Rouge and More

Stagstar padded to the top of Twisted Tree, his paws making no noise. His blue eyes looked as clam as ever, nothing that showed anxiety or worry in their depths. She stood at the top of the tree, her clan wandering around the camp below her aimlessly with what seemed like for no reason.

"All cats old enough to catch their own prey join for a clan meeting beneath Twisted Tree!" He called his well growing clan together. "We have much news!" He called.

"First we have Gingerspark joining as a warrior!" He called, a pale ginger tabby she-cat who stood and smiled lightly. 

"Next..." Stagstar looked to his den as three small kits tumbled out with Lonefeather following them. Lonefeather's  eyes shimmered. "Lonefeather found these three kits abandoned at the edge of our territory!" She nodded. There were two toms and a she-kit. 

"They need a mother or someone to look after them since they have no one!" He called and looked for someone who may wish to take them. But no one stepped forward. "Anyone who wishes to take them come talk to me after announcements." He muttered
"They are named Galekit, Stonekit, and Owlkit!" He nodded as Lonefeather hurried the kits into the nursery. Galekit was a grey tabby tom, Stonekit was a grey tabby she-kit, and Owlkit was a brown tom. 

"Next we have found our medicine cat!" He called and the clan cheered happily. Their eyes rested on a pretty ginger tabby with dark brown eyes. "Her name is Ambergaze! StarClan has spoken it's approval about her being our medicine cat. I would like Ivystreak to collect herbs with her once announcements are over." He shifted his gaze. 


"Next, a rouge wandered into our camp yesterday!" Everyone looked to the handsome grey tom with bright green eyes who stared at Stagstar, Cresentpaw wasn't sitting too far behind him. "Cresentpaw took him into the apprentices den and gave him a thrush-" He was cut off by yowls of anger and protest. 


"Shut it!" Cresentpaw snapped and at once everyone stopped, no one wanted to be on the bad side of the young black she-cat. Cresentpaw's silver eyes glowed at she glared from cat to camp. Screechpaw was sitting close beside her, and Greypaw and Hollypaw were sitting behind them. 


"As I was saying," He continued. "I think she did the right thing, this rouge was very thin and she feared that he may have been malnourished." He nodded to Cresentpaw who only grimaced. "I have become aware of the fact that this tom," He looked at Cresentpaw.


"His name is Smoke." She snapped again. Her patience was wearing thin.


"Smoke wishes to join. So Smoke please step forward." the tom did as he was told and Stagstar looked down on him. "Do you promise to train, protect, and be a warrior and or apprentice of DriftingClan even at the cost of your life?" Stagstar stared hard at the apprentice." 


"I do." Smoke nodded with gleaming green eyes. 


"Than from this moment on, until you earn your warrior name, you shall be known as Smokepaw. Your mentor will be Silverstreak." He nodded to the pretty white and grey tabby deputy, who stepped forward and touched noses with her new apprentice. 


"Finally I would like Silverstreak to make a hunting patrol, a border patrol, and if any apprentices have nothing to do I want them to either take moss to the new kits, or go training. That is all! Clan dismissed!" He leaped down from his perch to the cats.


(Okay so Stonekit and Owlkit are up for grabs, first come first serve. Also I do need someone to look after them. Thanks)