Posts by BloodScar

Dethen licked her on the head, and sighed, trying to find the words to say it wasn't her fault he was mad. Nor was it her fault that he had yelled. It was all WeavedSloths fault. "Its okay, my Angel. I forgive you. Its not your fault that certain cats don't appreciate kits." he growled, thinking of the way that WeavedSloth had kicked Angel. His Angel.

Dethen sat in silence before saying, "How do you feel? You know... from were WeavedSloth... hit you..."

MurderPride nodded knowingly, and watched the gluttonys. He was so proud of them, and of SilverLust.

FaithGluttony felt SplashGluttony wriggle closer to him, and did the same. He felt a need to protect her, but he didn't know that yet. He just knew he should move closer to his smaller sister. It was a strange feeling, knowing that he was meant to do something, but he also knew that he was meant to follow the feeling... the instinct.

MurderPride smiled and stood up, walking over to the freshkill pile. He picked up a bird that he himself had caught, and carried it back to the den. "And for my lovely she-cat, I present a beautiful bird!" he purred, dropping the bird infront of SilverLust and sitting down beside her, so the gluttonys sat between them.

FaithGluttony tilted his head. He could tell that his father had just sat down, and mewed happily.

Dethen looked up to the sky to, before saying "Whats bothering you?" in the kindest voice he could muster.

Having calmed down, Malik and WeavedSloth walked out of the Tower of Sloth. They saw MurderPride and SilverLust and walked over to them.

MurderPride shook his head, smiling. "You need to eat after that." he looked up as he noticed PebbleGreed. "Ah, there you are!" he looked between PebbleGreed and SilverLust. He wanted to stay with her more than he cared to think, but he knew he had duties towards the clan. Standing up, he gave SilverLust an apolagetic lick. "I'm sorry... its just... I haven't been training her for a while..."

FaithGluttony wriggled - where was his father going?

Malik raised his head. "I smell Century Clan." he hissed. But WeavedSloth didn't move. She knew she couldn't attack Angel... for the sake of both her gluttonys and both the clans. She had to tell someone what she had been told... but who...? when...?

SpiderPaw looked around the camp before walking out into the forest. She wasn't sure if she should be, but she needed more supplies.

BloodScar shuffled sideways and lifted her claws, hoping that America would jump into it.

MurderPride felt like everything was becoming normal again. He nodded at PebbleGreed and smiled. "So... do you want to start training? Maybe I could let you train with SplashGluttony and FaithGluttony once they're Greeds!" He smiled again. Then he turned to RiverEnvy. "Yeah... can you check on Malik and WeavedSloth?"

Dethen smiled at Angel, "If you say so my Angel."

WeavedSloth shook her head and nodded towards the Tower of Sloth. "I feel like my legs are gonna colapse on themselves... Let me just get some poppy seeds or something..." she started to walk over to the Tower of Sloth. When she got there, closly followed by Malik, she took some poppy seeds out of a hole in the bark of the tree. She slowly chewed on them, feeling relief as the pain in her legs vanished.

Walking over to the forest, MurderPride lifted his head and grimiced. "I can still smell Century Clan... oh well. Lets start training. How about hunting practise?" he said, looking down at PebbleGreed.

MurderPride looked around and smiled as he saw BloodWrath go hunting. "Well, we could always hunt BloodWrath..." he said, shaking with laughter.

WeavedSloth looked up as RiverEnvy walked in. "Oh, RiverEnvy! Perfect! Look, Century Clan... and us... we're all in danger..." she started.

"Brilliant. Now, what I want you to do is get his scent. Then, once hes a bit further into the forest, go after him. I'll be close behind you, even if you don't see me." MurderPride purred. He used to do this all the time - WeavedSloth hated it, as she was always the hunted one.

(just like jump on him ;) play fighting-kind thing)

MurderPride was right behind - or should I say above? - PebbleGreed. He looked down from the trees, smiling at his apprentice.

WeavedSloth took a breath, before continuing. "Something, I don't know what, is going to attack the clans. The Cats of Seven Sins told me. They said we would have to join forces... but I don't see how..." she trailed off. She realised what she was saying. Would anyone even consider joining forces, after the battle?

WeavedSloth nodded. She was getting sleepy now. "Could you tell MurderPride for me?" she said, her mouth stretching in a silent yawn.

MurderPride laughed happily as PebbleGreed leapt out at BloodWrath. He watched her technique carefully, however, and noted that she was a bit top heavy - if she missed she would not be able to land as easily as she should. He would work on that. He leapt down from the trees, smiling broadly. "Well done PebbleGreed. BloodWrath, make sure that you listen to your surroundings." he added, laughing.

(Phantomice you need to sign up first --> http://warriorcatsrpg.com/warr…lan-sign-up-100967.0.html <-- before you start rping)

Dethen followed Angel, lying down beside her. "Don't worry yourself - you must care for your kits." he said, glancing down at the she-cats stomach.

Malik watched as WeavedSloth fell into a silent sleep - although it was slightly disturbing, he knew that it was just the poppy seeds.

MurderPride turned as he noticed RiverEnvy. "Hello." he purred.

SpiderPaw smiled, lifting her head. "Brilliant! I've already got the scent of some poppy seeds!" she purred, dashing forwards.

MurderPride lifted his head... what was that scent? It wasn't from either of the two clans... but it was to young to be a loner...

Malik sat next to WeavedSloth, and a strange feeling rippled through him. He could hear the echo of a voice... "Don't worry, you will know what to do when the time comes..." and then silence. Was this what happened to WeavedSloth on a regular basis? Hear the voices of... something?

SpiderPaw picked up the poppy seeds carefully, trying not to bite down on them. She walked back to camp, praying that she was allowed into the forest without her mentor. She padded into her den and put the poppy seeds next to the other supplies.

It took a while for Dethen to respond - his brain was working slower than usual. "What is it my Angel?"

"Oh... right... Anything specific?" he asked.

"Yeah... well..." Dethen muttered. He really didn't want to be thinking about them, but he would help Angel with whatever it was she needed help with.

Dethen looked up, shocked. Where was she going? Why? But, for some reason, he couldn't move.

Malik lifted his head. He could smell something - but not the thing that MurderPride could smell. It was... "Angel." he growled. He walked over to the border, but wasn't sure what to do. Hadn't WeavedSloth just said not to kill anyone from the other clan? ...surely one wouldn't matter... no, he would just see what the she-cat wanted. He noticed her sitting at the border. He also saw the shadow of a cat - glowing in a ghostly way, like it was made of the stars themselves. "Do not fight." it said, and its voice was loud, yet quiet. For some reason, he knew that Angel could not hear or see the cat.