Posts by Bluedusk

White heard the soft mews of his love, and curled around to see her rose-pink nose. He looked higher, and saw those evergreen eyes of hers, along with that small scar on her nose that she got when she bit a dead hawk's beak.
"White, who was that?" She mewed softly, curling her fluffy white tail around White's.
"She, she," White wanted to say littermate, as if she was his littermate, but he knew Blossompaw wasn't. Rose told him that, after White told her about the young she-cat that appeared in his dreams ever so often.
"She was just one of those Clan cats," White spat out the word Clan as if it was poison. He thought he was also a Clan cat, but Rose told him that she found him lying in the mud, and took him back to this fox den, but was killed by a fox who took White in, but died shortly later of wounds. Apparently, Blossompaw found White, and slept with him, before he shooed her out.
"Oh, White," Rose purred, uncurling her tail and brushed it gently on White's head, "I forgot to tell you. You know Sharpwing? The cat who visits you in your dreams, telling you that I'm a DarkClan warrior?" White knew all about the tom. Sharpwing kept on telling White lies that he was White's littermate, but Rose already told him that he had no littermates.
"Yes," White mewed weakly, some sort of sickness settling over him.
"Good. That cat is a DarkClan warrior, and I want to tell you to stay away from him," Rose padded closer to White, until she was a nose-length away from White.
"Listen carefully, White," Rose purred soothingly, coiling her tail around White's neck. Oh, how White loved it when she did that, because it made him more open, and could listen and believe whatever she said, not that he didn't believe her already. Rose continued, until White had trouble breathing, and she pounced on top of his back, sinking her claws into his flesh. Rose had told White that this was normal, and she needed to do this ever so often to help White overcome his sickness. White then turned around, letting Rose take out and sink her claws into White's belly. She then licked a spot on his belly, and bit it hard, making her fangs turn red, starting from the tips, to the very top. The same went for her claws, and when she did that, Rose looked more and more real, meaning that she looked more like a real cat.
"White, Blossompaw is trying to kill you, and so is the Clan she's from," Rose's tail turned into a grip, choking White, but he didn't care. It made him more focused, and helped him understand more of Rose's words.
"Your mother, Dawnheart hated you, so she dumped you on the mud, letting you rot," Rose purred soothingly, her claws now gripping White's flesh, "Now lift up your tail, and let me bit the tip of it." White did that calmly, and Rose ripped her claws out of White's flesh, leaving deep, bloody wounds. The spot Rose bit was also bleeding heavily, but it went away later. She then bit the very tip of his tail, and ripped the tip off, eating it.
"Oh, Rose," White said in a trance, "How I love the feeling of the wounds, and the ripping of my pelt." White didn't feel pain at all, and just laid there, blood gushing out of his wounds. He felt sleepy, and his eyelids dropped down, but came back up. They did that several times, before they closed entirely.

OOC: IM SORRY. THIS IS LIKE, MY FIRST TIME EVER RPING.

Whitepaw ended up seeing Rose in his dream. I'll add that in, and he probably will go back to Bramblepaw.
Whitepaw became White because Rose was feeding him lies.
I'm going to stop with the drama now ._.

IC: White woke up, sweating heavily. He just had another dream about Sharpwing, and how he told White that he would die. That, he could believe, but White just loves Rose. He couldn't leave her here, after what she has done for him, but then remembers his past.

White is Whitepaw, a warrior from MoonlightClan with two littermates, Blossompaw and Sharpwing, who is dead. He loves Bramblepaw, but has mixed emotions for Firepaw. Whitepaw had a fight with Bramblepaw a few days ago, resulting in the end of their friendship, maybe.

He turned around rapidly, unsheathing his claws and swiping at whatever is behind him. Luckily, it was Rose, and Whitepaw hit her right in the eye.
"White," Rose hissed, baring her fangs, "So nice of you to... hurt me!" She leaped at Whitepaw, trying to dig her claw into his flesh, but Whitepaw dodged, and hit her with his hind legs. That attack sent her flying to the end of the den,.
"I thought you loved me, cared for me, did anything for me, White!" Rose curled her upper lip, revealing a scar that spelled DarkClan forever, the rulers of the Dark Forest. Whitepaw cringed, and pounced onto to Rose, and slashed wildily with his claws. Whitepaw then shot out of the den, finding Blossompaw licking her wounds that he inflicted onto her.
"Whitepaw!" Blossompaw mewed joyfully, "What happened? Why are you bleeding? And what happened to the end of your tail?"
"N-nothing," Whitepaw lied, using his tail to guide her back to camp, "I just think we should go back and rest. I'll ask Bramble-" Whitepaw stopped himself, but she was the only medicine cat the Clan had, "-paw for some cobwebs and I'll be back with you soon." He padded with his littermate, who then left his side to take a nap. Whitepaw walked into the Medicine Cat's den, hoping to find Bramblepaw but she wasn't there. He decided to go out and hunt for some cobwebs, when Blossompaw came back with some of it, and some sort of poultice.
"Here, let me replace the old wounds's medicine, and add new medicine to the new ones," Blossompaw mewed quickly, and tore off the old cobwebs while Whitepaw hissed in pain, "Sorry. Just stay still."

After a few minutes of hissing, spitting, and growling, Whitepaw finally had his old and new wounds cleaned and plastered with the poultice and cobwebs. He padded on back with Blossompaw to take a good nap in the Apprentice Den.

Blossompaw's ears perked, as she heard Brambleberry's call. What does she want?' Blossompaw thought, as she padded out the den. Firepaw's scent lingered there, as if she was standing there right now. Blossompaw ignored it, walkinng over to Brambleberry.
"Hey Brambleberry," Blossompaw mewed tiredly, sitting down, "What do you want me for?" She was very tired, and sore from Whitepaw's attack when he was, well, Blossompaw liked to think of it as possesed.
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Whitepaw was having a dreadful nightmare. Brambleberry took him out on a walk, and Firepaw suddenlt came bounding in, tell Brambleberry to go and find another tom to love. Whitepaw told Firepaw that she liked Jayheart, but she killed him, which literally shocked Whitepaw awake.
"Brambleberry is a medicine cat, and Firepaw loves another tom," Whitepaw muttered, unaware of Fangpaw's presense.
"Hello Whitepaw," Fangpaw whispered, having Whitepaw's fur bristle with fear.
"Fangpaw? What are you doing here?" Whitepaw asked, after he calmed down.
"My moma brought me here, and told me that I'm going to be a MoonlightClan apprentice!" Fangpaw squealed, and bounded off to find his mother.
'Well, I'm never going to get over the cats I loved,' Whitepaw thought, and started sleeping.

Blossompaw was shocked by Brambleberry's mew. Could she be a medicine cat? No, Blossompaw loved another cat, even if it wasn't Jayheart.
"I'll...I'll think about it," Blossompaw mewed, turning around to go and catch some mice. She wandered around the forest, hearing a loud snap! Blossompaw turned around, but saw nothing of her interest. She sniffed the air, and caught a strange scent, a very unusual one that smelt of roses and death...
Blossompaw scrambled to Blindfoot, knowing that he went hunting for prey.
"Blindfoot, did you hear a twig snap?" Blossompaw mewed breathlessly, scanning the area. She knew Rose was here somewhere, and wanted to chase her back to the Dark Forest, and make her never come back.
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Fangpaw padded over to his mother, and found his aunt in there as well.
"Moma," Fangpaw mewed softly, "Who's my mentor?" Roseblaze turned around, looking at Dawnheart.
"Dawnheart, of course. She doesn't have an apprentice yet," Roseblaze hissed, batting Fangpaw with her tail, "Have some common knowledge, my tom." Dawnheart walked over to Fangpaw, keeping note of his scent.
"Hello, my apprentice and my young nephew," Dawnheart purred, grooming Fangpaw's ear, "Would you like to go out and hunt?"
"No, mentor," Fangpaw replied, swishing his tail energetically, "I want to take a nap. Papa wouldn't let me sleep!" And he sprinted outside, back to the apprentice den to sleep.
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Rose pushed the little cat off, amazed by the cat's reflexes and it's power. She hissed again, and sprinted back until she saw the Dark Forest.
"I swear, that cat will die next, after some cat eats the poisoned freshkill," Rose muttered under her breath, scowling until she found the same fox den. This time, she killed a rabbit, and rolled around in it, masking her scent. Then, Rose found some mud and plastered in onto her pelt, making her look camouflaged. She then collect some rocks, hiding the entrance to the den, until no light passed through.
'Stupid cats,' Rose thought, 'Once they are all killed, Whitepaw will be my mate.' She closed her eyes, seeking the cat or cats who liked Whitepaw.

Frost woke up, his head pounding against his skull. 'Where was Hollow?' He thought, struggling to get up. The pounding became more intense, and the wounds on Frost's back were still leaking blood. Suddenly, Frost started having trouble breathing, and he clawed the ground, blood gurgling in his mouth. 'I'm going to die,' Frost thought, 'I'm going to die right here and now, without tell Bloodfang and Hollow that I was sorry for leaving camp, and that I never expressed my feelings for Fawn.' Frost spat the blood out, walking near ThunderClan territory. His sight became more and more cloudy, and his breathing becoming more shallow. Frost took one step on ThunderClan camp, and he collapsed, struggling to breath. The world in front of him became darker and darker, his soul leaving to walk with the StarClan cats. He closed his eyes, and waited for death to hit.

(OOC: Frost is not going to die. He is just suffocating for a bit and then his breathing will be normal once again.)

OOC: Okay, but if you want to rp him for the post, just ask.

IC: Rose followed a trail, leading her to a medicine cat. 'Medicine Cats can't have mates,' Rose thought, 'Might as well see if she does like Whitepaw.' And Rose set to work.
"Little cat, little cat," Rose hissed, "Whitepaw is mine, and you soon will be dead." She curled her tail around the cat's neck, making sure she didn't suffocate her, "Whitepaw is already in my clutches, and he already told me that he loves me." Rose savored the word, making sure the cat heard it. She walked closer to the she-cat, her shallow breath on her ear.
"Whitepaw hates you, wants to kill you, do anything bad to you!" Rose purred angrily, "Just ask him, and he will tell you so. He loves me, and I love him. Together, we will kill all you Clan cats!" And she padded away, giving the cat a very tight squeeze to make her unsteady.
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Whitepaw heard a cat's footsteps, and he opened his eyes, seeing Firepaw in front of him. (This is Rose, by the way, Truth)
"Firepaw?" Whitepaw mewed softly, and she brushed her tail on Whitepaw's mouth.
"I...I love you more than I love Jayheart," Firepaw mewed, nuzzling Whitepaw's nose.
"I...I love you too," Whitepaw purred. He was already in her grasp, and Whitepaw didn't know that he was being controlled.
"Turn over for me," Firepaw purred convincingly, and Whitepaw turned over for her, showing the cobwebs and everything. Firepaw ripped the cobwebs off, letting the wounds bleed. She licked the blood, and dipped her claws in it, staining them red. Firepaw then dipped her fangs into Whitepaw's wound, causing him to laugh.
"S-Stop it!" Whitepaw laughed, unaware that it was hurting him, "I-It tickles!" Firepaw ignored him, then taking a small nibble on his tail, which made him laugh uncontrollably.
"Shush, Whitepaw!" Firepaw hissed, and Whitepaw stopped reluctantly, "I'll come back tomorrow again, and help the sickness go away."
"What sickness?" Whitepaw mewed, but he felt like some cat clawed his stomach open, and dropped him on his head. 'This must be the sickness,' Whitepaw thought.
"Let me patch the wound up, you can lick all the blood off the ground," Firepaw demanded, placing the cobwebs back on his wound. She left the den, and disappeared, not letting Whitepaw see. He licked the blood off the ground, and drowsily laid down, his eyelids closing.

Blossompaw picked up some of the herbs, still smelling the DarkClan cat here. 'Calm down, Blossompaw,' she thought to herself, 'She was just here, and a scent can't go away that fast.' She was still afraid of that she-cat, and stayed beside Blindfoot and Silverpaw at all times, making sure herself was safe, and the other two were as well.

"I'll...I'll help!" Blue squeaked loudly, wanting to the tom that she could be some sort of use. She really wanted to tell the tom that she liked him, but first the cat needed to know Blue. After all, being forward to toms isn't a very good thing to do, ever since she had encountered Obsidiankit. Blue lifted the cat up with her mouth, making sure her small and sharp teeth didn't hurt her. She couldn't fully lift the cat up, since Blue was only one or two moons old.
"Can you help me?" Blue asked the two toms, her blue eyes sparkling.

Whitepaw turned around, seeing Jayheart and Brambleberry. He answered only Brambleberry, and turned to face her.
"Rose," Whitepaw hissed, "She is a DarkClan warrior. She tried to use me so that she could become solid, become undead. And, I don't know why she is trying to kill MoonlightClan. I remembered she was muttering about darkness and our Clan when she possessed me while I was in the fox den, but nothing really important." Whitepaw padded over to Jayheart, "Can we go and hunt?"

(OOC: Out for about three hours.)

OOC: I came back late, way too late for me oAo

IC: Whitepaw wondered why he would want Firepaw to join them, since she doesn't like Jayheart anymore. He shrugged, and went by himself, to go and hunt. Whitepaw didn't really care about the words Brambleberry mewed, as if someone told him to not listen. He didn't really care about Rose anymore, since she was gone. Whitepaw raced to the forest, dropping into a crouch and then tasting the air for prey. Whitepaw picked up a scent, tracking it down and then killing the vole he tasted with one swift blow to it's head. He picked it up in his mouth, going to a small bush and then burying it. Whitepaw tasted the air one more time, picking up the scent of a cat.
"Rose," Whitepaw hissed, turning around to see the she-cat, "What are you doing here?" She curled her tail around Whitepaw's neck, a favorite thing of Rose's to do, since it calms down the cat the tail is curled around.
"Oh, nothing, my little Whitepaw," Rose twisted her voice and image into Firepaw, convincing Whitepaw that he was just a little off today.
"S-Sorry, Firepaw," Whitepaw stuttered, looking down at the ground and shuffling his paws, "Can you help me hunt?"
"Sure," Firepaw/Rose mewed soothingly, pulling her tail into the directiong of the Fox Den, "I think there are foxes there. We should drive them out, before they attack the Clan."
"Okay!" Whitepaw tried to race to the den, but was restricted by Firepaw's/Rose's tail. She jerked the apprentice back, making him choke and cough. He ignored it, and stayed by her side, moving slowly towards the den.
"Whitepaw, can you go in first?" Firepaw/Rose mewed encouragingly, unwrapping her tail and shoving him forwards. Whitepaw raced inside, and Rose turned back into her normal self, and shoved a couple of big rocks into the entrance, shouting directions of the fox.
"If I can't make you love me, no one can!" Rose yowled to Silverpelt, loud enough for any cat to hear. She removed the rocks that prevented the stream from going into the den, letting Whitepaw drown. Whitepaw turned around, seeing the cold and wet water rush towards him, and soak his white pelt. He hissed, and stepped back towards the entrance, but he just noticed that it was blocked, and he was stuck, near death. The water started flowing in faster, covering Whitepaw's legs. The water reach Whitepaw's belly, and the water went through the cobwebs, leaving part of the water red. He hissed and growled, trying to get to higher ground, but only hearing the insane laughs of Rose. Whitepaw's cobwebs soon fell off, leaving his wounds to be infected soon, unless he died first. The water came rapidly, coming up to his chin, and then over his head. He tried swimming up, but didn't know how, and decided to kick his legs. until he reached air. The water seemed to stop after a nose length more, which left Whitepaw kicking for a very long time. He knew he would get tired, and tried taking a break, first holding his breath, and then going under. It worked the first few times, but it started failing after that. Whitepaw started drowning, breathing in a lot of water.
"Help!" Whitepaw yowled, part of it blocked by the water, "I'm drown-" His head went under, and he swallowed lots of water. He came back up, howling for help again, his head bobbing up and down on the water.

Rose hissed, and lashed her tail back and forth.
"Bring me back to camp and you will have a dead leader!" Rose growled, and shot away from the cats, rushing back to tell her DarkClan leader about everything. While running, she yowled, as loud as she could, to those Clan cats.
"Darkness will kill you all, and that will be us, DarkClan!"
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Whitepaw ran through the bushes, his tail flying in every direction. He could smell Rose, and she was just a tail-length behind him, trying to pounce on Whitepaw and kill him. Then, he fell off a cliff, falling into a deep part of the sea. He sunk, trying to use his tail and his back legs to propel him, but failing. Whitepaw's lungs burned, wanting the precious air that gave all cats life, but he just couldn't reach it the top, and he woke, with his eyes closed. Whitepaw wanted to stay there, and die, since he had nothing important to him.
Your important to me. Whitepaw opened his eyes, seeing StarClan in front of him.
"Am, am I dead?" Whitepaw mewed, standing up. The cat who had spoken to him was a she-cat, and was made out of stars.
"I don't know," the she-cat purred softly, and swished her tail back and forth, "But my name is Rose."
"R-Rose?" Whitepaw stammered, backing away from her, "B-But your a Dark Forest cat!"
"So I was, but half of me, the good part, was let in," Rose mewed, "I used to be a MoonlightClan warrior, just like you, but on the morning of my apprentice name ceremony, DarkClan stole me, and trained me to fight Clan cats, and I didn." Rose curled her tail around her paws, "I was partially accepted into StarClan, after I killed myself trying to murder the cat I loved, which was you." The she-cat turned around, and faced Whitepaw.
"I was the kit of Roseblaze, who named me for the same rose-pink nose me and my mother shared," Rose mewed, "She didn't let your mother, Dawnheart know about this, since she wanted to keep it a secret. I watched you catch prey for Jayheart, and saw you express your feelings...for Brambleberry." Rose turned around, tears falling, "That was the day I had to kill you, because you were supposed to bring destruction to your Clan and DarkClan. I killed myself, drowning in the same fox den you were in." She flicked her tail to a den, where a light was, and walked into it. Whitepaw followed her, and saw many cats in there, all from different Clans.
"These leaders will decide your fate," Rose mewed.
"Owlstar, I do not think this cat is worthy of life," a white cat with jet-black paws mewed, eying Whitepaw, "He is stupid and arrogant, just like you."
A flame colored cat walked up, and stared at the white cat with his green eyes, "Blackstar, this cat is worthy of his life, since many cats need him."
"Firestar," Blackstar hissed, "You weren't invited!" He pounced on the ThunderClan leader, pinning him down.
"There shall be no blood here!" One cat hissed, "Take Blackstar away!" Rose padded forwards, and dragged the white tom, who was growling and hissing.
"Now, Paragonstar, do you think this cat should live?" Firestar mewed, licking himself. Whitepaw saw the ShadowClan leader who was just killed, and nodded.
"This cat may go back, and live with his Clan," Firestar mewed, flicking his tail, "Whitepaw, come with me, and I will lead your soul down to MoonlightClan." He walked down, to where his limp body was. He followed the ThunderClan leader, looking back at StarClan.
"Whitepaw, there is a great darkness threating to destroy MoonlightClan, and you, Firepaw, Jayheart, and a leader, medicine cat, and one warrior is destined to banish it. Go, my young warrior, and may StarClan follow you in your journey." Firepaw turned around, as Whitepaw laid down, right on his body, and awoke, looking at Brambleberry.

I'd like to play the kittypet tom, if that's okay with you.

Name: Jet
Appearance:
Clan: None
Mate: Smokefire
Rank: Kittypet
Kits: ____________________________
Personality: Gentle, kind tom, but with a fierce personality. He loves to roam around the marshes, and that's where he met Smokefire.
History: Kittypet (Mother -> Rogue, Father -> Kittypet)
Other: Got into a fight with a squirrel when he was young, which gave him the scar.

Blossompaw already knew what happened to Whitepaw, since she also felt it. She went outside of her den, going to hunt. She picked up a scent of a mouse, and stalked it, which led her to the Thunderpath. The mouse Blossompaw was stalking was crow-food, and was ran over by a monster. She looked out to the Thunderpath, picking up a scent of cat, but ignored it. Blossompaw smelt the scent strongly, and turned around, finding Blindfoot near a bush.
"Oh, Blindfoot," Blossompaw mewed, blushing, "Sorry for disturbing you. I'll leave." She turned around, walking slowly back to camp.

Whitepaw hissed, but not in a mean way, more like a mocking hiss, "I don't need some sort of rest." He playfully batted Brambleberry lightly on her nose, and stood up, his body in pain, but he just wouldn't show it.
"I'll be fine. This isn't the first time some cat, or something tried to kill me," Whitepaw mewed, a smile creeping onto his lips, "I always recover, thanks to you." He turned around, facing the direction of camp, "Come on, let's go. I don't want to find that there isn't any prey for us to share," and Whitepaw raced off to camp, wondering if Brambleberry is meant to be the medicine cat that joins the quest.
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Blossompaw turned around, looking shyly at the warrior.
"I was stalking a mouse, but it turned out to be a piece of crow-food," Blossompaw mewed softly, ashamed that her sense of smell sucked.

Jet was out walking again, his noisy bell ringing. His housefolk have just given him his food, which tasted like tuna and chicken, his favorite. Jet leaped onto a short fence, then leaping onto the next one, doing this until he reached the highest point. He scanned the area, watching over his housefolk to make sure they are safe. His eye caught a brown (correct me if I'm wrong) cat, looking at his house, and he leaped down the fences, racing to drive out this intruder. Jet snuck up the cat, and jumped onto a lower branch than the cat's, his tiny bell jingling. 'I wished I never had this bell,' Jet thought, knowing that the cat probably heard the noise.

"Well, I make the most mistakes!" Blossompaw mewed angrily, "First it's my fault for not saving Sharpkit, then my hunting skills, and now Jayheart!" She slumped onto the ground, her ears flat and her tail waving right to left. 'I still love that cat, even if someone else does,' Blossompaw thought, and unsheathed her claws, which was a very bad thing for her to do when she was angry.

OOC: Oh, are we playing as if she already has met him? I didn't know ._."

IC: Jet decided to jump onto her branch, hopefully scaring her. He leaped, and the branch waved, unsteady with the weight on it.
"Hi, Smokefire," Jet mewed, licking her ear playfully, "Are things going well in ShadowClan?" He curled his tail around Smokefire's, his heart thumping softly and slowly.

Whitepaw sighed, knowing that Brambleberry would want to stay with Whitepaw of his wounds. He stopped running, and turned back to face Brambleberry. He padded up towards her, and nuzzled her soft pelt.
"Okay," Whitepaw mewed, brushing his tail on her fur, "But I have a question, Brambleberry. Do...Do you feel nice being around me?" Whitepaw blushed, his face burning, "Because...Because I like it a lot now, since the time you said you liked me." He wanted to make Brambleberry feel loved, and Whitepaw would change himself if he had to.
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Blossompaw dug her claws into the ground, and stood up, looking at the tom.
"Leave...the Clan?" Blossompaw mewed, anger rising, "MoonlightClan is my home, and is your home too. Why would we just leave?" In truth, she wanted to leave her Clan since the day Sharpkit died, but she couldn't leave the cat she loved, after Jayheart.

Blossompaw hissed, "You don't think that your close to Shiningstar? Because most likely are the only cat she loves! Love matters more than warrior skills! Leaving Shiningstar might mean the end of MoonlightClan, because she would be sad, and unable to help her Clan in a state like that!" She jerked away from Blindfoot, and fell onto the ground. Blossompaw didn't mean to do that, but she got up again, and was shoved again. Her head started pounding furiously, her eyes flickering with the image she was seeing, and she saw images of a bloody battle with a lot of dead cats on the ground, and it looked like it was in the Dark Forest...

Blossompaw felt as if a boulder hit her head, and she fell unconsciously.

Blossompaw saw Rose chasing after Whitepaw, and she successfully leaped and captured her littermate.
"Whitepaw!" Blossompaw shrieked, trying to run away from the tom that loomed over her and Firepaw, who was unconscious.
"Why are you doing this?" Blossompaw mewed weakly, after having a blow to her head, "Why?"
"Because MoonlightClan will destroy us," the tom said, and grabbed Blossompaw by her scruff, "But look now, MoonlightClan won't be alive when we take over the Clans." He showed the young apprentice her Clanmates. Shiningstar was being tortured by another DarkClanner, Blindfoot was madly trying to break out of a cat's grasp, and Brambleberry, she laid down on the ground, blood seeping out of the wound on her neck. Blossompaw cried, and saw Jayheart killed right in front of her eyes, by Rose, who had Whitepaw in her mouth. She dropped the limp body at Blossompaw's feet, and unsheathed her claws, which were soaked with blood.
"MoonlightClan is dead!" Rose yowled, and Blossompaw saw the rest of her Clanmates in pools of red, including her love.
"Now, it's your turn," the tom growled, and swiped a claw in Blossompaw's face, which woke her up.
"StarClan, stop with the messages!" Blossompaw growled, her tail lashing. She noticed that Blindfoot was gone, and she felt lonelier that ever. She gazed across the Thunderpath, wondering if being crushed by a monster would feel painless.
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Whitepaw licked Brambleberry's pink nose, and he waved his tail in the air happily.
"I love you too, even if StarClan doesn't allow it," Whitepaw mewed softly, "Let's go back to camp now. I think my mother is getting worried." Whitepaw felt guilty, and stupid for believing that Rose was Firepaw. He didn't want to leave Brambleberry's side, because he truly loved her. Whitepaw stretched his back, and stood back up and held his tail high in the air.
'Brambleberry is mine, and we all know it!' Whitepaw's fur bristled with fear. Had Rose come back? No, the voice was from a tom, but who? He turned around, and saw nothing. Whitepaw shrugged, and turned around, but the same voice came back and haunted him.
'Brambleberry doesn't love you. She can't love you. You're too stupid for her. Stop loving her. She hates you. Run away from MoonlightClan. She hates you. Brambleberry wants to kill you.'
"Stop it!" Whitepaw hissed out loud, and turned to face Brambleberry.
"S-Sorry," Whitepaw mewed softly, then under his breath, "I must be going crazy."