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    We have had many moons of peace... maybe too many. We have grown idle, and lazy... No longer. The seasonal rains have drenched our home, and flooding is all but a reality. And that is not all. Something lurks in the shadows, something fierce, something horrifying, and something hungry. Have we just had a bad stroke of luck, or are we being punished for the evil deeds of one cat?



    Please volunteer cats to die and be killed.


    Volunteers so far: Boa Fang
    Falling Dreams

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    ~Captain~
    Star {formerly Cinder Sky}|| 9 lives|| Rped by ƒïṡhïε


    ~Lieutenant~
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    ~Healer~
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    {Fluttering} Wren||Mentored by Lightning Spark|| Rped by ƒïṡhïε
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    can I be a mother?

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    "I've done my part. Now the future is up to my Pack."

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    Falcons Call flicked his ears as he turned his broad spotted head. His icy, glowing blue eye's fixated on a mouse scrabbling among the roots of a beech tree. He instinctively crouched down, head just above his paws, tail flat to the grassy surfaced ground. He stretched out his hind legs, then moved his front legs with it the rhythm as he crawled towards the mouse that was oblivious to it's dangers. Falcons Call froze as the rodent began looking around, but let out a silent sigh of relief as it continued it's hunt for food. He drew his tongue over his jaws with a small smile as he thought of how good this mouse would be to the other's.




    Once he got close enough to it, he leaped out at the creature. It let out a squeal but was cut off as he lashed out his claws and pierced through it's neck. The mouse went limp, and was picked up into the toms grasp. He carried it back to Camp proudly, and you could see he was impressed in his stance. He placed it at the top of the kill pile, and purred.




    Boa Fang looked over as he saw his brother, and sighed. He was always in the cat's shadow since birth. Why was it that he couldn't have a moment for himself? He always had to be a follower and not a leader like Facons Call. The grey and whute patched feline shook his head, and padded to the fluffy Lieutenant. "So, your prized catch of the day?" He growled. He knew his brother wouldn't take it at heart. Boa Fang was always grumpy.




    In the dark shadows of camp, blazing orange/red eye's watched camp with a burning hatred from the bowels of his emotionless heart. Not ever did he care for this Clan, nor did anything for it. Though no one knew that. Most probably didn't even notice him around!










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    ïс~




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    Star gave the sky one last look, hoping for some minuscule detail that she might have missed. Seeing that there was in fact nothing there she got to her paws, and started back down the trail. She had left camp at moonhigh, and it was time that she was getting back to the island. Star was a careful cat, and she liked to talk with her predecessors every so often, just as she had done today. She followed the worn path back down the mountainside, and all the way across the valley to the river. That was where the trail stopped. Without hesitation the gray she-cat padded into the water and swam across to the island that made their camp. Her sodden fur clinging to her petite frame she padded into the camp proper.


    Wren quietly munched on a mouse that she had picked out of the fresh kill pile that morning. She had been keeping away from the other cats ever since her father died a few sunrises ago. It didn't seem fair to her that he had been snatched from her. The little brown cat sighed before finishing off the mouse. Seeing her new mentor in the shadows of the camp she padded up to him, "What are we going to do today?" she asked Lightning Spark.



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    Time pushed paw after paw through layers of goopey mud. She was searching for Coltsfoot roots, a herb that grew near bodies of water. Finally the tangy smell reached her nose. Pushing her good paw through one last pawful of mud she found the source. Clamping her jaws around a section of the roots, she pulled, managing to obtain a fairly good amount.


    Pleased with her find, she covered the reamaining roots with mud, grasped her small pile of the herbs in her mouth, and began limping back to camp.


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    Falling Dream strode out of the nursery, her plume of tail drifting behind her as she made her way towards the entrance of camp. She padded in the direction of the meadow, hoping to get some hunting done.


    Lifting her muzzle to the air she let the fresh earthy scents of the meadow fill her lungs. There it was. The delicious, warm scent of prey. Crouching down, she edged her way towards the source of the smell.


    Spotting the mouth-watering prey, she eased herself into her hunters crouch. She hadn't been hunting in a long while, and some how the feeling of the hunt gave her great pleasure. Placing paw infront of paw silently, she began creeping towards it. Using its tasty smell as motivation, she pounced. Falling Dream had the mouse in her grasp before it knew what was going on. With a swift bite to the back of the neck she killed it. Letting the sweet tang of blood tickle her taste buds.


    (That sounded just a tad bit creepy >:D )


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    "I've done my part. Now the future is up to my Pack."

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    The black-and-white tom looked at his apprentice, his burning orange flames died down as he saw it was only Wren, his weak apprentice. He held in a snarl and looked away from her. Still mourning over her stupid father. He narrowed his eye's, and continued to go and speak without looking at her. "Today we'll be hunting, okay?" He spoke in with a cold, icy voice. He flicked his fluffed up tail and stood up. Before giving one last glance to the brother's, he set off out of camp with a heavy trot. Oh yes, he knew how to hunt just as well as the other's; but he never hunted for his Clan. And when he did hunt? Oh! He just went off somewhere else in the forest to eat it.




    "Oh Boa Fang, lighten up! You're always so grouchy." He gave his brother a friendly nudge to the shoulder and purred. He never had realized that he was the 'better cat' of the two. And that he was always jealous. He thought of it as just being… born stubborn.










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    [size=21pt]"Of course," Wren meowed, nervously wondering why Lightning Spark wasn't looking at her. She shifted her weight, uneasily as her mentor got up. Lightning Spark made her feel anxious, she didn't know why, and she figured that she never would... that maybe he made everyone feel that way. Pushing that anxiety aside she followed the mysterious tom out of camp. She made an effort to act like her normal fiery self.[/size]


    OOC: Was that too hard to read?

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    "I've done my part. Now the future is up to my Pack."

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    Lighting Spark ducked his head under a fallen branch. Probably from the storm two night's prior. He jumped over a log easily as his muscles rippled beneath that almost thick pelt of his. With blazing orange eye's looking back at Wren to see if she was even keeping up well, his tail lashed the air. "Here." He grunted, a slight growl lacing his intimidating voice. "We will hunt in this area. Should be good. Even for you." With that, he returned silent and his eye's flitted away from the scene, and to the skies. It may have looked like he was just cloudwatching, or daydreaming; but he was returning to plotting his revenge. How he would get back at the Tribe of Endless Star's{?}. Make them pay for all the pain they forced him to endure his whole life.
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    Wren forced herself to match her mentor's fast gait. As they reached the area that they would hunt in she steeled herself for the criticism she knew was coming. At first it had been hard for her, going from a mentor that did nothing but support her, to a mentor that did nothing but criticize her, but now she was getting used to it. She didn't reply, but just merely nodded before scenting the air, with her jaws held slightly open. Almost immediately she caught the scent of prey, and could even hear its scuffling in the grass just to her left. She ducked into the hunter's crouch and began creeping forward on silent paws. Just a tail-length away from the bird she froze, waiting for the moment. Only she waited a second two long, and the bird saw her. No! She launched herself at the bird, barely managing to catch it by a foot. She pulled the bird back down from the air and gave it a dispatching bite. She then buried the catch to get later on. [/size]

    Snowy pawed at the air as a butterfly went by. It was a nice day, it seemed slow actually. Snowy was laying on her back, paws up, tail thrashing about back and forth, in her favorite patch of dirt where the sun seemed to always shine perfectly. Not too direct, but still there for warmth. With a yawn Snowy rolled onto her side. I wonder what Pix and Flick and Dime are up too. The young she-cat wondered, narrowing her blue eyes against the sunlight.
    Snowy stood slowly, shook the dirt off her pelt and bounded towards the butterfly. With a pounce, she caught her prey and pinned it to the ground. "Got you!" The apprentice purred, uncovering the butterfly. "Aww. . .It died. . ." Snowy's ears fell as she sat down and looked at the butterfly. She didn't try to kill it, but she was a bit upset that it died. Snowy gently picked up the butterfly and with one paw, she dug a small hole and dropped the butterfly in, covering the hole back up afterwards. Looking around Snowy smiled, she liked her new home, even if she still smelt of fox, she wasn't that out of place among the cats. She was at a good forever home, at least she hoped it'd be forever.

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    [font=mardian demo][size=21pt] Star smiled upon seeing Snowy playing with a butterfly. The silver she-cat quietly padded up to the apprentice, the water from the river rolling down her pelt in rivulets. "Good morning, Snowy," she purred, sitting down a tail-length away from the apprentice. "How do you like the tribe so far?" she asked gently.

    occ: sorry to interupt :o but can I rp yet fishie?

    [size=20pt][font=freestyle script]OOC: Oh yeah, sorry. You can rp now. =)

    occ: thanks ive benn waiting.


    ic: fallen sky had recently been made a warrior. she was hunting alone closer to the border when something knocked into her. she turned to see a golden she cat. she didn't smell like any other tribe cat so she decided it was a rouge. as the rouge charged at her she moved out of the way. she hooked the cat off her paws and jumped on top of her. "should I show mercy on you?" the strange cat had a hint of fear in her eyes but said confidently, "never! brave cats don't show mercy!" fallen sky stared at the cat for a moment before hissing, "im not a rouge I don't kill for victory. now get off my territory and if I see you again, I will make sure I kill you." she let the cat go. when the cat was gone, she returned to her hunting and caught 2 mice. " teach her to mess with me!" she mumbled to herself.

    [justify] Time returned to camp, mouth stuffed with roots. She limped her way to the Healers Den, and placed the roots in a small organized pile. The tuxedo cat then made her way towards the fresh-kill pile. She fished out pump vole with her mud caked paws, and settled down near the edge of camp. Tucking her good paw beneath her, and letting her bad paw lie loose, she dug in, her sharp teeth easily tearing through her prey's flesh.


    Falling Dream soon returned to camp. She had brought back, a mouse, a vole, and a mouthful of feathers from a failed attempt to capture a bird. No matter though. She enjoyed the feeling of helping out the clan, and tries to hunt often (even though she's considered a mother). She set her catches on the fresh-kill pile, and stretched out on a sunny patch outside of the nursery to give her fur a good wash.[/justify]

    fallen sky returned to camp with her two mice. she sat down by time and asked her if she was ok. she told her about her encounter with the rouge. "I let her go with a warning and told her to stay of our territory." when she finished her bird, fallen sky lay in a patch of sun. the sun felt good soaking her pelt with warmth. she treasured the fine moments. she went to visit the nursery. she just loved kits and hoped to have her own soon. she played with the kits till she about collapsed with tiredness. she scurried to her nest and fell asleep almost instantly. when she woke it was dawn.

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    "I've done my part. Now the future is up to my Pack."

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    Lighting Spark scowled with disgust. "You could have lost that!" He spat, lashing his tail with a glare at his pathetic apprentice. Such a little weakling she is! "How are you supposed to hunt for the Tribe, of you can't even catch a simple bird! Our ancestors used to catch buffalo.for crying out loud!" His oramge flaming orbs were now on fire as he scored his claws through the dirt. "You should be ashamed of yourself. Not even being able to handle a feathery pest. Who was your mentor before I? Oh yeah, your father." He rolled his eye's and scoffed. He padded onwards though without another word.




    The Lieutenant looked over as he heard Fallen Sky's word's. He excused himself from his brother, and trotted on over to her. "You know, you should come to me or Star after dealing with a rogue, loner, or any trespasser. Right?" He was a little offended she tried to brag about to her friend's or whatever. But hey, he bragged all the time. But not thing's so serious as this matter unless he was with a patrol and had chased one off.










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    fallen sky was out on a walk when she heard that. "he can get over him self. you caught it didn't you? yes. like hes never almost lost prey before. im going to go talk to him." she stormed off into the direction of lightening strike. when she found him she told him he didn't have to be so harsh on his apprentice. she still caught it. she then went back for wren. she took over the mentoring the rest of the day.

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    "I've done my part. Now the future is up to my Pack."

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    (Um, he is nowhere near camp. And Lighting Spark is the evil cat. So nobody is really supposed to notice him. But Falcons Call was talking to you)










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