Pondering [Open]

[Feather]

Ravenstar lay in his den thinking. He was leader of Dark Clan, yes. But he was not a true Clan leader. He had the name of star, as their leaders do. But he had learned that each clan leader got to live nine lives.

'How do they get these nine lives?' he wondered. Surely there had to be some way he could receive them as well.

His clan had found out a lot about the four clans...but it was not enough. They still did not know the warrior code. They would not, could not, be a true clan until they knew everything.

"How can we learn all of this?!?!" he mewed aloud...

[X. Acidstar .X]

Toxicspill slipped in beside Ravenstar like a silent statue. The bobcat was listening with her pointy tipped ears cocked, her large paws placed on the ground and playing wiht the beads of sand that filtered through them. "Send in a decoy," she voiced her opinion, her stub of a tail flickering in thought. She didn't announce a greeting, she wasn't one that was known to talk, and when she did, it wasn't very much.

[Feather]

"A decoy." he mused. "That would work beautifully...yes. A spy who can infultrate the clan and live among them." he purred. "What a wonderful idea Toxicspill!"

[X. Acidstar .X]

Toxicspill balked a bit, a little suprise at the compliment. Ravenstar usually never gave them, and when he did, she didn't normally recieve them. Toxicspill cocked her head, stumped as to what to say or do next, and instead, she played it off with a cough and a nod of the head, "But who?"

[echo]

Shadowedpaw

He stood out side, ears angled towards the entrance of the den. He hadn't been in DarkClan as long as most of the other clans, so the clan's scent was still pretty weak. Shadowedpaw shifted his paws, pale blue eyes curious. The rouges in the city said I'm Scourge's son. He was a really powerful cat who could do anything! the apprentice thought. He killed a lot of cats, but all the others said he was really strong and stuff. But I won't kill unless I have to.

Shadowedpaw took a step into the den, white paw extended forward. The large dog tooth hanging from the ragged collar around his neck shone, and his blue eyes were confident. I may be a runt, but that's not going to stop me!He really didn't want to crush the other 4 clans like the other DarkClan cats, but he wanted to earn the clan's trust despite his rather...bloody...lineage. The older cats in the city didn't really completely like him for it, but still. "I can do it," he declared. Scourge could do anything--so can I!

[Seth]

Darkheart slid into the den as well, positioning himself infront of the small cat. He was useless, he couldn't posibly have hope for becoming a spy. "I couldn't help but over hearing, but I'd gladly take the position as a spy." An evil grin pulled up at one corner. "Scarface said that she'd go but she's not exactly... a warm face to see, if you know what I mean." He turned to see her scowling at him, then turned back. His eyes searching the leader's for some sign of approval.

[Feather]

Ravenstar nodded. "Both of you would be fine spies." he mewed thoughtfully. "Although, Shadowedpaw would have an easier time getting accepted..." he pondered. "Perhaps this can work out though..." He then straightened.

"Here's the plan! I'm going to use both of you! Shadowedpaw, you're going to do whatever it takes to get into one of the clans! I don't care which. You decide." he ordered. He then turned to Darkheart, "I also want a more experienced cat involved. Therefore you will be posing as a loner. Make up a story and a name. Gain their trust, make them think you're harmless. If they offer you a spot in the clan, take it. If not, stay close. Find what you can!"

[echo]

Shadowedpaw

His pale blue eyes flashed. He thinks I'm too tiny and weak! he thought, gritting his teeth. I'll show them! I may be a runt, but I'm great at fighting and hunting. Shadowedpaw squeezed past Darkheart, keeping his fur flat.

The small cat straightened himself, shooting a glance at the warrior. He thinks he's sooo great. Shadowedpaw's whiskers twitched. "Like you'll be a good spy. You smell completely like a Dark Clan cat--all they'll have to do is follow your trail and they'll be in our camp!" he muttered. Speaking louder, he added, "A small cat would make a better spy anyways, and they won't suspect me as much."

[X. Acidstar .X]

The big lynx-ish looking cat only swiveled her ears in response, eyeing both Darkheart and Shadowpaw before leaning her head down and running her rough tongue over her silky chest. She flicked the bit of tail she had, "You can handle this?" She asked Shadowpaw pointedly. She wasn't being rude, nor interested. She didn't believe in humor or sarcasm, but if the younger tom didn't want to do it, then they shouldn't force him to. Was he ready for it? His training, anyway?

[echo]

Shadowedpaw

The small black tom nodded, blue eyes determined. His eyes locked with the she-cat. "Yeah," Shadowedpaw replied, keeping his voice cool.

[Seth]

Darkheart bumped the runt away form his huge muscular body. "If you think you'd have one chance fighting those cats think again." He said. his dark eyes boring into the other cat. "I trained to kill. I trained to be the best. I trained so I could take the position I wanted when it was time to choose. You trained to prove that small cats everywhere could be just as good. News flash! They can't." he said, his face kept it's serene setting. He was simply speaking his mind, not challenging the puny little thing. (No offense. It's my character, I would never say that stuff.)

[echo]

(lol, its ok xD)
Shadowedpaw

His mouth opened in protest, his eyes blazing with cold fury. Shadowedpaw glared furiously at Darkheart, fur bristling. His claws were unsheathed, digging firmly into the dirt. "Yeah? Andwhat makes you think you need to kill as a spy?" he snarled. "

[Seth]

"Who says you don't? What if some one finds out we're from Darkclan, hmm? I'm not going to help you if you get hurt. You'll have to fend for yourself..." Darkheart snorted, "If you can." He sized up to his full height, towering over the tiny little excuse of a cat, as if to prove a point.

[echo]

(wow ^^ i can imagine wut would happen if darkheart was his mentor xD)
Shadowedpaw

He straightened up as well, puffing out his chest. He was no where near as big as Darkheart, but he didn't care. I've had plenty of experience in the city before I came here! What, does he think I was born yesterday? I've fought in plenty of fights, and I've killed some, too....okay, only one. But that still counts.
Shadowedpaw took a step towards the towering warrior, and glared at him, his pelt crackling with cold fury. "Well I wouldn't want your help if I was dying on the forest floor anyway," he retorted. "I can handle things perfectly fine."

[| Crowstar |]

Jayclaw hissed and shouldered between Shadowedpaw and Darkheart, his eyes flashing. "Both of you, stop behaving like mewling kits! Really, this is not the time." The large tom lashed his tail and looked at Ravenstar, his ears pinned back. "Ravenstar, I'd like to say my suggestion... If they keep acting like this, it will never work out. I say Dawnsnow goes. She doesn't carry the scent of Darkclan as... well as these two do." He growled, flicking his tail at the bickering cats which he shoved aside with ease. The large tom flicked his ears. "The reason I say this is, if two new toms pop up from nowhere, the clans are bound to drive out the loner and I doubt they will accept Shadowedpaw. They are both too dark-hearted. Danwsnow recently lost her litter, she can come to the clans begging for help, with her son... I know just the leader who won't turn away a cat in need. I've been watching the clans for some time now, and I know a softy for she-cats." Jayclaw wasn't finished just yet. "I say, they all go. Danwsnow and Shadowedpaw first, she can be his mother for the time. And you," He said facing Darkheart. "Do the whole loner act, but stay away for the time, keep low. We can't risk sending them into high alarm, you're a great stalker, use it wisely. I'm trusting you to watch the clans, keep and eye on them. And they all need name changes... Dawnsnow and I were kittypets before, we have the names they would give us. She can pass it off." He purred, he wasn't going to let these to fighting bafoons into the camps only to blow cover. All three going would be better, no one was going to suspect a she-cat, whose kits had died, to attack them.