Posts by FallingRain

NStone got up and stretched. He needed to run, to keep him from going soft. He waited first, watching all the tired cats laying around their now crowded camp.

Misery tackled Maine and rolled her over. She dragged her claws down her foreleg slowly and deeply. Misery's blood was pumping with adrenaline.

MEGA BUMP!!!

User/Nick;; FallingRain
Name;; Stone
Gender;; Male
Age;; 6
Rank;; Hunter
Get the Rules? Got 'em!

Name;; Fawn
Gender;; Female
Age;; 3
Rank;; Caretaker

Stone turned and got to his feet. "Sure, I'll help," he volunteered.

Spiderkit rolled over and tried to get up, ignoring the little lump on his forehead. He tried to remember what he was doing. Then it hit him. He was trying to escape, to go home. Then he remembered, the she-cat standing over him, and realized what he had to do.

He would be a Boneclan kit, training, working hard, and eventually, he'd get revenge on that terrible Blanche. But he needed allies, friends. He looked to the 4(?) kits that came in with him, thinking to share his plan.

Stone walked over to Sunset. "So what do we need again?" he asked.

Stone stretched and yawned. He went towards Excav.

"Morning. I'm ready," he said shortly.

Fawn lazily got up out of her little hollow.

"Oh, uh... thanks. Are you sure it's safe here?" Duchess asked. Buttercup was also worried. She definitely wanted a good, safe place for her kits.

Spiderkit inhaled sharply as the claws raked across his ear. He felt the blood drip down the side of his face. He stumbled over to his sister trying hard not to show his pain.

"Are you sure Ellen? You look a bit... ill. Maybe you should get some rest?" Stone said. He noticed how she had become a bit lethargic lately, but he wasn't sure why. Perhaps it was the bit of weight around her middle she was sporting. Whatever the cause, he feared she wouldn't make it if she was already panting.

"Ah! Ouch! Uh, thanks Wrenkit," moaned Spiderkit weakly.

"Okay..." trailed Stone, confused. Well, if she said she was alright, she had to be well enough to go out.

"Yes she would. I miss her, she'd know what to do," whimpered Spiderkit softly. He felt his ear, nearly shredded with four long painful marks crossing it. He knew there'd be scars, his black fur was dripping with blood and leaking into his ear. It was starting to slow a bit, but still hurt.

"I hope so,"Spiderkit whispered to Wrenkit. He turned to Blanche and attempted a snarl.

Bumpin! Might as well just start. Could take awhile to fill.

Or maybe we could just start with one clan? Bring in the other later.

Spiderkit nudged Wrenkit. "We're safer in a group," he whispered and went over to the other 2 kits. He was starting to leave a trail of blood, and decided to move as little as possible.

All four kits huddled together for safety and warmth as the wind outside picked up. Spiderkit stood as calmly as he could, trying to be brave.

"I am Spiderkit," meowed the tuxedo kit.