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Leopardstreak Vice Captain
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 Posted: Sat Dec 03, 2011 4:38 pm
(( Wewt! 8D Finally got her new posting style together! <3 ))xxxxxxxxxxxxI'm a rock, I'm a wall
xxxxxxxxxxxxI'm a castle made of stone
xxxxxxxxxxxxI am brave, unafraid
xxxxxxxxxxxxBecause I know I am unbreakable
xxxxxxxxxxxxI am strong, I am tough
xxxxxxxxxxxxI'm an army of onexxxxxxxxxxxx I can stand up tall xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx Take it all and then some. xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxϨ ɧ ɩ ɱ ɱ ɇ ɼ ȿ ʈ ɇ ϼxxxxxxxxxxxx I've fallen so far, so deep in the darkxxxxxxxxxxxx
Yeah, where nothin' shines. . .xxxxxxxxxxxx
With nothin' left to lose I fought my way throughxxxxxxxxxxxx
To the other side. . .xxxxxxxxxxxx
'Cause I am unbreakable!xxxxxxxxxxxx ╔═════════════════════════════════════════════════╗I am unbreakable!
Yeah I lose, and I win
Either way 'till the end
I bruise and I bend sometimes. . .
But I am unbreakable. ῚxxѦ ϺxxɄ Ƞ Ƀ Ɍ ξ Ѧ Ӄ Ѧ Ƀ Ƚ ξ [ Shivering. Hungry. Exhausted. For three straight days, Shimmerstep had been huddled near her mate, squeezed into a tree den to wait out the rain. All the while, her stomach kept cramping and bellowing it's hunger. Shimmerstep had refused every piece of fresh-kill that was caught and or offered to her, giving it to the nursing queens and kits instead. Most all NightClan warriors hadn't eaten for days, herself included. Her body was weakening as was her spirit. But, just as it seemed that NightClan would be cursed with a forever-lasting torrential downpour, a sliver of sunlight cleaved through the dark gray clouds. With it brought hope. The rain lessened, and soon warriors could escape the imprisoning den. Shimmerstep was plenty eager to laeve, but her exhaustion crept up on her. She hadn't been sleeping well, and her belly pains had kept her well up. Gone from her eyes was the fiery spark that always shone, replacing it was a dull exhaustion and hunger. However, Shimmerstep fought. She fought the weakness that threatened to overcome her, and she was determined to keep moving along.
She leapt from the tree, splashing into belly high water. The mud beneath the water sucked at her paws, threatening to throw her down. Shimmerstep listened closely to Foxstar and nodded numbly, glad to be doing at least something. While her seemingly constant bellyache was fighting her, she wanted to go. Her eyes began to perk up a bit as she heard that Guardianvow would also be on the patrol- it was always pleasing to have her mate with her. However, as they neared, Guardianvow's question startled her. Of course she was fine! She was a strong warrior! ]
"Of course I'm fine! I'm just as strong as I always was, despite the stupid weather!" Shimmerstep replied tartly. She was perfectly fine! "I don't need a medicine cat to go and tell me what I already know," Shimmerstep muttered indignantly. However, the she-cat's moodiness had increased as of late. Normally, she would reassure her mate with gentle words, grateful for his concern.
[ Shimmerstep surprised herself at how her words came out. It didn't sound like her at all. Shimmerstep slowly remembered after the Gathering, how all the warriors were swept up into the trees after the kits were safe, and she never got to see Rabbitfoot or Hauntedheart about her bellyache. Shimmerstep still had them, but she simply blamed them on her hunger. But as she came to think of it, maybe she should see the medicine cat. But it could wait. It can always wait. ]╚════════════════════════════════════════════╝ xxxxxxxxxxxxWhen the cracks in the groundxxxxxxxxxxxx
Try to swallow you inxxxxxxxxxxxx
When the rivers overflowxxxxxxxxxxxx
And your faith wears thin, yeah.xxxxxxxxxxxx
xxxxxxxxxNo matter my fate, I'll stare it in the face, xxxxxxxxx'Cause I know that I am unbreakable! xxxxxxxxxxxxWhen the road up ahead
xxxxxxxxxxxxStretches on and on and on
xxxxxxxxxxxxWhen I know that I'm right
xxxxxxxxxxxxAnd the world is all wrong
xxxxxxxxxxxxI am unbreakable xxxxxxxxxxxx I'm a rock.
xxxxxxxxxI'm a wall.
I'm a castle made of stone.xxxxxxxxx
I am brave, unafraid, because I know I am unbreakable.
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Posted: Sat Dec 03, 2011 6:17 pm
 Dream as if
you'll live forever,
live as if you'll
die today
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx ȘTARҟCLOUD
Nightclan Warrior/Gentle/Friend/Sweet/Motherly
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxMentor to no one
Past apprentices: Rainblast
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxWorry about your character,
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxnot your reputation because
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxyour character is who you
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxare & your reputation is
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxwhat cat's think you are
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((Kitty's Meow: don't worry about it. That's big enough for me to work with))
[I sighed and looked around, not saying a word. And really, what would I say? I couldn't exactly make conversation with the young tabby she-warrior. I didn't know her well enough to make it... Well, not awkward. I had stopped glancing back though, it seemed that Envyfeather was just fine, and really, what did I have to worry about. We would finish the patrol, report to Foxstar, and then I would check with Rainblast to see if he saw anything different in his sister, because, come to think of it. She had always been full of energy in her kithood and early apprenticeship. In fact, that was probably where Rainblast got his energy from, always trying to keep up with his sister.]
[Pushing these thoughts out of my head, I forced myself to look around and focus on my surroundings. Which, wasn't much of an improvement. Envyfeather was right!] "It's so.... depressing" [I whispered, looking around at the ruins of what used to be a fairly comfortable territory, for those of us who were used to it anyways.]
[I stopped walking too and looked to Envyfeather. Continue. Or go back. I was fine with either.] "I don't know. From the looks of it, it doesn't look like we'll run into anything that will give us much hope. And if we do see anything different. It'll probably be worse than this... I'm not quite sure." [I meowed slowly.] "What do you think?" [I questioned, deciding to give her a say in this. I was a senior warrior, so, I could say something and we would probably do it. But that wouldn't be fair. So, she could give her opinion, and we might just follow through on it. I rested my stark blue eyes on her.]
((Out Of Cats: ))
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Nobody can go back and start a new beginning, but anyone can start today and make a new ending
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XxPreussischePrinzessinxX
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Posted: Sat Dec 03, 2011 6:53 pm
 ▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅XXXXHave you ever tried to lookXXXXXXXAt the beauty underneath?XXXXX☽ ☽ ☽XXXXL e a d me, s a v e me from my s o l i t u d e✵↘XXA s h a m e d of what I wasXX↙✵ A f r a i d to see your e y e sXXXX☾ ☾ ☾XXXXX ▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅↘↘xxＴｒｙxxａｎｄxxｔａｋｅxxａxxｌｏｏｋ
Ｉｎｔｏxxｔｈｉｓxxｌｏｎｅｌｙxxａｂｙｓｓxxｃａｌｌｅｄxxｍｙxxｈｅａｒｔxx↙↙ XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXTigerfang ll Nightclan ll WarriorXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX  [Tigerfang narrowed her eyes as she saw another form come into the leader's den. The tortoise-shell pelt made the cat unmistakably Blackflame. The large tabby warrior blinked slowly, then shifted her body so the other she-cat could have more room to squeeze into the cramped little den. She nodded understandingly when Blackflame stated her purpose, but didn't say anything. There was a tone in her voice that suggested she was trying very hard to be nice, but to be frank, Tigerfang didn't really care. She had suffered much worse, and dealt out much more offensively. But still, she hardly knew the pretty she-cat, which, Tigerfang noted, was probably due to Tigerfang's silent anger and antisocialness and Blackflame's more pronounced anger. The stoic Tigerfang stayed silent, and instead focused her attention to the pitter-patter of rain outside.]
I wonder if she feels the same way about the decision of the deputy... Tigerfang thought suddenly. Her ears swiveled back against her head as she thought of the deputy, but she kept her eyes calm as she thought, It's best to keep my comments to myself...especially something like that...
[This was why Tigerfang thought emotions were one of the most useless things in all the world. It made it easier for cats to be taken advantage of, and thus brought down entire Clans. She still kept silent, keeping her brooding anger on the inside.] ▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅  
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Posted: Sat Dec 03, 2011 9:11 pm
  know that your time has come. If you believe in yourself you will move mountains, change the course of history, and your faith alone will guide you.  [Lionfur nodded slowly and waited for a heartbeat, when no one moved he glanced around. It was like their were waiting for something. He narrowed his eyes and thought it through. Obviously! They were waiting for the NightClan hero to lead the hunting patrol! The golden tom stood, puffed out his chest and held his head high as he walked, carefully treading across the roots of trees that remained above the water level.
The group soon dispersed, separating and finding their own section of the territory to hunt in. Lionfur decided to try and find the driest area possible. As he traveled, he kept his gaze on the lowest branches, hoping that prey had taken refuge there. His mind on searching, and worry about his sister, and his rumbling stomach, he was fooled when he saw movement out of the corner of his eye. It looked like something swimming under the water, possibly a frog. He pounced before thinking and when he had a face full of mud, he realized he had plucked a stock from the water. Despair filled the warrior and he started to trudge back to the camp. It had seemed as though they had been out the whole day. He was ready to give in and simply collapse. Soon he saw Puresun. He didn't bother to quicken his pace, how could he face a NightClan warrior with no prey to speak of. He hung his head in shame and continued splashing through the water at a relatively slow pace.]   rust in the path you have been given. You were chosen to lead and they to follow. Follow your destiny and your truth will set you free.
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Posted: Fri Dec 09, 2011 10:04 pm
 PineeyesAre you alive, or not?✓┏━━━━━━━━━┓✗
-lolwut, tiny-scale and rather unneeded 'flood ditches' to lead teh watur away-
[Aw, foxdung. What a pleasant disaster. What an absolute, horrid, despicable-- Augh... Nevermind. I think the situation of half the camp was clear enough without my rather poorly descripted narration. My, my, it was a mess. I shook my head and slowly did a 360 of my surroundings. Debris everywhere, more puddles than usual, and more than a few skid marks on the ground where a cat had begun walking before slipping and crashing into the mud.]
[ The weather stunk of pitiful, wet cat and the slimy, irony smell of mud. The clouds seeped dreainess... I was feeling pretty down myself, but returned to my paws anyway, trying to ignore the feeling of mud oozing inbetween my tose. I had a duty to do. Foxstar had said to clear out the camp anyway I could... So... What could I do with this? Cocking my head and squinting my eyes, I focused on what I felt was the pain problem. The water. Or more specifically, the puddles that littered this camp. It almost appeared as if a few of the elders had lost their bladders in the middle of camp. It was no way for the honorable clan of Nightclan to appear. Nightclan was strong and their elder's bladders would appear so, too!]
[ As I picked my way around the muddy spots to the nearest puddle, I instantly regretted my comparison of puddles and elder urine. What if it really was? What if the rain had flooded the dirtplace as well, and sent a torrent of our own feces to settle all around us? My muzzle twisted in horror and vile disgust. Oh Starclan, that better not be so. Jus' to make sure there were no tints of yellow or other colors in the water, I pricked out a toe and gently made a crease in the mud, causing the water to trickle out for further investigation.]
[I peered at it with an accusing eye, and then I stopped breathing. I just had an.. idea! I continued the water indent with my toe and watched with elated glee as the water followed the indention.]
[ I stood up tall and gave my gray coat a shake of triumph, then quickly bent down again to continue my tiny river making project.]
✗┗━━━━━━━━━┛✓Is there nothing in your head?
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Posted: Sat Dec 10, 2011 9:06 am
·۰•●○● Too Fast to Live ... ►[Blossomstream cautiously stepped into the clearing. Her eyes blinked innocently as she focused on the mushy ground. The damp texture appealed to her. Slowly, she dipped her paw into the mud puddle and watched it stain her fur into an ugly color. Such beautiful fur being ruined.
She giggled at the sight and dipped her paw deeper into the puddle. And just like any other kit, she dipped her other paw in the puddle. Eventually her whole fore paws were covered in thick mud. Her beautiful green eyes brighten in amazement as she starred at her fore paws.
A certain individual caught her attention in the distance. Her dear brother. Lionfur. The she-cat smiled brightly as she started to approach him. But she stopped as he departed from the camp to go on patrol. Not understanding the reason of his absence, Blossomstream followed far behind and left muddy paw prints on the dry land.
Every steps sucked into the mud. She effortly heaved her paws out of the puddle to take her next step. Blossomstream became overwhelmed, trying to fend off the dirty substance in order to catch up with her brother. She mewled out to him in hopes to hold his attention. But the chances were slim, since the distance between the two were far. Beads of tears formed in her eyes as she angrily escaped the mud.]◄ ... Too Young to Die ●○●•۰·
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Posted: Tue Dec 13, 2011 3:05 pm
 IT'S NOT THE PAIN THAT HURTS THE WORST
IT'S KNOWING WHEN FRIENDSHIP WAS SOUGHT
NONE WAS TO BE NOTICED. Treespirit Single / NightClan / Fear Of Foxes / Blind It's not the tree who blocks your path
B u t y o u w h o b l o c k t h e t r e e
The adventure is long and dangerous
A p a t h s e t f o r t h o s e o f t r u t h
Death comes at a high price.
R e m e m b e r t h i s i t s t r u e A fox is a demon in disguise.
A r a v i n g c r e a t u r e w i t h b l o o d t h i r s t y t h o u g h t s
It will sneak into your homes, taking all that pleases.
L e a v i n g a n g e r t h a t n e v e r s l e e p s
Remember these thoughts, wise in your heart.
K e e p t h e m e m o r y f r e s h
Revenge and anger, cover your heart.
C o n s u m i n g a l l i n t h e p a t h
Be wise and avoid.
T h e f o x
Paws slipped on the mud that grazed his pad, coldness seeping into the blackness of this pad. A shiver slipped through the spine, reaching into the cat and seeming to claw at it from the head back. A soft mewl escaped his jaw. And a particular thought swiveled around into his mind. It was about the new Deputy, a very young Warrior, it filled Treespirit with anger. He had no intentions of Deputy, he didn't see the perks and big deal! What does it matter? He didn't want to be Deputy, and then Leader. He'd have to see so many countless seasons of deaths. Including his loved ones most likely. He gazed around at the clan, a soft heavy sigh escaping. Eaglesoar, he should be Deputy. He deserves it. But all of acourse! His wishes would not come true, he noticed Lionfur, seeming to show himself off. His eye's rolled, his one good eye scratched the Leader's Den with a cold gaze, as a sweet scent, and a look of gentle happiness pleased the Brother of the Black and orange cat. Although Blackflame did not see him. His fur uplifted across his pelt, and he shivered with displeasure, the smile on his face fading away, he tried to regain his pawstep. But instead, he slip and fell into the mud, his face covering with it. He shook his head, sending splotches of mud to land on the ground. It'd be okay, the mud kind of blended into his brown coat. Treespirit turned his had, looking at the entrance to the clearing. Wet seeping into the depths of his face Racketing his mind with it's sick jokes. He coughed, but that was all. Stretching the paw's out before him, careful to not slip and fall again. But although this seemed the case. The Tom laid down, his belly fur sticking out underneath him, due to the mud. He sighed heavily, once more, his black nose twitched many ways, he could smell alot. Being one eyed had it's perks. His hearing and his smell had improved. Also the feeling of stuff. He never knew what he had, until the green eyed tom had lost it.I won't lose my clanmates either, i'll protect every last one till the last breath has breathed from me. And the sun has shed it's light on my last day. That's when I cannot protect them after that. He told himself. A realisation sunk in. If NightClan had been like it had in the older days, Treespirit would have been either kicked out of the clan, or killed for his mishap. But before returning, Treespirit would have ran away, far away, maybe he'd then live in StormClan, or maybe SeaClan. That thought made his eye's glance with pure terror. The thought of eating fish everyday made him sick.
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Posted: Sun Dec 18, 2011 11:40 am
Ÿinkit The tiny pebbles that block your path, are only one step of the journey.
B u t w i t h e a c h t i n y s t e p b e p r e p a r e d f o r a n o t h e r
And it's not me who's grown so cold my friend.
I t h i n k y o u n e e d t o t a k e s o m e b l a m e y o u r s e l f ¡ I can be grumpy
¡ I c a n b e i n s e c u r e
¡ I can be quiet
¡ A n d I c a n b e l a z y
¡ But their's one thing for sure
¡ I c a n n e v e r d e n y
¡ That loving you
¡ W a s t h e b e s t o f a l l  See me live
S e e m e d i e
See me now?
S e e n o f e a r
See no shame
S e e n o s a d n e s s
Wipe them tears away
S e e m e t h r i v e
Take another chance
P l a y m y h e a r t a g a i n
It's a deadly game
C a n y o u w i n ?
If you can it's never easy
I ' m d i f f i c u l t y w i t h d a n g e r
My heart's no toy and it's no guitar
B u t p l a y w i t h i t b o y
I surely want you to try
I d a r e y o u
Play me like a toy
C u t m e i n t w o
B r e a k m y h e a r t i n h a l f
I ' l l d o t h e s a m e t o y o u
Just go ahead
I ' m n o t o y a n d i ' m n o g u i t a r
Play me like one
B e p u n i s h e d l i k e a d o g Her gaze touched the ground, as sounds echoed through her mind. The young kit bounced around in the Nursery. Her fur already seeming to get thicker, and longer. Her tail slowly to take the appearance of plumed. She puffed up her fur, and shook her head. Giggling to herself quietly, her fell over on purpose. Not able to speak, she kicked her hindlegs at the air 'till she grew tired. She shook her head, not wanting to sleep, but wanting to play. Who want's to play with me! She called out to herself. Her eye's bright and clearly light with what a kit is expected to have. Cheerfulness. She bounced around, giggling, although some cats gave her funny stares. Here was a kit, related to the meanest cat in all the clans. But was so bouncy, so happy, so polar opposite. Her fur, white instead of black. Obviously showing the happiness. In such dull times, why not be happy? Cheer everyone up! Yinkit looked at a few other kit's. Her eye's grew soft with sadness. As she saw how cold they were. She bounded up to them. Touching her nose to one, as if trying to say. Cheer up guys! Everything will be fine! Her blue gaze of a kitten showed happiness. And recovery from her damadge.
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Posted: Wed Dec 21, 2011 6:16 pm
 D @ Я K K 1 Ṫ Darkkit sloshed through the mud, trying to get the water out of his fur. He sneezed, freezing. The young kit shook his fur, water droplets splashing around. He looked to the skies from the corner of the den, the driest place for kits. His blue eyes reflected sadness, and that tiny bit of hope seemed to fly.
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Posted: Thu Dec 22, 2011 9:04 am
Ÿinkit The tiny pebbles that block your path, are only one step of the journey.
B u t w i t h e a c h t i n y s t e p b e p r e p a r e d f o r a n o t h e r
And it's not me who's grown so cold my friend.
I t h i n k y o u n e e d t o t a k e s o m e b l a m e y o u r s e l f ¡ I can be grumpy
¡ I c a n b e i n s e c u r e
¡ I can be quiet
¡ A n d I c a n b e l a z y
¡ But their's one thing for sure
¡ I c a n n e v e r d e n y
¡ That loving you
¡ W a s t h e b e s t o f a l l See me live
S e e m e d i e
See me now?
S e e n o f e a r
See no shame
S e e n o s a d n e s s
Wipe them tears away
S e e m e t h r i v e
Take another chance
P l a y m y h e a r t a g a i n
It's a deadly game
C a n y o u w i n ?
If you can it's never easy
I ' m d i f f i c u l t y w i t h d a n g e r
My heart's no toy and it's no guitar
B u t p l a y w i t h i t b o y
I surely want you to try
I d a r e y o u
Play me like a toy
C u t m e i n t w o
B r e a k m y h e a r t i n h a l f
I ' l l d o t h e s a m e t o y o u
Just go ahead
I ' m n o t o y a n d i ' m n o g u i t a r
Play me like one
B e p u n i s h e d l i k e a d o g Her ear's perked up, and her blue eye's glinted, as she noticed a tiny kitten. She hadn't seen him around before. Yinkit alway's wanted to be friendly. So she bounced over to the kitten. Looking at Darkkit closely. She noticed how sad he seemed. And how he shook and shivered. She pressed her pelt against his, feeling the dampness sink into her. She drew back, hoping that would warm him up slightly. Her bright blue gaze was cheerful, as if nothing in the world bothered her. She cocked her head to the side, looking at him. Her eye's faintly glinted as if 'What's wrong' the question should be asked through her body language. 'Cheer up, it won't be like this for long' she tried telling him. But she couldn't. Sadness edged into her eye's, but was gone a split moment later. Why be sad? The world is fun! It won't be like this for long anyhow. She told herself.
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Posted: Fri Dec 23, 2011 1:32 pm
D @ Я K K 1 Ṫ Darkkit's tiny ears flicked as he noticed a kit press into him. He felt her warmth but it didn't seem to help much. He nodded in response. After a while of watching her, he realized she couldn't talk. Darkkit sighed. He flinched as another roll of thunder roared. He blinked up at the lightning that flashed in the sky. What's happening... He thought to himself.
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Posted: Fri Dec 23, 2011 4:08 pm
Ÿinkit The tiny pebbles that block your path, are only one step of the journey.
B u t w i t h e a c h t i n y s t e p b e p r e p a r e d f o r a n o t h e r
And it's not me who's grown so cold my friend.
I t h i n k y o u n e e d t o t a k e s o m e b l a m e y o u r s e l f ¡ I can be grumpy
¡ I c a n b e i n s e c u r e
¡ I can be quiet
¡ A n d I c a n b e l a z y
¡ But their's one thing for sure
¡ I c a n n e v e r d e n y
¡ That loving you
¡ W a s t h e b e s t o f a l l See me live
S e e m e d i e
See me now?
S e e n o f e a r
See no shame
S e e n o s a d n e s s
Wipe them tears away
S e e m e t h r i v e
Take another chance
P l a y m y h e a r t a g a i n
It's a deadly game
C a n y o u w i n ?
If you can it's never easy
I ' m d i f f i c u l t y w i t h d a n g e r
My heart's no toy and it's no guitar
B u t p l a y w i t h i t b o y
I surely want you to try
I d a r e y o u
Play me like a toy
C u t m e i n t w o
B r e a k m y h e a r t i n h a l f
I ' l l d o t h e s a m e t o y o u
Just go ahead
I ' m n o t o y a n d i ' m n o g u i t a r
Play me like one
B e p u n i s h e d l i k e a d o g Her tiny ear's perked, she watched Darkkit. He had a similiar coat color, eye color as her Mother. Sniffing slightly she realized he carried no scent of the other cats from the clan. He doesn't have any family! She cried to herself. How sad it would be, with no family, no one to love, no one to depend on. No one to be there for you. The broken jawed kit looked at Darkkit, noticing his eye's trailing to the sky, as lightning struck, she leaped up, hearing the thunder rolling and crackling through the sky. Her fur puffed out in every direction as fear hit her hard. She didn't like this, what they called it. Storms? Yes that's what it was called. A new fear to add to her list. And since she was so young, she didn't like the dark either. She noticed how Darkkit still shivered slightly being cold. She touched her nose to his, then pointed up to the sky with her paw. Almost tumbling over, she quickly drew her paw to the ground. Looking at him she then heard another roll of thunder and lightning, she hissed her fur bushing up. Sticking out everywhere and her eye's enlarging with fear. Yinkit shook her cranium. Returning her growing long fur to normal. Just alittle more time, and her jaw would be healed, she had been counting each day off on her paws. About what, two more weeks left? Maybe one? What had Hauntedheart said? She couldn't remember, turning her attention back to Darkkit. She tilted her head, he surely looked like Blackflame, but less of the flamed colors on his pelt. She shook her head, walking next to him, she pressed her pelt against his in a friendly manner, trying to keep him warm. He sure seemed lonely. She hadn't seen him with any other kits before. Maybe him and I! We can be friends! She thought cheerfully.
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Posted: Fri Dec 23, 2011 10:34 pm
D @ Я K K 1 Ṫ Darkkit blinked at the cat when she jumped. He purred with laughter. He looked to the sky where she pointed, and watched her carefully, trying to figure out what she was saying. He flicked his ear as he noticed her press her pelt against his in a friendly manner. He moved away, his muscles rippling. He searched the den for a warrior that could tell him what was happening to the camp.
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Posted: Sun Mar 04, 2012 2:23 pm
·۰•●○● Too Fast to Live ... ►[A gleam of natural light shimmered over the she-cat. Her soft strands lightly puffed in the air with every step she took. Even the gentle shade of her light olive eyes filled with glee. Her quick and uncontrollable speed caused her to stumble here and there. She eventually bumped into an elder, who hissed in response. She couldn't stop running, only turning her head back in worry.]
"S-S-S-Sorry!" she apologized, paying attention to her direction.
[Quickly, she rushed into the warrior's den and wiggled her butt in. The sweet scent tangled within her fur seemed to catch attention to a few late-snoozing warriors. However only the lightly lit glow of her eyes enlightened inside the dark den. She sniffed each nest to see who was who. Eventually, she found the scent of her brother, Lionfur. Giggling like a little kit, she sprang up in the air and landed on his back. She purred loudly and constantly licked his cheek.]
"Wake up wake up! Brother, wake up!" she mewed, not being able to hold her giggles back.◄ ... Too Young to Die ●○●•۰·
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Posted: Tue Mar 06, 2012 5:55 pm
know that your time has come. If you believe in yourself you will move mountains, change the course of history, and your faith alone will guide you. [A golden warrior lay in a damp nest. There in the dark, his quiet cries disturbed the sleep of others. It was an odd reality, the warrior had always thought himself fearless. He was chose to be like this for his sister, to stay strong and protect her innocence. There was no point in tainting a blissful mind with despair and strife. But this warrior, proud and courageous was now dreaming of his one true fear.
Lionfur was standing on the root of a rather large ash tree, staring at the darkening sky. He was young, still an apprentice it seemed and with his sister. It was just after he had taken in as a sister -under his wing- in a manner of speaking. They looked at the setting sun, most of the sun light blocked by clouds or trees but it was beautiful none the less. He leaned over to rest his head upon hers and found that there was nothing there to accommodate his wishes. She had simply vanished. Suffice it to say, he looked everywhere for her. In the camp, around the territory, even daring to step over the boarders to try and find a scent trail nothing. It was as though she had never existed and when he tried to ask his clan mates about her, his voice would fail him.
Lionfur was jostled awake by Blossomstream jumping on him. It wasn't the most pleasant way to wake up, but he hadn't been having the best dream and was grateful for her sudden appearance. It put his heart at ease to know that she was still there and that this was real life. His fur stuck out every which way, save where she was licking him. In one quick, but groggy movement, he rolled over, playfully tossing her off.]
"It is much too early to wake." he yawned, tongue sticking out and teeth glinting in what little light there was.
[If Lionfur had to describe Blossomstream in one word, he would choose eccentric. Slowly he stood, throwing his back into a arch to stretch. His stomach rumbled and he remembered that he had not eaten the previous day. The hunt had not gone well and thus many of the warriors went hungry. Feed the clan first. Always the clan first. He sighed, shook his pelt and lowered his gaze calmly to his sister.]
"Is the camp about to be over run by winged frogs, or shall I rest my head upon my paws once more?" he asked teasingly, a sparkle of brotherly love in his eyes.
((OOC: His dream is not from StarClan, I figure everyone can have nightmares and dreams the odd time seeing as normal cats do razz )) rust in the path you have been given. You were chosen to lead and they to follow. Follow your destiny and your truth will set you free.
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