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Post by lonelylove :D on May 29, 2008 19:57:29 GMT -5
j a s m i n e s t ar;;
Jasminestar had rested shortly, and was feeling much better after the battle. The small scratches had already started to heal by themselves, but the larger ones kept bleeding, sluggishly, but still bleeding. Jasminestar just licked the blood away.
Now, she came up of her den. She brushed the dust out of her fur, before bounding onto Lilac Hill. She cleared her throat, and yowled loudly. She had ceremonies to do, dead to honor.
She paused to lick a little blood off her flank, before starting. Today we have dead to mourn, as well as ceremonies to perform and celebrate. Before I get to the ceremonies, though, I must take the time to mourn the ones we lost in this tragic battle. [/size] ooc Okay, I'm way behind. Please tell me which cats are dead to I can mention them. I know Pastelsky is dead already.[/blockquote] |
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Post by (aurora) of the problematique on May 29, 2008 20:00:30 GMT -5
ooc;// Foxtail and Peanutdrift are dead as well
Runningcloud and Lavenderpaw will be leaving soon, also.
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Post by Spice..xx on May 31, 2008 5:01:29 GMT -5
Slowly she padded out of the warriors den, resting after the battle. Her beautiful blue eyes were filled with guilt and sadness. Peanutdrift had died. To save her. And now she was alone. Clearpool dejectedly padded to the foot of Lilac Hill, dipping her head to Jasminestar and waiting for the rest of the Clan to assemble. This meeting would be hard she knew, but they would have to face it. Some were dead, many more injured. The battle had not gone as planned.
Brindletalon rasied his head from his position by Pastelsky. He had not left his friends side since the Clan had returned to camp. He hauled himself up into a sitting position and walked slowly to a more visible part of the clearing. He dipped his head twice, first to Jasminestar then to Clearpool before sitting down. His dark brown eyes looked around, their normally cheeky glint gone and replaced by sadness. He had lost another of his best friends. For now he couldnt see Crocuspool so he sat alone to wait for the meeting to begin.[/color][/blockquote] |
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Post by SHADE. :D on May 31, 2008 6:22:43 GMT -5
crocuspool The sleek tortoiseshell shape that was Crocuspool slid from the nursery, her ears pricking alertly. Her stomach had already began to swell, and it was now obvious that she was expecting kits. Her fur was beginning to lose it's shimmering sheen and grow more soft. Crocuspool caught sight of Brindletalon and hurried to his side, mewing a greeting and licking his ear lovingly. The she-cat then sat beside him. Her heart lurched with pity for Clearpool as she spotted the SerenityClan deputy. The she-cat looked decidedly miserable, and understandably. Crocuspool imagined losing Brindletalon, and shivered, her hazel eyes troubled. hyenastrike A muscular ginger tom pushed his way from the warriors' den. He looked utterly normal, but for a few scratches on his creamy pelt. That was, until he raised his head. A grotesque injury crossed his face, from the corner or one ear across his eye, muzzle and neck, to stop as his chest began. Hyenastrike tried not to wince as he padded into the crowd. He kept his head high, ignoring any looks. He knew he looked revolting, but he didn't care. He could see out of only one eye, as the fresh wound had swollen shut the other. octoberlies Octoberlies padded from, for the first time in moons, the warriors' den. He looked pretty much unhurt, but for a bitten ear and a slashed flank. The old scars on his stomach and chest were beginning to be hidden beneath a fresh coating of ashy fur. The SerenityClan warrior padded into the crowd, his cerulean eyes scanning for Hyenastrike or Snowflake. He spotted the creamy ginger tom first, and so padded towards him. He tried not to look too hard at the warrior's injury. He knew it would make the young tom feel uncomfortable - he himself knew how it felt. [/size] |
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Post by &&R.A.V.E.N :3 on May 31, 2008 9:04:07 GMT -5
blizzardhawk[/color] [/ul][/size] musicdrift
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Post by SHADE. :D on May 31, 2008 9:35:27 GMT -5
cherrysmoke.
there's a woman
crying out tonight
her world has changed
she asked god why?
[/right] The broad-shouldered figure of Cherrysmoke padded into camp. A squirrel dangled from her mouth, which she tossed onto the fresh kill pile as she passed. Her blue-green eyes were still dulled with sadness, but she knew the cln had to move on despite losing many cats to the Tribe. The small, sturdy warrioress spotted the white form of Blizzardhawk sitting alone. A pang of pity ran through her body. She knew that he and Peanutdrift had been good friends. Cherrysmoke dat beside him, nudging his shoulder comfortingly. "He won't be forgotten, Blizzardhawk, I promise." The she-cat's eyes searched his face, her own gaze filled with sorrow and pity.[/blockquote][/size] |
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Post by Wolf on May 31, 2008 9:38:24 GMT -5
Deathwish slipped out of the warriors den. He had no serious injuries, but one of his back legs was covered with claw marks. He looked extremely dejected as he walked forward to sit near the other cats.
Scatteredpaw peeked out of the apprentices den, looked around, then seeming to decide it was safe, he came out, placing his paws carefully. He had not been at the battle, but could tell from how some of the other cats looked that it had been horrific. He shuffled towards the other cats, sniffling and muttering to himself, and sat down some way away from the others.
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Post by &&R.A.V.E.N :3 on May 31, 2008 9:47:38 GMT -5
blizzardhawk[/b] He mewed, his voice cracking slightly. He had never noticed that others saw the connecting between him and the larger warrior. His tail tip quivered slightly. "It's just....he was always there. And now I feel so alone. I know I have the Clan, but Peanutdrift and I had this special...bond or something around that." He mewed, shrugging his small shoulders and he looked at the she-cat. [/color] [/ul][/size]
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Post by SHADE. :D on May 31, 2008 9:59:22 GMT -5
cherrysmoke.
Cherrysmoke leant away slightly as the white warrior lashed his tail to avoid a blow. She smiled slightly at his apologies. "It's quite alright," she mewed, blue-green eyes understanding. "I know the feeling. I lost Crescentgaze. He was the best thing in my life. Then I lost Moonkit, too. But we have to move on." Cherrysmoke looked up at the clouds. She knew Crescentgaze was up there, but what about Moonkit? Had he really gone on some journey to stop the Tribe? The thought made her shiver. She hoped he would come home soon, safe and well, if he was indeed still alive. "Peanutdrift will be a great addition to StarClan. They will be honoured to have him." The shecat touched her nose comfortingly to Blizzardhawk's snowy shoulder.
[/size] aloepaw. The coffee-striped shape that was Aloepaw appeared from the apprentices' den. The tom bowed his head as he heard Jasminestar's words. He sat himself down beside Scatteredpaw, the only other apprentice he could see at the moment. The young tom stretched out his forelegs, lime green eyes troubled. His thoughts began to stray to the cats that had died in the battle. He wondered if they had all found their way to StarClan or whether any of them had been snared by the Tribe. |
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Post by Wolf on May 31, 2008 10:01:03 GMT -5
Scatteredpaw turned his head and looked at Aloepaw with wide eyes for a few moments, then looked away again and began grooming his paws, still sniffling.
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Post by &&R.A.V.E.N :3 on May 31, 2008 10:08:31 GMT -5
blizzardhawk;[/b] He mewed, his voice soft as he touched her ear with his nose, trying to comfort her in return. "I will move on, but he will always be in my heart." He mewed, then his eyes flicked to Clearpool. [/color] [/ul][/size]
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Post by ---> LIZZEH on May 31, 2008 16:53:33 GMT -5
flarewind Ears flicked, as the calico tom heard the sounds of others within camp. He crawled out of the warriors den, noticing the familiar shape of Jasminestar on top of Lilac Hill. He headed over to the small gathering, his tail swaying behind him. He stopped beside Musicdrift, resting his nose on her shoulder briefly, before sitting himself down beside the she-cat. Golden-green eyes looked up at the leader of SerenityClan, waiting to hear what else she had to say. He knew that there were a lot of cats who had died from the battle, and he wondered how many of the casualties were from his own Clan. mystique [/right][/font][/size] Spotted coat of the she-cat raised uncomfortably, as green-gray eyes stared at the leader from her spot near the entrance of the camp. Mystique hadn't left, as she waited for the leader to return. Her tail tip twitched nervously, as her eyes scanned the gathering of cats beneath the leader. Ears tilted back, and she exhaled, glancing over to where her father was laying. Was he going to talk her in private, or in front of the whole Clan? [/blockquote] |
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Post by mudheart on May 31, 2008 20:35:24 GMT -5
[[HeartKit needs her apprentice ceremony]]
{Her .Heart/ is empty}
Her paws felt like giant clumps of unsteady fur, but HeartKit forced herself out of her small nursery nest. She had been up for many nights now, for reasons unknown to her. She just couldn't sleep. Her bold-striped, gray tail lashed as she stepped out, blinking, and making her way to the base of Lilac Hill. Her apprentice ceremony should've filled her with joy, but all she could see was those lost in the battle. And it would not be a joyous memory. HeartKit heaved a sigh that sounded as if she was much older than in reality.
Seating herself apart from the group, she felt the emptiness around her. A normal apprentice ceremony would've included HeartKit's mother, fussing about her pelt and showering her with praise and great promises of her future. But they was no mother of hers there for such fawning. No, her mother would be receiving all those other that went to join StarClan so recently. HeartKit's magnificent, glowing blue eyes turned their sorrow-filled to Jasminestar and waited queitly for the expected mourning part of the announcment. [/color][/right] |
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Post by lonelylove :D on May 31, 2008 22:43:32 GMT -5
ooc Oh, and tell me if any cats need ceremonies. Freepaw and Timberpaw are going to become warriors. Anyone else? j a s m i n e s t a r;;The leader sighed as she rattled off the names of the dead. Pastelsky, Peanutdrift, and Foxtail lost their lives to the Tribe. We honor them today, for they gave their lives to defend our clan. Jasminestar realized how listless her voice sounded. She coughed and attempted to sound better. After I finish the meeting, they shall have a proper burial. I also must thank everyone who came to battle to fight. You showed bravery by fighting, even though the enemy was tough. She managed to make the corners of her mouth turn up a little.[/size][/blockquote] |
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Post by &&R.A.V.E.N :3 on Jun 1, 2008 6:42:55 GMT -5
musicdrift[/color] [/ul][/size] elkpaw[/color][/ul][/size] //:Elkpaw needs a mentor, Lonely.
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Post by SHADE. :D on Jun 1, 2008 8:27:22 GMT -5
// So does Aloepaw. cherrysmoke.
there's a woman
crying out tonight
her world has changed
she asked god why?
[/right] Cherrysmoke shook her head. "No, our loss is no more or less than the other," she mewed, smiling wryly. "Besides, they never truly leave me. Just like Peanutdrift will never truly leave you." The red-brown warrior sighed and looked at Jasminestar. So much death... Would it ever end? Cherrysmoke blinked, then looked at the white tom once again. "I'll stand by you, if you'd like me to," she mewed, feeling slightly awkward. "I know how you are feeling..."[/blockquote][/size] |
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Post by &&R.A.V.E.N :3 on Jun 1, 2008 9:23:13 GMT -5
blizzardhawk[/b] Blizzardhawk mewed, his tail tip flicking back and forth, his ears flicking towards Cherrysmoke. A small smile came across his maw as she said this awkward comment. "I would be honored to have a she-cat like you stand by me" He mewed, his dull, golden-yellow eyes brighting the smallest bit. [/color] [/ul][/size]
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Post by ---> LIZZEH on Jun 1, 2008 9:32:00 GMT -5
Looking at Musicdrift, Flarewind supported her as she leaned against his shoulder. "You doing alright," he asked softly, worry mixing in his voice. Tail lay still beside his body, as his head turned to look at Jasminestar. He could feel the rogue, Mystique, watching them, and it caused his fur to raise slightly. What would their leader do about Lightningstorm's daughter? [/size] flarewind [/font][/right] |
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Post by &&R.A.V.E.N :3 on Jun 1, 2008 9:45:46 GMT -5
musicdrift[/b] She mewed softly, taking some of her weight off the tom and rasing her head to look at Jasminestar. "It's not fair for you to worry about me" She mewed softly.[/color] [/ul][/size]
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Post by ---> LIZZEH on Jun 1, 2008 10:01:59 GMT -5
He smiled, and flicked his tail. "I can worry about you, dear. Though, you may think I don't have that right," he didn't look at her when he spoke, just stared straight at Jasminestar. Ears tilted back slightly, and he shuffled his paws on the ground. Did Musicdrift know about what he felt? flarewind |
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Post by Wolf on Jun 1, 2008 13:11:01 GMT -5
Deathwish looked around the camp, feeling lost and alone without Foxtail. He stood up with a strange expression on his face, looking away from the other cats.
Scatteredpaw would not sit still, he was being his usual twitchy nervous self, and kept on looking over his shoulder, jumping at the slightest sound, and grooming his paws anxiously.
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Post by ---> LIZZEH on Jun 1, 2008 13:22:27 GMT -5
Mystique watched as a cat rose from the little gathering, and her ears flicked forward. She wasn't one to intrude upon this, but by the way the cat looked, he was pretty upset. She pushed herself to her paws, striding over to the tom. "Excuse me," she said softly, not caring if anyone from the Clan watched this litle enteraction. "Are you alright?" mystique [/font][/size][/right] |
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Post by Wolf on Jun 1, 2008 13:26:23 GMT -5
Deathwish looked up as he heard Mystique speak. He shook his head slowly and looked away again. "My...my mate died in the battle." he explained quickly.
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Post by ---> LIZZEH on Jun 1, 2008 13:30:48 GMT -5
Ears flicked, as the word mate hit her ears. Mystique plopped herself down, and shuffled her paws. "I am so sorry. It must be hard to know that. But you musn't worry too much." She tilted her head to the side, and glanced over to Jasminestar, then back at Deathwish. "She is with StarClan now, and they will take good care of her." Nodding her head, Mystique smiled. "Where are my manners? I am Mystique, daughter of Lightningstorm." |
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Post by Wolf on Jun 1, 2008 13:36:17 GMT -5
Deathwish sat down as his legs were shaking. "I'm Deathwish." He replied. He suddenly looked back at Mystique. "But it wasn't meant to be like that, it wasn't her time! I should have done something, not just stand there as helpless as a newborn kit!" He meowed, digging his claws into the ground in his anguish.
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Post by ---> LIZZEH on Jun 1, 2008 13:37:57 GMT -5
"Maybe StarClan thought it was her time, though." Her tail flicked, as she watched him. She knew how it felt to lose someone. "I lost both my adopted brothers, my adopted parents, and my mother. I know how you feel, to a point." She nodded, and sighed. [/blockquote] |
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Post by Wolf on Jun 1, 2008 13:43:11 GMT -5
Deathwish slid onto his tummy, covering his nose with his paws. "I'm sorry." he said honestly. "My brothers and sisters are gone too."
Scatteredpaw suddenly leapt up with a squeak, stood staring around wildly for a few moments, breathing hard, then flopped back down, twitching and muttering to himself, sniffling occasionly.
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Post by ---> LIZZEH on Jun 1, 2008 13:48:27 GMT -5
"I did have a sister, she lived in this Clan as well. Her name was Morningstripe. Lightningstorm's daughter." Her ears flicked, as Mystique shuffled her paws once again. |
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Post by mudheart on Jun 1, 2008 16:43:06 GMT -5
{Her .Heart/ is empty}
Eyes on JasmineStar, HeartKit listened somberly to the names of the departed. She didn't really know them well, but she had seent hem around camp and such before. It shocked her that they were gone. It was so unfair! Why did life have to be filled with death! It always struck everyone to their hearts.
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Post by KURI. (happy birfday to me :D) on Jun 2, 2008 18:33:40 GMT -5
__ Muddy, usually the name is just 'Heartkit' without the two capitals. :3 Just pointing that out. Thunderpaw needs a mentor, and so does Jackalpaw [I'm a noob who hasn't finished his bio... -____-;;]
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