Juniperfang sat watching Sorrelstar. The tortoishell was a great leader. Especially enforcing the no loners or rogues rule. The dark smoke black and white molly, wishing she was leader instead of Sorrelstar. Juniperfang stood and looked around her eyes scouring the dark murky land. Her blue eyea settled on a rock above the other cats. The once pretty tortoiseshell leaped up and lay down watching young cats wander after being ran into their ranks. "Juniperfang! I see you've taken on being lazy." The WindClan deputy teased. "Please! I could or would never lazy. Go bug Honeyshade." She muttered.— Mel thnks fr th mmrs 17:05, June 19, 2015 (UTC)

Minkstar sat in a tree, right along the border of StarClan and the Dark Forest. The forest didn't allow for any cat to ever leave, and as a StarClanner, he had been chased into there by Brindleshade's mother. Brindleshade herself had forgiven him, knowing fully well that the incident which resulted in her death was a mistake, but the tom was still trapped forever, like any other being sucked into the dark trees. A thick fog obscured his view of the bright fields and starry sky that was so close to him, and he longed to be able to cross and get out of this hell. Rainlegs 15:41, July 14, 2015 (UTC)

After Rippedjaw left, Juniperfang watched Minkstar. Shaking her head she figured she'd talk or try to anyway. "Minkstar," she greeted.— Mel thnks fr th mmrs 15:49, July 14, 2015 (UTC)

Minkstar was surprised to hear a voice below him and almost jumped out of the tree. The various scars and healed cuts along his pelt were signs of the abuse he had been treated to by his tormentors in the forest, and hearing or seeing any other cat immediately made him want to run. The leader wasn't a violent cat, but the years trapped up here were starting to wear him down. Hissing, the tom puffed out his chest. "Leave me alone! I don't belong here with you, but I won't hesitate to kill if I have to!" he rumbled, unsheathing his claws as he prepared himself to be attacked. Rainlegs 15:54, July 14, 2015 (UTC)

"I.don't want to hurt you. Let alone be here anymore than you. Believe I don't. It sucks and I miss my family." She said crouching down.— Mel thnks fr th mmrs 15:59, July 14, 2015 (UTC)

"Leave me alone, I'm not falling for that crap again," Minkstar hissed, puffing out his fur to make himself look even more massive than before. "You know how many of you sick, twisted bastards use that excuse? Trying to relate to me? You all ended up here for a fair reason. See the stars in my pelt? See how I glow? I glow because I am a StarClan cat, and none of you can ever relate to that. I am above this place, and I swear I will not die here," he growled again, sinking his long, curved claws into the soft bark of the tree. Rainlegs 16:03, July 14, 2015 (UTC)

"What if there was a way to leave?" She said catching his attention hopefully. Sure she knew a few ways she could leave for about an hour.— Mel thnks fr th mmrs 16:05, July 14, 2015 (UTC)

"There isn't. The forest is magic, just like StarClan itself. It's physically impossible for anyone to ever leave, don't be foolish," Minkstar growled, knowing her "offer" of leaving was a cruel trick. "Once you enter this forest, it traps you. No cat can pass freely between the two, despite their alliances with either side. We aren't still in the clans," he scoffed. Rainlegs 16:08, July 14, 2015 (UTC)

Jumiperfang sighed. "Whatever Minkstar. Your stuck here anyway."— Mel thnks fr th mmrs 16:12, July 14, 2015 (UTC)

"Thanks for the reminder, you scum," the leader spat, taking her sigh as a chance to leap up onto a higher branch, so that it would take the she-cat even longer to try and attack him. Rainlegs 16:18, July 14, 2015 (UTC)

Juniperfang hissed and clawed at the leaders tail. "You fool! You can't leave and I have the highest status here!" The chocolate tortoisehsell hissed coldly then lept down from the tree landing before Breamstripe. She glared at the tom and looked down at him. "Get out of my sight!" She hissed and lashed at Breamstripe. She waited for the cat to leace then screamed for him to leave again. I hate being dead! She thought before looking down into tge puddle to see Flystar and Duskstar talking. She absolutely hated the leader more than being dead.— Mel thnks fr th mmrs 03:32, July 31, 2015 (UTC)