Gathering; October 2011 + Plot Part #7

Scarletpaw didn't look at him. "This cat just died and came back to life! That's so cool! I want to know how he does that!" she meowed to Goldpaw.

"Wow." Goldpaw mewed, stunned that that was possible.

Moonfrost watched the apprentices and chuckled. " He is a leader. StarClan grants the leaders with 9 lifes, so the can lead their clan longer. He lost two of his lifes, but he still has more." She explained.

"Really! I want to be a leader then!" Goldpaw was awe-struck at how someone could gain 9 lives.

Scarletpaw tilted her eyes. "Too bad everyone can't have 9 lives. Only leaders? That's soo cool! Thank you.." she fell silent, not knowing the she-cat's name.

"Yes, thank you... Um, what was your name again?" Goldpaw asked, feeling a bit uneasy not know the she-cat's name.

" Moonfrost." She answered them.

Scarletpaw dipped her head. "Thank you, Moonfrost," she purred. Her whiskers twitched as she scented an unfamiliar smell. ...is that WindClan? No- it's RiverClan. She's a RiverClan cat.

is thunderclan here or not? ಠ_ಠ if so, we can move on. xP

Sparrowflight sat up and flicked her tail, gazing cautiously at the two ShadowClan apprentices.

Moonfrost glanced at Sparrowflight, then back at the apprentices. " You're welcome." She purred, before looking Sparrowflights way again.

Badgerfang looked over at the two apprentices, her blind eye a little more lighter then her left eye. She smiled at them, they would be great warriors. She padded away from Stonestar, and sat down next to Moonfrost, looking at her old mentor.

OOC: Well, Ebs, I was busy, so I couldn't post.. ;n; But seeing as my Clan doesn't obey my dictatorship.. >W<

IC: The smell of smoke came creeping into Fourtrees, and then, a lone, sooty gray figure emerged from the clouds of poisonous fog. "T-ThunderClan is here," he spluttered in between some rough coughing sessions. Deadstar scrabbled his way up the Great Rock, and seated himself. When he tried to lick his fur the egregious, dusty taste of ashed covered his tongue. He curled his lip in disgust.

OOC: k now I'm here... Sorry dead D=

IC: DuskFur padded into the clearing with her kits close by her. Even with all the cats, DuskFur only turned to DeadStar. "What's going on?" she whispered almost silently to him.

OOC: He's on the Great Rock. o3o

Silversoul was there not long after, but she had been walking slowly. She dropped the pair of kits that dangled from her jaw and coughed deeply. Her usually glittering fur was dull, much darker, smothered in ash.