ooc: Cleargaze walked out of the territory to get some peace of mind, perhaps on his way to communicate properly with StarClan. Got into some catnip. Brought some back, though.
And about the prophecy, how many cats do you want involved?
And don't bother with the underscore in my name.
ic: Cleargaze lay down in his nest and closed his eyes, hoping to sleep off the rest of the catnip. He curled into a tight ball of black and white fur. His breath was shallow, fearfully anticipating sleep.
Mouseheart raced through the forest, dodging tree. she wobbled alot. she was hot and weak. she must have gotten sick somehow. she began to slow when she reached the place where she saw Cleargaze. she began to walk father; stopping to look where she fell. a patch of red flowers. she walked father and father; she began to faint. when she spotted a tree; roots covered with moss. she wobbled over there then faint. hitting her head on the roots. blood dripped out of her head; not too much though. the blood dripped down her face, the last thing she felt before falling into a deep sleep.
OOC: I don't care how many but I want everyone to feel involved in some way.
IC: Ivywing stalked forward toward the squirrel
Ridgeclaw waited.
ooc: Seven should do it.
ic: Cleargaze sat silently in his dream. The air was stifling and the sky was blacked out by large, dark clouds. Shadows flitted through the treesand occasionally, eyes glowed in the dark our a low growl was there. The thin medicine cat's tail flicked nervously. After a few moments, a StarClan padded out of the forbidding forest. "Cleargaze," he greeted, although the warmth in him tone did not reach his eyes. "Ospreyflight," Cleargaze greeted curtly. The two toms made pleasantries for a little while until a particularly loud snarl made them both fall silent. "I see they grow agitated," Ospreyflight noted. After another moment he continued. "There doesn't seen to be much time. Cleargaze, my friend, I have a message." Ospreyflight leaned in and delivered the prophecy.
Just as the tom finished speaking, the shadowy creatures busy from the trees and ran toward the cats with intent to kill. Ospreyflight began to run. "Good luck," he called, his voice breaking with terror, as he ran away into the dark forest.
Cleargaze woke with a violent flail and a scream of terror. He looked around wildly, then slowly realized that he was safe in his den. The nightmare creatures couldn't harm him there. Shakily, the lanky tuxedo rose to his feet and padded to Moonstar's den.
((can mouseheart be in it?))
Mouseheart breathed deeply; she twitched a bit. then bolted awake. she sneezed then got up. weak. she turned around and headed back into the forest; dragging her paws. she heading into the territory. the blood had stopped from her wound. woops...I fell....asl--- her thoughts were cut off by a large fit of coughing. she stopped the sneezed.
Ivywing flickered tail to give Ridgeclaw the sign to scare the squirrel toward her
ooc: There should be enough spaces for every active player to have someone in it.
ic: Cleargaze suddenly felt ill. He dashed out into the forest and vomited into a bramble. As he recovered, he heard Mouseheart and went to investigate. "Great StarClan," he exclaimed when he found her. "Come with me, now." He allotted her to lean on him.
Mouseheart pushed him away. "must find it..." she gasped out, then she began to wobbled around somemore.
Ridgeclaw bunched his muscles then leaped forward; scaring the squirrel right into Ivywings paws.
"Mouseheart, please, whatever it is, it can wait." Cleargaze's held his desperation. He put his tail on her shoulders to try to coax her back to camp.
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"NO!" she whipped to his face. "ITS IMPORTANT.....I NEED IT!" she shouted.
(mouseheart is wounded and sick, refusing to go anywhere without something. cleargaze found her in the forest.)
ooc: also, Cleargaze just received the prophecy.
ic: "I'll get it, then," Cleargaze snapped, his patience wearing thin. "What is it?" In all honesty, he thought that there was nothing and that Mouseheart was delusional with fever. She did feel very hot to him.
"I don't know...I just sensed it....when I blacked out...a voice..." she wimpered and fell to the ground, half asleep.
"Then there's no use looking for it." Cleargaze grabbed her scruff. "And you won't be able to use it half dead. Come." He started to drag her back to camp.
the tiny tortoiseshell clawed the earth, she grabbed a bramble; she lost a claw, it bleed but she didn't care. "NO!" she remained clawing the ground, now leaving stripes of blood.
"**** it all, Mouseheart!" Cleargaze slapped her with a paw. "Stop it now, you being a kit. Now shut up and come quietly!"
Mouseheart lashed her tail. "Curse you!" she shouted, she got up and puffed out her chest. "I. need. it......no.....it needs me!" she snapped; then broke into a fit of coughing and sneezing.
"And what happens when you die of disease?" Cleargaze gave her another tug. "How's it going to get on then?"
Mouseheart lowered her head. "right....whatever." she said stiffly."but I need it....it needs me; the voice said so..." she said, tears dripping from her face.