Warrior Clan Cats

The future's in your paws. Shape it well.

Roleplay in a cat Clan of warriors. Based off the Warriors series by Erin Hunter. Takes place in an AU before the cats in the books existed.
 
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 (JWC) Frosty's Storys

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Frosty

Frosty


Clan/Rank : RiverClan Leader x2
Libra Cat
Number of posts : 1966
Age : 24

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PostSubject: (JWC) Frosty's Storys   (JWC) Frosty's Storys EmptySat Mar 24, 2012 12:29 am

I'll post them all here, if that's okay. Please, no one post but me. Challenge Link

1) Airplane (I don't care if it sucks. cx)

The little girl sat, perched in a tree. She was on watch tonight, her job to keep an eye on the tribe. The forest was peaceful, and there was an almost eery silence. The nocturnal animals didn't make a sound, and the wind didn't blow. It was uncomfortably summery that night, and the girl pushed her hair out of her face once again. Perhaps she should get something to tie back her hair. She used her knife to free a vine before tying her thick, tangled hair with it. She did a quick scan of the area in which everyone was spread out. Once she was content with everything, she slid back into the shadow of the leafs and snuggled up in the crook of a branch where she could easily watch what was going down beneath.
The Tribe was a small group of about twenty four people or so. They were the only people the little girl ever knew. They lived deep in the forest, and didn't know of any other life. They were perfectly fine with that, and the minor fact that they thought they were the only ones on the planet also helped.
The girl leaned her head back against the body of the tree. She had spent the day hunting with her father, and then they gave her the night shift to see if she was capable. She didn't want to mess up. It was to important. She knew that if she wanted a good position in the tribe, then she would have to prove herself worthy of a high rank. She day-dreamed of leading the tribe, helping to hunt and gather, teaching the children the ways of the tribe, and being respected by all. She smiled and closed her eyes, slowly slipping into a light sleep...
The girl woke to a cry, and she imedinately shot up, nearly teetering off the tree. She grabbed her knife and look around frantically. Everyone was waking up and looking around as well. Even from here she saw the fear shine in their eyes. They had as much of an idea about what was going on as she did. She silently prayed that no one saw her sleeping on the job before beginning her desend down the tree.
She was halfway down whenever she realized... The noise wasn't coming from the ground, it was coming from the... Sky? She looked up in surprise and saw something glid across the sky through the branches. It looked like a small bird with its winds expanded, except she didn't know any bird with flashing wings that made a steady sound like that. And most birds flew faster than that, too. She watched in awe as it flew away into the night. There was silence for a moment before all hell broke loose. She watched as everyone ran up to the tribe leader and ask him questions.
The girl heard someone yell, "What was that?!"
Another, "What is that bird?"
And yet another, "We need to kill it!" They growled.
The muscular leader through his hands in the air, silencing the others. His face was grim, but full of knowledge. What did he know that they didn't? He sighed before speaking in a booming voice. "I didn't want you to have this burden on your shoulders, but..." He ran his hand through his hair uncertainly. "We are not alone." He stated, and everyone froze. The little girl only had a second to comprehend what he said before the tribe started up again, this time louder and more angry than before.
The little girl didn't know what this all meant, but she understood one thing: Things would never be the same after today.

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