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Post by wolfkitten on Jul 29, 2010 11:07:53 GMT -5
Nightpaw had been worried about Marshflight, ready to leap into the fray to aid her Mentor... The cat she so dearly loved above most. But it was not long before a yowl from the very cat brought her attention to the place behind her. There was a cat coming right up. Well! She was to find that Nightpaw was not nearly as small as one would think! She was large for an Apprentice, the size of a Warrior maybe, but still young. She let out an ear piercing shriek of fury and defiance before whirling her form around and giving a half launch at the she-cat that dared attack her. "Leave now!" She caught the scent of RiverClan on her and hissed in anger. "You make alliances with filth like Duskstar, you have no right to be here." Growl hiss, and the large apprentice would use her bulk to at least attempt to pin the other Warrior, but it may very well not be enough. Claws would flash at an ear of the she-cat, hoping not to have to inflict more damage than necessary.
But alas it wasn't good for the she-cat, for her attention was not all on this enemy. Marshflight was being battered, hurt! She couldn't hardly stand to be out of his fight, but she had to get this other she-cat off her tail! Large black paws would batter at the she-cat, a snarl upon her lips, hoping to end this battle quickly. Alas, having never been in a battle... How could she fight it well? She hoped to StarClan that her size and the knowledge she had gotten from her father and Marshflight would be enough.A yowl of pure fury was heard from near the Leader's den as Sharpstar circled and went head to head with another ThunderClan cat. Hisses of venom left his lips, but no venom reached his ears from where he was. He was rather oblivious of the fight that took place at the time, and oblivious of the words shot back and forth. He was large, and battle ready. Many moons of training prepared him, and he had been back for enough moons to get his muscle tone back up from that terrifying and horrid stay with the two leggers. He hadn't told his Clan everything... He had to be vague. How could they trust their Leader after he had... Gotten captured and carted off? Well... Maybe someday he would tell Marshflight, but he hadn't had the chance really. One thing after another had come up after he had taken his Leadership back... And it wasn't done yet!
Soon enough, the barrage of his paws seemed to be working on the smaller ThunderClanner, and he either ran off or ran to join another battle. Sharpstar, in turn, would cast his gaze about rapidly for where he was needed next. He saw his daughter, but she was faring well for the time being. Pride rushed inside him, but then he saw a sight that made his blood boil. Marshflight, forced to the ground in a crouch, blows from two cats raining upon him. That would not happen.
An infuriated yowl was lifted to the skies before the Leader took off toward the trio of cats, anger snapping in his eyes, and murder in his paws. But he would keep StarClan's words in his heart. They were to defend, not to kill... They needed to chase these cats off, not destroy them. But oh how he wished to... They wounded his cats, hurt his family... His large form would barrel into the fight, not stopping as he hopefully ran right into Stumbleknot, the ThunderClan deputy. "Is this how you cats fight? Two against one, how fair!" He hissed in anger as he attempted to use his size to bowl over Stumbleknot, and thus try to even the score a bit. Better late than never, yes?Snowpelt dove into the flurry, but had no opponant as of yet. But that would change as a black tom found his way over, leaping upon her, latching onto those small shoulders. A hiss of surprise was given as she performed a rapid move, twisting out of his claws and whirling to face him. His words reached her ears and she had to bite back the retort that rose to her tongue. None could know of the bond between herself and the ShadowClan leader. Instead she would hiss out other words to him. "Your Clans are cowardly attacking ShadowClan in the middle of the night... Who's to say you won't do the same to WindClan?" She glared in anger at him. Odd for the usually sweet cat. Anyone who knew her at all would likely only know about her gentle and sweet side... She was always so nice to cats of all Clans. Kind and motherly, that was Snowpelt's way. But as a mother guards her kits, so she would her family. Both birth and Clan.
A yowl of anger ripped through the young she-cat and she would launch herself fearlessly at Ravenclaw. She needed to use her small size and speed to her advantage, she could never take on any of these with simply her size alone. But she would... Moons of training had taught her to use the weapons she had, and thus she would. Fighting with all her might, she had to help in any way she could.[Sorry about that! Lol I was waiting my turn and then I get back today and there are so many posts ]
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Post by wolfkitten on Jul 27, 2010 17:30:50 GMT -5
It was a beautiful day... At least the weather was nice outside. But inside a certain pretty snowy she-cat a storm was raging. She was terrified of the days to come. It was a few days before the Gathering and a few days before the battle that she had been pre-warned about. There was hope... She would be there, alongside Ravenscar, to aid her brother and his Clan in the attack from the other Clans. It was all wrong! This shouldn't be happening.
Today she had chosen to take Loudpaw out for patrol and training. She wanted to check on the ShadowClan border at Fourtrees... To see if she could catch any hint of ThunderClan and RiverClan where they should not be... But for now she was trotting through the Plains with him at her side. She seemed distant... Far off... Not at all the normal Snowpelt everyone knew and seemed to love. Sure Snowpelt was often somewhat aloof, but not this distant... Not with Loudpaw... Not with his training... But she was terrified.
She looked over at the younger cat and fought a smile into place. "Today I thought we'd take a bit of a patrol, check out everything. What with ThunderClan and RiverClan's threats we have to be constantly alert to our surroundings." She nodded as she tried to be the good teacher that she usually was. Trying to work through her fear.
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Post by wolfkitten on Jul 27, 2010 12:34:01 GMT -5
(Ok bear with me guys, got lots of cats to post lol Nightpaw rested so peacefully in her den... Sleep came easy and would rejuvinate the large Apprentice... Yea right. The young she-cat lay restlessly in her den, tossing this way and that... Horrid dreams plagued her sleeping form, horrid dreams of seeing her loved ones in tatters... Terror coursed through her as she thought of them. Her father... Marshflight... Upon seeing him in ruin, she leapt awake, breathing heavily. She cursed under her breath. Everything was fine... Camp was quiet... Everyone was sleeping... Uneasily but sleeping... She sighed slightly and pawed at her bedding as she sat up. She was being silly... A shake of her head was given as she tried to go back to sleep... Failing miserably.
Soon enough, the inky black Apprentice pulled herself out of her bed, moving out of the den. It was too warm in there... And too quiet... Of course it was night, but still... Her ice blue gaze was cast around the quiet camp. All was well, what was with her dreams... But soon enough she saw the one who starred in her most terrifying one yet, and moved with purpose over to the steadfast tom. "Marshflight..." She mewed softly in her approach, moving to seat herself nearby. "You alright?" She mewed, suddenly realizing he was out of bed late as well.
There was hardly enough time for him to speak before a mixed reek hit her nose as the wind shifted. She tensed, eyes flying wide. "It's them..." She hissed, her form going rigid as she prepared for battle. But instead of heading for the entrance like her love, she bolted for her father's den. She wanted to wake him with as much warning as possible. She didn't so much as pause as she ran in, rousing her father, and then ran out to rouse her other Clanmates as rapidly and quietly as she could. They needed to be awake for this! ThunderClan and RiverClan were here!Sharpstar had been sleeping, fitful dreams bombarding him... Dreams of his torn clanmates, much like the dreams of his daughter. This was not right... Certainly not what StarClan had in mind... Was it? It didn't add up... Why was Duskstar doing this... He growled, not able to get any good sleep tonight. It was the night, and all of his Clan knew it. He had held a meeting as soon as he got back to warn his Clan. He had attributed his knowledge to getting it from StarClan, but he had told his Clan that tonight was the night that he had gotten word about. He knew ThunderClan and RiverClan would be here tonight.
And his thought was affirmed when a black streak leapt into his den meowing about ThunderClan and RiverClan and darting off. His daughter... The battle was about to begin. He tensed and surged up out of his nest, running out of his den just in time to see Marshflight launch himself at the first cat that crashed to the tunnel. "SHADOWCLAN TO BATTLE!" He yowled out, anger coursing through the huge tom. Good job Sharpstar, ruin your daughter's tactful awakening. But he didn't care, he needed his Clan up now.
The large tom launched himself from his den, a snarl on his lips and murder in his eyes. He was to follow StarClan, but he was protecting his Clan... He would leap forth, tackling the nearest enemy cat, claws out and teeth flashing. He was going to defend his Clan with all that was in him. As would all his cats, and the small surprise they had in store for them, they should be waking any moment.Snowpelt lay near Ravenscar in a place where ShadowClan kept their prisoners. They had been caught hunting just over ShadowClan's border. Of course they didn't catch anything... They didn't wish to steal from them, but under Sharpstar's orders, they were brought to the camp, just as they had planned. Sharpstar had given the order, any cat that was caught on their side of the border was to be brought as a prisoner to the Camp. And so such a thing happened with Snowpelt and Ravenscar. Sure they put up a bit of a fight. Snowpelt gave a bit of a bite to Nightpaw's ear, nothing too serious, but enough to make it not look to suspicious.
It was, as of yet, still a secret that Snowpelt and the Leader Sharpstar were blood... But Snowpelt and Sharpstar knew... Nightpaw didn't even know... Ravenscar was now the only cat out of either Clan that knew, and he was laying beside Snowpelt. The snowy she-cat was finding it quite difficult to sleep... And yet a reek and terrifying sound brought her attention out of the half state of sleep. That along with the yowl of her beloved brother drove her to her feet as the two guards of herself and Ravenscar took off to battle. She looked to Ravenscar and nudged him gently before bounding forth without so much of a hessitation.
The snowy cat was rather small, being of WindClan, but she was fast... And fierce in protecting her brother's Clan. She snarled as she darted around the nearest Warrior, teeth bared and claws flashing. They had to win this battle... Had to fight them off... Had to protect ShadowClan, and themselves in turn.Morningpaw sat in silence. This was her first battle and her Mentor, Ravenclaw, had already gone off with the first wave. She knew that they had the numbers and the element of surprise... Or at least she figured she did... And thus they would be fine. And yet she couldn't help but feel uneasy and wary of it all. It wasn't right... It never did feel right, doing all of this... It didn't feel to her as if it were StarClan's plan. Not like the other cats said it was... It didn't add up to the small Apprentice. But who would listen to her? She looked to Duskstar as she stood with the second wave, awaiting word from one of the first wave cats. Oh she didn't like this, but she would follow Cranefeather and Riverstar... Well, Cranefeather as he led this attack with Duskstar himself. But as for her, she would sit there quietly until word came, mentally preparing herself for this battle.Tumblestep paced restlessly as she stood with the other ThunderClan cats. Oh she didn't like this one bit. She wished she had asked if she could stay out of the fighting with Rosethorn. She could have helped with the medicine stuff, but... She couldn't allow Shrubwhisker to fight without her. And it was true, Tumblestep made a rather formidable opponent. With her heavy paws she could strike quite a blow.
But she would continue to pace for the time being. Shrubwhisker was with the first wave... Without her... What if he got hurt? Terror siezed her when she thought of that. She wasn't there to help him... And so back and forth she paced... Well... Until her paw caught on a root and down she went sprawling into the dust! A loud mew of protest was sent up from the Warrioress. That had hurt... She glanced around sheepishly to see who had saw, her gaze moving to Duskstar, feeling heat rise under her pelt. If he had noticed... Great going Tumblestep... Really living up to your name aren't you. But she would jump up and settle herself down, glancing at the other cats around in this wave. Nothing to see here...
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Post by wolfkitten on Jul 27, 2010 11:49:45 GMT -5
Sharpstar turned his attention to Ravenscar as he spoke of the news. No change of emotion showed on the large tom's face, he simply listened in silence until the WindClan tom was finished. A nod of his head was given, as he prepared to answer, but as he continued, he blinked a couple times, not understanding. WindClan had their own problems, he knew they couldn't come to his aid. And he wouldn't ask it of them. He had little clue that Snowpelt had already put the idea into her Leader's head.
Soon enough, he saw Ravenscar look to Snowpelt, and thus the attention of the large tom would turn to the beautiful snowy she cat as well.
Snowpelt nodded silently as she listened to Ravenscar give the news, and when he looked to her, she nodded and looked to her brother. "Ravenscar and I wish to help in the upcoming battle. We cannot bring our Clan, but we can bring ourselves. We will help you fight... But to avoid suspicion, we want you to capture us... Capture us the day before the battle and bring us to your camp. You can send Iridescantwhisker (yes?) and Nightpaw... Or any other cats you believe wouldn't chase us off, but bring us to camp... And then... When ThunderClan and RiverClan come to the camp we will help you fight them." A steely determination shone in the small WindClan cat's eyes as she spoke to her brother. But once she finished, she looked to Ravenscar to be certain she hadn't left anything out.
Sharpstar continued to listen to the two cats, listening to their plan from his sister's mouth. He tensed visibly at this. The very idea of putting Snowpelt and her friend in danger... He looked troubled, glancing off for a moment. "Snowpelt... I've lost you once... Twice... I couldn't do it again. I can't put you in danger like this... I thank you for the information Ravenscar. I feared it would come to this sooner than Duskstar had said. We are preparing even now, for the attack. But I cannot ask you both to help us, and endanger yourselves..."
Snowpelt would glare slightly at her brother and shake her head a bit. "Sharpstar I am not asking you to ask me to endanger myself. I'm asking for the chance to help my brother and his Clan..." She managed to keep her voice low, but it shook with emotion. "I can't see you destroyed by ThunderClan and RiverClan and sit by doing nothing... They'll focus on WindClan next, can't you see? Better to join forces with ShadowClan now and fight them then to wait for them to pick us off..." She shuddered with the thought, but continued. "We're coming to help you one way or another Sharpstar... It will be less of a suspicion if you help us..."
Sharpstar surveyed her with his icy stare but then looked off as he thought of this. Every paw would count in this battle... Having two more strong and able Warriors would help his cause... But to what end? He shuddered to think of it... Ravenscar... Or his sister... Broken and battered in his camp... He shook his head but gazed off for a moment. "StarClan has always guided your paws well Snowpelt... You are wise and seem to have found a wise friend in Ravenscar... I will grant your request. I will send a patroll out around Sunhigh and they will patrol this border... It is here you shall be caught and brought back..." He mewed softly those last words, before nodding again and looking up as a scuffle of a mouse caught his attention. "I must be getting back. My Clan needs this information that we may continue to up our defenses... I will be seeing you soon sister... And you Ravenscar. I thank you both for your help... And I can only pray this doesn't end as badly as it could..." And with that he would nuzzle Snowpelt gently before darting out of the brush back over into ShadowClan territory and speeding off toward home.
Snowpelt gave her brother a warm nuzzle in reassurance before watching him lope off. As soon as he was out of sight, it was as if all the bravery was let out of her, and she slumped toward the ground, lowering her head and trembling a bit. "I'm glad he gave in when he did... I'm so scared Ravenscar... ThunderClan and RiverClan are mighty together... What if they hurt ShadowClan so badly that..." She shook her head unable to think of it, merely trembling in fear.
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Post by wolfkitten on Jul 17, 2010 15:43:44 GMT -5
I know in the past I haven't been consistantly active. I have a bit of an issue with consistancy at times... I understand this and am working on it. But I have to say, I absolutely adore ITM. It is a place I return to time and time again, and find it still around. I adore you guys and wouldn't like to lose you. I am around the same place as FireFly. I love this place and wouldn't want it to go away but I can't promise anything for activity.
As of late I have had tons of muse but no where to post... I suppose I could start up some new threads, but all my cats are rather tied up in threads... So yea... My vote is to keep it open of course. Love ya guys too much to lose you.
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Post by wolfkitten on Jul 14, 2010 14:18:58 GMT -5
Morningpaw surveyed the gathering of cats, nodding gently to Smokepaw as well upon her arrival, though she trembled slightly, but only once. After such, her calm would settle. She sat there almost as still as a statue until Ravenclaw made his way over. She would bow her head to her Mentor. "Evening Ravenclaw..." She spoke softly, and looked over at Smokepaw greeted them. " 'Lo Smokepaw..." She nodded to him as well before looking up to Larksong as she spoke. Morningpaw was unable to keep back a wry grin, nodding slightly. "That we are." Goodness the Apprentice carried the calm and composure of a full grown Warrior, not an Apprentice hardly out of kithood... Strange strange little she-cat...
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Post by wolfkitten on Jul 14, 2010 14:12:23 GMT -5
Aww Breezy I'm sorry to hear that! Come back to us as soon as you can! And hey... Just a quick question, do you still plan to play Loudpaw? I believe he was Snowpelt's apprentice, but I was hoping to take on a different apprentice for her, as I thought you were gone... Let me know.
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Post by wolfkitten on Jul 14, 2010 14:09:01 GMT -5
Shrubwhisker couldn't take her eyes off the small gathering of cats and she couldn't help but wonder what was being spoken of, and why Shrubwhisker looked so downcast, if not confused, and maybe fearfull. Her tail lashed with agitation and worry for that tom. She didn't know about Duskstar... Tumblestep was young yet, and longed to make her Leader proud, and yet his motives and actions terrified her. And now Tumblestep was tied to it by whatever task Duskstar gave this cat she so loved...
As soon as their little group seemed to be breaking up, Shrubwhisker moved back to Rosethorn and herself. She bounded forth, washing her tongue over his ears in a worried fashion, yet she said nothing. If he wished to volunteer information, he would... If not? He wouldn't. Tumblestep knew that. Usually it didn't keep her from inquiring, but for now she held her tongue and merely comforted the tom.
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Post by wolfkitten on Jul 14, 2010 14:04:35 GMT -5
Snowpelt made her way into the camp after a successful hunting trip. Jaws full of fresh kill, she moved quickly through the camp to deposit them upon the fresh kill pile. She surveyed it with satisfaction before moving on. Her Clan was doing well... Thriving and living, but she still held fear... Not for her Clan, but for that of her brother... This was a well kept secret, however, only one other cat knowing about him and his tie to her...
She would quickly put that from her mind as she saw the kit sitting outside of the Nursery. Curiosity sparked in her mind. Who would want to hang around a kit, Dashingkit would wonder? Why Snowpelt would... Sweet, gentle, motherly cat she was... She moved over to the tiny tom, tilting her head a little. "Nice day isn't it?" She mewed softly to him, smiling kindly to him as she moved to seat herself beside him. "Taking in the sunshine?" She tilted her head inquiringly, glancing around and wondering where his mother was. It wasn't uncommon for the mothers to bring their kits out to enjoy the sun... But for a kit to be out here alone? That was uncommon... So Snowpelt would spend some time with this little one, and at least make sure he stayed safe.
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Post by wolfkitten on Jul 11, 2010 20:03:22 GMT -5
Snowpelt glanced over to Ravenscar as she felt something from him. She gave him a questioning look, but relaxed, backing a little bit away, watching both toms. Tail swished gently as she looked to those cats so close to her heart. She watched as Ravenscar and Sharpstar greeted eachother, and smiled warmly to see the tensions flow slightly from her brother. She dipped her head slightly at Ravenscar's words, smiling warmly at him, and allowing her tail to twine slightly with his. She didn't mind what her brother saw, and she would answer any questions he had... There was nothing definite, but still... Ears perked up as she heard Ravenscar's words, and she nodded slowly as she gave him the option to go on or pass it truly to her. It was heard by him afterall.
Sharpstar smiled warmly at his sister, and with no less warmth to her Clanmate. His words were kind and respectful. He liked this tom. His eyes moved to their twined tails as his sister moved her tail to curl around his. He tilted his huge head as he watched the two curiously. "Special friend Snowpelt?" He smiled rather cheekily before hearing Ravenscar's words and seeing Snowpelt's grave nod. He looked troubled, glancing at the moon as Ravenscar did. It was close to full, but would not be for a few days yet. "What is it? What news do you bear Ravenscar?"
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Post by wolfkitten on Jul 11, 2010 19:26:50 GMT -5
Up until this point, Snowpelt had found Fourtrees to be one of the best places to meet, as long as they stayed mostly out of obvious sight... There was a certain clump of bushes that Snowpelt knew well of... This place was perfect, rather undetectable... Cats of all Clans came around here all the time. Many different cat scents were confused together, no patrols usually thought to really look into it.
Snowpelt looked to Ravenscar, before scanning the area with her eyes, and opening that mouth to take in any scents around. She detected some of ThunderClan but they weren't really fresh at the moment. There were also stale scents of all the Clans. She would allow her fur to brush against Ravenscar's, letting her tail twine with his. She shivered slightly but nodded with determination at his words, and would move quickly, after returning his lick, moving down into the hollow. She moved with purpose toward a different, somewhat secluded area, moving into the bramble to hide her snowy form, flicking her tail for Ravenscar to join her. Sharpstar would be there any moment.
Sharpstar moved with purpose toward Fourtrees. Tonight was the night he was to meet his sister. A thrill darted through his large frame. He wasn't supposed to do this... It was wrong and he knew it... What if someone found him... What if they saw? What if they knew... He couldn't let that happen. He had left late that night after setting up more defenses for their Camp. If Thunder and RiverClan were going to attack them, then they would be prepared. They wouldn't give up, nor lose easily.
He made his way right into the hollow, catching the scents around him. There was the sweet scent of his sister... But there was another fresh one. Another cat? What was Snowpelt doing... He tensed a bit as he scanned the area wondering if this could be a trap... Where was Snowpelt... He glanced around nervously until he moved toward the little secluded area his sister and him consistantly met. He looked around drawing scents again until he saw the snowy pelt of his beloved sister.
His large bulk was moved into the brush without pausing, and he pressed his form against hers, nuzzling and greeting her with soft tender meows. He had missed her... He had just gotten her back and he hated being away from her. He looked around and suddenly caught sight of the other cat. He tensed, and looked warily to his sister. "Snowpelt... Who is this..." Distrust was in his eyes... Yet he smelled of WindClan, thus he was a Clanmate of his sister... It was likely that he could be trusted... Snowpelt wouldn't bring someone who couldn't be.
Snowpelt saw her brother, and a soft mew of delight left her as she moved to return his affectionate greetings, purring loudly. "Oh my brother..." She mewed before feeling his tension. She looked to Ravenscar and moved to lick her brother's shoulder. "Peace Sharpstar... This is Ravenscar... A trusted and beloved Clanmate of mine... He has come to meet you... I hope you don't mind..." She looked to Ravenscar. "Ravenscar... This is my brother... Leader of ShadowClan... Sharpstar."
Sharpstar surveyed Ravenscar, head held high, bulky form standing tall until he nodded in understanding. "Greetings Ravenscar... Any friend of my sister's is a friend to me... It is a pleasure to meet you."
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Post by wolfkitten on Jul 11, 2010 18:22:26 GMT -5
It was a beautiful night... Warm... Temperate... But it was full of tension and uncertainty. Snowpelt... A lovely WindClan she-cat was leading one of her Clanmates toward Fourtrees. The one place where all four territories came together as one... The only place that belonged to everyone and no one... Her tail whipped back and forth as she stood on the ridge with Ravenscar. She didn't fear trouble tonight... She was coming for the scheduled meeting with her beloved brother. She was excited for this night... The evening before she had spent with Ravenscar planning out and talking about how they could help her brother...
Snowpelt had shared the one secret she held so close to her heart... She shared the secret of her family... She shared the fact that she held a brother in another Clan. She held confusions... She was lost as to where she and he really belonged... They were both incredibly loyal to their Clans... It was uncontested that either of them could have come from another Clan... Heck, Sharpstar was Leader of ShadowClan for goodness sake... And Snowpelt was a well liked and well trusted member of her own Clan... So much was not understood by the she-cat... And up until last night she felt so alone with that knowledge, feeling that the only one she could tell was Sharpstar himself... But she hardly got to see him...
But now... She looked to her fellow Clan mate, an adoring look in her eyes... She had spilled so much last night, just like he did as well... She felt closer to him than she had to any of the other cats for quite a while now. She would move closer and lay her tail across his back. "You ready?" She murmered gently to him before looking to the hollow. Her brother would be there any moment. And they would meet and talk. They had information for Sharpstar as well as a plan to try and help him and his Clan survive... Snowpelt's heart soared higher than it had since the last Gathering. Suddenly it seemed like there was hope on the horizon... They would stand together, be strong and courageous, and prevail through all of this together.
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Post by wolfkitten on Jul 9, 2010 22:32:30 GMT -5
Snowpelt had a smile that lit up her face. Suddenly all this sounded possible, and that Sharpstar and his Clan could have a chance. Ravenscar was strong, and so was she... Strong and fit, two extra Warriors would make a bit of a difference. At least she hoped so. She would smile at his shyness, feeling it herself. She usually wasn't this bold or forward. But she smiled warmly as he licked along her nose, up to her forehead. A soft purr burst forth. She nodded slowly, ears perking as she heard his words. "Me as well Ravenscar..." Though his words made her stomach clench. She had heard them before... It was when she loved another cat, but their relationship fell through... She wasn't sure what had happened, but...
She smiled and sat down as well, gazing up until she heard his words. He wanted to meet her brother? She thought for a moment before nodding. "Yes I would like that. And I'm sure he'd like to meet you. That way he'd know who else was being brought to his camp." She nodded a little, smiling. She wasn't sure what he was thinking and she didn't want to put ideas into his head that weren't there. She tilted her head a little bit. It was strange, but her heart leapt and something about Ravenscar made her feel warm and safe... What was with this...
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Post by wolfkitten on Jul 9, 2010 21:14:55 GMT -5
Snowpelt would continue to pace in silence, but as he spoke, she looked to him her eyes wide. "Oh no no that's the problem... I do want to... So baddly..." She trembled slightly. But then looked as he exclaimed and listened as he gave his plan. She gasped as she listened. Oh it sounded better the more he spoke. "Oh my goodness... Ravenscar you are brilliant... That might just work..." Oh how she wanted it to work. She longed to make sure her brother was alright, and to help him if she could. With the information Ravenscar gave her... She trembled slightly and sent her gaze skyward. "We don't have much time... I'm meeting with Sharpstar tomorrow night... I'll tell him then..." She nodded and thought. "And Nightpaw... His daughter... She could help Infectedsound so it doesn't look like we simply gave up?" She nodded slowly and trembled slightly. "This could work... And if we're ShadowClan's prisoners no one could refute us being there... And if we happen to help..." She moved quickly to Ravenscar, pressing her nose to his. "You are absolutely brilliant Ravenscar!" And the tongue rasped over his muzzle.
She would draw back somewhat looking sheepish. "I'm sorry..." She murmered softly to him, but nodding slowly. "The idea is sound... But..." She shook her head some. "No... You have friends in danger too... We can do this..."
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Post by wolfkitten on Jul 9, 2010 20:26:25 GMT -5
Snowpelt dipped her head slightly as he spoke, she wasn't sure what she expected... But it wasn't this... "I am proud... So proud of him... I was there when Echostar announced that... I was so happy for him, and talked to him soon after the night of the Gathering..." She smiled as she felt him brush his pelt against her own. She would return it, tail laying gently across his back. He was her Clanmate, why shouldn't he have her affection at support... Just like he was offering his own.
She nodded slowly, trembling a bit. "It is hard... Too hard... I can't help but worry for him... He is... So important to me. I'm just thankful we're not at war with them... Honestly... I couldn't bear it. Fighting against my brother... But he's Leader... He wouldn't let that happen..." She nodded with assurance. But she smiled slightly to him. "Yea... I was hoping if I could... If Spicestar..." She shook her head. "I don't know what I was hoping to get... I couldn't bear putting our Clan in danger..." She trembled slightly. But as she heard his words again, eyes widened. "Ravenscar..." She shook her head slightly. "Ravenscar I couldn't put you in danger like that... And what if us being there brings Thunder and RiverClan down on our Clan as well? We couldn't stand a war... But..."
She shivered a little and narrowed her eyes some. "What if we allied with them... I don't know..." She nuzzled him slightly. "Ravenscar... Some would know... Unless... We could mask our scent... Rolling around in ShadowClan territory would make our scent lessened... But... It would still be there... What if ThunderClan or RiverClan cats recognized us and..." Ok so she was babling a bit, and pacing would commence... She paced under the tree, thinking about his plan.
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