Post by Snowfall on Jun 20, 2009 7:25:17 GMT -5
...there's a lot that you don't notice
when you read between the lines
the future's out of focus
you're blinded by the light
it's a hope for all the hopeless
in the worst of trying times
i resort to being speechless
'cause our love won't survive...
...into the wild...
Deep within a wildlife preserve, far off any Twoleg paths, where the trees grow tall and the bramble is thick, the warriors of StarClan can still be seen on any clear night, kept company only by the moon. It is here that the warriors of the Audubon Wildlife Preserve make their home, nestled in isolation and in peace... but how long can that last?
...fire and ice...
Four Clans roam these forests, the peace wavering between lines. There's been one great battle, and there could be reasons for a second one, but it's a thin line between peace and war - one most cats are careful not to cross over. ForestClan is hidden in the shrubs and vines of the forest, where the trees are thickest and the camoflauge is best. Right over the border is NightClan, the shadows of the night, the fighters of tooth and claw. CliffClan is next, tucked away in the reflections of rocks and pebbles, always waiting for their chance to be the great Clan they knew they could be. Finally, there is SmokeClan, prowlers through fog and smoke, bravery and courage. Together, they are the Clans of power... only ruled by StarClan and the warrior code that bounds them together.
...forest of secrets...
In times of trouble, alliegences can be made, but they are as easily broken as they are created, and one betrayed trust can lead to panic and chaos... and ruins of Clans. Forbidden relationships send sparks flying as friendships are made and broken, and jealousy and friendships begin to take first priority over loyalty to their own Clans. Warriors begin to turn up dead, and some suspect that it's not the other Clans that are doing this to them - -but that they are actually suicidal. Leaders, medicine cats, warriors, and even the smallest kits become crazy, sent into self-denial by StarClan's prophecy's and the Twoleg's advance of science, even against the protests of animal rights activists.
...rising storm...
In these trying times, it's the bravest warriors that can keep the peace, break through the ropes holding them back, and read in between the lines as they make, shape, and form their own destinies that even StarClan can't control. It's the feeling of being paranoid that connects the four Clans to an extent that even they can't imagine... a poison that wraps around them and blinds them from what's actually true... and a fog that blurs the true emotions of life, love, and peace within the Clans.
...a dangerous path...
Do you dare enter the forest, kittypet? Do you not like the company of others, loner? Is the fact that you're going to have to get along with other cats too much for you, rogue? Accept it. It's coming for you, and the Clans are desperate for anyone to support them in their quests for power - even a little bit too eager.
...the darkest hour...
It's up to you, whether you be a kittypet, loner, or rogue, to help shape the destiny of these four Clans and any cat stuck in between as the cats' futures are entwined together... StarClan tells the story. The cats live it.
when you try to make things better,
why do they always seem to get worse?
the line between loyalty and death has blurred.
you are left to make the choices
alone.
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when you read between the lines
the future's out of focus
you're blinded by the light
it's a hope for all the hopeless
in the worst of trying times
i resort to being speechless
'cause our love won't survive...
...into the wild...
Deep within a wildlife preserve, far off any Twoleg paths, where the trees grow tall and the bramble is thick, the warriors of StarClan can still be seen on any clear night, kept company only by the moon. It is here that the warriors of the Audubon Wildlife Preserve make their home, nestled in isolation and in peace... but how long can that last?
...fire and ice...
Four Clans roam these forests, the peace wavering between lines. There's been one great battle, and there could be reasons for a second one, but it's a thin line between peace and war - one most cats are careful not to cross over. ForestClan is hidden in the shrubs and vines of the forest, where the trees are thickest and the camoflauge is best. Right over the border is NightClan, the shadows of the night, the fighters of tooth and claw. CliffClan is next, tucked away in the reflections of rocks and pebbles, always waiting for their chance to be the great Clan they knew they could be. Finally, there is SmokeClan, prowlers through fog and smoke, bravery and courage. Together, they are the Clans of power... only ruled by StarClan and the warrior code that bounds them together.
...forest of secrets...
In times of trouble, alliegences can be made, but they are as easily broken as they are created, and one betrayed trust can lead to panic and chaos... and ruins of Clans. Forbidden relationships send sparks flying as friendships are made and broken, and jealousy and friendships begin to take first priority over loyalty to their own Clans. Warriors begin to turn up dead, and some suspect that it's not the other Clans that are doing this to them - -but that they are actually suicidal. Leaders, medicine cats, warriors, and even the smallest kits become crazy, sent into self-denial by StarClan's prophecy's and the Twoleg's advance of science, even against the protests of animal rights activists.
...rising storm...
In these trying times, it's the bravest warriors that can keep the peace, break through the ropes holding them back, and read in between the lines as they make, shape, and form their own destinies that even StarClan can't control. It's the feeling of being paranoid that connects the four Clans to an extent that even they can't imagine... a poison that wraps around them and blinds them from what's actually true... and a fog that blurs the true emotions of life, love, and peace within the Clans.
...a dangerous path...
Do you dare enter the forest, kittypet? Do you not like the company of others, loner? Is the fact that you're going to have to get along with other cats too much for you, rogue? Accept it. It's coming for you, and the Clans are desperate for anyone to support them in their quests for power - even a little bit too eager.
...the darkest hour...
It's up to you, whether you be a kittypet, loner, or rogue, to help shape the destiny of these four Clans and any cat stuck in between as the cats' futures are entwined together... StarClan tells the story. The cats live it.
when you try to make things better,
why do they always seem to get worse?
the line between loyalty and death has blurred.
you are left to make the choices
alone.
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[[ rules
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