Posts by fallen stars

I'll make the thread in a little while (: The link will get posted here.

Dewstar waited in the camp. She knew that Dashingpaw was out, and she could assume that Maplepaw and Maroonpaw were as well, so she waited patiently. If today went well, the Clan would have three new warriors under their belt.

[fancypost bgcolor=#ffffff; border: 1px dashed #000000; color: #000000; font-size: 9px; font-family: arial;]It felt like her body wanted to split in two.

There was no better way to describe the intense pains flashing down Fallenskies' sides and stomach, alerting her that the unborn kits in her belly wouldn't be that way for very much longer. They were coming - and they were coming now. Her eyes closed tightly - maybe if she wished the pain away it would vanish.

"No, Fallenskies, it doesn't work that way." An oh-so familiar voice let out an amused purr. The lynx point she-cat's eyes flew open, her eyes desperately searching for the body that matched the voice. Nothing. She let out a soft whimper, a mix of the pain in her body and sorrow for not locating the owner of the voice - for once, was Nightshine hiding from her? Had she done something wrong and the tom didn't want to be around? Had the tom been called elsewhere...?

No. He was there, he spoke to her.

"Where are you, Nightshine?" She mewed, letting out a painful meow as the first kit crowned, making its way in to the world. Instinctively, the queen arched her back and her neck to free it, licking it vigorously until she heard it mew and then, carefully, she picked it up by the scruff of its neck and placed in in the warmth of her belly. It was a tom, a small silver tabby. "Steelkit," she mewed breathlessly.

It wasn't long before three others also made their way in to the world. All four were silver tabbies - some paler, a pair of them marbled like she was, but they all had the same oh-so familiar Nightshine look to them. She huddled her babies in to her belly protectively. Mumbling soft words to them and naming the other three one by one. A pretty silver tabby she-cat had been the second one to be born. Fallenskies was filled with nostalgia at the sight - the little kit must have been a miror image of her mate. Laceykit. She decided, licking the top of the kits head. She purred affectionately, naming the two marbled tabbies, one a pretty shade of almost-white delicately balanced against bands of black and the other with bands of slate-blue Windkit and Eurekakit.

With her babies safe and sound, she glanced around desperately.

Nightshine had promised that he would be here.[/fancypost]

I can honestly say I adore minecraft, but I own neither an xbox or a computer that will wet me play it. Sadface.

Soon, though. I'm hopefully getting a laptop for christmas and new laptops can generally play minecraft. -fingers crossed-

Dewstar decided to gather up Maroonpaw, Dashingpaw and Maplepaw.

((Sorry about vanishing for a couple days. I'm currently busy.)

Dewstar approached Dashingpaw. "Would you happen to know where Maroonpaw and Maplepaw are?" She asked.

[fancypost bgcolor=#ffffff; border: 1px dashed #000000; color: #000000; font-size: 9px; font-family: arial;]((err... who wanted nightshine's reincarnation? 'cause i completely forgot ))

The only thing that Fallenskies was content with was the feeling of her children against her stomach, quickly latching on to the idea of suckling and beginning their lives, safe and sound under her care. Their agitated, more than likely scared mews, brought worry to her, though - worry that she wouldn't be a good enough mother to her kits, worry that something was wrong... With each mew, she carefully licked her kits, carefully goading them to the safety of her stomach. She did everything in her ability to protect those little babies.

Eurekakit seemed to be mewling the loudest, unable to find her way to her mother's breasts nor anything else. The unfamiliar, twisting feeling in her stomach had her screeching, pawing blindly at unfamiliar land. That was, she was screeching until Fallenskies picked her up. She placed the little tabby, whose stripes barely stood out against each other, at the edge of her nest, carefully licking her fur the wrong way until the mewls calmed just slightly. She was probably starving, Fallenskies decided when she continued to squawk. Carefully, she placed the little kit back in the comfort of her belly, goading her little head towards the milk in her body with light prods of her nose.

She couldn't help but love them. [/fancypost]

Could I request these cats?

"Well, once I locate that pair I want you to have an assessment. Did Cinderstep tell you about it?" Dewstar waited for his answer.

Dewstar held back a smile at the sight, catching Maplepaw's words to the tom quite clearly. "Well, how about you two wrangle up Maroonpaw and then you can head out?"

[fancypost bgcolor=#d3d3ff; color: #000000; border: 1px double #000000; font-family: arial; font-size: 11px; text-align: justify;]It was an unusually good day for a small spotted tabby. Ashbreeze had woke up on time, lead the dawn hunting patrol. She had came back with two fish in her mouth, both slipping and clinging to life even by the time that she had got back to camp. The elders had been fed. Dawnbreeze, her heavily pregnant sister, had been fed. Ashbreeze had discovered that the queen was due to have her kits any day now, which had her highly excited. The she-cat was aching to finally meet her nieces and nephews.

Before long, it was sunhigh. With her duties temporarily behind her, she would be heading out on the dusk patrol later that day, Ashbreeze found herself wandering to the river. It was a common place of hers, somewhere she went to get away. No cat was ever there - at least, usually. The scent of cat caught her attention. She sighed softly - would her spot be taken from her today?

No. No it wouldn't. The she cat let out a joyful purr as she saw that the cat at her spot was only Foxlight. The ginger and white tom was a close friend of hers, he would be willing to share her rock with her. Ashbreeze was sure of it.

"Foxlight," the she-cat mewed as she neared the tom, catching his attention hopefully without startling him.[/fancypost]

Hey (:

Lilygaze - ♀ - 23 Moons - Medicine cat - Pale Gray Tabby (the operator)
Cloudleap - ♂ - 18 Moons - Warrior - White (the operator)
Ashbreeze - ♀ - 12 Moons - Warrior - Pale Gray Tabby (the operator)
Pebblekit - ♂ - Newborn - Kit - Brown Tabby (the operator)

Also, could Ashbreeze's sister be put up for adoption?
Dawnbreeze - ♀ - 13 moons - Warrior - Pale Brown Tabby

I will also adopt Tawnyspots and Brightpaw if that's okay with you. Cloudleap can mentor her.

Tawnyspots is related to Gingersnap, Fawnfoot and the three kits, yes?
And Brightpaw's brother is Lightpaw?

[fancypost bgcolor=#d3d3ff; color: #000000; border: 1px double #000000; font-family: arial; font-size: 11px; text-align: justify;]Ashbreeze let out an amused purr, rolling her eyes at the tom. She had very well noticed the tom's nervous stint, but she didn't get why he was that way. Was she doing something wrong? Had she offended him in some way? The she-cat didn't like the feeling that something potentially wrong had happened and she had absolutely no idea what is was.... No, don't linger on it, she told herself. He probably just wasn't expecting her to show up and was caught off guard.

"What brings me here?" The gray tabby gave her friend a skeptical look, like it should have been known to all that she made herself at home in this spot. Then she let out an amused mrow and smiled. "Well, I think I come here almost every day. What brings you here, Foxlight?" There was a hint of a challenge in her voice, though it was all in a friendly manner.[/fancypost]

Dewstar waited patiently for Dashingpaw to return. She had decided on sending Maplepaw deep in to the forest, Dashingpaw towards the river and Maroonpaw closer to the RavenClan border. She would watch Maroonpaw - his mentor was feeling ill, not to mention she still wasn't quite sure what she wanted to do in regards to the attack they had faced.

[fancypost bgcolor=#d3d3ff; color: #000000; border: 1px double #000000; font-family: arial; font-size: 11px; text-align: justify;]Still awkward - Ashebreeze held back a sigh. She just wanted to tell Foxlight to relax. Did she look like a badger or something? No. So there was no reason for him to be acting like this... was there? Holding back a sigh failed her, though.

"What is wrong?" The she-cat sighed, narrowing her eyes at the tom. "You know I'm okay with being around you. And you're acting nervous. I don't like it, Foxlight." Up front was like second nature to Ashbreeze. She was a very blunt, very straightforward cat. With this, she often erred on the border of being tactless. Part of her didn't care about that, though.

She just really wanted to know what had changed since the last time that she had seen Foxlight.[/fancypost]

The SnowClan camp had calmed down since Darkfrost had been killed. Eventually all the cats got back to their regular business. Cloudrumble's belly slowly grew to the point where she had to move in to the nursery, where she anxiously awaited the burth of her kits. During this time she had rekindled with her friend Smallnight. It was a good thing to occur. Both of the she-cat's mates, Stormchaser and Cottonshade respectively, were pleased with that occurance.

There was one cat who was unhappy, though. Riddlekit, now only a few days away from becoming a 'paw, was quite displeased with Smallnight and these kits.

Cottonshade had been in the nursery almost constantly since Smallnight had been deemed ready to kit any day. His head shot up and he looked at his mate. "Yeah?" He mewed, anxiously ready to do anything she wanted.

Smallnight's mewl caught a sleeping Cloudrumble's attention. She too was due any day now - after all, the two queens had gotten pregnant at basically the same time. "Can you be quiet?" The queen mewed groggily, letting out a yawn. She wasn't being rude in any manner, just tired.