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 Posted: Fri Dec 02, 2011 2:34 pm
Burrpelt :: StormClan :: Warrior
(URGH. School's been a pain in the butt. FINALLY get to post. It's FRIDAAAAY. But this post took forever to type. This stupid wrist brace I have to wear is making it difficult.)
[Burrpelt paced restlessly. He was thinner, due to the lack of prey, and his fur was clumpy and damp. For the past few days all it had done was rain, rain, and rain. Frankly, the tom was grumpy and agitated. He wanted to return to the camp. The golden tabby shook his pelt for the hundreth time before stalking over towards the cave in the back of the clearing. He entered and carefully made his way to his mate. He settled down next to her, rasping his tounge over her fur.] "The rain's let up." [he grumbled between licks. He felt a bit better around Skywhisker and his kits but he was worried that they would get sick from the weather. A chill racked his body and he shuddered. Maybe he was getting sick. Now that he thought about it, he hadn't exactly been feeling well. He had assumed it was just his mood. He got to his paws, feeling worried.] "You know what, I think I'm going to try and hunt. I'll come back later." [he told her, starting for the cave exit. He didn't want to get anyone sick so he decided he'd visit Moonblaze or Fadinghorizon. Hopefully he wouldn't be a burden.]
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Posted: Sat Dec 03, 2011 11:06 am
Cause I'm not afraid to fall On the edge
If you're the one who catches me Of something real
Tell that you'll be there when I'm I have a choice
About to lose it all But I don't know what to feel
You 're the one who helps me see Getting tired of all this fear
That sometimes it's ok to fall Before I choose
Let me know that you'll be here I know, I know, I know, I know / We gonna make it / 'Cause no one else can make me feel / The way that you do, I promise you  ███  █████████████ I've come down with love, got bit by the bug
You've got me trippin' on my feet
I've come down with love, I can't get enough
My mind starts racing and my heart forgets to beat
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Mentor to: No one, She's raising kits. ^^
Past Apprentices: Oakpawbranch
Mate to: Burrpelt☆*´¨`*☆☆*´¨`*☆☆*´¨`*☆ [I opened my mouth wide in a yawn and curled my tail around my kits to keep them warm. I wasn't enjoying how my tail seemed to move off of my kits when I was sleeping. I looked longingly at the fish that Larka had brought for Thunderflight. It smelled so good! But Thunderflight was the deputy, she needed her strength too. I would walk out and ask for one of the smaller fishes, but I didn't want to leave my kits and risk them shivering in cold. Or yowl again. So, I stayed.]
[I looked up, my hunger pushed away as I saw a familiar tabby pelt push it's way into the small cave. I purred and nuzzled Burrpelt's cheek as he settled down beside me. I looked at him as he said something about the rain.] "Really? That's great" [I meowed, blinking my eyes tiredly. I opened my eyes and was about to protest, but then noticed that he didn't look too well. So, I let him leave.] "Good luck hunting" [Was all I said before I rested my head back down and closed my eyes. Maybe I could sleep knowing that the rain had let up a little bit, maybe that meant that this would be all over soon and my kits wouldn't get sick.] ((Out Of Cats: ))☆*´¨`*☆☆*´¨`*☆☆*´¨`*☆Sweet / Caring / Swift / Gentle / Kind / Terrific Hunter / Strong / Understanding / Friendly / Determined████████████████ █████████████████
████████████████████████████████████Sisters annoy, interfere, criticize. Indulge in monumental sulks, in huffs, in snide remarks. Borrow. Break. Are always underpaw. But if catastrophe should strike, sisters are there. Defending you against all comers. xxxxxxMy Dear Sister Dawnsky, Thank you
წXSkywɪʂӃεяX↪.......... Queen of Stormclan..
THIS LAYOUT IS COPYRIGHTED BY LEE_IS_ME_96
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Posted: Sun Dec 04, 2011 12:43 pm
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XXXXXWHEN I'm STAND↑NG ↑N THE DARK I'LL ST↑LL BEL↑EVE
someone's x x watching watching over mexxx• •XXXXXXX
XXX*; A DREAM IS A WI*SH ↗: Y↺UR HEART MAKES __xxx`▋:SO TECHNICALLY WISHES ►► D↻ C↻ME TRUEXX ::XXX
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XS T O R M C L A NXX`♥
Mentor to: No one
Past Mentor: Firestorm
KITTY SAYS: .~
[I yawned and opened my eyes from my spot beside my sister. I was far enough so that I wouldn't bother the queens, but close enough so that I could take care of my sister, but I was feeling awfully cramped. How Skywisker did this, day after day, barely moving was beyond me. So, not being suited for the life of sitting still. I stood up and, careful to not disturb the queens or their kits, I padded out of the cave, where the rain seemed to have let up. This was good, maybe things were going to go back to normal soon. I longed for our home so much. I never really thought how good we had it. Guess you don't, until you're in danger of loosing it.]
[I settled myself down and began to rasp my tongue over my fur. If I wasn't going to do anything, I might as well keep myself busy.]
[My multicolored eyes caught sight of something that took hold of my attention. Fish. I looked up, my tongue still halfway out and stared at the fish. She could fish?! How... How did she not fall in? That was amazing. Here we thought that only Seaclan cat's could fish. It seemed like they were born with the natural talent.] Probably were. [I thought, but she could fish. That was incredible. That meant we could have food. At that thought, my stomach growled. Shaking my head, I took my eyes off of Larka and her fish and returned to my grooming.]
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"WHERE WOULD WE BE IF WE COULD NOT DREAM?"
Layout Ⓒ iZann
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Posted: Sat Dec 10, 2011 3:50 pm
 SilverstarIn Camp
[ Silverstar rushed into camp, lungs heaving and regal fur dripping with mud. Her silver fur was stained brown, water dripping into her eyes. Her legs felt like they were going to give out at any moment, but her hardened resolve propelled her forward. She rushed into the already flooding camp, watching in amazement as her Clan seemed to just move into positions. She watched silently as Thunderflight barked out orders, feeling slightly replaced. Yes, she was growing old, but she had four more lives left! Silverstar's eyes darkened at her deputy for a moment, but she shook her feelings off roughly, reprimanding herself. Her deputy was supposed to be giving orders! But it seemed that Thunderflight was always quicker to announce a plan. Silverstar shook herself roughly, somewhat to get the water off, but mainly to shake these stupid thoughts from her head. Silverstar dove into the elders' den, pushing Wheatear and Dawnthistle, two of the more spry elders, int the rush to get to the oak clearing. Silverstar pushed her way deeper into the den to get the last elder, Grasshedge (NPC), to follow Wheatear and Dawnthistle. The two younger elders supported the cranky tom between them and hustled toward the exit. Silverstar spotted a bright orange pelt streaking toward Thunderflight, the cat's white tipped tail streaming out behind her. The cat, Miraclesky, as Silverstar recognized her, immediately took some of the herbs from Thunderflight. Silverstar hurried all the cats out of the clearing, leaving herself alone in the flooding clearing. She let the rain streak down her fur, standing momentarily in the drenching rain. She felt the torrents threatening to wash her legs out from underneath her. The weeping skies seemed to calm the silver leader, expressing her torment of inner emotion. Silverstar raised her head to the sky, letting the rain smack against her skull. With a deep breath, Silverstar slushed toward each of the dens, checking inside each to make sure no one was left behind. Nursery: check. Elders den: check. Warriors' and apprenctices' den: check. And finally, the medicine den. Silverstar stuck her nose inside and noticed one more pakcage of herbs, and by the smell of it, it was catmint. Silverstar leapt into the den and grabbed the floating bundle, praying to StarClan that the coveted herb wasn't ruined. The water was up to her chest. Silverstar battled her way out of the den, emerging into the downpour. The silver cat finally began her journey to the entrance, her paws working to find holds. Eventually, she found she had to swim. Her head struggled to keep above the surface, while trying to keep the herbs safe. Finally, her paws found the Fernhill. Silverstar leapt upon it, watching as her beloved camp slowly filled with water. As of now, their stone walled camp seemed powerful and fortifying. But it was also a bowl. It filled easily. Silverstar gazed at the entrance, her green eyes becomign slightly panicked. The entrance tunnel was at low ground. the tunnel was full. Silverstar was trapped.
Hurriedly, the silver leader spun in a circle on the hill. There HAD to be a way out! Panic rose in Silverstar's throat as water seeped into her very bones and startled her shivering into uncontrollable shaking. Silverstar closed her eyes, opening her thoughts to StarClan. There had to be a way out. And panic wouldn't help. Silverstar took a few deep breaths, then opened her eyes. She spin slowly, her eyes searching the walls. Much of it was too high. But wait! Silverstar's eyes narrowed as she spotted a very narrow passageway that led upward from the apprentices' den. It was a way out! It would be a squeeze, but it was a way out! Silverstar picked her way down he hill carefully, her paws sliding in the mud. The leader moved fluidly, keeping her head and the herbs as far above the water as she could. After what seemed like an eternity of bone chilling cold, Silverstar found a slick pawhold. Carefully, Silverstar picked her way up the slope. Her paws slipped numerous times; each time a fresh wave of panic struck the silver cat. She was sure her Clanmates would be worried about her by then. But she pushed onward. Her limbs were nearly useless. They were worn out and she was exhausted, and she was surely going to catch a cold. Silverstar sucked in everywhere she could, although she was already skinny, she found her wet fur liked to stick. Silverstar shoved herself upward and onward. Soon enough, Silverstar found she could bound up the slick slope and into the clearing. Silverstar looked around, startled, and then headed toward the oak tree clearing as fats as she could. Her Clanmates' scents had all but been vaguely washed away. it was difficult to track, but Silverstar managed. Miraculously. ]
Before Timeskip
[ Silverstar hurried into the clearing, her paws feeling as if they were dead. Her breathing was ragged, her face haggard with exhaustion. She peered around the clearing, noticing everyone had disappeared. Confused, Silverstar tried to locate scents around the pungent scent of the catmint she was carrying. Surprisingly, it had survived Silverstar's escapade. The silver cat padded forward, although her fur was streaked, stained, brown. Her ears were flat, her tail dragging through the mud in exhaustion. At her age, she wasn't meant to struggle for her life in a flooding pit. The cat's strength was spent. She struggled forward, her nose egging her onward. She spotted a flash of blue, and her empty green eyes met Wishpaw's- whoops, Larka's- blue eyes. Silverstar blinked once to acknowledge she was there, then turned her head slowly toward the back of the clearing. She heard rustling in a few of the caves in a stone wall in the back of the clearing. Silverstar padded toward it, her paws guiding her to the makeshift medicine den first. She set her bundle down at the entrance, coughed to acknowledge her presence, then left. Her body was shaking uncontrollably, and a ragged cough escaped the older cat's throat. Silverstar poked her head in each cave and surveyed each of the Clan members, accounting for each one. Silverstar met Thunderflight's eyes briefly, her own green eyes holding no lively spark as usual.
Silverstar padded into the warriors' makeshift cave, dropping down near the entrance as to not disturb anyone. She coughed quietly, her nose dripping. She felt her pelt grow hot, evedn though she was shivering. Really, all she watced to do was sleep. Shivering, shaking, and coughing, Silverstar fell into a restless, dreamless sleep. ]
After Timeskip
[ Silverstar awoke the sunlight shining into the cave, blinding her momentarily. It took her a moment to ather her bearings and remember that they were in the oak tree clearing because their home was flooded. Silverstar felt terrible and ached all over, and memories came flooding back. Silverstar had been trapped in the camp, the water rising all around her. And she had catmint. She was forced to battle her way out against the water, and by the time she was able to make it to the oak clearing, she felt as if she were bordering on dead. Her strength was spent, and she ended up sleeping for a very long time. In fact, she had worried the medicine cats beyond belief. She was sick, and she had to move to a seperate den because of her chills and sickness. It took her three days to recover from her whitecough, although the catmint she had rescued had chased it away faster than normal herb treatment. Silverstar was still weak, but her strength was slowly coming back. She itched to move, to get out, but under Moonblaze's strict oders she had to stay inside and recuperate. Silverstar looked down at her disheveled fur, still covered in mud.
Silverstar set to work at cleaning her fur, the mud sticking to her tongue. Disgust played in Silverstar's eyes as she spat it out. Her tail was the worst. Silverstar shuddered as she recalled the defeat she had felt as she trudged into the clearing, that she had failed her Clan. She had nearly died. What would have happened then? She did have four lives left, yes, but what if her body drowned before it recovered? Silverstar shuddered. She decided not to dwell on the thought. Silverstar's reminiscing was interrupted by Larka, entering her den with fish. Silverstar's stomach growled loudly; all three days they had been in the caves, Silverstar had refused any food other than what was forced to her by Moonblaze. "The kits and queens needed it more," she had argued. Moonblaze had retorted sharply, ""And if the Clan leader died? What would the Clan do then?" Silverstar had learned that it was pointless to argue with her. So she had accepted the bare minimum, nothing less.
Silverstar accepted the fish from Larka, her renewed green eyes warm. Wishpaw- or Larka- would always be her apprentice, no matter what. Just like Thunderflight. Her benevolence toward the Clan made Silverstar proud. ]
"Thank you, Larka. This fish will be appreciated, I'm sure." Silverstar's voice came out rough and scratchy, not at all the smooth and elegant tone that Silverstar was used to. Silverstar coughed once, her whole body racking with the effort. She was still recovering. As Moonblaze slipped into the den, Silverstar was struck with a meaningful gaze from the medicine cat. Obediently, Silverstar set aside a small trout for herself.
[ Silverstar nodded at Larka, dismissing her, and then stood slowly. Her joints creaked and her rested muscles groaned. No matter how hard she worked to keep her muscles supple, three days of deterioration took its toll. Silverstar padded out of the den, her mud streaked fur dull, carrying the rest of the fish. She made her way around the makeshift camp, setting fish at the elders' den and nursery, then the remainder at the warriors' den. The apprentices slept with the warriors, and they were required to keep to the code, depite the situation. Silverstar trudged back to the medicine den, her stomach yowling. She found she held one last piece of fish after everyone else was portioned out. Silverstar looked toward Larka's den, a thought occuring to her. Silverstar padded silently to her den, dropped the fish inside, and left. She returned to the medicine den, picking up her trout. She tore into it, the scales nauseating her. However, despite the terrible taste and texture, Silverstar gulped it hungrily. It may not be the tastiest, but it was food. Nutrition. Even though it was small, Silverstar felt the edge fade from her hunger. She was still under orders to rest, but her paws itched to go on a patrol. Or do something! However, to spare herself from the combined wrath of Moonblaze and Fadinghorizon, Silverstar settled on grooming herself. The mud was crusted onto her fur. This was going to take a while. ]
(( So sorry for the temporary control of Moonblaze! I apologize profusely, however, a cat that went through what Silverstar did would be sick- otherwise it wouldn't be realisitic. I just had to add in that bit to make the plot work. >A< I also apologize for not posting sooner! Life has been incredibly hectic lately ;; ))
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Leopardstreak Vice Captain
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Posted: Sun Dec 18, 2011 5:12 pm
*poof! A ninja appears!*Whisperblade Loving thunder clawed from my life by the rivers of fate
could it be that this search will last unbounded eternity on tainted slate?
Twins are dangerous, tricky things, and when a second thunder rings too late
I find too late too soon to relate.  ツマシンなバスタドのメデるれはしないだろうりてたもですフクスイワダラテグー。
[ The roaring winds outside billowing and roaring fiercely slowly hissed and died down after hurling leaves, branches and small rocks around, now scattered around the large puddles that had gathered around the environment. Whisperblade, huddled protectively over his kits creaked his eyes open slightly as he crept out of a hollow cave to investigate. Turning to Thunderflight he smiled reassuringly.]
"I believe the winds have finally made peace and layed their wrath to rest. I will check to be sure though, i will return."
[Leaving the cave the warrior skillfully steeped and weaved over and under the debre careful not to make even the slightest sound. From what he could see there was no remaining threat among the torn up land. Turning to return to the cave a sweet, alluring voice called out to him.]
"Whisperblade, over here... Im over here...."
"Thunderflight?" What is she doing out here? Did she leave the kits alone by themselves? I thought she was waiting back in the cave.
[The dark tom's ears twitched at the sound of the familiar voice, his slit eyes narrowing with suspicion. Dispute this, something in his heart ached, as if stabbed with a sharp stick, begging to be healed by this oddly familiar voice. Cautiously he crept towards the sugary sweet call, leading him away into the darkness.
ツマシンなバスタドのメデるれはしないだろうりてたもですフクスイワダラテグー。 Silent as the night
Quick as the lightning
Sturdy as the mountain. 
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Posted: Sun Dec 18, 2011 5:37 pm
A clash, a flash, blue fire [   ▓▓▓▓▓▓▓ ㊝ Ҭɧʊɳɖєɽʄℓɨɠɧʈ ㊝ ▓▓▓▓▓▓▓❂ ❣ ϝeɱale ❣ Ӎentor ❣ Warrior ❣ Taken ~<3 ❣ StormClan ❣ ❂ .｡: ¤ εїз இ εїз ¤ :｡. ☂ "The more love I give to thee,
The more I have, for both are infinite." ☂ ✶ ❖ ✶`•.¸¸.•´`•.¸¸.•´`•.¸¸.•´`•.¸¸.•´`•.¸¸.•´`•.¸¸.•´`•.¸¸.•´`•.¸¸.•´`•.¸¸.•´(( For convenience's sake, I'll just pretend StormClan has just went out on a patrol to assess damage...nyu. Anyone can claim they were on patrol with Thunder, it's all good. c: ))
[I slipped back into camp after the patrol, shaking my pelt to be rid of the darned water droplets that coated my overcoat, sticking like burrs to my thick pelt. I padded swiftly into Silverstar's den, feeling my pelt prickle with the uncomfortable feeling of being wet.
I placed the two mice I had caught at the entrance while I entered.]
"Greetings, Silverstar," I said formally, dipping my head, before approaching her with a casual and friendly air, and a tint of solemnity from the news I carried. "I'm afraid I have bad news, Silverstar. The territory took a lot of damage. Many of the forest's trees were toppled, and many areas are flooded. We won't be able to hunt in the lower grounds for a while. The camp is also still flooded- it might take a few days before we'll be able to move back. Thankfully, though, the higher grounds are faring better. We even spotted a few mice hiding among the foilage, and we've given them to the kittens, queens, and elders. I have my catch there, at the entrance.
So anyway, we'll be able to pull through. I'm worried for our elders, though..."
[I nodded to her, flicking my ears.]
"I don't mean to be rude, but I need to check on my kittens! Thank you, Silverstar."
[I dipped my head again to her quickly before grabbing my catch and quickly padding into the Cave StormClan had taken shelter in. (( Sorry for the brief post Leo xD" ...>w> You can have Silverstar say what she needs to say and have Thunderflight respond to it. I'm fine with that. ))
[I padded over to my kittens, sniffing them checking them. They were weaker than before, which of course sparked my endless worry, but they were not ill. My heart still clenched in worry for them, and I sighed, pressing myself over them before turning to the other queens.]
"I've brought some food for you," I mewed softly, giving one of my mice to Skywisker. "Luckily, we found some prey on the higher grounds."
[I nodded to them before returning my attention to my kittens, allowing them to nuzzle in my warmth.
I purred as Whisperblade shifted, nodding to him as he said he was leaving. I watched his tail flick out of the entrance, narrowing my eyes, before settling down with my kittens.
That was strange.
As I felt myself relax, a strange feeling came over me. It began as a small worrying feeling before it grew into a tight, anxious pang. I lifted my head, pricking my ears.
Something was....wrong...
I couldn't quite place my paw on it, but it was definitely negative. I shifted restlessly, unsure of what the feeling was related to. My kittens mewled in protest at my movement, but I could not stop. Worry pricked at my gut most uncomfortably. I lifted my eyes to the entrance, flattening my ears.
StarClan, what is this...are you trying to tell me something?
Perhaps it was StarClan. Perhaps it was an instinctive gut feeling. Either way, something was most certainly very, very wrong.
I felt frozen, hovering in a state of uncertainty. I could stay with my kittens and rest or venture out into the territory, searching for something that was too vague to even name. I glanced at my peaceful kittens, sighing softly to myself.
Skywisker could watch them while I left.
Yes...but she watched my kittens often, and she shouldn't be shoved with the responsibility of watching them again.
But the feeling. The feeling.
It was growing, and sucking my gut into a twisted knot that throbbed with growing worry.
It was too much to bear-I was going to go crazy if I didn't do something!]
I stood slowly, hesitantly, and turned to Skywisker, murmuring, "Um, Skywisker, I'll...I'll be right back. I have to...check on something. Sorry. Please watch the kittens. I really appreciate it!"
[I quickly left the Cave, my eyes searching around wildly. My hair was standing on end as the sense tingled through me.
Something was wrong. Something was wrong. Something was wrong.
I tried to flatten my fur and casually leave the Clearing, but I ended up looking half-constipated as I hurried out.
But to where? To where? Where was I going? This was crazy!
Yet something compelled me. Pulled me.
Something was wrong. Something was wrong. Something was wrong!
I have to start somewhere, I thought, flattening my ears in irritation.
Pick a place. Somewhere. Anywhere.
Camp. Back at camp.
The old camp. Okay, simple place to start.
I sniffed the ground, looked around me, meticulously searched for anything I could deem suspicious and therefore uncover the cause of the panging feeling!
Something was wrong!]
(( Her next post from here is in the Sandstrip. ))
`•.¸¸.•´`•.¸¸.•´`•.¸¸.•´`•.¸¸.•´`•.¸¸.•´`•.¸¸.•´`•.¸¸.•´`•.¸¸.•´`•.¸¸.•´✶ ❖ ✶☂ Mistake me for love long lost, remind me of a love once found
you paradox of a shadow, I need you around.
For when I am with you, my pain ebbs away, the pure sound
perhaps you will find your eternity shattered in one bound. ☂ .｡: ¤ εїз இ εїз ¤ :｡. ▓▓▓▓▓▓▓ ㊝ ⓛⓞⓥⓔ ㊝ ▓▓▓▓▓▓▓º°”ஜ”°º º°”ஜ”°ºA life, a loss, an eternal storm
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Winged Timberwolf Captain
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Posted: Sun Dec 18, 2011 7:57 pm
Cause I'm not afraid to fall On the edge
If you're the one who catches me Of something real
Tell that you'll be there when I'm I have a choice
About to lose it all But I don't know what to feel
You 're the one who helps me see Getting tired of all this fear
That sometimes it's ok to fall Before I choose
Let me know that you'll be here I know, I know, I know, I know / We gonna make it / 'Cause no one else can make me feel / The way that you do, I promise you███ █████████████ I've come down with love, got bit by the bug
You've got me trippin' on my feet
I've come down with love, I can't get enough
My mind starts racing and my heart forgets to beat
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Mentor to: No one, She's raising kits. ^^
Past Apprentices: Oakpawbranch
Mate to: Burrpelt☆*´¨`*☆☆*´¨`*☆☆*´¨`*☆ [I shifted my tail back to cover my kits as Halokit began to squeak again. Really, I wished there was some way to keep my tail on my kits. I sighed and glared at my stomach as it growled once more. Even during leaf bare my stomach was used to more food than this. It was a horrible feeling, this feeling of being so very hungry. I hated it. So, imagine my excitement when Thunderflight walked in with food. It didn't look that plump, but right now, in my state of hunger. It looked absolutely delicious. I nodded up to our deputy] "Thank you!" [I meowed eagerly, tearing into the mouse the heartbeat she put it down. So good! I closed my eyes as I let out a content sigh, food was so good. I opened my eyes as I heard Thunderflight lift her head, did she hear something? Was something wrong? I immediately pulled my kits closer to me.]
[I watched her stand, blinking in surprise as she spoke to me.] "Sure thing Thunderflight. Be safe. And if you ever need to talk. I'm here!" [I called out after her. Sighing, I turned to Thunderflight's little bundles of fur.] "Hey there little tykes. Come here and join me and my family. It's nice and warm" [I purred and pulled the kits close to me. Letting out a yawn, I curled myself around mine and Thunderflight's kits, and closed my eyes. Sending up a silent prayer for Starclan to watch over Thunderflight] ((Out Of Cats: ))☆*´¨`*☆☆*´¨`*☆☆*´¨`*☆Sweet / Caring / Swift / Gentle / Kind / Terrific Hunter / Strong / Understanding / Friendly / Determined█████████████████████████████████
████████████████████████████████████Sisters annoy, interfere, criticize. Indulge in monumental sulks, in huffs, in snide remarks. Borrow. Break. Are always underpaw. But if catastrophe should strike, sisters are there. Defending you against all comers. xxxxxxMy Dear Sister Dawnsky, Thank you
წXSkywɪʂӃεяX↪.......... Queen of Stormclan..
THIS LAYOUT IS COPYRIGHTED BY LEE_IS_ME_96
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Posted: Mon Dec 19, 2011 3:41 pm
Silverstar (( I am hoping that this post won't turn out to be an essay, like the last one... But at least I had to cover a ton of stuff to throw in the side story thinger. v.v ))
[ Silverstar looked up from her grooming mid-stroke and inhaled sharply. Thunderflight was on her way in, and from her anxious aroma, it didn't seem to bode well. Silverstar squeezed in a couple more hurried licks, her pelt looking innummerably better. She clambered to her feet, her paw nudged where the fish had sat. Her stomach churned with the disgustingly tasteless flavor, her tongue recoiling as if burned. Silverstar raised her head as Thunderflight entered, and Silverstar acknoledged her deputy with a dip of her head. Her green eyes weren't as bright as they usually were, but she was still recovering form her sickness. Silverstar listened silently, her eyes narrowing at Thunderflight's report. If the lower grounds were flooded, then that meant that their main source of food would be out of it for awhile. And the camp? It was pointless to even take a patrol down there. However, if they were able to dig channels down to the lake, it would help the camp drain faster. And it would give warriors that were lounging around something to do.
Silverstar nodded at Thunderflight's self-excusal, dwelling deep in thought. The elders were okay for now, but Thunderflight did have a point. If the storm took such a toll on Silverstar, then who knew what would happen to the elders. Dawnthistle and Wheatear would surely be fine, but it still worried Silverstar. The silver leader quickly finished her grooming, her pelt back to it's full luster, and bent her neck to grasp Thunderflight's two mice. Warriors were hungry, yes, but Silverstar had doled out fish as well as the few leftover bits of prey from the hunts. Silverstar deposited the two mice onto the pile, took a small starling for herself and consumed it in two ravenous bites, and then headed to the warriors' den. ]
"I want Dawnsky, Featherheart, Westshadow, Burrpelt, Rustdawn, Whisperwind, Miraclesky, and Dustpaw to come with me. The rest will remain here to guard the camp or split to perform a border patrol. However, there must be at least three warriors in camp at all times. We will be going back to the old camp to see if we can help the reduction of the water and assess the damage. Perhaps we will be able to salvage some structures and being rebuilding. Come," Silverstar announced, her green eyes flashing.
[ SIlverstar turned and began padding out of the clearing, but a flash of white caught her eye. She spotted Larka sitting on the edge of the clearing. Perhaps this would be a good opportunity to see where the white rogue and former Wishpaw thought she stood. Silverstar would welcome her into the Clan if she liked, knowing her past history, but her former apprentice had seemed distant. Ah, well. Silverstar paused, her green eyes meeting Larka's blue. ]
"Larka. Please accompany us as well; we need all the paws we can get."
[ With that simple, short request, Silverstar flicked her tail to her patrol and trotted out of the clearing, her paws splashing the water below her.
Perhaps there was hope in the storm after all. ]
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Leopardstreak Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Dec 19, 2011 8:32 pm
Whisperwind Crush: Rustdawn / Personality: Sweet, Shy, Kind, Quiet / Fears: Wolves, Nighttime, Bloodspill / Clan: StormClan I KNOW THEY SAY, YOU CAN'T GO HOME AGAIN I JUST HAD TO COME BACK ONE LAST TIME THESE HANDPRINTS ON THE FRONT STEPS ARE MINE UP THOSE STAIRS IN THAT LITTLE BACK BEDROOM IS WHERE I DID MY HOMEWORK AND LEARNED TO PLAY GUITAR AND I BET YOU DIDN'T KNOW UNDER THAT LIVE OAK MY FAVIORITEDOG IS BURIED IN THE YARD  Her bluejay eye's flashed with suprise, they rose up softly. Glancing at Silverstar with a suprise that glinted so faintly in her eye's. She knew she wasn't unnoticed by her Leader now. Not that she had ever fully known wether or not anyhow. She stood up on her paw's, thoughts swirling through her silvery head. Her ear's twitched as she listened to the patrol. And her heart leaped as she heard Rustdawn's name. He's just another cat. Special? I don't know, but he's diffrent. But still. Just another cat. She fought her thoughts with herself. Until it was pretty overpowering. But she ignored them, shaking them off as if they were a bunch of water. She scratched her ear. Bringing her paw up to there. She quickly put it down, following the similar silvery cat. Who's fur appeared long like her's. The Norweigen Forest Cat stopped infront of her. Looked at Larka, suddenly seeming to notice the white pelted cat. Her eye's glinted with amusement. How could she have not noticed a cat who's fur was whiter than the snow? She shook her head. Whisperwind watched as she spoke to Larka, then quickly padded off, gesturing the patrol to follow close behind. Whisperwind did so, bouncing as it seemed, for she was smaller than Silverstar. Ever few pawsteps for Whisperwind, were quite a bit larger then her own. She wanted to stay as close as possible. After awhile she soon fell pawstep to pawstep with her Leader, walking along beside her. She glanced to the cat. A simple few questions pursued out of her lips, without herself knowing. "Are we going to have to live here now Silverstar? Or will we eventually move back? I guess we'll see when we get there, won't we?" Her voice was soft and low, but she made it atleast audioable to her Leader. THOUGHT IF I COULD TOUCH THIS PLACE OR FEEL IT THIS BROKENNESS INSIDE ME MIGHT START HEALIN' OUT HERE IT'S LIKE I'M SOMEONE ELSE THOUGHT THAT MAYBE I COULD FIND MYSELF
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Posted: Tue Dec 20, 2011 1:47 pm
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Mentor to: No one
Past Mentor: Firestorm
KITTY SAYS: I know it's not very long, but I'm a bit distracted right now. I promise, my next post will be better.~
[I sighed and looked around for Rustdawn. I was bored, and I had nothing to do, but sadly, I couldn't find the tabby warrior anywhere. So, I settled with attempting to smooth out my matted fur. Amidst my grooming, I perked my ears as I saw Silverstar enter into the Warriors den. I pulled my tongue back into my mouth and jumped up happily as my name was announced for the patrol. I eagerly bounded out of the den. Finally! Something to do! I looked around to see where Rustdawn was so I could give him a hard time about hiding from me.]
[I gave my head a shake and followed the group, deciding I would give him a hard time later... I padded up alongside Whisperwind.] "Hi Whisperwind.... How are you holding up?" [I meowed curiously.]
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"WHERE WOULD WE BE IF WE COULD NOT DREAM?"
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Leopardstreak Vice Captain
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Posted: Tue Dec 20, 2011 2:24 pm
Silverstar [ Silverstar laid her intent green eyes on the path ahead, her ears pricked and eyes wary of any sinkholes and potential dangers. With the water murky enough, it was not as translucent. Silverstar focused on the trail, keeping her jaws open for prey as well. Silverstar swiveled her ears as Whisperwind spoke to her. Silverstar smiled softly at the gentle silver warrior, turning her head to meet Whisperwind's eyes. She kept her paws planted firmly on the path, her pace even. She hadn't realized how much she had missed being out and busy! ]
"Oh no, my dear. The camp we have now is just a temporary refuge. The original camp is always going to be our home. A flood like this is nothing to move homes over, and it will be drained soon enough. We're going to try and help it along. I want to get StormClan back home as soon as I can," Silverstar replied, determination creeping into her voice.
[ Silverstar twitched her ears at Whisperwind, and with a warm blink, Silverstar picked up the pace and leapt over a log, her paws tingling with excitement. Only a few more tail-lengths and they would be home! ]
(( Re-quoting so people are reminded! ^^ Silverstar to StC Camp Clearing ))
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Posted: Tue Dec 20, 2011 4:03 pm
Whisperwind Crush: Rustdawn / Personality: Sweet, Shy, Kind, Quiet / Fears: Wolves, Nighttime, Bloodspill / Clan: StormClan I KNOW THEY SAY, YOU CAN'T GO HOME AGAIN I JUST HAD TO COME BACK ONE LAST TIME THESE HANDPRINTS ON THE FRONT STEPS ARE MINE UP THOSE STAIRS IN THAT LITTLE BACK BEDROOM IS WHERE I DID MY HOMEWORK AND LEARNED TO PLAY GUITAR AND I BET YOU DIDN'T KNOW UNDER THAT LIVE OAK MY FAVIORITEDOG IS BURIED IN THE YARD Her oceanic gaze grew warm and soft at her Leader. She blinked happily. "Okay Silverstar, I believe you!" She said happily, a sudden scent crept across her. "Ohi Dawnsky!" She said, suddenly crashing into the log she hadn't noticed Silverstar jump over it. She looked embarresed, but picked herself up. And crawled over it, follow the simliar silver Leader. She looked back over at Dawnsky, who had made her way over the log herself. "I'm doing just fine Dawnsky. How are you? This weather sure doesn't seem to get a cat like you down!" She said cheerfully to Dawnsky. She didn't seem a bad cat, why not be friendly? Her enchanted blue gaze crept over the white cat's body, looking her over. She noticed that a slight thinness had come to the cat, most likely from the Winter coldness and the lack of prey since the storm. She noticed how herself, felt thinner indeed. She shook her pelt, making this feeling go away. THOUGHT IF I COULD TOUCH THIS PLACE OR FEEL IT THIS BROKENNESS INSIDE ME MIGHT START HEALIN' OUT HERE IT'S LIKE I'M SOMEONE ELSE THOUGHT THAT MAYBE I COULD FIND MYSELF
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Posted: Tue Dec 20, 2011 6:24 pm
Burrpelt and Westshadow
(I'm assuming you meant to quote me on Westshadow instead of iAdoration? c;
Sorry. I'm kind of upset. Lost my anti-depression meds. D: For now I'll just mix Burr's and West's actions.)
[ Burrpelt and Westshadow both perked their ears at their leader's call. ]
[ Westshadow heaved himself up from his sitting positon, grumbling crossly under his breath. All this cold, wet camping out in the oak tree clearing was making him more irritable than usual. He had already snapped at the clanmates who tried talking to him. Westshadow would never do that to Silverstar, but he still wasn't pleased. At least going on some patrol was better than sitting around in the mud.
His thick fur was getting ragged and clumpy from the wet dirt. He had given up grooming it because the taste was horrible and it was just too tedious. He ran after the other cats, keeping pace with them silently. There was a frown on his face (as usual) and his tail was flicking in agitation. Why couldn't their home be dry? Seriously. ]
[ Burrpelt coughed, following after his leader. He still wasn't feeling the best but he'd try and hide it the best he could for the patrol. He'd talk to one of the medicine cats later. Right now he was sure it was nothing. At least, he hoped so. Getting any of his clanmates sick would made him feel guilty. ]
(Westshadow and Burrpelt to StormClan clearing. :3)
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Posted: Wed Dec 21, 2011 1:54 pm
Thistleclaw Whisperwind ((You can respond in the Clearing))
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XXXXXWHEN I'm STAND↑NG ↑N THE DARK I'LL ST↑LL BEL↑EVE
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XXX*; A DREAM IS A WI*SH ↗: Y↺UR HEART MAKES __xxx`▋:SO TECHNICALLY WISHES ►► D↻ C↻ME TRUEXX ::XXX
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XS T O R M C L A NXX`♥
Mentor to: No one
Past Mentor: Firestorm
KITTY SAYS: Dawnsky to Stormclan Clearing.~
[I sighed and padded along with the patrol as Silverstar answered Whisperwind's worried question. It was expected that they would go home, although, I would admit, it was most definitely reassuring to hear it from Silverstar. I swept my multicolored eyes around. I hadn't realized just how much damage the storm had done. It was awful. I flicked my ears as Silverstar mentioned what we were to be doing. She had mentioned in her announcement that we would be seeing if we could start the rebuilding process. Though I was curious as to how we could held our camp drain. It was like a big crater. I settled my eyes back to Whisperwind, giving a sympathetic murmur as she ran right into the log. I was however, relieved that she had done that. I knew, if I said that, it would sound mean, but if she wouldn't have tripped, I would have. Since I hadn't seen it until she fell. With that, I easily bounded over the log and padded over to Whisperwind's side.] "Good to hear." [I meowed, and it was true. I was glad to hear that my clan mates were doing good. Though I just couldn't help but remember the small feeling I had when her and Rustdawn were talking. I shook my head and shoved that thought away. They were just chatting.] "Oh me?" [I paused as she made a comment about the weather. I chuckled and nodded] "Yeah... It takes a bit to get me down. Or so my sister says." [I meowed.] "So... What do you think of Skywisker and Burrpelt?" [I asked curiously, trying to make conversation as we carefully made our way to the clearing.]
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"WHERE WOULD WE BE IF WE COULD NOT DREAM?"
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Posted: Wed Dec 21, 2011 2:29 pm
I can feel you all around 99999999In the silence I hear the sound 99999999Of your footsteps on the ground 99999999And my heart slows down
So now I'm   Feaϯherɧeart Mentor to : Dustpaw ↪↪↪↪↪↪↪↪↪↪↪↪↪↪↪↪↪↪↪↪[Feaϯherɧeart padded in after Thunderflight. They had just been on a damage patrol. The results? Not very pleasing. Though they had been able to scrounge up some prey... For the most part, prey was still scarce. The ginger warrior let the deep ebony colored deputy relay the reports to Silverstar. While she herself, slipped soundlessly into the den where the warriors and apprentices were.]
[The pretty ginger she-warrior lifted her head as she heard her name in the list of names Silverstar called out. So, she pushed herself up onto her paws and padded out of the den. Yes, she had just been out, but this was better than just sitting on your rump and not doing anything. It felt good to be of some use. That, and if you were caught sitting around and doing absolutely nothing, you might get some weird looks, or a scolding from one of the elders. Course, the queens had an excuse. They had kits. Feaϯherɧeart shook her head and waiting for the patrol to assemble before taking the end and padding after everyone.]
[Feaϯherɧeart stifled a gasp as poor Whisperwind missed seeing the log. Sighing, she gracefully bounded over the log and padded to the other side of Whisperwind.] "Hello Whisperwind, Dawnsky." [The ginger warrior meowed, nodding to each she-cat.] (( Our Two Bits: Featherheart to StC Camp Clearing)) ↪↪↪↪↪↪↪↪↪↪↪↪↪↪↪↪↪↪↪↪  
So I can find you
In this perfect dream
Don't think that you can
Hide there in the shadows
Dude your not invisible
Your all that I can see═══════════════
Somethings changing deep inside
All my hopes are comin' alive
As we're fading into the night
I can see your eyes ═══════════════
Your all that I can see
And my heart slows down
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