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"Nevermind, Dragonstar." She mewed. She padded away, to the warrior den, and curled up in her nest.

OOC: What should the dream be about?
IC: Her eyes closed, and she started to dream...

OOC: Her dream...
She was flying, soaring over white, fluffy clouds. The blue sky was warm, and she drifted along on a greenleaf breeze. Then she landed, in a grass-filled clearing, where she saw another cat, like herself. It approached her, and said; "Seek out the tiny dragon."
The dream faded to black, emptiness, and Featherstripe woke, trembling.

She saw the other cats wake up, startled, and just generally shaken.
"What's wrong?" She mewed.
"Was it a dream?" She adds, under her breath.

ShadowClan

Kit

Thornkit is a chocolate seal point kitten, with intense blue eyes. His fur is still kit soft, and rather fluffy and long. His ears, nose, and tail have darker markings, but the rest is a light cream color.

He is a feisty kit, and enjoys play-fighting with his littermates. Thornkit is brave and ambitious, he has the makings of a strong warrior. His gentle side shows, however, when he plays too rough, he comforts Featherkit or Berrykit, but soon wants to play again.

Hi, I'm Jeanx, here is my cat...

"So you all had dreams? I did, too." She mewed. "Seek the tiny dragon..."
"I think we should talk to Dragonstar." She curled her tail around her paws.

Oooh milk! *slurp, slurp* :P *bump* Come'on people, join already!

Okay! And should I make a thread and post the link here or do one of you want to?

Feathertail padded out of the medicine den, into the grassy clearing that gave way to the rest of the MistClan camp. The silver tabby she-cat delicately walked over to Miststar, her long, feathery tail fur swaying in the gentle breeze. She sat gracefully beside her, admiring the beatiful morning for a couple of moments.
"Good morning, Miststar, you're up early today." She purred. There wasn't any reason not to be, the sunlight starting to peek through the leaves, and the crisp morning air. The birds chirped, almost as though they are also aknowledging the morning sun, and praising its beauty.
Feathertail was always up this early, sorting herbs. She always would say; 'There is no such thing as being too organized', when another cat would ask her why.
She flicked her long tail; "The weather is perfect today, it just takes my breath away." She fought back nostalgia as the memory of her first day as a medicine cat apprentice. Her mentor, Brackenpelt, had assigned her the task of checking the elder's fur for ticks. Not the most enjoyable task, but she had remembered not minding, as the weather was like it is now, calm and rather comforting. It didn't matter what she was doing, she was just happy to finally become an apprentice, and be able to serve her Clan the best she could.

OOC: I came up with a little backround information! So, here goes...
Feathertail's mentor was Brackenpelt, a mottled brown tom with a sarcastic humor and a sharp tongue, but he was really a big softy, if you looked past his quirks and short temper. He joined StarClan after living of loyalty and service to his Clan. However, near his passing, he started to act strange. Brackenpelt was always a little introverted, but he started to come out of the medicine cat den less and less as the moons went on. At dawn of the day he had died, he and Feathertail were collecting catnip. He stiffened, and turning to Feathertail with a distant look in his brown eyes, said : "A path you must travel, but not alone. Sun can penetrate even the densest cloud of mist."
He then turned away, and acted as though nothing had happened. Later that day he was found, already past help in his nest. His last words were, "Remember what I told you."
(http://warriorcatsrpg.com/shop/do,inv/) The night before(in the RP) Brackenpelt came to her, reminding her of the prohecy. She had forgotten it all these seasons.

IC:She searched her leader's expression, concerned. Her own expression cleared after a few heartbeats, even though she is still thinking about it. "You have a lot on your mind, She said, "after all, you have a Clan to run, and they-we, have a leader we can depend on." She said this softly, meeting Miststar's eyes, with a soft, but certain expression.
"Sun can penetrate the mist." She muttered under her breath. She hadn't really forgotton it, it had been hanging over her head recently, especially after Brackenpelt reminded her in a dream. Feathertail had shook it off when she had left her den, but couldn't avoid facing it now.

Her expression became serious, and her tail stopped waving. Feathertail's ears stopped flicking, and she was still for a moment.
"Brackenpelt's prophecy...on the day he died, he told me. We were out gathering herbs, a-and he looked at me weirdly, with a distant look in his eyes, and said, 'A path you must travel, but not alone. Sun can penetrate even the densest cloud of mist.' " She said solemnly. "I never gave it any thought, but, just last night, he came to me, and reminded me of what he said."

"Yes, Miststar." Feathertail replied formally. She got to her paws, and nodded politely at the deputy. "Good morning, Frostbreath, Morningpaw."
The she-cat then left the group, padding over to the fresh-kill pile. She selected a mouse, and retreated to the grassy clearing directly in front of her den. Gracefully folding her lithe silver body into a laying position, she proceeded to take a bite of the small, but juicy mouse. Feathertail was debating whether or not she should go to Moonwaters, to meet with StarClan...
Something just isn't right... An air of disturbance hung over her as she finished her meal.
She padded back to Miststar, trying to catch her before she left on patrol.
"Miststar, I need to go to Moonwaters...something isn't right." She murmured. "Starclan might be trying to tell us something, and I need to know for sure."

Anyone want to roleplay fruit with me?

Okay! :)

A kiwi sat beside the rasberry.
"Twolegs are just plain rude." The brown fuzzy fruit said.

"Yes, I would prefer to have an escort." Feathertail replied. She had not originally thought of that, but it was a good idea.

The kiwi looked down at the lemon. "Hello there!" It called.

"Morningpaw," She mewed,"I think it would be a good experience for her." (OOC: Assuming she's never been to Moonwaters)

"Me neither." It replied to the lemon.