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Post by Moonstar on Oct 24, 2006 16:29:52 GMT -5
OOC: For those who don't know, it's a story where one person writes one part, and someone else does another part. BIC: Goldenstar, leader of ThunderClan darted into the Fourtrees. He sighed with relief when Quietheart, the gentle white-furred ShadowClan medicine cat appeared, with four young kits. "Oh StarClan," Goldenstar whispered. "This is really against the warrior's code. A leader from a different cat having an affair with a medicine cat!" Quietheart looked worried, now more aware of the situation. "But the kits," She protested. "We can't leave them."
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Post by Runningfoot on Nov 29, 2006 15:32:14 GMT -5
OOC: May continue it?
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Post by Moonstar on Nov 29, 2006 15:33:48 GMT -5
OOC: Yeah, anyone can.
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Post by Runningfoot on Nov 29, 2006 15:37:00 GMT -5
OOC: THxs BIC: I know.*Said Goldstar as he looked at the kits.* But what can we do?! *He stiffens.*What was that! I heard a cat calling a battle cry! This way! * he turns and plunges into the undergrowth, making sure that Quietheart is following with the kits.*
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Post by Moonstar on Nov 29, 2006 16:02:46 GMT -5
"You can run, Goldenstar, but you can't hide!" A cat screeches. Snaketail, deputy of ThunderClan was there with a bunch of warriors. The tip of his very long tail twitching gleefully, he roughly grabs a yellow tabby of four moons by the scruff, puts it on the ground. "You're son can wait until proper age to be an apprentice is ypu show yourself. And prove yourself loyal by killing your forbidden mates and half-Clan kits!" Goldenstar's heart begins to race. Snaketail wasn't healthy. The ThunderClan leader hadn't been sure of his sanity, but now he knew madness had taken control of his brain. "Quietheart, flee! I'll find a way to make it look I've killed some one!" He strains his eyes looking for his kit. "The only cat I've ever loved more than you was my late wife Tansypelt. Cougarkit is hers and mine alone! He's all I got in ThunderClan! Even if I can't return, I need to know he's safe."
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Post by Runningfoot on Nov 29, 2006 18:43:03 GMT -5
Quietheart ran off quickly into the scrub, turning to look at her mate who was despreatly thinking up a plan.
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Post by Moonstar on Nov 29, 2006 19:43:39 GMT -5
Thinking fast, Goldenstar sank his teeth into one of his legs. At first gently, but slowly blood came. Painfully he smeared it on his paws. Quickly he ran over to ThunderClan. "I...k-killed them." He said shakily. Snaketail grinned cruely, his cold blue eyes gleaming. "Let me see their bodies. Surely you want to bury them?" The black cat replied. "Surely you loved them?" "I loved with a strength stronger than the strongest warrior!" Goldenstar screamed suddenly, and jumped at Snaketail, biting the black tom's face. Snaketail screeched writhed frantically. Goldenstar released him after a long moment of pain for the crazy deputy. Slowly he opened his eyes. Or more appropriately now, eye! "My left eye!" Snaketail screamed. Goldenstar curled his lip, and said, "If you ever see them dead, it'll be with your left eye!" As Snaketail screamed, demanding a medicine cat, Goldenstar grabbed Cougarkit and ran, seeking Quietheart.
OOC: Sorry for the violent post.
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Post by Runningfoot on Nov 29, 2006 21:13:35 GMT -5
*Quietheart appeared suddenly, pushing the other kits with her. * What happened! ?* She exclaimed.*
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Post by Moonstar on Nov 30, 2006 16:09:59 GMT -5
"I got Snaketail in the eye. He'll live though, quick!" Goldenstar replies, nudging Cougarkit along. "Hurry, the WindClan leader owes me a favor. We can trust the kits with him, but we'll..." He sighs, and finishes, "We'll have to live as rogues. The forest isn't safe anymore for us. Not with Snaketail as leader."
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Post by Runningfoot on Nov 30, 2006 16:20:41 GMT -5
But I am the medicine cat! * She protested. * I have to live with my clan!
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Post by Moonstar on Nov 30, 2006 16:35:40 GMT -5
"We have no choice!" Goldenstar snapped. "I don't want to give up ThunderClan, but Snaketail will either find away to kill us or make our lives agony!"
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Post by Runningfoot on Nov 30, 2006 16:53:19 GMT -5
All right let's go . *They run off into the trees, making sure the kits are there.*
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Post by Moonstar on Dec 1, 2006 16:30:12 GMT -5
The two ran over to WindClan territory with their kits. Fortunately for them, Redstar, leader of WindClan was nearby. "Redstar, please take our kit. Change Cougarkit's name, don't let anyone know they're mine!" "Huh? Why, Goldenstar?" "I can't explain, just do it!" The ThunderClan leader and ShadowClan medicine cat left in a hurry, leaving Redstar staring helplessly at the kits. OOC: 2 moons later...
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Post by Runningfoot on Dec 2, 2006 11:50:10 GMT -5
Cougerkit's name had been changed to Tumblekit. He was a Windclan kit. His parents were now rouges. Thay were able to find enough food near Highrocks, and Quietheart had had 2 more kits. OOC: Very unusual.
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Post by Moonstar on Dec 2, 2006 15:41:33 GMT -5
Tumbekit was six moons old, and was made an apprentice. His mentor was Dustwing, a dark gray senior warrior. "Tumblepaw," Dustwing mewed. "You may come to the Gathering." Both excitement and anxiety filled Tumblepaw. Would Snakestar, the new ThunderClan leader, reconize him?
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