~Tribe of Rushing Water~

((Tayyyylor! :O RP with me, too!

Ohh, family trees, that's right, I never posted that! xD

Eagle + Silver (dead) = Hawk & Song
Eagle + Star (dead) = Shadow + two others that I can't remember but also died
Hawk + Rose = Flicker + Snow
Song + Tide = Dew + Tarantula + arghwhatsthenameagain
Dew + Wolf = Moon + Rush + Rock + Blossom
Moss + ? = ?

And my cats that need to be added are Moon and Rush. ))

(*sighs and pats Shadz head*
Patience must be applied, Patawon... xD)

(Sure girly, Tide and Song)

((YESYESYES! *jumps up and down like an impatient young grasshopper*

But I have to go now . . . D: I need time away from my dad. Because he likes to harass us about the computer on weekends.))

(*hits with Yoda's stick*)
(Alright, when you next get back on then =])

(Tide will be waiting....)

(IwannaRPIwannaRPIwannaRP! )

(*sighs* Fine, I guess... xDD)
(DUH! Who n who?)

(Uhh... I dunno. Dx I don't remember who we usually did...)

(We usually did Mad-Eye and Mirage if I'm not mistaken... Dang, he's not here)

(Aw. You could make him in TORW...? )

(Why not... xDD
I'll ask Newmsie to add him later)

(YOU START!! *hides*)

(Yay!

Aw. xD)

Mirage paused just outside the range of the waterfall's spray, adjusting her grip on the limp hawk carcass in her jaws. She then padded forward, around the waterfall and into the cave. She shook the water from her pelt, letting it pool around her paws for a few seconds, before going to drop her catch on the freshkill pile.

Mad-Eye Moody, or just Mad-Eye to most, padded out of the den. Two apprentices were stalking him, talking loud. The cave-guard closed his eyes and was tempted to kill one of them.

"Oh mighty cats in Starpelt... Kill me now..."

"You have no idea," he snorted, his swivelled eye peering through his skull behind him.

"Eh! Quiet the yap; please!"

Phantom and her companion both glared at him and sauntered off to go annoy some other poor unfortunate soul.

"Nice catch," he mewed, his eyes both staring at her now.

"Seems most of us were," the cat mewed, stretching his gnarled yet lithe limbs. The tawny cat yawned widely and shook his head.

"Nope, just woke up. I took the evening patrol," he informed her.

"What have you been up to?" he inquired, picking a field mouse from the pile. They could use a few more but that wasn't his job, was it?

"Just hunting..." he nodded his head and bite into the mouse.
For awhile he sat there akwardly and just chewed the mouse thoughtfully, unsure how to carry on the conversation.
"Care to join me for a border patrol?"

"Brilliant." Mad-Eye rose to his feet and cleaned off his whiskers with a swipe of his tongue. Guetering with his tail he allowed her to take the lead if she wished.

The tom fell into step not too far behind her, the soft summer afternoon sounds were a welcomed change.
"How's hunting been?"