Posts by Tybaxel

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    [move]MistClan has moved to a new camp, behind a rushing waterfall underneath the Mooncliff![/move]
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    Cat of the Week!
    Snowkit, played by Fusion!














    So now, young kit, you have learned the ways of MistClan. Go now, back to the Clan you came from, or do you wish to stay here?

    Willowstar spots a shallow hole in the surface of the snow. Tilting her head in suspense, the black and white she-cat pads over towards it. It looked like the body of a twoleg pressed in the snow, only its arms were thicker and so were its legs. Willowstar examined the snow angel and leapt on top of it, sniffing it. Her face twisted up in disgust. Twoleg reek!

    Shaking the rest of the snow from her pelt, Willowstar continued on through the snow. She heard the crunch beneath her paws as the snow crumbled under them. Willowstar's green gaze looked onward through the falling drifts of snow. The MistClan leader began to stalk for any nearby fresh-kill.

    Willowstar eyes a plump thrush, pecking at the snow. She stalks, her blazing green eyes filled with a non-stop fire, and she leaps. Tumbling over the thrush, Willowstar bites the thrush, killing it as it falls limp between her claws. The black-and-white leader buries her prize deep in the thick snow.

    Willowstar glanced nervously around as she approached the Moonstone, which was glittering with pale moonlight and seemed to be growling her name. The MistClan leader sat down, and pressed her nose against it. Her mind whirled with stars, and she was engulfed by darkness.

    Character Name: Ravenpool


    Gender: She-cat


    Clan: ShadowClan


    Rank: Queen
    Appearance: Sleek black she-cat with amber eyes and white paws.


    Personality: A strict mother who is constantly worried about her kits. When her kits are in trouble, Ravenpool punishes them harshly, but at times can be wise and kind.

    Willowstar padded along through the deep snow, her green eyes shifting towards a tree. It had sparks of light dotted on its branches, decorated with colorful shiny balls. Willowstar noticed some of these balls were shaped like twolegs. She padded up, and batted one with a paw. The ball shook, and fell with a jink. Willowstar leapt back in alarm.

    Willowstar shoved the ball under the tree and glanced around. She breathed out a sigh when nobody was watching her. Willowstar padded onward, her paws numb from the snow. She occasionally sat down and licked them to make them feel better, and when she put them right back in the snow, the numbness took over.

    Willowstar padded off towards the river. She paused when she noticed it was frozen solid. Willowstar began prodding it with a paw, but nothing happened. Stifling a grumble of frustration, Willowstar set two paws on the ice and pressed down. There was a sharp crack and the ice broke away. Willowstar lapped up the water, then her face twisted up. It was freezing!

    Foxspring yowled in surprise, her russet-and-white fur trembling with excitement. A battle! Her yellow eyes blazed with an angry fire, and she bounded off to stand alongside her fellow BloodClanners.