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DawnClan (1x1 with infinityplayspokemon)
Forum-Index → Roleplay → Private RP → DawnClan (1x1 with infinityplayspokemon)TreePelt looked down at FeatherMist. "You killed my deputy." He yowled.
He put Nightshade down carefully. "I mean no harm." Redfern meowed. The queen's glare flared on him. "I have information that your Clan needs to know. In fact, I must see your leader now." Redfern meowed calmly. The queen flicked her tail towards the Leaders' Den, and Redfern entered.

(StormClan
Name: Hollypaw
Appearance: Light brown with dark brown stripes, a white underbelly. The white goes up to her muzzle and her paws and tail tip are white as well. She has leaf-green eyes and a soft, pink nose. Her claws are a clean, shimmering silver bit sharp as thorns. Strong hind-legs and long fur.
Rank: StormClan apprentice
Other: Almost just became an apprentice, Treestar's apprentice. She is extremely loyal.)

TreeStar entered the clearing with hundreds of cats behind him. "NightShade!" He called out.
NightShade looked out into the clearing and hissed under her breath. "What is it, TreeStar?"
TreeStar moved close to NightShade and pressed his nose to her pelt. "Come with me, be my deputy. I still want us to be a family, and have kits together."
NightShades heart was already shattered. "I can't betray DawnClan, like you did." She growled, she felt bad letting him go.
TreeStar started entwining his tail with hers, he moved his head close to hers. "I love you." He said, giving a lick to her forehead. "I love you no more!" He spat.
NightShades eyes widened and she walked back.
DeathClaw prowled up next to TreeStar and put her head under his chin. "I love you DeathClaw. My new name is BloodStar!"
The leader stared at her in astonishment. "I-i... Fernshade, I'm not sure you can... Well, we do need your fighting skills..." The leader hesitated out loud, but then her gaze was steady with the queen's. "Who will take care of your kits?" She asked.
"I trust Rosepetal enough. She doesn't have kits, but she's one of those cats who stay to assist in the Nursery." She replied quickly. "I-i know who Rosepetal is, Fernshade, but... Okay. You may." The leader said hoarsely, still amazed of Fernshade's request. Fernshade padded up to Nightshade, and leaned to whisper in her ear. "Nightshade, my friend. I'll be fighting the oncoming battle with you. It's a promise." She whispered.
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By the way Bloodstar had settled down boldly with all of StormClan behind him, Hollypaw knew that their leader would make an announcement. She recomposed her posture, to make her look straight and disciplined like her training. Neatly her tail rested on her fluffy fore-paws, but the look in her blue eyes was calculating. But it was a different kind of intelligence. It was the kind of intelligence that seemed like the apprentice was deciding what was the wisest way to rip a pelt off.

Her eyes flared in rage and her ears were pinned back. She now understood why she had that hate for Bloodstar before they knew about StormClan. She'd hidden that hate for so long, and now it had released. Acornfur's tail stroked her side to calm her down, but it didn't have much affect. DawnClan was in war.
Hollypaw and the rest of StormClan entered their camp. Immediately Hollypaw trudged towards the Apprentices' Den, as she was meant to do when Bloodstar was too busy to train her (which happened a lot more often). The apprentice den was under crooked bamboo, with soft, dead leaves instead of moss nests. She curled up on her side, her face once more expressionless as she stared off. "Hollypaw, Hollypaw!" Cheered a giddy snow-white apprentice.
She looked up. "Yes, Snowpaw?" Hollypaw meowed, her voice silky and much more mature than Snowpaw's squeaky one. "Want to play mossball? Or maybe practice fighting moves, or..." The younger apprentice squeaked. Hollypaw's eyes narrowed slightly. "No. I have no intention for such useless games, and you're much too under my level for us to practice fighting together. If you'd like to go dilly-dallying, then you may do so with the other apprentices."

BloodStar looked down at HollyPaw. "Come into my den, young one, you remind me of when I was an apprentice." He walked into his den, followed by HollyPaw. "I have come to the desision you need to become a warrior, it has been too long. What would you like your warrior name to be?" He asked her, looking down at the soon to become warrior.
"Hollyfrost." She then meowed calmly, looking up from her paws with her leaf-green gaze steady with Bloodstar's. Her look was confident; her voice was bold and sure. The mainecoon apprentice was naturally large because of her breed, but Bloodstar had long legs and was tall so her height only reached up to his chin, so she had to look up. Her puffy, brown tail lashed. For some reason it dawned on her that Hollypaw was the most loyal member in StormClan, but she didn't know why she thought about this now.



Wildfur, a sturdy brown tom with fur sticking out in every way, came into sight and in front of Duskfeather. Immediately this made the dream uncomfortable and awkward for the medicine cat; she and Wildfur had been mates against the rules but he slipped into a deep creek and lost his life. Dearly she missed him, but it was better off without him.
By the look in his gold gaze, he certainly missed her too. "Oh, Wildfur..." Duskfeather mewled quietly. "Not today, Duskfeather. One day we shall certainly meet again. I have a prophecy." He meowed. The medicine cat didn't reply. His star-embedded tail lightly brushed against her cheek, sending a tingling rush through Duskfeather's veins.
Slowly it ebbed away. "When the shines fall, the storm will rush in to blood's fall; distress among the forest will soon to brightened with the final mewl of distress." Wildfur meowed. The medicine cat's tail shivered. It sounded so... eerie. As the StarClan cat misted away, she found herself once more in the medicine den that was under the odd roots of a tree. What does all this mean?
