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Post by Cheetahfur on Nov 19, 2013 15:53:37 GMT -5
Cheetahfur came out of the medicine den feeling like something wasn't right. she could feel something out there was happening. some thing bigger than they realized. she looked around the camp from cat to cat. Swiftpaw... Whitedove... Honeythorn... Mudsplash... Nighthear- "oh, no." said Cheetahfur to herself. she scrambled outside and jumped onto a floating cloud. "hey everycat! where's Nightheart? she's not here and she didn't come back to camp when the attack started!" she called out.
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Post by Whitedove on Nov 19, 2013 19:34:41 GMT -5
The thought struck his mind like a thorn. "You're right! I guess I got too distracted by the whole Tristar situation." He felt bad about forgetting his own Clanmate. What if Nightheart got captured or even killed? Whitedove sat down, thinking to himself when he last saw Nightheart. Hm, I last saw her when we ate fresh-kill together- before the gathering. He started to feel a sharp tug of pessimism in his mind. This clan is falling apart. We have no leader, we just had an invasion, and now Nightheart is missing. And there's nothing I can do about it! Am I that useless?
He struggled against his self, trying to push away the negative thoughts. "Where was Nightheart last seen? Maybe we can find her scent trail somewhere- if the rain hasn't already washed it away."
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Post by Dawnsky on Nov 19, 2013 20:47:40 GMT -5
"Yes, let's do that," agreed Honeythorn. "And if she's been hurt" -she didn't want to think about the two other, worse, possiblilities- "Chaosclan will feel our claws!" I may have a hard time with friendly relationships, but nobody interferes with my Clan!
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HeavenClan
Nov 19, 2013 21:34:19 GMT -5
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Post by ★Leopardstar★ on Nov 19, 2013 21:34:19 GMT -5
(Sorry ;- Featherstep padded out of the den after licking her wounds, listening to the conversation. Darkpelt spoke up from the small crowd. "I think I saw her yesterday, or maybe this morning? Anyway, when I went out of camp I remember her hunting. I did not, however, see her since."
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Post by Willowleaf on Nov 20, 2013 3:22:10 GMT -5
Swiftpaw nodded. "I saw her too when we went hunting... but I didn't see her later."
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Nightheart opened her eyes. For some reason, she didn't know why she had fell asleep in the first place. Harsh light seeped into her eyes when she opened them, and Nightheart had to blink several times before her eyes adjusted to the brightness. But even when she had eyesight, she still did not understand.
Two cords of tough gray-green grass were tied to her, one around her neck and one around her front left paw. She tried chewing them off, but her teeth were meant for meat, not plants and the cord remained unfrayed. The cords were tied to an enormous stalagmite at the back of a... cave she was in, preventing her from going more than two fox-lengths away from it.
Nightheart glanced around the cave. The ceiling and three sides around her were walls of dull grayish stone, but the last side was open, and blazing midday sun shone in. The ground outside consisted of a low plateau of bone-white stone. It was reflected light like snow- Nightheart couldn't look at it for more than a few heartbeats at a time without blinking. Hole-caves, like the one she was in, dotted the earth. Right outside her cave were two holes- one just big enough for a kit to fit into, and one large one, twisting into the soil like a burrow so she could only see the first bend, which was shaded dull gray like her own cave.
Inside the kit-sized hole, Nightheart could see prey bones, tiny skulls and femurs and beaks. One thin mouse was hung up on a rib, its gray fur spotted with sickness. A cat suddenly slipped out of the large cave. Under the shade, the cat's eyes and fur melted into the darkness, indistinguishable except for the flash of yellow-green eyes. But in the bright sunlight, his pelt was pale brown, and covered with dark tabby spots. It was the cat Nightheart had seen earlier! But he was a lot smaller than she had thought, quite skinny and dull-furred. If he was in HeavenClan, he'd probably be an apprentice.
The cat stuck his head into the kit-sized hole, and plucked the sickly mouse off of the bones. He started back to the den, when Nightheart called out. "Wait!"
This time he did stop. His head snapped around quickly, dropping the mouse. "Oh, I see our prisoner is awake," he smirked.
Nightheart felt like wiping the smile off his face, but she refrained. "Yes," she growled, "now get these things off of me." She lifted her paw and shook her neck to show him the cords tied around them.
"I'm afraid I can't do that. If I did, you'd just run back to your HeavenClan-" he spat the word out with distaste- "telling them everything you know about our camp so you can drive us out."
"Why would I ever do that?" Nightheart asked, feigning ignorance. "All I want is to go home."
And to get your thieving paws off of HeavenClan's territory!
"Yeah, right," he snorted. "You HeavenClan cats are all the same. You have enough prey in half of your territory to feed your whole Clan, but all you leave to us is a tiny patch of waste that can barely feed two cats without killing another! Have you ever given any thought to how we would be able feed our kits with such a prey-poor piece of territory?"
Nightheart bared her teeth. "That's not the point here! Your ancestors had a choice on where they wanted to settle! They wanted this place, they should be able to at least survive on their land."
"Where else did you think we could go? You control all of HeavenClan, StarClan is just below, and if we went to the Clans again, there would have been another war for us "trespassing" on their territory. All that was left was this piece of wasteland!"
Nightheart was at a loss for words. The brown cat fumed for a little more before grabbing up the mouse and reentering the cave.
She laid down, tired. A thousand thoughts raced through her head, but she quelled them.
Just let me get some sleep and it'll be fine...
Suddenly a yowl sounded from the cave. Nightheart bolted to her paws as a tangle of kits, one brown and one gray, rolled out of the hole. They were wrestling fiercely, each shouting insults at each other.
"You piece of mouse-dung!" yowled the brown kit.
"Eat dirt, crow-food!" screamed the gray one back.
"You stuck-up HeavenClanner!"
The gray kit's claws suddenly unsheathed, flashing in the sunlight. The brown one screeched, and a tabby she-cat bolted out of the cave. "Dew! Save your claws for the HeavenClan cats." She nosed them back into the cave.
Nightheart rested her head back on he paws again, thinking.
fallen
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Post by Dawnsky on Nov 20, 2013 21:19:58 GMT -5
"Well, we need a plan," said Honeythorn. "Anyone got one?" She looked at Mudsplash hopefully, but he didn't seem to have any ideas.
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Post by Snowfeather on Nov 20, 2013 22:10:32 GMT -5
(now im debating joining, would be to late though right? ;w;)
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Post by Whitedove on Nov 20, 2013 23:13:42 GMT -5
(Of course not, I actually want to have more people join. So she was last seen hunting... He thought. Whitedove began to feel frustrated. There were so many endless possibilities of where Nightheart could've been now. He tried to think up of the best strategy to find his two missing clanmates but remained trapped inside his mind, not knowing what to do. He dug his claws into the cloud, sending up soft and small billows of fluff into the air. The stress tugged at his fur, and consequently, he lost all rational thinking. "The only way we can find out where they are is if we launch a full attack on Chaosclan right now! Besides, it's almost morning and their warriors must still be sleeping. We'll all slaughter them one by one, no mercy! Then, we'll find out if they took Nightheart and Tristar!" Whitedove himself began to sound like a Chaosclan cat. "Now, who's with me- anyone?"
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Post by Snowfeather on Dec 1, 2013 14:09:57 GMT -5
//didn't forget i was going to join this at all
Can we have a part other wild cat breed? (like a part small bob cat kitten)
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Post by Whitedove on Dec 1, 2013 16:46:42 GMT -5
Sure, as long as its still in the cat family
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Post by Willowleaf on Dec 1, 2013 18:53:33 GMT -5
Swiftpaw was roused by the speech. Those dirty ChaosClan cats will pay for what they did! She unsheathed her claws and roared with the crowd.
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Post by Cheetahfur on Dec 2, 2013 16:20:18 GMT -5
"I bet they're after our territory again!" Cheetahfur cried out over the crowd "we have to save Nightheart and Tristar before it's too late!" when the ruckus quieted down a bit, she said "I think we should send out a rescue patrol into Chaosclan territory and steal our clanmates back. only the stealthiest cats should go, so that we can save our strength for any upcoming battles."
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Post by Dawnsky on Dec 2, 2013 21:18:46 GMT -5
Honeythorn nodded agreement. "Sounds good." Mudsplash suddenly spoke up. "Wait," he rumbled. "Wouldn't it be a good idea to try and figure out if Chaosclan actually took our cats? We should try and track their scents."
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Post by Willowleaf on Dec 2, 2013 23:32:24 GMT -5
"But Nightheart's scent is probably covered by the battle smell already, and if they took Tristar and replaced him with a fake, his scent would be long gone by now. Besides, if we try to track their scent, we'd be wasting too much time! ChaosClan more time to run away or kill them or something!" Swiftpaw held her last words in the air for a few seconds. Her legs shook from the strain; they needed to go, now or it would be too late!
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Post by Whitedove on Dec 2, 2013 23:39:02 GMT -5
"Yeah, Swiftpaw's right!" Whitedove joined in. "Should we head out now or wait until the morning when we're re-energized?"
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Post by Cheetahfur on Dec 4, 2013 17:14:40 GMT -5
"hmmm... who are our best sneakers? I would prefer not to get any more cats injured, so I think we just need to go in, get Nightheart and, hopefully, Tristar, and sneak out." Cheetahfur said confidently. "but we should get some rest first. then we'll send the rescue squad into Chaosclan territory. Meanwhile I'll try so see if I can dream up where there camp is." (what's the whole jig with medicine cat dreams in Heavenclan? do they get dreams from an even higher power, or do they dream what they want to, or do the dreams simply come to them? I MUST KNOW! )
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Post by Snowfeather on Dec 4, 2013 18:56:46 GMT -5
Name:Cougar Gender:Female Appearance:Small stalky brown kit with a short bobbed tail and randomized white spots, ear are rimming with black fur jetting out Personality:Curious, Lives around home so isn't to used to cats
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Post by Whitedove on Dec 4, 2013 19:26:32 GMT -5
(OOOOH!!!! Cheetahfur just gave me some great ideas for this RP... I'm not sure how to implement them exactly though. Well anyways, I'm thinking about giving each cat a special ability, for example, medicine cats have the ability to see far-away places in their dreams and so on... I have another idea too, but I have to think about how I will do it.) *Accepted Snowfeather. Btw, is your cat a loner or HeavenClan cat?* Whitedove agreed. "Okay, well, back to my den..." He padded off into the warrior's den.
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Post by Willowleaf on Dec 4, 2013 22:52:28 GMT -5
Swiftpaw wandered around the clouds, unsatisfied. By then, it could already be too late! She wondered about going to ChaosClan herself, but decided it would be unsafe and she would probably get captured, or worse. Sighing, she resigned herself to a night on the clouds, watching the stars.
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Post by Snowfeather on Dec 5, 2013 18:05:01 GMT -5
(OOOOH!!!! Cheetahfur just gave me some great ideas for this RP... I'm not sure how to implement them exactly though. Well anyways, I'm thinking about giving each cat a special ability, for example, medicine cats have the ability to see far-away places in their dreams and so on... I have another idea too, but I have to think about how I will do it.) *Accepted Snowfeather. Btw, is your cat a loner or HeavenClan cat?* Whitedove agreed. "Okay, well, back to my den..." He padded off into the warrior's den. My cat is a loner, Do you just want to find me later on?
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