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Post by Leopardstar on Nov 29, 2009 7:44:50 GMT
>Hmmmm sharp tounge Night!  < Blackhole drew his lips back in a snarl. "No we just dont feel like we have to be on time for anything. Nobodys going to start with out us! And we're also not creatures of habbit, slaves to routine or in any way boring predictable like the likes of you Missy." he snarled. Secretly he just wanted to piss her off and see what she was really made of and the 'missy' at the end he had added for extra effect. "So your a ex-rouge?" he inquired, his voice shifting dangerously to a soft tone. He glanced over at the cat know to him as Pumahunt and flicked his tail in a friendly greeting. Blackhole was just starting to enjoy himself, for once at one of these gatherings. |
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Post by Nightstalker on Nov 29, 2009 8:12:55 GMT
Nightstalker responded to Blackholes mocking as no other cat would. She yawned and nibbled a blade of grass. Completely overlooking the "missy" statement Nightstalker said Yeah, I'm an ex-rouge, so are you if I preceive you corectly. I thought River Clan was..... well, the most sofisticated and intelligent choice, don't you think Pumahunt? She said in a sickly sweet voice. (OOC: no offence to any of the clans, Nightstalker just likes to annoy cats) Nightstalker yawned again and examined Blackhole through one seemingly uninterested eye. Why did you choose ShadowClan?
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Post by Leopardstar on Nov 29, 2009 8:20:48 GMT
Although surprised at her cool he wasn't surprised as that was the way he would have replied. FOxdung he mused. We have a lot in common.
The grass looked interesting as she seemed to be paying alot of attention to it.
"Why did i choose shadowclan?"he repeated. "for the same reason you chose Riverclan. Now no offence but Riverclan isn't my favourite clan although i hold Windclan in high regard."<hehehehehehe>.
"You two seem tight" he said changing the subject.
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Post by Nightstalker on Nov 29, 2009 8:49:11 GMT
OOC: of course you hold wind clan inn high regard.
IC: we're Clan mates Nightstalker said simply If I may ask a question? Nightstalker carried on in the same breath, not bothering to wait for an answer. Why did you become a clan cat? you seem like you would be just as comfortable by yourself. Nightstalker knew that asking this was putting her in the line of fire for the same question but her insane side disregarded that fact while her sane side thought franticly for things to say, thus letting her insane side have fall reign. Never a good thing to do. Nightstalker lept up in the sky and twisted around in a tight circle before her sane side realised what was happening and wresteled controll of movement.
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Post by Fortress on Nov 29, 2009 13:30:35 GMT
Alright thats it. Any posts which are not to standard will be deleted. No warning at all. Leopardstar i do not wish to be mean but you must post longer, it is stated in the rules that each high rank at least 2 paragraphs and members 1 good length paragraph. I have given examples and as i said from now on will delete any bad posts, detail or length, however i wont be as picky on detail as some people just cannot describe as well as others. If your stuck describe your surroundings, say a small black bodied fly landed on the ginger tufts of fur on the end of the queens ear. Flicking it slowly, ths she-cat whisked the bug of in a flurry of wind. Yes that was rubbish but it adds to it then you could say it landed in a pile of other cats so another cat could get annoyed with a fly being flicked at them then something could happen ect...Small things add alot of impact and lengthen your posts.
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Post by Leopardstar on Nov 30, 2009 8:14:52 GMT
>sorry haven't had much time lately < Yeah definenatly insane mused Blackhole. Nightstalker was getting weirder and weirder. A cold wind buffeted the clearing, shaking the trees and causing the leaves to fall ruthlessly to the ground, only to be trampled by busy cats. He flicked his ears irritbly as another strong gust almost swept everything in the clearing off to starclan. Muttering under his breath he looked up, expecting to see things dissapearing off up.....there. It wasn't until the wind had died down and he came back 'down to earth' that he realised that the insane cat or Nightstalker had asked him a question. "Why did you become a clan cat.....?""Why did i become a clan cat?" he repeated as he mulled over the question. "Well you of all cats should know" he continued. "As much as i liked the peacefullness and fewer 'questions' it does get lonely. A clan is like the family i never had I Suppose." Wow thats deep even for me he thought when he realised what he had said. No doubt she'll have something lifeless and unenthusiastic he pondered. Yes most likely.While waiting for an answer he began to wonder when the meeting would start. Yes he had to admit, annoying/chatting to Nightstalker was....mildly amusing but he was desperate to get back to camp. She was just a tad annoying not to mention that Pumahunt hadn't uttered a single word throughout the whole..... coversation(if you could cal it that.) No doubt lost in his own thoughts. |
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Post by flarestorm on Nov 30, 2009 16:41:51 GMT
OOC-(No offense Kyu but you sound like my English teacher.)
Duskstar padded towards the rest of the Leaders that were together, paying no attention to the annoyance of the other cats that had been pushed out of his way. Without even a second glance Duskstar flicked his tabby tail, and stalked towards Leopardstar, "Greetings Leopardstar. How is the prey running in Windclan?"
Infernoheart wandered towards the source of the misgivings he had felt. The apparent cause was from Blackhole and the Riverclan cat he hadn't met before, Nightstalker. "I see you two are getting acquainted," He mused, Although he was from neithers clan he enjoyed watching cats meet. Plus, Infernoheart was bored, plus he liked the spunk of this Riverclan cat.
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Post by Nightstalker on Nov 30, 2009 20:50:54 GMT
Nightstalker decided that since the cat didn't ask for her reason to join the clans she wouldn't answer. She probably wouldn't of given a strait answer anyway. hmmmmm Nightstalker said. She noticed the other cat coming over their way and heard him mumble, seemingly to himself "I see you two are getting aquainted" Nightstalker scowled, she was getting uncomfortable with so many cats around. She flattened her ears and said No. he foolishly talks about himself but knows next to nothing about me,e,e,e Nightstalkers insane side had gotten bored and jumped the last letter. She scowled angrily at herself, so much for not knowing.
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Post by Fortress on Nov 30, 2009 22:30:36 GMT
Duskstar that is because you need to know. I write more than that nagging and i hardly nag i have let this sight slip and i have been to easy on you lot. I will downgrade high ranks if i do not believe the high rankers are good enough/putting enough effort in.
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Post by Ebonstar on Dec 1, 2009 5:11:14 GMT
Nodding to Leafstar, the black she-cat murmured, 'We have been okay, though there is some bad news I have to announce to the Clans. And your Clan? Have you been well?' The questions were aimed at Leopardstar as well, up in her perch. Ebonstar's gaze wandered over the assembled cats as she waited for a reply, noting that Shadowclan had finally decided to join them, and her eyes followed their leaders walk to High Rock. 'He's a pushy one, isn't he?' she asked herself in a low voice. She could see that the few Riverclan cats that were present had decided to stay together. I hope we get more cats soon. We're going to die out if we don't get more members! The she-cats sharp eyes picked out the huddle of cats, including two of her own, who looked like thay were arguing about something. Huh. One's a Shadowclanner. What do you expect?
Following his leader in, Nightfeather padded after the other Windclanners, his tail drooping slightly. Though his mood had improved, he was still saddened by Moonstaps passing, and try as he might, he just couldn't manage to truly be happy. The warrior noticed some sort of disturbance over by the Riverclanners, and decided to join them.
[Huge apologies about the length of this post, my mum is yelling at me to get off, and I will add on to it next time i come on.]
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Post by cloverleaf on Dec 1, 2009 5:15:43 GMT
OOC: Again, I am posting for Sunspirit as she couldn't get on long enough at school to finish posting here.
The black and white tom listened with interest to the conversation between Nightstalker and the Shadowclanner, Blackhole. When the other tom had arrived, he had politely greeted him with a nod but had said nothing as his clanmate started challenging him. He understood that it was not serious, but he knew how temperamental the she-cat could be from experience. Just in case, he gave Blackhole a warning look, making sure Nightstalker didn't notice. He gave no comment at anything, not wanting to provoke her in any way.
Pumahunt's attention snapped over to the newcomer, who he recognized from his days in ThunderClan. It was Infernoheart. He was never really close with anyone in his former clan but Sunspirit, but perhaps the warrior would remember him. "Hello, Infernoheart."
The night of the full moon was at it's peak. The moon itself was high in the sky, directly above Four Trees it seemed. And StarClan seemed to be pleased, as there wasn't a single cloud in the vast sky. Only the bright stars of Silverpelt filled the sky, with the moon of course. Leafstar knew what this meant. Not only were all the clans in attendance and ready for the gathering to begin, but StarClan was as well. The tabby she-cat drew her sparkling green eyes toward the crowd of cats in the clearing, sweeping her eyes over them and watching them converse. The fact that there was no hostility between the clans at the moment and that everyone was cheerfully catching up with friends from other clans made her grateful and content. If only life could always be like this, peaceful. But she knew better. She knew that peace was only superficial. That strife and betrayal were always close by. Chaos was just waiting for the perfect chance to strike. But she would enjoy it while she could.
Turning back to the leaders, and glanced at each of them in turn, notifying them that she would start the meeting. She turned her pretty and authoritative head to the crowd, her white paws taking her to the edge of High Rock. Her head and tail were raised high, letting everyone know who she was and that she was not weak. That her clan was not weak. She waited for a few heart-beats for everyone to quiet down and turn their attention toward her first. After she had the attention, she opened her jaws and began to speak, her voice resonating around the clearing and up toward the starlit sky.
"This gathering has now begun. Welcome everyone, to our last gathering before Leafbare. I will start out by wishing all the clans good luck in the coming moons with that." She turned her head slightly toward the other leaders before turning back and continuing. "ThunderClan is prospering. We have three energetic kits in our Nursery and two new apprentices, Dragonpaw and Smokepaw. Their mentors, Dawnsghost and Sunspirit, will do an excellent job at training them to be warriors. StarClan has also blessed us with a new Deputy, Stormheart. May he help guide our Clan well. Prey is running well and we have nothing negative to report." She ended with a cheerful note and a slight bow before returning to her seat.
On the way there, she gazed at the leaders and flicked her ears as a message that she was done and one of them could take their turn. She sat delicately, with her tail over her paws and her ears listening intently to the following leader. She didn't want to miss anything.
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Post by Leopardstar on Dec 2, 2009 8:51:53 GMT
Blackhole also adknowledged the knew comer, that he reckonised as Inferno heart with a flick of his tail. He also noticed the warning look shot at him by Pumahunt. He obviously knew the she cat well enough to judge her actions but decided to keep going. She was interesting. Turning to Infernoheart he meowed: "Im Blackhole. You must be Infernoheart."
Blackhole searched the clearing while waiting for a answer and his eyes focused on a drepressed Nightfeather. Flicking an apologetic glance at the group of cats he padded over to his friend. "Night? Are you ok?"
Leopardstar waited until Leafstar had finished and then she continued with the gathering. From her perch her voice rang out loud and clear into the night and above the gathered cats. "Cats of all clans! Windclan has suffered great losses but also gain in quantity this Leaffall. We have lost a great deputy, warrior, friend and... mate to some. We hope her a safe trip and eternity with starclan."She paused for her friend before continuing. "But do not think this means we are weakened in any way." Her meaning was obvious. "We have another possible deputy in our clana and are welcoming apprentices and other cats into the ranks." Our clan is becoming stronger as the prey is returning in plenty to our fields.
She then glanced at Ebonstar to continue.
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Post by Ebonstar on Dec 5, 2009 3:17:47 GMT
Stepping up to the front of High Rock, Ebonstar curled her toes over the edge. This was going to be hard to say, she knew, but it had to be said. 'The past mmon has been hard on my clan. Our Medicine Cat has died of ilness, and she took no apprentice.' Her gaze turned icy as she looked over the assembled cats with narrowed eyes. 'But by no means does that make us vunerable. We are strong and WILL hold our own this coming Leaffbare. We have a new warrior, Nightstalker, and prey is plentiful, though the coming moons of leafbare will place strain on all of the Clans.' Stepping back gracefully, Ebonstar made room at the front of Highrock for Duskstar, the last of the leaders to speak.
Nodding at his old friend, Nightfeather meowed quietly 'My mate died giving birth to our surviving kits.' The statement was completely self-explanitory. His emotins warred with each other, fighting their was to his face. The one that got there first was sadness, quickly followed by grief. Blinking a greeting at Infernoheart, he asked 'It looked like you guys were arguing. Were you?'
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Post by Nightstalker on Dec 5, 2009 8:17:07 GMT
Nightstalker hissed in fury as her leader announced her as a new warrior. She knew blacksharpgreyeyeslongclaw would tell the gathering, but did she have to yowl it THAT loud. All the Clovers from here to Sun drown place would now know where she was. And the news would soon spread. Nightstalker growled in horrofied annoyance. Why hadn't she changed her name? I have to leave now! Before they find me again! Her insane side screamed. Her sane side reasoned that she couldn't leave now, not while her clan needed her! Nightstalker was shaking and twitching as she thought about the Clovers. She would stay of course. Her Clan needed her. Nightstalker would have to be more careful thats all.
OOC: before anyone snaps at me, I meant to spell clovers with a capital "C" It's how Nightstalker thinks of them. Kind of like a name and species all rolled into one. Nightstalker can get away with this I hope. Every one on this site should know she's crazy by now.
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Post by xxdisasterxx on Dec 5, 2009 20:30:49 GMT
OOc; May StormHeart Join?
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Post by cloverleaf on Dec 6, 2009 4:56:04 GMT
OOC: Of course!! I will actually modify my post to announce that you are the new Deputy.
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Post by Nightstalker on Dec 9, 2009 4:16:53 GMT
can someone carry on the gathering?!
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Post by Sunspirit on Dec 14, 2009 0:59:16 GMT
Sunspirit listened to every word Leafstar said. The leader never failed to impress her. She was only a few moons older than herself and she was a lot wiser. She could only marvel at it. When Leopardstar finished and Ebonstar gave her announcement, she couldn't help but feel a bit of lament for both of the clans. They had lost cats, and she knew that was never good. She lowered her ears for them but continued to listen, waiting for Duskstar to continue.
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Post by Nightstalker on Dec 15, 2009 9:27:42 GMT
OOC: *rolls eyes* is this going anywhere?
IC: Nightstalker stilled her twitching tail. She concentrated furiously on every sound there was. The night rushed in on her. She heard the faraway hoot of an owl and the rush of wind in the treetops. She heard the whispers of the cats gathered all around, but that wasn't what she was listening for. It took what seemed like a moon but then she heard it. The faint, cruel snarls of many scheming minds, all passing the wealth of information they had learnt from her leader, passing it on, Clover to Clover, until it spread like wild fire on a hot Green-leaf day. Nightstalker began to shake. She edged closer to Blackwhiteambereye and hissed in his ear. She's done it now, they're coming for me! Nightstalker squeezed her eyes closed and listened even harder. She couldn't catch exactly what they were saying but she got the general gist. Nightstalker started rocking back and forwards, keening so softly that you could barley hear it.
OOC: If some one posted something else I wouldn't have to resort to Nightstalkers insanity.
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Post by Ebonstar on Dec 21, 2009 22:39:34 GMT
[OOC:: Just making a point, but with Duskstar away, can't Creakingwood do the SC updates?]
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Post by Jayflight on Dec 23, 2009 9:48:43 GMT
Icey blue eyes narrowed at the cats in the clearing, tail fluffing up. He was late, but obviously he hadn't been noticed. The muscular and oddly colored cat made his way the others, broad paws tingling. With a long gaze at Ebonstar and a smile at her words, he seated himself in the common deputy fashion.
Fluffy tail wrapped around his paws, he sat up tall and proud. As rare as seeing such a dappled cat was, few paid attention to it and instead turned their attention to his personality. It showed now in his eyes, how much he believed his newfound clan would come through with flying colors. Those striking eyes now lingered over Riverclan with joy, imagining what would have to come sooner or later. Somebody would have kits, giving new life to the clan. Spottedfur felt more joy rise in his fluffy chest as if he were a father of a litter, it was easy to see his devotion and loyalty.
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Post by cloverleaf on Jan 2, 2010 22:28:41 GMT
OOC: Yes, Creakingwood can do the announcement.
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Post by ~*Ghostshadow*~ on Jan 3, 2010 2:24:37 GMT
OOC: May I join
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Post by cloverleaf on Jan 3, 2010 6:13:27 GMT
OOC: 'Course you can!
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Post by hawktail on Jan 7, 2010 16:26:50 GMT
OOC:: So... Creakingwood has to do the reports then? Do we just say that Duskstar never came or what? Just double checking... I don't think I even made him arrive... I'll post then, anyways.
A sleek black figure slid its way along the path of beaten-down trails that had been smashed down by paws before. The white streak that framed his eyes and slithered down his body caught the moonlight and shimmered. His eyes were a golden color, not to be mistaken for yellow. They did not hold the happiness that yellow did, nor the brightness. They were gold; hard and cold. They slid back and forth, eying each shadow as he made his way through his territory. His paws were silent, not making a single sound as they glided across the ground. His bulky muscles moves smoothly under his pelt, like a snake's. He lifted his narrowed eyes to the air and stared at the looming moon; the bright orb seeming to stare back. Lowering his eyes after holding a small staring contest with the shining light fixture, the tom picked up his pace to a brisk trot. He neared his destination.
Pushing his way down the slope to the gathered cats below, Creakingwood meowed not a single word as he pushed passed cats. The only noise he made was a growl that signaled for them to move out of his path. Taking a seat where the deputies all sat, the tom craned his neck to look up at the leaders above. "I have been instructed to give the reports for ShadowClan. May I come up?" Creakingwood tipped his head cockily.
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