Posts by Drippingwhisker

"But you didn't."

OOC: Drizzlepaw to Drizzlepelt.

IC: The silver tabby tom looked around, waiting for his ceremony. Drizzlepaw's gaze rested on the apprentice's den, he would no longer be sleeping in there.

Suddenly Roobarb's ears flicked up "Did you hear something?" he asked. Custard's eyes glittered with amusement. "Yeah, your tiny brain rattling around your thick skull."

Bending down to lick the blood off the Elite's fur, Shimmerstep couldn't help feeling pity for him.

Roobarb's tail drooped in embarrassment.

!Meh Loves cookies! wrote:

occ Is Roobarb a girl....or a boy?

IC Sasha looked at Roobarb.

OOC: Tom.
IC: Custard turned and caught the scents of other cats.

"Puddlepaw, no!" Shimmerstep yowled.

OOC: *1*
IC: Fallenkit's dark tabby pelt did NOT blend in with the harsh two-leg lights and colourful things that raced around on the spot, with the same stench as monsters. Looking around, her bright green eyes gazed at some thing that sent dens high into the air, slowly, and bringing them back down. "Wow..." She breathed.

Skypaw sighed and padded after them. It would be best if she went. After all, the more the merrier.

Raincloud walked into the den and yawned. Shaking her silver tabby pelt, she went and sat down next to some cat she didn't know. [Insert your cat HERE]

*2*
Fallenkit raced over as fast as she could, over to where Adder had leapt out of the Twoleg thing. I want a go! she thought excitedly as she brushed past him. As soon as her velvety soft white paws touched the hard, slippery surface of the den, she sprang back. Suddenly she was about to wail for her mother, when she remembered that she had sneaked out of camp. Crouching, she gazed at the den, her white belly fur brushing the dry, mud ground.

Suddenly, the den jolted forwards again. As if Fallenkit never had controll of her legs, she found herself springing onto it, being lifted into the air.

Fallenkit wailed in dismay as her hind-legs fell over the edge of the den. Her long, tiger-like claws made a deafening screech on the hard, silver surface. "StarClan help me!" She wailed. The soft muscles in her shoulders were screeching with the strain of clinging on. Risking a glance, Fallenkit gasped, wishing she hadn't. She was at the very top, hing-legs dangling in mid-air, the two-leg thing paused to let other two-legs on.

Fallenkit felt her hind-legs touch the ground. This place is haunted! she thought. Releif washed over her as the den had stopped moving at the very bottom.
*5*

Fallenkit padded over to a sweet-smelling thing. Pink stuff whirled around, as if the clouds in a dusk sky.

Fallenkit dived into the soft pink clouds as she spotted a ThunderClan warrior. They will take me back if they find me! The dark brown tabby she-kit was now covered in a sweet-smelling two-leg food. She could feel it sticking t her pelt. My mother is going to skin me alive when she tries to lick all of this off!

Fallenkit wailed as a two-leg kit picked her up. Unsheathing her unusually long, tiger-like claws, she swiped at the kit's arm. Dropping to the ground, she shook as much of the cloud off as she could before running into the shelter of another den.

Fallenkit looked around and saw that she was in a two-leg tent. Looking around, she saw thousands of reflections of herself, yet differently shaped. Wailing she ran past her many tabby pelts racing after her. Spinning, she couldn't see anything but many bright green eyes gazing back at her. "StarClan help me!"

Fallenkit padded out of the tent. She was shivering with fear, not just the cold and icy wind that blew in leaf-bare.

She sighed. "Yes. The more of us that there is, the better."