Posts by Lone Feanorian

"Okay! Follow me!" Mistheart said as she turned and padded into the trees, looking back to make sure Mist was following.

"What happened to her?" Stormpaw asked.

"I don't know her!" Stormpaw yelled in exasperation. "She's Windclan! I'm Riverclan! I haven't seen her before today!"

"I'm not even on your precious territory!" Stormpaw spat. "I've been sitting here across the gorge since this thing started. What is your problem!"

"Why?" he asked. "I have just as much right to be here as any other cat!"

"It's a lot like running," Stormsoul replied, "Except that you have to keep your head up."

"Because most cats' fur is thin and doesn't shed water like Riverclan's," Stormsoul said.

"How would jumping make anything better?" Stormsoul queried. "All it does is kill you."

"Alright," Stormsoul mewed, slipping into the river. His swimming was easy and smooth.

"If you're going, then why aren't you levaving yet?" Stormsoul asked impatiently, then cocked his head to the side in thought. "I think I just confused myself there."

"Hey!" he sputtered. "What was that for?"

"You actually enjoy climbing?" Stormsoul shook his head. "I don't. I mean, I know how to climb, but I really don't enjoy it much."

"Oh, it's not that," he smirked. "It's just that now I'm going to have to splash you back!" Stormsoul brought his front paws down on the water, sending up a large splash.

"Maybe. Maybe I just prefer being in the water," he mewed.

Stormpaw heard the noise from where he was taking a lonely walk along the Riverclan side of the gorge. "What's going on?" he asked, before racing down a thin path to the foaming waters.

Over on the Riverclan side of the gorge, Stormpaw was taking on of his many lonely walks. He had been unable to sleep, due to the restless feeling that so often took over his senses. This restless feeling often resulted in the young tom doing any number of reckless things. Stormpaw peered over the edge of the gorge. "I wonder if I can jump across?" he wondered aloud, before catching sight of the two cats opposite him. "What's going on?" he asked.

Stormpaw glanced over from the Riverclan side of the gorge. "That was close," he commented. "What are you up to?" The apprentice was insanely bored, and was looking for something fun to do.

"What's going on?" Jay asked grumpily. The son of Khione ran his hand through his thick red hair, pushing it out of his eyes. "Is this some sort of quest? Explain, if you would." He glared at Cassie, thinking, This had better be good.

Name: Nikolai Alexandrov
Age: 16
Gender: Male
Parent (If Halfblood(No Gods allowed!(Unless you just want to help out on the quest a little))): Khione
Race: Half-Blood
Appearance: Tall. Thin. Very pale skin. Straight dark hair, cut choppily. Piercing blue eyes. Dark clothing. A knife in his hand.
Personality (In one Word): Cold.

Jesse wandered down to the docks, hoping nobody else would be there. The son of Khione shook his head tiredly, trying to keep his thick red hair out of his eyes. With any luck, Jesse would be able to be alone for once. And maybe...there would be a breeze. Jesse couldn't remember the last time he had felt a good breeze blowing.
Jesse's dark blue eyes narrowed in suspicion as he observed the girl sitting on the dock in his favorite spot. He carefully moved across the dock until he was directly behind the girl, then greeted her with a simple, "Hello."