SnowClan

Morgana shrugged. "I dunno. She's always been like that; judgemental of anyone who isn't kin."

Snowkit cocked her head. "Maybe we should go introduce ourselves to her," she mewed enthusiastically.

Hailkit looked thoughtful. "It wouldn't hurt," he conceded.

Graykit had a downright doubtful expression on his face. "Would that be a good idea? Morgana already said that Morgause wasn't too fond of us."

Snowkit rolled her eyes. "It's called being friendly, Graykit. You should try it sometime."

Morgana shrugged. "It's worth a shot. No guarantees of friendliness though." She gestured to her sister, who was glaring icily at all of them, including Morgana.

Snowkit bounded over to Morgause. Hailkit and Graykit followed more slowly. "Hello," she mewed, friendly, but also a bit hesitant. Hailkit dipped his head politely, and Graykit just inclined his head ever-so-slightly toward her, his eyes watching carefully.

"What do you want?" Morgause growled.

"They're just trying to be frie-" Morgana began, but Morgause hissed, cutting her off.

"Clan cats and friendly don't go well together, little sister," Morgause snarled.

"That's not true!" Snowkit protested.

Morgause hissed, turned, and stalked away, tail lashing.

Snowkit looked shocked, Hailkit concerned, and Graykit looked outright angry.

"How dare she?" He hissed, loud enough for Morgause to hear, "We welcome her into the Clan, offer her a warn nest to sleep in, feed her our fresh-kill, and she still has the nerve to say we're unfriendly?" He lashed his tail. "What in the name of StarClan is her problem? What gives her the right to act like that? We've shown her nothing but friendliness! Ungrateful rogue!"

Morgana shrugged hopelessly. "She's never been the same since clan cats killed our mother. She hates all Clan cats now, even though Lilac told us that the cat who killed mother was banished for it. She thinks you're all the same, even though you aren't."

Graykit lashed his tail. "Well some cat should set her straight."

Hailkit flashed a glance at Morgause. "She has the right to be angry, Graykit. It was a Clan cat who killed her mother."

Graykit growled. "Well, she shouldn't be blaming us for something that we have nothing to do with! The Clan cat couldn't have been from SnowClan; the blizzard that killed so many of our cats only just ended recently!" He unsheathed his claws. "We didn't have the time or the warriors to spare to go out hunting rogues."

Snowkit looked thoughtful. "And I don't remember hearing anything about a cat that was banished from SnowClan for killing a rogue." She added.

Graykit lashed his tail again. "That settles it; SnowClan didn't murder your mother," he growled, "The cat must have been from one of the other Clans." He stared Morgana in the eye. "So go tell your sister to stop unfairly blaming us. We had nothing to do with it!"

"I doubt she'll listen," Morgana replied. "She never listens to reason."

"Well, it won't hurt to try," Graykit meowed, "She can't go around hating us Clan cats, especially since she's going to be living among us until at least the end of leaf-bare."

Snowkit and Hailkit nodded.

Morgana shrugged. "Suit yourselves," she meowed dubiously.

(Hey. I have a few things to suggest. One, how about we skip this and go to like a gathering or something, 'cause I'm a bit lost on what to do next. Secondly, how about we just not use the things like the dens and the territory and just do all of our RPing on this thread? This goes for all the other two Clans as well.)

Makes sense. Sure.

(Raintail and Aquamist will go to the gathering.)

Raintail and Aquamiat were eagerly waiting for Whitestar to lead the Clan to the gathering.

Raintail and Aquamist padded into camp.
"Great Gathering, don't you think, Raintail?" Aquamist meowed cheerfully.
"I suppose," Raintail replied.

Lilypetal padded in after them.

(AZURA! WHERE ARE YOU?!)

Raintail yawned and stretched, looking around the camp. Her eyes fell on a few of her Clanmates, watching them for a few moments, before continuing on.

Aquamist batted around a ball of moss, her eyes bright and happy. Graykit, Hailkit, and Snowkit watched her.

Stormfeather and Stoneheart sat sharing tongues by the fresh-kill pile.

Whitestar happily watched her Clan, feeling proud.

(We need something to happen...like a plot. Maybe we can get up a prophecy and have a journey or something. Because RPing about normal Clan life can get somewhat tedious and boring.)

(Yes)

(Any ideas?)