp with her. "Please come back to camp with me." It just so happens the warrior that Purekit felt happiest with was Sandpaw's mentor.

"Blazeheart will be looking for you in camp." She smiled, looking over her shoulder to make sure the fox hadn't come towards them. "Please come back with me." She wanted to fight the fox besides Faintpaw, but Purekit's safety came first and she believed the kit would come with her... hopefully without a fight.

"Me and Blazeheart do not belong in Sombreclan anymore, Pigeonfeather didnt say to escort me to camp. She said to escort me off the border, i was exiled for standing up for my kin and in return they banished me." Looks up at Sandpaw "No one there cares anymore, not Faintpaw, not anyone" Mews harshly half to myself half to Sandpaw and murmers quietly "Im not anyone, nobody cares, if i were to drop dead now the world wouldnt change..." Orange-blue eyes are dull with pain. "Im sorry Sandpaw.... Im so so sorry..."

(Okay I just read up on the camp to find out what went on there and I'm going to just post saying that Sandpaw was to busy with training or patrols to notice since her mentor was with the med cat.)

Sandpaw stared at Purekit unsure of what to say to her sister... They got exiled? How did I miss this? She thought she might cry but there was still a fox on the territory.... "If your with Blazeheart you will be fine..." She didn't know he changed his name to Blaze because she wasn't in camp when it had happened. Sandpaw went up to Purekit, hoping to rub her pelt against her.

"I'm so sorry... so sorry." As if her being there would have stopped the fight to get them not banished to begin with... though she honestly would rather stay in camp then join Purekit in the banishment... "Please go to the border with me... lets find Blazeheart... you two must be together for your protection..." It was hard for her to say good bye, but it was dangerous here and Purekit wasn't apart of the clan anymore...

"Once you meet up with Blazeheart I must return back to camp to warn Howlingstar about the fox..." She wanted to somewhat rush, her clan was in danger so long as the fox was around and they needed more warriors out here now... "Please come with me..." Sandpaw slowly started for the border, tail dragging on the ground.

"Its not your fault, i spoke out because no one else was, your clanmates say its a better life in the clan but it isnt. Id rather choose what i do then to be shoved around... and around.. and around..." Sighs "Why did i think clanlife was ever better... I dont need saftey, danger is always going to apart of my life, they keep saying 'clan life is dangerous' but its not. Rouge life is dangerous. Id rather have free choice then saftey, i can take care of myself. My name is Pure.. daughter of Silver and Russet.. My brother and sister are Emerald and Flame. And i am destined to walk alone with the shadows as my friends, cursed is what i am. Death is what i wish" Says darkly following but not looking at the pale orange shecat. "Dont mourn for me, i wont survive long, its only a matter of time before hunger or sickness takes over, then ill be free i guess" Mutters walking at a brisk pace.

Sandpaw was glad that Pure was following her to the border, this would be good bye and she'd never get to see her again. Sandpaw walked Pure to the border and then ran back to camp to warn Howlingstar about the fox.

"You'll see me again, if i live, i can assure you." tail lashes a thought in my mind my eyes guarded all the emotions locked away tightly. My eyes are darkly narrowed teeth clenched. The way i act completely changing from the small innocent kit at the border cold and abandoned, to the dark, self-centered, and sorrowful kit who claims to have no reason to live anymore.

The fox growled and slashed it's claws out, attempting to strike Pigeonfeather across the muzzle.

A silver striped cat came darting to the aid of her clan. Attempting to do a hard blow on the narrow face of the fox.

The deputy howled out, "Someone return to camp and inform HowlingStar, now! We need more reinforcements!" The fawn colored she-cat stepped to the side, skillfully dodging the fox's move.

FaintPaw glanced gratefully over at SandPaw, before throwing himself towards the fox. "SandPaw went to get help! Reinforcements should be coming soon!" The young feline yowled to PigeonFeather before leaping into the air and trying to land onto the fox's back; claws unsheathed, and hissing wildly.

ViperPaw winced in pain. He had a large gash on his back. He tried to back away from the fox, scooting behind FaintPaw.

The fox let out a cackle of amusement, laughter almost? The russet blurr moved to the side, trying to dodge Wishingfeather's move, but, the fox did not expect Faintpaw to attack and stumbled backwards. The fox attempted to shake the apprentice free while lashing it's claws out at Wishingfeather. The fox was beaten up and was loosing..There were simply too many.

FaintPaw tried desperately to dig his claws fast enough into the fox's pelt- but he wasn't prepared for the sudden movement, and was thrown off of the fox's back.

The fox's ear teared, the vixen's eyes widened. Ouch! She thought, her ears flattened slightly. She quickly took a few steps back, then ran off, disappearing into the shadows.

The deputy tilt her head back then peered after the fox, hissing in annoyance. "Thank StarClan," she muttered, "Let's hope it doesn't come back in a hurry." She shook her pelt out and gave a small and warm smile to her clan-mates, "You all fought very bravely. Let's go back to camp and inform HowlingStar."

The large silver colored tom eyed a nearby frog as he sat huddled beside a fallen log. The marshy ground was moist and sometimes slippery, but, the leader was used to this by now. He licked his lips at the thought of the tender frog. He smiled and took a few steps forward- towards the frog. Then, without hesitation, he leaped. The silver tom landed on the prey and killed it with a swift blow.

A fluffy almond colored apprentice lurked through the bog-lands. She closed her eyes, breifly, then opened them. The she-cat was breathing deeply, relaxing and calmly strolling through the territory.