Posts by picklestripe

"Creamkit! What happend?" Birchwhisker ran up to the worried kit and Shadowclaw followed. "Are you okay?" He asked

"Hi!" Birchwhisker smiled. "You wanna come up?"

Birchwhisker came back from talking to another cat in Windclan.

Birchwhisker padded up to Sunflower. "Could I join your patrol? Maybe we could also get some fresh kill" She sat down and waited for her reply.

"Too much blood will spill.." Birchwhisker whispered to herself "We need to warn others"

"What do you mean maybe? This is the perfect opportunity - unless there is someone else.." She tilted her head and gave a upset look.

"Hunting? I've done my part" Birchwhisker said and finished her mouse.

"I don't think - I know" Birchwhisker said wisely as she ran with Creamkit.

Birchwhisker got up and hissed at the Bloodclan leader. "Why are you here, Scourge" she said, with fur bristling on her back.

Birchwhisker tilted her head. "What?"

Birchwhisker sat at the foot of highrock and looked up to the little kit. She could hear other cats whispering: "What is a kit doing there?" "He better have a good excuse to wake me up" "Shouldn't he be in the nursery?"

"You will never get respect from Starclan...not after what you did to us" Birchwhisker spat at his paws.

What is the meaning of this Creamkit? Brimstar boomed. I thought you would know better than to bother other cats-

"Wait! Let him explain!" yowled Birchwhisker. She could see that every cat was glaring at her, for she had interrupted the leader. She looked down at the floor, embarrassed.

Fine. Brimstar said. But if he is just making excuses, he will be sent back to the nursery immediately, and he will be punished. He then nodded at Creamkit to continue.

"Fine then" She said and stook her tongue at him. :P

Blood Is Thicker Than Water wrote:

He laughed coldly,"As if I would want respect from pathetic starry cats who you rely on to survive,"his clan laughed and he clawed dust in the air and stalked into the shadows. Scourge sat sullenly in the shadows. He was never loved. No. He didn't need love. He needed power. But still... it would be nice...

"Don't you DARE talk about Starclan like that" Birchwhisker hissed and swiped her unsheathed paw at him. It grazed his chest lightly. "Battle me, Scourge! And you'll see - Starclan is real!" She positioned herself to be ready to fight - even to the death.

"I was wondering if I could join your patrol...or maybe I could just go hunting by myself" Birchwhisker said as she stood up.

And how are we supposed to? Brimstar tilted his head and hesitated. Come to my den and we'll discuss this matter privately.

"Great!" Birchwhisker smiled. She padded up to the edge of the camp and waited for the rest of the cats to come.

So...tell me where you've been getting these 'dreams' Brimstar said steadily. He hesitated when he said dreams.

--edited by staff. Please don't play another member's character. ^.^