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Post by Deleted on Jan 21, 2017 18:39:44 GMT
[googlefont="Griffy"][googlefont="Abel"] SEARCHING IN THE DARKNESS WE ARE CREATURES OF THE NIGHT RUNNING FROM THE DAY Speech Nightstar stepped out of the nursery, "You may come out and listen but stay by the nursery," she mewed softly to her kittens who had just turned one moon old. With that, she turned and leaped up into the tree that held her den. She climbed up to the branch then opened her jaws wide and called her clan together. "Let all cats strong enough in their powers of the shadows come forward and gather beneath the great tree for a meeting of our clan."
As she waited for her clan mates to gather beneath her she looked to her kits to make sure they weren't getting into any trouble. She saw Sprucekit looking up at her and she smiled softly at him. Holly and Sunkit were playing a bit and Nightstar gave them a stern look and the stopped. But Crowkit was opening and closing his wings. This was only his second time out of the nursery. He was so different from any cat she had ever seen before. Crowkit followed his siblings, he was the last to leave his nursery. His tail twitching excitedly. As soon as he stepped out into the moon's light he felt something tingle inside of him. He stretched open his wings like he's never had the chance to yet. Oh it felt so good to open them as far as they could stretch for the very first time. As he stretched a shiver ran down his spine. Giving himself a shake he sighed. This was what it was like to be free of that cramped nursery. Hearing his mom's call he looked up and saw her looking at them. That's when he noticed his sisters had been tussling on the ground. He nudged them and pointed with one of his wings at their mom. Seeing her watching they stopped. As he waited for the clan to gather he began to slowly flap his wings.
{ I thought I'd let you know That these things take forever, I especially am slow,for I've been hurt and betrayed. It takes time to heal, but I know I need you to help me climb from this hole. Snowkit heard the yowl of the leader. This was the third meeting she's called since she joined Nightclan. "Come on mom, we need to hurry up and see what's going on. Maybe dad will be out there and we can play after the meeting." She purred softly and darted out ahead of her mom. She wondered if Nightstar's kits would be out there. She had been there when she had given birth but had been sent to fetch some things to help out. She hadn't seen them since they were born and wondered what they were like. She knew their names was Sagekit, Sunkit, Hollykit, and Crowkit. As she darted out of the medicine den she spotted the kits for the first time. She skidded a halt as she saw the pitch black kitten which she knew was Crowkit. He was slowly flapping.... wings? She hadn't seen them when they were born how strange. { @tag | words | notes | muse } MADE BY VEL OF GS + ADOX 2.0 |
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Post by Storm on Jan 22, 2017 1:38:12 GMT
Puddleheart TAGGED: @firefly | NOTES: wowie! | WORDS: ### Puddleheart had just returned from hunting, and one crow dangled from her jaw as she trotted back into camp. Although her stomach growled, she didn't dare eat the morsel. The clan was fed first. That was what her mother had taught her, and she was going to follow the rules. She nodded to herself, before walking over to sit by a rock bathed in moonlight.
Her observing eyes flitted over the clan, catching the important details. Normally, Puddleheart wasn't the one to gossip. But, sometimes talking with others about the newest mates and such could be rather fun. As long as she didn't say anything rude about another cat. Everyone was different, and because of that, everyone had their own quirks. And you couldn't make fun of someone just because of their own original quirks!
Suddenly, her observing gaze caught the leader and her kits trekking from the nursery. Puddleheart unwrapped her tail from her paws neatly. She stood and walked over to the meeting branch. After all, the only time Nightstar ever came out of the nursery was to talk to the clan. Although, her kittens were the adorable bunch.
Puddleheart smiled at each cat that settled beside her. She beamed at Snowkit, and then at Crowkit. "Aweh! You two are so cute! You look absolutely divine in the moonlight Snowkit, and Crowkit, your wings are fabulous!" she told each kitten happily. She had already gotten two compliments down. |
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Post by ☙HollyKit❧ on Jan 25, 2017 5:16:13 GMT
Holly followed after her mother but quickly grew distracted by her littermate Sunkit. Deciding playing would make more fun than whatever her mum was trying to do she started to goof around pawing at ears and chasing tail hoping to get a game going. Before she did much more mother spoke with a sharp voice one that reminded Holly of a scolding but instead it seemed to gather other clanmates attention. She crouched down slightly not fond of attention. She both envied and was happy to see it go to her obviously gifted brother. She gave a quick sideways glance to her own side… nothing, average. If not plain. She shook her head, deciding it wouldn’t matter after all she was going to make a wonderful warrior. Holly focused on her own tail deciding that she best play alone in case she was bugging Sun. After playing tag technically with herself she glanced towards a pretty she-cat whom was talking to snow and crow. |
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Post by Ishararain on Jan 30, 2017 16:42:00 GMT
256 words You think your mad. You aint seen nothing yet. | He'd been about the Clan's territory earlier in the day but now, he was on his way back from the meadows, a shrew, a mouse and a crow were his latest catches and the seventeen and a half pound, sixteen inch tall, dark chocolate brown tom with white points and tabby markings, was bringing them back or the Clan. They all ate before he did and now that Nightstar had a litter, well, she was the very first to eat, at least in Rissenstorm's mind. Just as he dropped his catches off for the CLan to eat the yowl of his leader drew his attention and the lyrics caught the tom's attention, Let all cats strong enough in their powers of the shadows come forward and gather beneath the great tree for a meeting of our clan. He was one of them, he wasn't exactly sure what the powers allowed him, but Rissenstorm was High in his, plus she was calling the clan forward. Turning, the ragged old tom moved to the Leader's call. As he approached the meeting spot and the gatheredcats he smiled, greeting each with their name and a dip of his head, starting with Nightstar. Then he gave a greeting to her litter and then moved to the new cat Puddleheart, and then a hugesmile and playful bat of his paw for Snowkit as he sat beside her then, his fluffy, long tail wrapped over his paws and his attention returned to Nightstar as he waited to see what this was about.
"Speaking" Listening Notes: @firefly, Storm, ☙HollyKit❧ Sorry it has taken me so long to post, been at my moms the past couple of weeks without wifi and used up pretty much all my mobile data while I was there. |
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Post by Deleted on Jan 31, 2017 21:41:10 GMT
NIGHTSTAR Nightstar stood with her head held high as she waited for her clan to come. Once she was sure everyone was there she quickly began. "As you know today while most of you slept I went to Ravineclan to speak with Ravinestar, the father of my beloved kits. But before I was even able to find him I heard the cries of cats fighting. I raced to help them and found Novapaw severely injured with Inksplash about to make the death blow and Oliveheart doing her best to hold off Onyxstar. I quickly jumped in and chased off of Inksplash. But when I turned to help Oliveheart Onyxstar killed me and took away my second life. While I spook with our ancestors Novapaw was named Novaflight before she died and joined her ancestors in Starclan." She stopped to let all she had said soak into those listening before continuing. "I fear we are not safe, Onyxstar wants to take over all our territories, the only way to protect ourselves is by joining with Ravineclan and declaring war against Obsidianclan. But, I will not do so unless that is what you wish as well. So what say you might clan mates? Shall we fight with Ravineclan so we can protect our home and loved ones? Or shall we stay and hide, and wait for the fight to come to us?" It was their choice now, she only hoped that they chose the right one. CROWKIT Crowkit smiled as Puddleheart commented on his wings. But he remained quiet as he stretched them open and closed. He was about to try and see if he could fly with them when his mom began to speak again. His eyes grew wide and he began to shake and hearing what had happened. He didn't understand, what did she mean by war? He knew what fighting was, where two cats fought one another. But was a fight and war the same thing? SNOWKIT Snowkit cuddled up close to her father as he joined them below their leader. She was curious about what the meeting was about. But as Nightstar began to talk she began to shake with fear. She began to get flashes of claws and fangs ripping and tearing at her. She let out a whimper and pressed harder against her father with her bad eye pressed against his fur. What where these images she was having? Was this how she had gotten her scars? Ishararain, ☙HollyKit❧, @johnydog, @ollie, ♕FatNinja♕, bloodpelt, Berrytail |
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Post by Ishararain on Feb 4, 2017 14:47:18 GMT
495 words You think your mad. You aint seen nothing yet. | As the ragged old tom sat beneath their leader, his ears tipped toward her as he took in the new kits that she had given birth to. They were all lovely, but especially the winged one. Rissenstorm smiled as he watched the kit test out his wings. The he noticed Snowkit pressing into his side and his attention turned to his leader as she spoke, As you know today while most of you slept I went to Ravineclan to speak with Ravinestar, the father of my beloved kits. But before I was even able to find him I heard the cries of cats fighting. I raced to help them and found Novapaw severely injured with Inksplash about to make the death blow and Oliveheart doing her best to hold off Onyxstar. I quickly jumped in and chased off Inksplash. But when I turned to help Oliveheart, Onyxstar killed me and took away my second life. While I spookke with our ancestors Novapaw was named Novaflight before she died and joined her ancestors in Starclan. Rissenstorm felt anger beginning to well up within his frame. Then, as Snowkit pressed closer into his side, Rissenstorm shifted, setting his paw over the white kitten as a soft grumble of anger started to bubble up in his chest. Not enough to scar Snowkit but enough to make his displeasure clear at her next words.
I fear we are not safe, Onyxstar wants to take over all our territories, the only way to protect ourselves is by joining with Ravineclan and declaring war against Obsidianclan. But, I will not do so unless that is what you wish as well. So what say you my clan mates? Shall we fight with Ravineclan so we can protect our home and loved ones? Or shall we stay and hide, and wait for the fight to come to us? As the words sank into his head Rissenstorm rose to his snowy paws and cleared his throat before he spoke, "I am sure you already know my decision on this Nightstar, but I will say again, I think that our best course of action would be to join RavineClan and declare War. I only wish for what is best for my family. And that I feel is our best course of action." With that finished he dipped his head and sat back down drawing Snowkit close to his form again. He wanted to protect his Clanmates, but most particularly this darling little white kitten and the kits of his leader. He knew what he wanted to happen, he just needed to see if the rest of his Clan would agree with what he believed. His mind was made up and Rissenstorm was not afraid to fight those ObsidianClan cats, he'd fought all manner of being already, nothing scared the ragged old tom, at least nothing that major. His remaining right eye watching all of his Clanmates waiting to see what was to be agreed upon.
"Speaking"
Listening
Notes: @firefly, Storm, ☙HollyKit❧, ☀ Oliveheart ☀, ♕FatNinja♕, bloodpelt, Berrytail |
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Post by poncho ☾ on Feb 12, 2017 23:48:17 GMT
quickpaw A light breeze whisks through Quickpaw's fur as the Siamese trots through the entrance of the Clan. A plump mouse, full on Newleaf, is hanging between her jaws and she places it down on the Freshkill pile as Nightstar calls a Clan meeting. Curious, she blinks over to the throng of cats with a flash of blue light and peers around Rissenstorm's chocolate coat.
Death. Of course it was death. Novapaw - no, Novaflight - dead. Nightstar with eight lives. Quickpaw's heart drums steadily and strongly against her ears as the blood rushes to her head. How dare they. How dare ObsidianClan. How dare Onyxstar. With a violent lash of her tail, Quickpaw blinks forward to the front of the group and unsheathes her claws, digging them into the ground.
"Listen, luv, if we don't declare war, war will be declared on us! The fact is that - we have no choice! If you don't want to declare war, hun, we may as well go throw ourselves into the Ravine!" template by eliza @ TB & THQ |
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