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Post by EBON on Jan 12, 2011 18:15:35 GMT -8
A crimson pool of blood, hot and stick seeped from a flowing figures neck, its eyes displayed the colors of every fall a cat had laied its eyes on. Another being lay sprawled out across from it her neck also torn. The ground around them showed deep claw marks, every shred of green that may have been there stripped away by flame leaving only ash and char. Their blood flowed from their body's and disappeared into the wispy fog. The figures slowly froze over...
Trivitystar whipped her tail back and forth, she worried about the kit and his mother after what happened at the gathering. She occasionally poked her head in to check on the snowy colored tom. The medicine cat pushed her away from the nursery. "hes a bright, healthy kit, you have no need to fret over it Trivitystar, now shoo." he scolded sending the darkly colored female away. Notooth the shadeclan elder stared at the nursery his fur raised at the feeling that seeped from it.
Slippaw the medicine cat apprentice shoved her way into the nursery of Sunclan. Her amber-yellow eyes blazed with worry at the small, sick kit. Slippaw dug around in the nest looking for thorns hoping her mentor could help the poor little ting. Her golden tabby fur rippled as she focused on her task. the Queen thanked her warmly. "I think we may need to put more reinforcement on the den, the wind and snows really picking up!" she mewed trying to draw the queens attention away from the kit. "does she have a name yet?" Slippaw smiled and asked the yellowish female. "Her furs such a brilliant orange..." the queen rasped then got lost in her own head.
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Post by foxpelt on Jan 12, 2011 18:29:29 GMT -8
The orange she-cat trots up to Fadedstar, and, not sure what to say, thinks a moment. When she collects her thoughts, she looks at him. "Fadedstar, did you get any of that... well, what I'm pretty sure was a prophecy, but I could be wrong," she asks quickly, not wanting to lose her courage before she said it. "Because what I got... well, it just seems like its only part of the whole thing, and I was thinking, since I'm sure you got something of it, if we could put our two pieces together, we... could make at least part of it come together, right?"
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Post by blade on Jan 12, 2011 18:56:51 GMT -8
Fadedstar padded confidently into the camp, his pelt glinting silver in the light of the full moon. With Amberglass and the rest of the clan trailing behind him, he gathered his bearings to deliver the disastrous puzzling news. Who knew what fate had befallen SunClan now? Unbidden, the image of a ginger kit came to his mind. Very well, before the adress he must check up on the newborn kitten. She was thin, her bones brittle, like a young bird. Her small size made it seem like she would shatter at the smallest gust. How could she survive the winter? Fadedstar's eyes narrowed with determination. StarClan willing, he would do everything in his power to protect the kit. Noticing his faithful deputy outside the nursery, he made a beeline for her. Mewing a greeting, he listened intently to Foxpelt's explanation. Realizing this was an excellent idea, he solemnly told her what he had heard.
Fight..
the moon
of blood
Hopefully she could make a headway on it. "I believe it means conflicts with BloodClan. They have been arrogant as of late.", he meowed quietly.
Polarpaw had wandered into the ShadeClan camp, his mind whirling with utter confusion. StarClan's grace, luckily a fight hadn't broken out at the catastrophic annual meeting. Raypaw kept popping up in his mind. She was the perfect audience. If only he hadn't rushed out with the rest of ShadeClan at the gathering! Perhaps he would see her at another gathering? He perked up at the thought. Feeling rambunctious, he trotted to the nursery. The Queens were always grateful for a helping paw.
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Post by EBON on Jan 12, 2011 19:11:12 GMT -8
The Shadeclan queen raised her head at the sound of Polarpaw coming in. "Hello polarpaw, how are you feeling today? Was the gathering fun?" She mewed pricking her ears. "This is Winterkit" She said proudly. Winterkits small ears flicked only slightly and turned as best as a small kit could to face Polarpaw. He fixed his gaze on Polarpaw, his white eyes blinking out the dim moon light that shafted through the ceiling. "I don't know why is eyes are already open." the queen mumbled licking Winterkits head "But I'm just glad hes alive." she purred still grieving the loss of her two still-birth daughters.
Amberglass shook the last of the snow that had fallen onto her pelt off and trotted to share the news with her daughter Slippaw who was coming out of the nursery with a few patch's of old moss in her mouth.
Slippaw dropped her moss and listened to her mother, so thats why all the cats that came from the gatehring was so upset? She had a lot to think about now.
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Post by foxpelt on Jan 12, 2011 19:13:24 GMT -8
Foxpelt nodded her head, thinking about what her leader had said. "I got... 2 are born in freezing's form. I think I figured it out, actually... that part, that is. 2 are born... 2 kits are born. In freezing's form... leaf-fall and leaf-bare. I'll bet..." she gasped, realizing something. "Fadedstar... that kit, in the medicine den... does she have a chance of living?" She looks from the medicine den to Fadedstar and back again. "Because... I think she's part of that prophecy that we heard at the Gathering. In fact, I know she is."
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Post by blade on Jan 12, 2011 19:19:24 GMT -8
Polarpaw felt the hairs on his neck rise once again. Keeping his tone light, he answered her question. "Just a little spat and a chilly wind."
Brightening at the sight of the strong tom, he peered curiously at the bundle of white fur. "Hello Winterkit!", he purred.
Motioning her out of earshot of the kits, he tersely reported the awkward events at the gathering. "This StarClan cat appeared, right after Fadedstar had finished talking. A weird wind picked up." He shuddered at the memory. "That was no ordinary breeze", he mewed, suddenly serious. "It felt like the life was sucked right out of me. Than queer red flakes fell from the sky." He omitted his personal visions, preferring to keep that private.
Fadedstar was unconvinced. "Freezings form? There's only one kit here and kits are not a threat to the clan. Iceblood is a more likely threat. BloodClan has been itching for a chance to attack us. StarClan has never been threatened by a mere kit. Are you telling me that a sickly kit is a danger to SunClan? As clan leader I forbid actions to be taken against a helpless kit."
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Post by EBON on Jan 12, 2011 19:29:35 GMT -8
Winterkit blinked at Polarpaw then gave a short little squeak back before being muffled by his mothers thick tail. Her eyes widened at his news "Thats very worrisome, i thought i felt some tension between the clan when they came in." she sighed. "I hope that this will not be serious. In the middle of Leaf-Bare the last thing we need is trouble. But don't let me keep you here Polarpaw, u should run off and get something to eat."
Slippaw nodded to her mother and bounded away into the medicine den, the snow was picking up and she didn't want to get her poor pelt drenched!
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Post by blade on Jan 13, 2011 8:25:03 GMT -8
Polarpaw blinked gratefully, his belly generating noises of protest. When was the last time he'd eaten? He felt like he hadn't fed in moons! "Thank you.", he mewed politely, than hurried out into the blustery weather. The fresh-kill pile had a fine layer of frost, obscuring most of it from view. Cautiously sniffing for a succulent morsel, he nosed about. The winter thrush appeared pleasing, a little plumper than the scrawny mouse beside it. Yet, the thrush was almost too big, perhaps he should share? The elders might need the extra nourishment if the storm continue to abate.
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Post by foxpelt on Jan 13, 2011 8:44:55 GMT -8
Foxpelt nods to her leader. "Yes, I definitely think Iceblood is a threat, but I'm not sure we should concentrate just on her. After all, if we only concentrate on her and Bloodclan, we might miss an attack from another clan, or an opportunity to attack another clan, correct?" she said with the utmost respect for her leader.
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Post by blade on Jan 14, 2011 10:17:26 GMT -8
Fadedstar gazed at his loyal deputy with approval. "Of course.", he mewed thoughtfully. "One must never underestimate the tenacity of the enemy." His sightline focused on a slim ginger tabby pelt as Raypaw padded across to him. Her eyes were overflowing with curiosity. "What was that all about?", she chirped. Fadedstar fondly tousled her fur with a paw. "Nothing to worry your pretty little head about.", he purred reassuringly. "We've set up precautions. The best we can do is wait and prepare."
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Post by foxpelt on Jan 23, 2011 13:03:47 GMT -8
Foxstep stifles a yawn, tired from the day. "Do you need me to do anything for you, leader?" she asked, tired but not showing it. "I can do whatever you need me to do."
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Post by Flamestar on Feb 3, 2011 10:20:34 GMT -8
A clearing with cats. training, eating, sharing tongues and setting patrols. Flamestar gazed out at her clanmates proud as any leader could be.Though the dreams she had been getting were unsettling she had the sense that something bad was in store for all clans and not just hers. she thought to herself "Maybe it's just my imagination....well wether it proves to be true or not I must focus my efforts to my clan fully." She pads out of her den to her clan mates and organizes some new patrols thinking that this would be a smart decision. As the patrol leaves she stares into the sky and says to herself quiet enough to where no one can hear, "Star Clan what is going on? give me a sign, advice prophecy warning what ever i need to know more...."
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Post by Flamestar on Feb 3, 2011 11:11:07 GMT -8
with leafbare dragging on things annoyingly cold as usaul though all things considered the caln was doing well the past couple of days her patrol had picked up the scent of a fox and were investigating they had found some tracks and scent leading to a den looked like the fix had been their recently. This wasnt good with trouble hovering on the horizon and leafbare this fix problem was an un-wanted pest. She knew that going up against a fox was dangerous and she didn't want to risk any of her cats lives. They only smelled one fi so she figured they might be able to pull this off easy. She decided to lead the fox to a safe area with small shreads of prey. Then she organized a patrol of 10 warriors more than enough. They lied in wait carefuly ti keep out of sight and scent of the fox they could hear paw steps and then there it was.... with a flick of her tail they pounced using their swiftness to their advantage. Petalnose a new warrior(gonna make her bbio after this  ) was showing off her newly found skills her muscles tnsing and untensing clawing at the fox's belly, chest and throat. As the battle dragged on they were nearing the river the fox was badly injured and Flamestar figured a toss into the rushing cold river water would surely kill it so she will a flick of the tail she signaled her cats to push the fox twords the river. It worked the fox fell in it struggled then flowed down the river. Flamestar purred a little her warriors rejoiced hoping this was another pest cleared and they could get back to other duties. Flamestar wondered and was 99% sure that would be the end of the fox. She scented the faint tinges of spring far off or maybe it was the scarce fragments of leaf fall either way she couldn't wait for spring. She got up shaked her fur and went back to camp her warriors had some cuts and Petalnose had a ligh gash on her tail that could easily heal up with some time. Time.... it felt like time was the least of what they had... |
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Post by EBON on Feb 8, 2011 22:07:28 GMT -8
"Hi Petalfur!" A kit burst from the reeds behind the streamclan warrior. "Zapkit! Zapkit, come back!" His sister mewed shaking until she spotted her orange brother. "Zappy- Mouse - Brain!" She weeped cuffing him across the ears "You say, lets go show Petalfur this rock and then you j-just run off without me!" "oh! thats right!" Zapkit mewed and raised his paws showing Petalfur the smooth white stone in his little paws "lookies! itsn't it really flate?! Mom said there was a lot of them, but i've neve seen one so white! i wonder if snows this white?" He rammbled on. "Peeettttallfuurrr," the she-kit, Kindlekit, complained "We think we got lost," She strared at Petalfurs wound "your not hurt to bad right? we snuck out of camp after you but Zapkit the mouse brain got us lost."
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Post by Flamestar on Feb 9, 2011 4:18:48 GMT -8
purring in amusement she said, "heh it's just a scartch". Zapkit keeps jumping up and down showing how young she is with bountiful energy(Petalfur is actually Petalnose i forget if i created the bio so but i will look it over) Petalnose watched a kit a bit more then said, "Please keep within camp and try not to bother the elders and warriors." She smiled and padded off to hunt
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) was showing off her newly found skills her muscles tnsing and untensing clawing at the fox's belly, chest and throat. As the battle dragged on they were nearing the river the fox was badly injured and Flamestar figured a toss into the rushing cold river water would surely kill it so she will a flick of the tail she signaled her cats to push the fox twords the river. It worked the fox fell in it struggled then flowed down the river. Flamestar purred a little her warriors rejoiced hoping this was another pest cleared and they could get back to other duties. Flamestar wondered and was 99% sure that would be the end of the fox. She scented the faint tinges of spring far off or maybe it was the scarce fragments of leaf fall either way she couldn't wait for spring. She got up shaked her fur and went back to camp her warriors had some cuts and Petalnose had a ligh gash on her tail that could easily heal up with some time. Time.... it felt like time was the least of what they had...