♪ I see the streets burn every time I fall asleep ♫ (open)

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    Before he knew it, Pantherstrike was at the peak of the tallest - and his favorite - mountain. You could see everything from there, but that's not the only reason why the tom adored this place so much. It's where he proposed for Moonshadow to be his mate. The snowclan warrior sat down and took in the surroundings, lit up brightly from the moon and the silverpelt. He cast his broad head upward, staring at his ancestors. "Bring her back to me.." he murmured with a single tear.

    ((Ooohhhhh.....


    Hard core.))


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    Celadour knew this one thing- you had to drink blood of royals to get in. That would be just terrible, she was a cat as much as the cat that sacrificed blood. She gulped, feeling the pang again.


    Applepaw. She hadn't thought of him for moons. And moons. But she didn't really feel that warm feeling as usual. Dd she still love him...?


    Pah! She was going to be an Elite cat! No time for romance when you're doing a hostile takeover, right?

    Pantherstrike let his mind drift to Rainwolf's abandonment of SnowClan. Whoever she joined, if she did, would she gladly spill SnowClan tactics? Surely not..

    Of course not. Celadour was leaving, but she wouldn't tell them stuff like that. Was she doing the right thing?!

    Icepaw sighed as she saw her best friend run away. A tear slid down her cheek. She might have gone with her, but Applepaw was one of the only things holding her into the clan. She hung her head, her tail sagging defeatedly, and followed Pantherstrike.

    NEW ACCOUNT!!


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    She stopped at the edge of the territory. What was she doing? She had friends, Pantherstrike... without a word, she turned back.

    The tom's stomach rumbled with approval. Pantherstrike began padding to the woods, his mouth open, inhaling the scents that surrounded them.

    The tom found himself back in the woods, standing along a river, staring at his reflection. He looked sad. Moonshadow wouldn't want him to be sad. Pantherstrike forced a smile and slapped the water, making the image ripple and fish splash.

    "Yeah," he replied, no emotion lingering in the tom's voice. "I will be."
    Pantherstrike watched the fish fight against the current. Quickly, he slammed his large paws down on the water again and reeled in a fish. The SnowClan warrior gave it a kill bite and his belly roared with approval.

    Icepaw purred a congradulations to Pantherstrike. Then, she set her gaze onto the rippling water of the creek.


    Ooc: Merry Early Christmas, Kapu and Fiction!!! :D :D :D

    Merry Christmas, Basty! Enjoy yourself!


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    Celadour stuck out her tounge. Snow hit it, and she gave a sharp laugh. Then the tortie covered her maw, embarassed.

    So is Celadour Rainwolf or??
    Also merry belated christmas to you two.
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    "Thanks!" the tom chirped before staring back into the running river.