Post by Appleflight on Nov 24, 2011 12:26:31 GMT -5
This is what I am hoping will happen now that I am on level 29.
Lakepaw clenched her teeth. "Ugh, why do I have to clean the nursery?" she wondered aloud. "Because I said so," Tigerclaw growled from behind her. The huge brown tabby was staring menacingly at Yellowfang, who was napping at the other side of the clearing.
Lakepaw dutifully began to clear out the nursery bedding. As she did, it began to drizzle. The queens were enjoying the wash on their pelts. They were talking about apprentice's training.
"Speaking of training," said Brindleface, "I-"
A voice yowled from inside the nursery. "AAAUUUGHHH! My KITS! The're GONE!" It was Frostfur.
Tigerclaw started. "Search the camp!"
Lakepaw was bundled off towards Bluestar's den. She poked her nose inside, confirming the kits weren't there.
"Spottedleaf! Oh, Spottedleaf, nnnooooo!!!!"
Lakepaw froze. She ran to the voice to see Frostfur standing over a small tortoiseshell body, weeping.
"No...."
{ShadowClan Camp}
Brokenstar sneered. "An apprentice? This will be easy." he wasn't quite that sure as he gazed upon the two beaten and bloodied warriors. They had run into camp, babbling about some ginger apprentice who had kicked their butts. Clawface said, "I will take care of it, Master Brokenstar, if our finest minion fails." Brokenstar's face twisted into a bloody leer as he gazed upon the warrior who was trying to look brave. "You? Our finest minion? Fine; we'll be rid of you if the apprentice prevails."
"That apprentice was the one who called my bluff the first time that I tried to steal the kits," Blackfoot hissed. "I will get revenge for you, Master Blackfoot," Clawface drawled.
Blackfoot hissed in pleasure. "Good, Clawface. Good. If you do..."
He swung around to face Brokenstar. "I'll promote you to third in command," Brokenstar finished. Clawface's eyes gleamed.
"GRRRAAHHHRRRGGG!!!!!!!" A yowl sounded at the camp enterance. There, Brokenstar saw, was Yellowfang, encircled by three elders. "We have caught her!" they yowled. But then, to Brokenstar's bloody, preverted amusement, the elders and Yellowfang attacked. But his leer turned into a snarl of horror as a ThunderClan patrol crashed into the camp. In their midst was that bloody ginger kittypet! She quickly vanquished the minion that had been set to kill her, and lunged for Clawface. "I am Lakepaw," she yowled, "And I'm here for my revenge on you! YOU KILLED SPOTTEDLEAF!!!!" with that, she raised a paw to deliver a killing blow. Lakepaw was knocked aside by a white cat, who immeadiately scolded her in public. The apprentice ignored him and slashed Clawface's throat, sending him fleeing. Brokenstar realized that all his guards, even Blackfoot, hed fled.
Lakepaw was on him in a second, stunning him with a painful nip on his spine. Shaking, Brokenstar could only watch at the apprentice clawed his spine. He suddenly felt woozy. He felt his life draining away, slowly, painfully. Lakepaw slashed his side, and it felt like it was up in ribbons. He tried to poison her back, but missed, and he lost precious health. Lakepaw slashed him again, this time with a warrior's strike. "Wha-" Brokenstar choked and fell as his effort to defend himself took his seventh life.
"You're tough, but I'll be back," he growled, and ran.
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Lakepaw clenched her teeth. "Ugh, why do I have to clean the nursery?" she wondered aloud. "Because I said so," Tigerclaw growled from behind her. The huge brown tabby was staring menacingly at Yellowfang, who was napping at the other side of the clearing.
Lakepaw dutifully began to clear out the nursery bedding. As she did, it began to drizzle. The queens were enjoying the wash on their pelts. They were talking about apprentice's training.
"Speaking of training," said Brindleface, "I-"
A voice yowled from inside the nursery. "AAAUUUGHHH! My KITS! The're GONE!" It was Frostfur.
Tigerclaw started. "Search the camp!"
Lakepaw was bundled off towards Bluestar's den. She poked her nose inside, confirming the kits weren't there.
"Spottedleaf! Oh, Spottedleaf, nnnooooo!!!!"
Lakepaw froze. She ran to the voice to see Frostfur standing over a small tortoiseshell body, weeping.
"No...."
{ShadowClan Camp}
Brokenstar sneered. "An apprentice? This will be easy." he wasn't quite that sure as he gazed upon the two beaten and bloodied warriors. They had run into camp, babbling about some ginger apprentice who had kicked their butts. Clawface said, "I will take care of it, Master Brokenstar, if our finest minion fails." Brokenstar's face twisted into a bloody leer as he gazed upon the warrior who was trying to look brave. "You? Our finest minion? Fine; we'll be rid of you if the apprentice prevails."
"That apprentice was the one who called my bluff the first time that I tried to steal the kits," Blackfoot hissed. "I will get revenge for you, Master Blackfoot," Clawface drawled.
Blackfoot hissed in pleasure. "Good, Clawface. Good. If you do..."
He swung around to face Brokenstar. "I'll promote you to third in command," Brokenstar finished. Clawface's eyes gleamed.
"GRRRAAHHHRRRGGG!!!!!!!" A yowl sounded at the camp enterance. There, Brokenstar saw, was Yellowfang, encircled by three elders. "We have caught her!" they yowled. But then, to Brokenstar's bloody, preverted amusement, the elders and Yellowfang attacked. But his leer turned into a snarl of horror as a ThunderClan patrol crashed into the camp. In their midst was that bloody ginger kittypet! She quickly vanquished the minion that had been set to kill her, and lunged for Clawface. "I am Lakepaw," she yowled, "And I'm here for my revenge on you! YOU KILLED SPOTTEDLEAF!!!!" with that, she raised a paw to deliver a killing blow. Lakepaw was knocked aside by a white cat, who immeadiately scolded her in public. The apprentice ignored him and slashed Clawface's throat, sending him fleeing. Brokenstar realized that all his guards, even Blackfoot, hed fled.
Lakepaw was on him in a second, stunning him with a painful nip on his spine. Shaking, Brokenstar could only watch at the apprentice clawed his spine. He suddenly felt woozy. He felt his life draining away, slowly, painfully. Lakepaw slashed his side, and it felt like it was up in ribbons. He tried to poison her back, but missed, and he lost precious health. Lakepaw slashed him again, this time with a warrior's strike. "Wha-" Brokenstar choked and fell as his effort to defend himself took his seventh life.
"You're tough, but I'll be back," he growled, and ran.
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Good job!