Winterpaw
Number of posts : 1643 Age : 17
| Subject: What We Really Want Mon Jun 18, 2018 3:29 pm | |
| There are four Clans, CrimsonClan, SandClan, SoulClan, and LostClan. CrystalClan are there ancestors. When a CrystalClan cat fades, a kit is born, with a strength the faded CrystalClan cat had while alive. Here is basic information about the clans. I'd do allegiances, and i did and i was almost done but the FAQ opened up for no reason like i wasn't even hovering above it and now im mad because i spent like an hour on that and I'm halfway done with that CrimsonClan Territory is shaded by large oaks. SandClan Territory is a desert SoulClan Territory is rocky and with few trees LostClan Territory is a forest of spruce trees - Allegiances:
SoulClan Leader: Foxstar - Orange tom with white belly with blue eyes Deputy: Hornetclaw - Golden tabby tom with amber eyes Medicine Cat: Vinetail - Light gray tom with dark green eyes Warriors: Sunstripe - Orange and black tabby tom with green eyes Willowleaf - Brown and black she-cat with green eyes Fireeye - White she-cat with one amber and one blue eye Swarmpelt - Brown and black speckled tom with yellow eyes Eaglewing - Brown and white tom with yellow eyes Rabbitpelt - Light brown she-cat with green eyes Pineleaf - Light brown speckled she-cat with dark green eyes Lichenpetal - White she-cat with green eyes Apprentices: Crowpaw - Tall sleek black tom with dark blue eyes Stormpaw - Long-haired dark grey tom with a black stripe, an under bite, and blue eyes Creekpaw - White she-cat with blue eyes Irispaw - Black tabby she-cat with dark blue eyes Elders: Hollythorn - Dark brown she-cat with dark green eyes
CrimsonClan Leader: Snakestar - Sleek brown tom with amber eyes Deputy: Whitetail - Black she-cat with a white tail and blue eyes Medicine Cat: Juniperleaf - Silver tabby she-cat with light blue eyes Medicine Cat Apprentice: Finchpaw - Brown spotted she-cat with a white underbelly and green eyes Warriors: Cascadepelt - White she-cat with grey spots and light blue eyes Spindlefur - Light brown tabby she-cat with green eyes Blazeheart - Dark ginger tabby tom with amber eyes Smokecloud - Dark grey tabby tom with yellow eyes Ashwhisker - Grey spotted tom with green eyes Silverdrop - Silver she-cat with white toes Apprentices: Grasspaw - Brown tabby tom with light green eyes Seedpaw - Light brown she-cat with green eyes
- Prologue:
A long furred dark grey and black she-cat walked alongside a river inside of a cave. Crystals hung from the ceiling, reflecting the rising moonlight. Outlines of cats seemed to be resting inside of the gleaming crystals, while more distinct shapes walked across the water, and it made the she-cat smile and sit down. A cat leaped from the waters surface to stand beside the she-cat, revealing a smooth black pelt. The two cats seemed to have their colors fading. "It's almost time for us to see the sun again." The black tom commented. The she-cat looked at him. "We still have color to our pelts, Ravenfur." she replied. Ravenfur met her gaze. "I said almost, Pebblestream." Then he smiled and looked towards the ceiling. Pebblestream looked at the entrance. "What happens if we go too early?" she asked. "The cat after won't get as much as our strengths." Ravenfur answered. Pebblestream invited Ravenfur towards the entrance with her tail. They sat and stared at the stars. The moon was just rising. "By the time the sun rises, we will be ready." he purred. A small, thin, silver cat joined them, their color also almost gone. "What are we looking at over here?" the cat's voice sounded male. Ravenfur nodded to the cat. "Hello, Whisperbreeze." he greeted. "We were just looking at the world outside, wondering when we will be ready." Pebblestream explained. Whisperbreeze nodded. "I don't get why we're confined to this cave. Why can't we watch our living relatives?" he wondered out loud. Pebblestream looked towards him, then out towards the territories. "They will come to us if they need to." she answered. Then she looked back at Whisperbreeze, "You want to visit your clanmates, don't you?". Whisperbreeze starred off in sadness towards the woods. "They won't let me visit them. They'll push me away." he said, "I'm not looking forward to having myself be put with someone who refuses to believe in CrystalClan". "No one would, but some must do those things anyways." Ravenfur finally said.
- Chapter 1:
Crowkit was dreaming about hunting, when suddenly something prodded him into reality. His eyes struggled to focus on what woke him. Was it his brother? Dark grey, black stripe, under bite.. Yep, that was Stormkit. "If my dream was supposed to be a message from CrystalClan, and you interrupted it, it's on you. What is it?" Crowkit grumbled. Stormkit scoffed. "Why would CrystalClan talk to a kit for a message, and not our leader or medicine cat? Anyways, we're going to the Crystal River to become apprentices." he said. Crowkit stretched and licked the bits of moss from his sleek black fur. Stormkit walked towards their mother, Shellstream. "You won't be a good warrior getting up at sunhigh, Crowkit. You should get used to getting up at dawn." she said. Crowkit glared, spitting the moss in his mouth out. "I won't be a good warrior being stabbed awake every morning either, Stormkit." he said. Luckily, SoulClan was one of the closest to the Crystal River. "And I thought we had to be there at moonrise." Stormkit shrugged. "You still need to get your lazy butt up at sunrise." he commented. Crowkit and Stormkit decided to stop by the elders den for a story. Hollythorn smiled at them. "What do you want to hear about?" she said. Despite being named after prickly holly and sharp thorns, she was a nice cat. "Could you tell us about LostClan?" Stormkit asked. Hollythorn nodded. "When I was a kit, the elders told me that LostClan was once called SpruceClan, after their trees. They had keen senses and were known to race across the forest relying on nothing but instinct. The reason they gave up CrystalClan is unknown." she said. She told them about CrimsonClan and SandClan. "CrimsonClan are thought to be evil, but there are nice cats there... SandClan cats go out to hunt and drink water from the river at night because the sun is too hot at day." Sundown rolled around after hearing stories from the senior warriors and Hollythorn, and also helping the medicine cat, Vinetail, with his herb garden. Shellstream led them to the front of the cave. "You have to go on your own." she explained. Crowkit nodded, while Stormkit was already going inside. They went on opposite sides of the river. They stopped at the end of the cave, where the crystals formed a wall. It looked like a whole new territory was on the other side. Moonlight suddenly pierced into the cave, lighting up the crystals. That's when Crowkit saw the cats. Inside of the crystals and on the water. Some were in the wall at the end. A tall outline of a cat jumped out of the crystal and faced Crowkit, while a shorter, more fluffier outline faced Stormkit. The cat's tail turned his head away from Stormkit and towards itself. "Crowkit, it's time to become apart of the sun." Crowkit stared in confusion. What does that mean? "Living cats are like beams of sunlight. When the sun of life sets, the same sunbeam reflects off the moon as a spirit." the cat answered the unspoken question. "I, Ravenfur, pass myself onto this kit. May he carry my beam of light alongside his. He shall be known as Crowpaw until Foxcrystal gives him his warrior name." he spoke. Then he touched his nose against Crowpaws'. Then he felt different. The cat with Stormpaw was gone too. They both exchanged no words as they walked out. The figures congratulating them as they left. Shellstream was waiting for them. Him and Stormpaw talked about the experience to Shellstream, who seemed to only pretend to be interested, she probably knew what happens in there. They stopped talking as they walked back to camp.
- Chapter 2:
They reached a clearing with one lone fallen tree, the area was called Dusktree. Moss and fungus thrived on the tree. It was a symbol that a loss can benifit others. Shellstream stopped and ordered a halt to her kits. Then two cats appeared. A huge black cat stood in front of them. "You're on SoulClan territory." Shellstream said. "Oh, really? I didn't know that!" The huge black cat responded. The cats around them seemed to be to be shuffling their paws. "She isn't who we wanted, Duskclaw. What should we do?" A slightly less large orange brown spotted tom asked. "Keep your pelts on. She can still be of use." Duskclaw replied. Then he pinned Shellstream down. "Where is your camp?" he hissed. Shellstream simply growled in response. Duskclaw turned towards the orange tom. "Rustedpelt." he said, then he pointed to Crowpaw and Stormpaw. Rustedpelt hesitated and nodded before pinning them down. "Tell us or you and your kits die." Duskclaw growled. Stormpaw struggled while Crowkit was frozen. Shellstream still refused to tell. Duskclaw raised a paw to deal the blow, but Shellstream rolled to the side and sprinted away, Duskclaw following her. Rustedpelt seemed conflicted between pursuing Shellstream or staying to keep them trapped. He grunted before running. The two also ran away in direction of the camp. Crowpaw slightly outran Stormpaw. Crowpaw halted and stared in horror. Shellstreams silver and grey spotted body was covered in scratches. She laid there barely clinging on to life. Duskclaw looked at them, which made Crowpaw freeze. "Rustedpelt, here's your chance to prove yourself, attack." Duskclaw ordered. Rustedpelt nodded, but Stormpaw was charging at Duskclaw. He raised a paw preparing to counter attack, but Stormpaw ducked underneath. Before Duskclaw could attack, Stormpaw jumped up and bit his throat. Duskclaw gagged before collapsing. Rustedpelt seemed as shocked as Crowpaw was. Stormpaw lifted his head up, breathing heavily, before going to grieve for Shellstream. Rustedpelt was too scared to attack. They were about to leave, when Rustedpelt spoke, "Wait, take me with you!".
- Chapter 3:
Stormpaw eyed Rustedpelt, him and Crowpaw carrying Shellstream as they ran to camp. "I don't want to join unless they let me, but can I carry him to your camp?" he asked through Duskclaw's thick fur. "You are the deputy, I'm guessing, so take Duskclaw to your camp. You should become the new leader." Stormpaw replied. Rustedpelt dipped his head. "They don't trust me..." he muttered, Stormpaw could hear him. "They have to, because Duskclaw chose you, if the trust him, they trust his decision." Crowpaw said. Rustedpelt paused to find the words. "Well... he didn't choose me. I was deputy under Thornfur, then Duskclaw took over, and as it turns out, nobody though Thornfur was a strong leader..." he explained. Stormpaw blinked. These cats are living in anarchy. "If you're confident and appear powerful, then they won't think of overpowering you." Crowpaw suggested. "I'll try." said Rustedpelt, running towards LostClan. Vinetail was taking care of Shellstream. Foxstar eyed Stormpaw. "Is this true? You killed Duskclaw?" he asked. "Yes, he did!" Crowpaw answered. Foxstar stared in doubt. Stormpaw pulled the fur from his claws. "This is his fur!" he held the blooded tufts up. "He was a leader who was one of the strongest, and you killed him?" Foxstar said in disbelieve. He went down to smell the fur, then his eyes went thin. "So you did." he said. "You two help Vinetail with Shellstream. I'll also send your mentors when they're ready." he ordered. They nodded and went to the medicine den. Stormpaw rubbed a poultice in Shellstream's wounds, while Crowpaw and Vinetail made cobweb and grassburr bandages. Stormpaw cleaned the blood off with a cotton ball before rubbing in the poultice. Then Crowpaw attached the grassburrs to her pelt. Then two cats came in, one was a huge black and orange tabby tom, and the other was a thin black and brown she-cat. "Hello, I'm Sunstripe and this is Willowleaf." the orange and black tabby said. "I can introduce myself." Willowleaf commented. Sunstripe dipped his head. "Sorry." he apologized. Willowleaf turned to Crowpaw. "I will be your mentor, and Sunstripe will be yours." she said. "Foxstar says you will be taking care of Shellstream, then tomorrow we will go hunting." Sunstripe explained.
- Chapter 4:
Shellstream was asleep in the medicine den, her scratches in the progress of healing. Sunstripe and Willowleaf were waiting. "There's still Fireeye, Swarmpelt, and their apprentices." Sunstripe told them. Then a white she-cat with one amber and one blue eye, and a brown, black speckled tom. Beside them were two apprentices, one was pure white iced blue eyes, and the other was a black tabby with deep blue eyes. "This is Creekpaw and Irispaw." Fireeye introduced. Creekpaw dipped her head in respect while Irispaw raised her tail in greetings. Crowpaw dipped his head back to Creekpaw. "We will all hunt as a party." Sunstripe said, leading them out. They reached Dusktree, the bad memory of what happened last time they were here was forced back into Crowpaw's mind. "Now show us a hunting crouch." Swarmpelt instructed. Crowpaw crouched down, his thin fur barely touching the ground. His tail was low, but not dragging. "Very nice, Crowpaw." Willowleaf praised. Crowpaw smiled. "Maybe if your fur wasn't sticking up like that." Sunstripe purred with amusement. "My skin gets all hot when my fur's forced down!" Stormpaw complained as Sunstripe groomed it downwards. "Now the prey won't see a bush of holly stalking around the woods." Sunstripe chuckled. "Now we all split up and return with the prey we caught by sunhigh." Fireeye said. Crowpaw took off in the direction Dusktree was pointing towards. He admired the trees that he wove past, birdsong breaking their silence. It was so peaceful here. He settled along a tree's roots as he listened and tasted the air for prey. A few moments passed before a blue jay went onto the ground, turning up small rocks and eating the bugs underneath. Crowpaw stuck firmly to the roots of the trees as he relied on the shade to creep up on the blue jay. He was about a tail length away before he went into a crouch. He wriggled his haunches before springing and shifting his weight to his front paws in order to slam it to the ground. He killed it and buried it under a bush. Then he scented a squirrel. He silently went along the trail until he found it cautiously digging up pecans and eating them. Crowpaw kept low in the shadows until he pounced again. He also caught a mouse before it was sunhigh. He placed his catches in front of him and sat down. Stormpaw had a  squirrel that was sort of sloppily caught. It was decently sized still. Creekpaw caught a pigeon and a squirrel, and Irispaw caught two pigeons. Crowpaw turned towards Creekpaw. "That's a nice pigeon." he complimented. Creekpaw was looking at the other catches, then Irispaw puffed out her chest. "You have a nice blue jay." she replied. Crowpaw didn't want to seem rude and tell her he wasn't talking to her, so he just nodded and looked at Willowleaf, who was walking over towards him, carrying two squirrels in her jaws. "You're a fine hunter." she said. "The clan will eat well today." Swarmpelt said. Crowpaw picked up the blue jay and mouse, the squirrel on his back. Stormpaw walked beside him. "Nice catches." he said sarcastically. "Are you jealous?" Crowpaw asked through his catches. "A little." Stormpaw replied. When they were back at camp, the apprentices ate with Hollythorn, who Stormpaw gave his squirrel to. Irispaw gave Crowpaw a pigeon to eat. "Thanks." he said, passing his blue jay to her. Creekpaw came and sat at his other side, eating Crowpaw's squirrel. Then Stormpaw sat beside Irispaw. "This is a nice squirrel you got, Stormpaw." Hollythorn purred, though she didn't eat any yet. "I'm not hungry, you can put this on the pile." she added. "Sunstripe says we all will go fighting training tomorrow." Crowpaw said after he finished eating.
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