Current FoxClan Plot

Warthogwhisker padded into the FoxClan camp, carrying a mouse in her jaws. She made her way into the den she shared with Gorseheart, placing the mouse down to get the bile out of it later.

"Let all cats old enough to catch their own prey gather for a clan meeting!" yowled Rookstar from the center of the clan camp.

Lionstripe pricked up her ears and padded over to hear what Rookstar had to say.

"I, Rookstar, Leader of FoxClan, call upon my warrior ancestors to look down on this apprentice. She has trained hard to understand the ways of your noble code, and I commend her to you as a warrior in her turn. Dustpaw, do you promise to uphold the warrior code and protect and defend this Clan, even at the cost of your life?"

"I do!" meowed Dustpaw excitedly.

"Then by StarClan, I give you your warrior name. Dustpaw, you will be known as Dustear. StarClan honors you and we welcome you as a full warrior of FoxClan." Padding forward, Rookstar rested his muzzle on top of his daughter's head.

Dustear licked her father's shoulder, then sat back and listened to the clan call out her new name.

"Dustear, Dustear, Dustear!" cheered Gorseheart for the clan's newest warrior.

Lionfang pulled a vole from the fresh-kill pile and sat down to eat.

"Let all cats old enough to catch their own prey gather for a clan meeting!" yowled Rookstar from the center of the clan camp.

Appleclaw pricked up his ears and padded over to hear what Rookstar had to say.

"We gather today to welcome a kit into his life as an apprentice." continued Rookstar once the clan had gathered. "Squirrelkit, you will be known as Squirrelpaw. Whiteflower, you will be mentor to Squirrelpaw."

Squirrelpaw let out a loud yowl of excitement and bounced over to Whiteflower.

"Go get to know your new denmate." meowed Whiteflower as she touched noses with Squirrelpaw.

"Squirrelpaw, Squirrelpaw, Squirrelpaw!" cheered Vanillafoot for his son.

Warthogwhisker padded into the FoxClan camp, carrying borage in her jaws. She made her way into the den she shared with Gorseheart, placing the borage into the storage.

"Let all cats old enough to catch their own prey gather for a clan meeting!" yowled Rookstar from the center of the clan camp.

Redear pricked up her ears and padded over to hear what Rookstar had to say.

"Warthogwhisker, is it your wish to give up the name of medicine cat and go to join the elders?" called out Rookstar once the clan had gathered.

"It is." meowed Warthogwhisker with a dip of her head.

"I call upon StarClan to give you many seasons of rest. Your clan thanks you for your service." finished Rookstar.

"Warthogwhisker, Warthogwhisker, Warthogwhisker!" cheered Redear for the clan's former medicine cat.

Gorseheart padded out of the FoxClan camp, dragging the body of Silverspot in her jaws. She made her way to the clan burial grounds, placing the she-cat in a hole and covering her body with earth.

Lilacflame pulled a vole from the fresh-kill pile and carried it over to Lionfang.

Gorseheart padded into the FoxClan camp, carrying borage in her jaws. She made her way into her den, placing the borage into the storage.