Posts by Thistlepaw

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    Blueriver stirred in her nest, exhaustion pressed weight on her eyes. When she got comfortable, she let the sleepiness flood over her pelt.


    The trees stretched their limbs out into the gloomy-blue sky. Blueriver shivered, her breath fogged up in the frigid breeze. Her ears pricked to the faint whisper that danced in the pine trees. Listening more closely, she found that the gentle voice chanted her name. "Blueriver..." Suddenly, she started racing through the forest, the frosty grass crunching under her tiny paws. She found her legs taking her through the trees so swiftly, she felt as if she were flying. Her lithe body shined in the sheer moonlight like Silverpelt..


    She awoke with a start. A small gasp escaped her throat as she wearily padded out of her den. The powerful sun rays caught her by surprise, for her dream was the opposite! She glanced at one of her clan mates and a small smile crossed her muzzle. She padded down from the hill of rocks which led to her den and she paused, her mouth stretched into a yawn.

    Her eyes grew wide with panic and a russet colored snout popped out from the brambles and faced her. It's hot and stinky breath hit her like a current. "Head for the trees!" As she ran, 3 more foxes darted out of the under growth. And chased her.

    Blueriver's heart lurched as Rainwhisker fought the two foxes. He's going to get himself killed! She hissed and batted at one of the foxes fearlessly. Of course, it turned around and clamped its jaws over her back, and shook her back and fourth before throwing her away like a tiny kit. Pain surged through her as she lay limp and motionless on the ground, her eyes cloudy and still.

    She lifted her neck wearily as she swallowed, then collapsed as a bolt of pain striked through her. A yowl of distress escaped her mouth. She shook and closed her eyes.



    OOC: Yes, she did have 9 lives.. She's down to her 6th now.

    Blueriver again, found herself racing through the forest.. But she shivered. Not because of cold, but because of life. The lush forest thrummed with damp growth. Ferns, unfurled over her back, the moss gave way right under her paws, the trees bent over and scratched her eyes until they were blinded.. The Earth sucked her down through the dirt.



    The gravitational pull was so strong she felt as if her limbs would explode and separate... But the darkness soon ended. Her blindness disappeared and a sheer outline of a cat glowed in front of her. As it stepped out, a gasp formed in her throat.. Rainwhisker!


    She awoke with a gasp and glared at the cats surrounding her. What had just happened?

    She recognized the sweet, voice and her blurred vision became clear as the river. "Rainwhisker.." A coughing fit stopped her sentence. "...What happened to me?" Her raspy meow sent a shiver down her own spine.

    Her soft breath hummed quietly..


    Trees whispered, branch to branch. Mist wreathed their smooth trunks, pale as bone, and swirled through the night dark forest. Above their branches, the sky yawned, starless and cold. There was no moon to cast a shadow, but an eerie light glowed through the trees. Paws thudded on the dead earth. Her head quickly turned and a gasp escaped her mouth. A stocky, massive, brown tom reared on his hind legs and slashed her cheek, blood sprayed and stained the ground scarlet. She yowled and hauled under him, and raking his belly with her claws. The tom's lip curled into a fierce snarl and he kicked her away with his hind claws. She skidded to a halt.. Then silenced. Suddenly, the tom charged after her, and pounced. She collapsed under the weight of the blow. Her last breaths huffed from her mouth like a gentle breeze..


    She let out a bloodcurdling yowl in her sleep and slashed at the air.