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Post by Stormchaser on Aug 5, 2007 6:37:41 GMT -5
A group of cats were sitting in Silverpelt, their starry pelts showing beautifully in the night sky. A silver she-cat was sobbing; many of her friends had lied down amongst her. One, another she-cat with brown-grey tabby fur and a reddish chest gently nudged the silver one. "Silvercloud," the second she-cat murmured. "They'll be fine. I mean, look at my Stormchaser! He's a deputy!" The she-cat purred proudly. "And I'm sure that Autumnfur, Moonripple, and Rain will be fine..." The she-cat had her own doubts, but decided not to speak them. Rain had joined BloodClan, and that surely meant trouble. But she didn't want to hurt Silvercloud.
Silvercloud glanced up to her friend, nodding softly, her green gaze fixated on her friend. "I'm sorry," she murmured, her voice faltering a little as she spoke. "Th-thank you, Robinfeather. I...I need t-to realize th-that there's nothing I can d-do." Another cat nudged her gently, a large orange tom with black stripes, like a cat of TigerClan.
"They'll do fine," he assured Silvercloud. "After all, Moonripple was mentored by me, when I was in ShadowClan." The tom grinned, pride showing in his yellow eyes very obviously.
Silvercloud nodded again, giving the tom a quick lick on the shoulder. "Tigerfrost, you were my best friend after Robinfeather died...thank you, for all you've done for me. I was glad to have died alongside you." The she-cat's gaze strayed over to another cat nearby, with a sleek calico pelt. "Wetfur," she murmured. "Are...are you grieving as well?"
Wetfur shook his head calmly. "No, Silvercloud. I am not grieving. I am worrying." He paused, watching as the cats amongst them looked surprised at his thoughts. "Rain, I'm afraid, may soon discover that Autumnfur was taken away when she was Autumnkit. Surely, you see her there?" Wetfur pointedly placed a paw in the direction of the silvery she-cat about the Gathering. The sound of more sobbing burst out, and Wetfur turned to see a grey she-cat with the faint scent of RiverClan on her. "Larkwing," he muttered, sounding rather exhausted. "Not you too!"
Larkwing shook her head. "I see his father in him," she murmured hoarsely. "In Fishpaw. I'm scared...what if he does something horrible to RiverClan?"
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Post by Whiteflash on Aug 5, 2007 8:20:20 GMT -5
A cat was quite a few rabbit legnths away from the group,but her whiskers quivered as she,too,looked over the gathering.Riverclan was late...She glanced over from the stars to a great dump and a newspaper stand.Disucsing it over a pile of rats,three cats where there.Immidiatrly Crystaleye could name them off.Her sandy fur stood on edge as she narrowed her eyes."Amberkit,Smoulderkit,Miraclepool..."She trailed off and adjusted her icy glare just a smidge,to see a fourth cat."And Bloodstar....Foolish cat,you think you can kill a sh-cat and tkae her kits?"Crystaleye was more angry then ever.Yet,she was mourning at the same time.She watched as Miraclepool tried to talk Amberkit into staying.Well,she did what she could.Amberkit had passed her message.Poor Miraclepool.SHe was good,Crystaleye could tell.Shaking her head,she happened to looked up at the group of cats.But,she didnt feel like talking right now.She took another glance over to the gathering and got up,sighing and shaking her head.Mkaing a vow to visit the leaders or the Medicine cats when they came.
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Aug 5, 2007 12:07:23 GMT -5
Post by Featherstar on Aug 5, 2007 12:07:23 GMT -5
Heronfrost appeared out of nowhere a few steps behind Crystaleye. "It isn't enough." he muttered, stepping to the queen's side. "Things are deteriating down there, and we can't do anything!" He growled. His blue fur bristled with anger. He didn't like feeling useless.
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Aug 5, 2007 13:56:44 GMT -5
Post by Whiteflash on Aug 5, 2007 13:56:44 GMT -5
Crystaleye sighed,curling her tail around Heronfrost."Do not fret,dear.Bloodclan shall be taken down.I can feel it in my fur."She said darkly,sounding like she was trying to be reasuring.
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Aug 8, 2007 18:21:35 GMT -5
Post by Featherstar on Aug 8, 2007 18:21:35 GMT -5
"That is not the only thing that troubles me." Heronfrost muttered, hunching his shoulders. "I have never been more pwerful, yet more powerless then I have been in StarClan. We could do so much, yet can do so little."
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Aug 9, 2007 11:12:50 GMT -5
Post by Whiteflash on Aug 9, 2007 11:12:50 GMT -5
Crystaleye thought of this rather confusing scentance."Oh,Hawkfrost.We are both such troubled cats."She laid her soft head on his shoudler,sighing."Let us only hope that no more trouble can come...The clans must be able to work together.Just as Fireheart said."The sandy she-cat refered to the Windclan medicine cat.
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Aug 11, 2007 5:22:02 GMT -5
Post by Stormchaser on Aug 11, 2007 5:22:02 GMT -5
As the voices of other cats sounded, Silvercloud raised her elegant head gracefully, her ears flicking about as she located cats. These cats, however, had been of RiverClan, while Silvercloud had once been a ShadowClan she-cat, but had mated with a RiverClanner, Wetfur. Silvercloud's gaze slid across the group over to the sobbing she-cat, Larkwing. She was a RiverClan cat as well, or once was.
Robinfeather raised her head as well, letting the scents of StarClan pour into her open mouth. She scented her kits, Blackkit and Sleepingkit, nearby...as if they had once been with the RiverClan she-cat that Silvercloud had obviously only just noticed.
Tigerfrost glanced over to the other cats curiously. BloodClan. He had comforted Silvercloud so much after the she-cat found out about her daughter, Rain, formerly known as Rainstorm, being a part of the vicious rogues that called themselves BloodClan. Tigerfrost had never really fully trusted Rain quite like he had Moonripple, and not just because he mentored Moonripple, but because she seemed more loyal, more true than her sister.
Wetfur's ears pricked excitedly as he heard the cats talking. Eager to get away from the group, despite the fact that he wanted to comfort Silvercloud, and he padded over to them. He recognized one of the cats as Heronfrost, RiverClan's last Medicine cat. Wetfur was sure that the other cat, the female, had been in the Clan during times of his own as well, but he was unsure. "What's going on?" his deep voice sounded as he reached the pair of RiverClanners.
Larkwing as well was interested in what the RiverClan cats had to say, but the she-cat held back nervously. She didn't want to be seen in a state like this, sobbing away over her son and what not.
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Aug 11, 2007 9:21:38 GMT -5
Post by Featherstar on Aug 11, 2007 9:21:38 GMT -5
Suprised, Heronfrost glanced at Crystaleye questioningly. Then he shrugged and turned his attention to Wetfur. "Just feelings of worry and inadequacy." he replied dryly. "Not everyone is content to sit around and cry when they could actually do something."
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Aug 12, 2007 5:57:22 GMT -5
Post by Stormchaser on Aug 12, 2007 5:57:22 GMT -5
Wetfur lowered his head respectfully to the medicine cat. "Forgive them," he murmured rather hoarsley. "Larkwing is afraid for RiverClan becaue of her son...his father...Fishpaw's father was...Darkstar." He paused before adding on the bit about his own mate, Silvercloud. "Silvercloud is simply overemotional. She can't help it, and seeing her kits seperated...one in BloodClan, one a loner, and one not knowing her own identity is something she doesn't want to deal with."
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Aug 12, 2007 18:20:05 GMT -5
Post by Whiteflash on Aug 12, 2007 18:20:05 GMT -5
Crystaleye`s bright blue orbs widened slightly as Wetfur spoke."Kits....Why are they caught up so beautifully in this spider`s web?They are but innocent,small-minded creatures...With no knowledge of the world.I give my blessing to them all."She closed her eyes and sighed,running a swipe of pink over her jowls."They are being eaten away from the inside.The Clans,I speak of."
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Aug 13, 2007 7:15:35 GMT -5
Post by Stormchaser on Aug 13, 2007 7:15:35 GMT -5
Wetfur paused, acknowledging what Crystaleye had said, then he spoke again. "Not kits anymore, I'm afraid. Silvercloud acts like it sometimes but...but they are adults." A sorrowful look swept over the RiverClan tom for a moment, then the calico spoke again. "Three kits. Rain, amongst BloodClan. Moonripple, a loner, driven away from the shadows she lived in before. And Autumnfur...lost without knowing it."
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Aug 13, 2007 8:45:49 GMT -5
Post by Whiteflash on Aug 13, 2007 8:45:49 GMT -5
Crystaleye,suddenly without any warning,threw her head back and let out a cry.If cats could howl,that`s what it sounded like.Her fur was on end,and her eyes wide to the max.She jumped up on four paws,tears leaking in buckets from the corners of her eyes."Oh,oh why are we surrounded by this,this,this.....EVIL!"Her words were choked as she spluttered them out."I didn't know anything about the clans when I came,even though I was one of them....My father and mother were both Riverclanners,ones who were killed in a war!I was shipped off to a Twoleg nest!A tiny kit who had no idea of her world,thinking she was a kittypet!A kittypet!The clans were supposed to be peaceful!To live in harmony!This clan must be taken down!They all shall be punished with the penalty of death!"Large puddles clouded her feet with water."Even my own children."
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Aug 15, 2007 18:26:19 GMT -5
Post by Featherstar on Aug 15, 2007 18:26:19 GMT -5
Heronfrost hissed as Crystaleye yowled. When she began to pace, screaming at the top of her lungs, he could only watch, poleaxed. Then he collected himself. "We will do something, Crystaleye! We will use our abilities to their fullest extent! But your kits..." He trailed off, and his voice became softer. "Your kits are only misguided. And you said it yourself, there is hope for Miraclepool and some of the others. Calm yourself, my friend."
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Aug 18, 2007 7:10:37 GMT -5
Post by Whiteflash on Aug 18, 2007 7:10:37 GMT -5
Crystaleye stared at Heronfrost with her eyes narrowed viciously.She was trembling from holding herself down from screaming at Heronfrost."I...I apologise."She gave her back to the other and let her head hang.
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