Zannver take the blow to her head "Then come with me to S.T.O.R.M and become a Dark warrior.."
Suddenly, Crimsonfur and Snowpelt appeared besides Zannver and pinned her down.
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Lightningfeather purred, and nudged him playfully.
OoC: So when do you think our characters should mate? -
"Each cats have thier own power, but from what I see, Riverclan won't let you you use it! They just want to make you weak and selfish like a fish in a small bowl; however, at S.T.O.R.M, we can let that power flow and grow like a newborn flower..." smile Alligator
----------------------------------------------------------------------------"What are you two doing?!" yowl Zannver as she was pinned down
"We are not your slaves!" hissed Snowpelt. -
OoC: You're actually going to post that?
OOC:No. The rule firmly tells that it is 'fades in' and 'fades out'. We're keeping roleplay clean!
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"You can be something esle, like a Scourge ya know, oh a Redspots." smile Zannver
Snowpelt hissed. 'But why were these desires so tempting?' thought Snowpelt. -
OoC: Phew. Thank God for that.
OOC: Amen! -
"You can let out your inner self since Riverclan wants you to become weak like a newborn kit! Here in S.T.O.R.M, we let that strenght and power to light up in and out," smile Zannver "You know you wanna..."
Snowpelt thought. She thought about her clan, her friends back at camp. But then she thought about what a life it would be to be free of responsibility, admired by her skills at last. "Yes..." muttered Snowpelt in a daze. -
OOC: (Of course. To tell you the truth I kind of am sad. Too bad you can't be my mate. You seem like a nice cat. I was about to reply to your "I need a mate" thing. I don't know really how to be your sibling but I'll check around. )IC: Thoughts whirled her mind as she entered the camp, while her pelt continued to glisten and dress her up. Memories of young happy times whirled through her mind as she spotted the waving reeds and frolicking kits.
OOC: She doesn't know about you being her brother yet
IC: She looked around and saw a she-cat calling CrimsonFur's name and thought that she was probably his mate.
OoC: Thanks! Its at the Warrior's Den sub-forum here, and is named 'CrimsonFur's Siblings'.
IC: CrimsonFur walked towards his mate, giving a quick glance at RubyFlower. -
"S.T.O.R.M have a rule: Skills and ruling is the only thing you need to live in the world. So, join S.T.O.R.M where all of your dreams for relizing who you really are comese true." meow Zannver
"I pledge my allegiance to S.T.O.R.M." mewed Snowpelt.
OoC: So Snowpelt can be a STORM warrior now? -
Zannver eyed Hoyefeather and quickly push the cats away from her and dash away to Snowpelt "Thses cats don't want you to be who you really are! They want you to be weak and pity! Your parents wasn't like them, but strong and wise; however, being a Rivercat ca't let you do that. S.T.O.R.M can." whsiper Zannver
SnowPelt realized that her years in RiverClan was a complete waste of her talent. In fury, she swiped the nose of CrimsonFur with her claws. Nose bleeding, CrimosnFur yowled "What--" before SnowPelt pushed him into the fast flowing river. -
Snowpelt raked her claws against Duststripes's fur.
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Dustshine intended to yowl but all that came out was bubbles and blood. Dustshine kicked Zannver down into the deeper water and kept kicking, If she can't breath, she can't live. Dustshine then bit Snpwpelt's neck as hard as she could, and she didn't let go, after letting go she swam looking for Crimsonfur. I'm going to die if I don't find him!
CrimsonFur grabbed DustShine and swam back up to the surface. -
Occ- But any other scratch to her body would kill her, she has A blow on her side, A bleeding muzzle, and A ripped open throat.)Dustshine growled. Weakened by all this, she fell asleep while being dragged away.
CrimsonFur's hear skipped a beat as the she-cat became limp. Its my fault if she drowned! he thought. -
Dustshine nuzzled Crimsonfur's chest, but in her dream it was A cloud, surrounded by blood. A sign? Why for me? she asked herself as the cloud got soaked and it drowned in blood, with her on it.Dustshine jolted awake, she looked at Uyten, thinking another cat was coming to hurt her.
CrimsonFur sighed in relief that DustShine was still alive. -
CrimsonFur slashed at Uyten's left side.
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That night she was allowed to sleep in the warrior den. She padded up to Crimsonfur and nudged him. Her pelt was so pretty and shimmery that almost all the toms were lovestruck with her. It was past moon- high(midnight) and it was olbvious that she had gone out and just come back. "Hi. I was of um..." she began in a hushed mew. Then she sighed "I can't lie to you since you have been so nice to me on my first day..."she said as her gorgeous pelt glimmered and shone making her look almost iresistable because of her beauty. "Well, I was wandering around and I met a BoneClan tom cat on the border. I know he is like a rival but...He was so nice and welcome and didn't ask any pestering questions. He was so sweet to me. His name was well... if you know him he was named SandFlare. He was absolutly so nice!" She thought she felt weak anger and jelousy waves coming off from him.(Sorry I kind of played your part!)
OOC: It's fine. :)
IC: CrimsonFur didn't answer. -
"Your crazy! Get away from me!" She yowled, she managed to cuff one ear but her weak paws couldn't do anymore.
CrimsonFur stepped up to protect her. He couldn't let the enemies hurt his clan warriors. -
Um... hi! i'll be your sister, but in rpg I don't know yet.
Cool! So RubyFlower is CrimsonFur's sister now? -
yep!
Awesome! -
okay I'll be a sister too named honeydew and another named snowlily
Thanks! So CrimsonFur has sisters, HoneyDew, SnowLily, and RubyFlower!