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Post by W.in.DY. on Apr 19, 2009 12:55:24 GMT -5
Introduction Why don't we make a Warriors movie? That's what this thread is about. The first movie will be Into the wild, and it'll be animated, and probably put on youtube. And, probably, they will be played by any of you. ---- Parts Bluestar- Windy Redtail- Spottedleaf- Lionheart- Tigerclaw Whitestorm Darkstripe- Longtail- Runningwind- Willowpelt- ---- Please pick parts. ;3 I'll finish this later.
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Post by W.in.DY. on Apr 19, 2009 9:24:46 GMT -5
Windpaw [/right] "I'm not the most dangerous thing out there. Let's leave it at that." [/b] Stephenie Meyers,Twilight[/right][/color][/size] "Forget it! I'm confusing myself now." She sighed, glancing at Bluefang for a moment. She realized that she was expecting an answer. But the problem with that was, Windpaw couldn't explain it. Windpaw took in a breath that smelled of herbs. It was a wonder how she could manage to withstand all those scents, and there was practically no answer. [Low on muse. D;]] [/color][/size]
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Post by W.in.DY. on Apr 19, 2009 9:02:17 GMT -5
Haha, I'm a half inch taller than you! xD Jk. But seriously, I really am a half inch taller than you.
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Post by W.in.DY. on Apr 16, 2009 18:00:34 GMT -5
Firewrath shot Chuck Norris and a Hobo.
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Post by W.in.DY. on Apr 16, 2009 15:58:50 GMT -5
Riverfleet [And so, the lion fell in love with the lamb. What a stupid lamb. What a masochistic lion. -- Stephenie Meyers, Twilight.
[/size][/color][/font][/right] "Huh? Oh. Sorry." The black she cat was blushing, out of embarressment, but it was on the verge of impossible to see under her black pelt. Riverfleet blinked. Since she hadn't blinked for a while, her silver eyes were cold, and she couldn't explain how it felt, for you have to feel it yourself to know. Riverfleet took a deep breath of dry air, and let it out quickly, as if she found it revolting. She began to daydream, but her mind was empty, for she had nothing to daydream about."Because I'm Bi-polar. Ish." The she-cat replied in a delayed response to Cranepaw. She hoped it'd keep him from asking the question again, because she hated that." And, no, you didn't do anything wrong. I just get crabby when it's cold." Still glancing at the opposite wall of the gorge blanky, she swished her tail idly. Her tail stirred up small chunks of snow, and some of it landed on her. A sensitive pair of ears turned to face Cranepaw, in case he had something else to say.
The eerie silence seemed to turn around and face Riverfleet, whom's ears were pinned to the sides of her head as well. The she-cat glanced at Cranepaw, who looked sad. "Hmm." She pondered, and sighed, in frustration.
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Post by W.in.DY. on Apr 16, 2009 13:30:34 GMT -5
Sure.
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Post by W.in.DY. on Apr 16, 2009 9:02:03 GMT -5
Dibs on Rosalie. xD
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Post by W.in.DY. on Apr 14, 2009 17:43:22 GMT -5
Flower scares Chuck Norris and Mr. T.
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Post by W.in.DY. on Apr 14, 2009 17:36:57 GMT -5
"No." Riverfleet snapped. Her brows were furrowed,and she obviously was easily annoyed. Just how cold it was alone, made her angry. All she wanted to do right now was look at the gorge. On occasion, she'd look at Cranepaw through the corner of her eyes, to see if his face portrayed an expression. But then her silver eyes would continue to scan the gorge. Her black figure was still, except for her breathing. She could literally see her breaths, but she payed no attention. Riverfleet's auds swiveled to face Cranepaw, as if he was going to say something important. Boredom washed over Riverfleet, making her yawn. She glanced up at the sky, and it made her pupils no longer dilated. She waved her tail contentedly, glancing at the gorge one more time.
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Post by W.in.DY. on Apr 12, 2009 9:11:55 GMT -5
"Honestly, I don't know." Riverfleet replied, smelling Cranepaw's scent, but it was closer now. The black she-cat gave her pelt, which was covered with snow, a shake. She was wet, and cold, and it made her paw-pads numb. She still looked at the snowy gorge, idly flicking her tail. Part of her made her want to just get up, and run back to camp so she could sleep in the Warriors Den, but the other wanted her to stay, and indeed, she stayed.
In her eyes, it was freezing, not just cold. Everything in sight was white, including the gorge. She had suddenly missed Green-leaf, and she felt suddenly confused. She whipped her head to face Cranepaw, who was making noise. She noticed his white outline suddenly against the snow, and she was hopelessly confused now.
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Post by W.in.DY. on Apr 11, 2009 12:15:57 GMT -5
Riverfleet
Riverfleet cringed. "Yes?" Her own thoughts were ended by a simple,"Hello?" and it didn't make her very happy. She shook the anger off, and continued to trace the gorge with her silver eyes distractedly. The same fear as before had overcame her, and that too, was shooken off. The sound of the rushing water in the gorge was faint, and it made her eyes want to look away. She hadn't felt good lately, but it was fine-- to her.
Riverfleet glanced around, as if there was something better to see, but there wasn't.
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Post by W.in.DY. on Apr 9, 2009 6:01:56 GMT -5
Windy's poem collection Intro Sup! I wrote some poems, and I want to share em' with y'all. Do not steal them. I can make you guys poems if you want. ;D
Poems Betrayal Betrayal slinks in on silent wings, You may not hear the hoarse song it sings, For it gets louder, and louder, until it is loud enough to hear, then it dissapears with the song it sings on its silent, silent wings.
Disloyalty- What is this I feel?
Like scorching fingertips, Disloyalty slinks in, like walking on burning coals.
I'll put more up later.
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Post by W.in.DY. on Apr 8, 2009 7:38:31 GMT -5
Riverfleet [/font][/b] Riverfleet's silver eyes searched the gorge, as if it was something more than a life-threatening crack in the ground. The scent of another RiverClan cat flooded her partially open mouth. She couldn't smell much, just smelly water, and RiverClan. She wrapped her tail around her paws. Riverfleet's eyes were still locked on the gorge, and she studied the rushing water, and how it brushed against the sides. "Hmm..." Riverfleet had finally spoken, still intent on studying the gorge. She idly brushed the ground with her tail,ending when it was hanging over the gorge. The sudden thought of falling in erupted in her mind, and she backed away, soon to sit back down. But then she noticed Cranepaw. Her jaws were clamped shut so there was no way she was going to talk. The cold air seeped into her pelt like water-- no, more like ice. Either way, it was freezing. Riverfleet resisted the urge to scream out in anger, but she didn't, for it was too cold for her to do much, or so she thought. [/size]
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Post by W.in.DY. on Apr 5, 2009 18:23:10 GMT -5
Windpaw[/b][/size] The sky is falling, human race left to run. It's left me crawling, staring straight at the Sun.
[/font][/right] Windpaw spun around quickly. Her green eyes traced Bluefang, as if the apprentice had never met her. "Hello."Again. She secretly added, for her own safety. Windpaw was about to ask why Bluefang came to Medicine Cat den in the first place, but she didn't. The same nervous feeling overcame her, and the strong pull of being urged to do something tore at her pelt, but she withstood it. Windpaw somehow knew that Bluefang was suspicious. "I dissapeared to find herbs, then I was ambushed!" And it all spilled out. Windpaw was dumbfounded with herself, at how she had let go, how she forced herself to tell the truth. She flicked her tail, and sat down, glancing at her paws. Why'd she have to disappear? It wasn't like she wanted to or anything. It all happened. Windpaw looked around, as if someone might attack her again. She rested her gray tail over her paws. still looking around.[/size]
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Post by W.in.DY. on Mar 26, 2009 17:06:18 GMT -5
I think we should make a site, and combine the seekers and Warriors series, and make a super plot. I think it would work out very well. There would be 8 clans, Including the 4 orginal clans. --- Summary; It has been nearly a century since Firestar,Leopardstar, Onestar, and Blackstar, Kallik, Toklo, Lusa, and Urjuarak existed. Now, new clans own the lake, along with the leaders of the bear clans. They live in harmony, for the bears no longer choose to fight cats. A prophecy has made its way into all eight of the clans, fortelling only one thing: The end. 4 bears and 4 cats must find clues. And one of them is; Do you have a face? Of course you do. A nose, mouth, ears and eyes? Of course. With your mouth, do you taste what you taste? With your nose, do you smell what you smell? With your eyes, do you see what you see? Who knows? It could all be a trap.
--- j00 like? [/size]
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