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 Posted: Mon Feb 25, 2008 5:33 pm
Though it took quite a while, Amberkit finally composed himself. He was still breathing heavily, and his wide eyes held that same haunted look. After gathering himself, he told Sirensong and Mousepelt of the fae that slept at the foot of the moonstone, nursing her kits. The other cats surrounded her, but did not speak. This was obviously where his prophecy ended; the chosen cats would have to produce the rest on their own.
He told them all of this, but still his eyes remained fixed on the fox, her bushy red tail curled over her kits in protection, even in her sleep. He shuddered, but did not break into convulsions as he had at the first sight of her. After a few moments of silence, he gulped, and spoke.
"Do you...know how I died?"
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Posted: Wed Feb 27, 2008 12:41 pm
Sirensong nodded. "I see. So...." She sighed. "We will have to think about this some more."
Sirensong looked at Amberkit, startled. "No, we don't. That is private information. However, if you feel like telling us, we will always listen."
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Posted: Wed Feb 27, 2008 1:10 pm
Mousepelt remained quiet. She simply nodded, to Amberkit in thanks, and glanced at Sirensong. Mousepelt didn't need to tell her that she would need time alone to think. Then she turned and padded off a ways and sat in a patch of grass.
What could it mean? she thought.
Just then Mousepelt looked over towards WindClan. She saw her daughter, Hazelpaw being told to catch a rabbit. She watched Dragoneyes as she ordered Hazelpaw.
My daughter doesn't even have a mentor yet! How does she expect her to catch a rabbit? she thought.
Just then a sharp pain stabbed her heart.
If I was still alive, she would have a mentor...
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Posted: Thu Feb 28, 2008 4:41 pm
Diamondpelt wandered through StarClan, before she noticed Sirensong,Mousepelt, and Amberkit. Seeing there serious faces, she asked, "What's wrong? you seem like..." She realized something. "Did you find a prophecy?"
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XThe Lily Of The ValleyX Crew
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Posted: Fri Feb 29, 2008 1:36 pm
((This is for Minxpaw... I'll also be posting something in WindClan as a spiritual Mousepelt.))
Mousepelt looked up at Diamondpelt. She simply nodded, and something caught her attention. She looked over at the WindClan camp in horror. Minxpaw was...dead! She raced off, not bothering to tell the others what was wrong. As her spiritual self scampered towards the grieving clan, she watched as Smallstar and Lightface surrounded Minxpaw's dead body.
Oh no....poor Minxpaw...she was still so young... she thought.
"Dragoneyes will be devastated!" she cried, sitting down to grieve with her clan.
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Posted: Fri Feb 29, 2008 3:20 pm
Sirensong watched Mousepelt bolt off, but did nothing to stop her. It was not her business to interfere with Windclan's business. She turned to Diamondpelt. "Amberkit has had one. He was about to tell us how he died?" The last question was directed at Amberkit.
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Posted: Fri Feb 29, 2008 4:44 pm
Diamondpelt was looking where Mousepelt had bolted. "No...no! Minxpaw is dead!" She yowled. She raced after her, to comfort Lightface and Smallstar. Mainly Lightface, her apprentice, the medicine cat's first death she couldn't help.
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Posted: Fri Feb 29, 2008 4:51 pm
Mousepelt wanted to stay with WindClan during Minxpaw's ceremony, but she first needed to do something else. She ran the other way towards Diamondpelt. "Diamondpelt!" she cried "Come with me down to WindClan! The young Minxpaw is dead and the clan is grieving her. Mousepelt didn't bother waiting for a response and ran back to her former home. Once back in camp, she settled herself down next to Smallstar, resting her tail once again on his shoulder. "It'll be alright, Smallstar." she comforted him.
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Posted: Sat Mar 01, 2008 2:33 pm
Diamondpelt entered StarClan, and bounded over to Sirensong. "Minxpelt has come." She simply mewed. "She's dead, she's dead..." She called her. "Minxpelt! There is some people you need to meet..."
Minxpelt came in, wondering and mystified. "StarClan..." She glanced at the others. "You're...dead?" Minxpelt shook her head. "I can't leave WindClan! I had to finish training, find my mother, and...and...I wasn't even able to go to a Gathering!" She glanced towards the still grieving WindClan. "Come on! Do you want them to keep grieving like that?" She yowled. "I need to go back!" She flattened her ears.
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Posted: Sat Mar 01, 2008 2:45 pm
Mousepelt padded over to Minxpelt. "Hush, young one." she comforted. "Trust me when I say, I know how you feel. We all have joined the ranks of StarClan, and now it is our job to bring messages to our former clans. We all have felt lost when we first came here. Just look at poor Amberkit, he haden't gotten the chance to even get an apprentice name!" Mousepelt explained, resting her tail on Minxpelt's shoulder to comfort her.
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Posted: Sat Mar 01, 2008 3:24 pm
Diamondpelt mumured, "I was Lightface's mentor. I died of a sickness I couldn't cure...."
Minxpelt finally gave in, and mewed, "So, what do we do? Just sit and wait for prophecies?"
Diamondpelt turned to Mousepelt, confused. "What should I tell her. Technically, we do wait for prophecies..." She remembered something, and turned to Minxpelt. "Minxpelt, this is just like the Clans, except no Clan rivalry, and no worrying about how much prey! We talk to each other, and watch over our Clans."
Minxpelt, hearing a satisfactory answer, mewed miserably, "But....I liked Clan life..."
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Posted: Wed Mar 05, 2008 6:55 pm
Sirensong watched silently, her eyes calm. It was not her business. However, it was her business to introduce herself to Minxpelt.
"Hello there, Minxpelt," Sirensond meowed softly. "I am Sirensong."
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Posted: Thu Mar 06, 2008 1:11 pm
Minxpelt turned to the cat, eyes narrowing. "What Clan are you from?" She knewn now there were no Clan rivalries, but the small time in WindClan had taught her enough: Don't trust anyone from any Clans. "WindClan? ShadowClan?" She pressed anxiously, ready to unsheather her claws at any moment. Another rule she learned: Keep them off the territory, wherever that was. She cast a forlorn look at the still-grieving WindClan.
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Posted: Fri Mar 07, 2008 1:06 pm
Mousepelt glanced over to Sirensong. Then she looked back at Minxpelt, whos eyes were narrowed. "Once you live here awhile, you will understand that we are all here for the same purpose. Diamondpelt, you and I hail from WindClan. But that does not make us any different from any other cats that live here."
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Posted: Fri Mar 07, 2008 3:42 pm
Minxpelt looked at Mousepelt, eyes filled with sorrow yet again. "But...how can things be so different? I was taught to attack intruders, and you are saying to be nice to them!"[/color]
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