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Post by Yachiru <3 on Sept 9, 2009 14:47:54 GMT -5
Creamtail walked with Cloverleaf and sat down beside her. It's about what happened at moonstone... I got a very chilling message and I'm very.... Frightened of what it was. she took a deep breath and began. When I fell into the trance, I opened my eyes to find a blood stained battle field. At first I didn't know what to think. then as I blinked again, a shape appeared. I called out to it and when I blinked again, the shape was right in my face.... she felt tears prick her eyes. Back when I was an apprentice, I couldn't yet control my emotions, and I fell in love with a cat named Venompaw. We were in deep love, but I stayed close to StarClan and tried to control myself. When he became Venomtail, I was so very happy, because I was given my warriors name a few sunrises later. I could control myself then and I told him that we couldn't keep seeing each other. He understood, but we still loved each other and still sneaked out to play under the moon. He died in a battle with ShadowClan... she sighed and started back to the moonstone vision. He was in my face! His once beautiful face was horribly scarred and deformed. He said that he has to relive his death forever! He said that If I don't work as hard as ever, and don't help as much as I can for every cat there is in the clans, I will be banished to the Dark Forest..... What can I do? If this is true, What can I do to help every cat in the forest?! I don't understand how I can do this! she felt the tears falling down her face as she saw his beautiful face all messed up at the field in her head.
Thymemoon came back out of the bushes and walked back up to Thornstrike. Did ya miss me? she mewed cheerfully at him. She felt bubbly again and wanted to play with him.
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Post by Barketh on Sept 9, 2009 18:03:12 GMT -5
[maroon]Jaywing was slightly agitated that she'd nearly gotten seperated from her clanmates on the way to the Gathering. It wasn't her fault that she couldn't smell anything in the muddy air, and even though her white pelt allowed her to stand out, she could never seem to find her darker-furred clanmates. Now, as she walked, the beautiful warrior felt uncharacteristically nervous. Looking around, she couldn't seem to find any other cat who looked as uncomfortable as her. Most of the clan cats were either chatting away with fellow warriors or were gazing in rapt attention at the leaders. However, her gaze finally fell on a tom who seemed just as dejected as her, and figuring they might be able to relate, she trotted over, putting on as sweet a smile as she could manage. "Hello there... Weaselfoot?" She meowed in more of a question, hoping she hadn't gotten the tom's name wrong.[/maroon] [green]Fernpelt smiled at the tom and was about to reply when Shadowclan suddenly arrived, Darkstar beggining the Gathering immediately. Turning her attention so that it was halved between her new friend and the leaders, she caught the friendly smile he gave her, and her eyes shone to signal that it was ok for him to listen to the announcements first.[/green] Blinking, Whisperstar tilted her head, eyes narrowing slightly as Creamtail suddenly pulled Cloverleaf aside. Though she didn't eavesdrop, the Shadowclanner couldn't help but feel curious, wanting to know what it was that was so important that only Windclan and Thunderclan could see. Still, she said nothing; just waiting quietly as she listened with little interest to what the leaders had to say. She didn't really care about what was currently going on, despite her rank as Medicine Cat. All she could think about was the dream she'd had, and her eyes narrowed as she recalled her not-so-happy reunion with her former mentor. [maroon]Thornstrike turned as he once again scented the she-cat, and he turned to face her, green eyes flickering. For a moment, he wasn't sure whether to smile or scowl, and in the end he resulted to using a strange half-frown with one side pulling up slightly. Erasing the failed expression, he blinked at the she-cat, tabby fur ruffled against the wind. "Was I supposed to?" He meowed, unable to help but smile wryly as he stood. [/maroon]
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Post by | COMRADE | on Sept 9, 2009 19:24:50 GMT -5
Glancing around at the other cats she hardly listened to the conversation, and instead followed Weaselfoot's path as the tom left the group. She glanced at Thymemoon as the RiverClan deputy appeared again and then at her mentor. "I think I'll go talk to some others!" she meowed, bounding away following Weaselfoot's trail. She had liked the warm glow in the tom's eyes and his sweet, calm way of talking. Padding between a group of close-together cats, she found Weaselfoot talking to another she-cat whom she did not know. Tasting the air, she recognized the scent of a ShadowClan cat. She slowed her pace, padding warily over, giving each warrior a nod of respect. "Hello. I'm Featherpaw," she murmured, carefully because she knew of the personalities that most ShadowClan cats were said to have. But it wasn't in her position to judge and she was curious to learn about cats from other clans.
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Post by Yachiru <3 on Sept 10, 2009 14:18:12 GMT -5
I don't know, was you? she threw back at him smiling. Have fun Featherpaw! she called after the little she-cat. She looked back at the tom. Are you having fun with your apprentice? Is she your first one or have you had more? she asked him nicely. She was thinking about the little she-cat and wondered if she liked Thornstrike. Oh! At the last gathering, Shadestar told Heraldstar about what you said to me at the battle, about killing your family... she whispered to him. I-I want you to be careful, OK? She was concerned Aabout him, yet she didn't know quite why. She looked at him with worried eyes. He was one of the few cats that knew all about her past and she felt that this was a healthy relationship for her.
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Post by Barketh on Sept 10, 2009 18:44:28 GMT -5
[maroon]Blinking, the she-cat turned her emerald gaze onto the cat who had spoken, and she watched the apprentice for several minutes, wondering if the young cat was at all intimidated by the fact that she was a Shadowclan warrior. Jaywing knew that the clans didn't exactly pass down a grade A report on Shadowclan's reputation. "Featherpaw of Windclan? It's a pleasure to make your aquaintence. Jaywing." She meowed politely despite the difference in rank. [/maroon] -------- Thornstrike's ear twitched and he smirked at the she-cat. "First. Though she doesn't seem to like me much." He meowed, hiding the bitterness he felt as he recalled how he had lost his temper with the she-cat and scared the living daylights out of her. He wouldn't be surprised if she fell asleep dreaming of him hunting her down. Most cats he had ever frightened often imagined things like that. Sadly, he had never meant for his apprentice to be one of those misfortunate souls. His ears flicked at her next words, and he felt a flicker of disappointment at her words. Shadestar warned Heraldstar about me? He doesn't honestly believe I would harm my clan in anyway... Heraldstar doesn't believe that either... Does he? For the first time in his life, the tom's stomach felt queazy, and his head hurt as his heart beat quickened. The last thing he wanted was for his own clan to find out about his murderous past. He would never harm them, never lay a claw on a Windclanner. But there was no saying that his clanmates knew that. If they ever found out, they would only think; "Thornstrike killed his own family? He'll be a danger to us! If he could kill his kin, he can kill his clanmates!" The idea almost made him shudder, but he forced past it. He wouldn't let that happen. He could still continue living with his clan while having a dangerous lifestyle on the side. It didn't matter. As long as he was loyal to his clan, they had no reason to judge him. After all, none of them even knew his story. The only clan cat he could think of that even partially understood him was Thymemoon, the one cat that he still could not figure out. "Yeah, sure... Whatever..." He muttered, suuddenly feeling slightly embarassed that the she-cat was concerned over him. It'd been a long time since any cat had openly cared about the tom, and it felt strange, as though the emotion itself was foreign. [/center]
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Post by lilybolt on Sept 10, 2009 18:55:27 GMT -5
Cloverleaf looked at Creamtail, utterly shocked. The Windclan cat had been expecting some vision of toil for the forest, or even Riverclan alone. But the prospect of this gentle she-cat being banished to the Dark Forest? "Impossible." cloverleaf accidentally meowed out loud. "I mean to say, you never had kits...you were not even a full medicine cat. You made a mistake. Starclan forgives...what is Venomtail's history? Surely he must have some form of past that would bring this onto him? Otherwise, we would all be doomed for each mistake we ever make..." the medicine cat meowed, giving Creamtail what she hoped was a comforting smile.
Shadestar looked at the leaders around her, idly flicking her tail back and forth. This gathering was filled with much less tension and anger than her last, so she was quiet at ease to remain calm and enjoy it.
Lilypond and Cliffstone looked up at the large boulder, wondering who would speak next.
Pantherclaw waited for the next leader to make their announcements, all the while his eyes roamed aimlessly around the gathered cats. His eyes were slightly drooped. Oh well. He thought with a sigh. That's what I get for doing the dawn patrol, two hunts, and still going to a gathering all in one go.
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Post by Yachiru <3 on Sept 10, 2009 18:55:53 GMT -5
I don't want you to get kicked out of your clan. It can drive a cat mad... she thought for a while about a cat she use to know. He was a good cat, but made some mistakes in his life that got him driven out of his clan. He went completely mad and he almost killed her, had some friends not have come just in time. If there is anything wrong, you know to come see me. If I hear anything else, I'll tell you, OK? she smiled, her face still etched with worry.
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Post by Barketh on Sept 10, 2009 19:22:56 GMT -5
[maroon]The tom blinked and stared at the she-cat, unable to decipher her thoughts. She was so strange, and yet she intrigued him. That was what was annoying. As much as he knew his first priority was killing Night, the she-cat's face filled up his mind more and more often, taking up time that he could be spending thinking about ways to catch his pesky cousin. "Yeah, well... Not like I'd have trouble with anything..." He muttered, lowering his head slightly as he looked off to the side. Wondering what the she-cat was going on about, he straightened and looked her in the eye, emerald gaze unwavering despite the intensity of his stare. "Don't go doing anything that'll get you into trouble though. The last thing I need is to have to come running to your rescue." He meowed, scowling at the she-cat as his tail flicked once.[/maroon] [green]Blinking, the she-cat couldn't help but notice Pantherclaw's apparent drowsiness, and she giggled softly before adressing the tom. "I'm guessing you were pretty much busy all day?" She meowed, eyes sympathetic as she looked at the warrior.[/green] [/center]
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Post by honeypaw on Sept 10, 2009 20:20:41 GMT -5
Honeypaw slipped quietly into the mass of cats her pelt turning a soft white in the light of the moon. Her mind full with the prophecy from the moonstone. She wished her mentor was around more she needed another cat to talk to and was considering talking to her leader or another medicine cat. With distracted attention she halted quickly as with a hint of embarrassment as she almostt ran into whisperrain but turned and sat next to the shadowclan medicine cat her tail curling around her paws as eyes flashed to the leaders as the started.
Silverstripe glanced side to side with haste as she wanted to find a place to sit. Her steps silent she hurried and quickly found a place at the edge of the group not wanting to look to hard, are interrupt any cats conversation.
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Post by flamexcat on Sept 10, 2009 21:46:04 GMT -5
Averting his gaze from the little moth, Weaselfoot blinked and stared at the cat whom had spoken. Shadowclan scent drifted from her pelt, but at that moment he couldn't help but notice the white she-cats beauty. Realizing she was waiting for an answer, Weaselfoot shook his head trying to collect his thoughts. "Er...yeah...yeah that's right," he sputtered ratherly stupidly, a foolish grin on his features. Hazel pools locking on her icy blue gaze, he raked his brain for something to say, "its uh...Jay...Jaywing! Yeah thats it!" Feeling relived that he was somehow able to remember the warriors name, he sighed quitely, fur sticking up at odd angles as it was usualy. So focused on Jaywing, Weaselfoot didn't take time to notice Featherpaw until she was sitting next to him. Ears twitching, he watched wordlessly as the young she-cat introduced herself. "Huh... I guess she left Thornstrike?" He thought, smiling down at the apprentice. Quickly trying to think of something to say again, the black and white warrior cleared his throat akwardly. "So..." he meowed, ears growing hot when he looked at Jaywing again.
[ooc: Aww...Weaselfoot. xD]
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Post by lilybolt on Sept 11, 2009 13:15:53 GMT -5
Cloverleaf nodded to Creamtail, getting the feeling that the Riverclan she-cat had more on her mind still, but decided not to press her into sharing. It was already a big step for her to share so much...even between medicine cats... Cloverleaf gave Creamtail an encouraging smile. "Things will be alright." she meowed with conviction. No matter how dark the omen, Cloverleaf had always maintained the ability to see light in the future. Not in a naive way, but merely an optimistic one.
Pantherclaw forced his eyes to regain a normal look, before turning to Ferneplt. "Ok, yes. I did a lot today. Is it that obvious?" he couldn't help but laugh a little as he said this. He must have looked quite funny to any cat who had been watching...
Cliffstone and Lilypond fell into casual conversing while they waited for the leaders to continue. They spoke of their apprenticeships, the last time they had seen each other, and even debated which kinds of prey were most fun to hunt. Lilypond thought squirrels were the best, because they were fast, challenging, and could move from ground to tree, to another tree, and back to ground very quickly. Cliffstone saw birds as the most fun, as they were hard to catch, and because he liked leaping. The two friends chatted idly, something that could only happen between different clans at the full moon.
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Post by Barketh on Sept 11, 2009 21:09:31 GMT -5
[Lol. xD Weaselfoot's so innocent.] [maroon]Smiling sweetly despite the tom's blundered words, she wondered how long ago it was that she might've smirked at the cat's foolishness. Recalling she'd seemed to start acting differently after meeting Hawktail, she thought to herself, That cat's changed me, as much as I hate to admit it. She's made me see things in a somewhat different manner nowadays. Strangely, it didn't feel so bad when she acted nicely towards other cats. It made her feel uniquely warm inside when she found that she could make them smile. "Well, at least we've all established our names now. The hard part is remembering." She purred good-naturedly, voice much softer and kinder than it would've been only a few moons ago. Indeed, it was funny how much one encounter could change a cat's entire life-style.[/maroon] [green]Laughing light-heartedly at the tom, Fernpelt stiffled her giggles, purring in an easy-going manner. "No, I'm sorry if I embarassed you. I just happened to notice. There's nothing wrong with working hard for your clan; every warrior should try to be more like you." Smiling as she complimented the tom, she realized how easy it was to talk to both him and Duskfur, almost as though the two somewhat resembled one another. [/center][/green]
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Post by lilybolt on Sept 12, 2009 15:22:16 GMT -5
Pantherlaw laughed. "Yeah. Then all the warriors would constantly be tired. At least we'd have no fighting!" he purred the last part of his joke. He felt comfortable speaking to Fernpelt. It was interesting, having a cat from a different clan feel like a cat from his own. It got him suddenly thinking about how similar all the clans really were to each other. Without borders, they would just be one big group of cats, as they were right now. He snapped out of his philosophical thoughts and smiled again at the Thunderclan she-cat next to him.
OOC: Ok, seriously a leader needs to post soon. =)
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Post by Yachiru <3 on Sept 12, 2009 17:29:49 GMT -5
Coming to my rescue?! she hissed. I will Never need to be rescued, unless it's from two-legs and we never had much of a problem around here! she gave him a defiant look before turning around to go to her spot. Mouse-brain! I'm not a kit I'm a deputy of a clan and he thinks he will need to come to my rescue! she thought angrily as she started walking slowly. I'll show him who needs to be rescued! She didn't mean it of course, but she was very mad at him right now so many things popped up in her head.
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Post by honeypaw on Sept 13, 2009 12:21:23 GMT -5
One silver ear twitched slightly as Silverstripe shifted back to her paws and weaved her way forward and around all the gathered cats. Her pelt turned to a pure silver under the light of the moon. It swayed softly in the breeze as she approached the front and halting quickly as she almost bumped into another that seemed to be a little angry. She muttered a soft apology as the scent of riverclan came from her pelt. Her back legs crumbled into a sit as she glanced up at the rock then back at the she cat who's name escaped her.
A sigh escaped honeypaw as she stood again from her spot nest to whisperrain and made her way to he side of the gathering so she could watch from the cover of the bushes. All four legs crumbled under her wait as she lowered to the grass her tail flattening to her side.
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