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I am Sparrowstar! Welcome to Rainclan. This clan is a little different. In this clan we post like a round robin or something like that. Please, please join! Oh, and when you do, please do a description either in your writing or separate (like putting Gender: ___ Pelt: ___, etc.).
As the tan tabby she-cat climbed out of her den, drops of rain began to fall. Her golden eyes surveyed her empty camp.
"Please! If anyone can hear me! Please help! Make my clan, my once great clan, my Rainclan, great again! Help me!" Her eyes filled with sorrow, she shook the rain off and walked back to her den, trying not to remember. Remember the horrible attack, the attack that had killed her whole clan when she was only 10 moons, just barely a warrior. In the space of ten days she had become leader, being the last available cat to become deputy after nearly all were killed. After Blackstar had been killed, she was the only one left alive. She shook the thoughts from her head. That was 10 moons ago and she still didn't have a clan! "I'm was going to have to fix that." She thought. "Please, Starclan! Help me!"
submitted by Sparrowstar
(December 13, 2009 - 7:28 pm)
(December 13, 2009 - 7:28 pm)
((This sounds fun))
Two cats walked through the forest, rain falling softly on the ground. The bigger one, a tom, looking around, aware of every sound. His eyes, gleaming green hovered protectively on the smaller cat.
"Are you sure we don't need to rest, Littlemoon?" the tom asked.
"No, Robinwing, I'm fine." The little cat laughed, looking at her flame-colored mate. Robinwing glanced again at Littlemoon. Her ribs stuck through her silver-gray coat, while her stomach was bulging. "My kits will be fine, I promise. I can tell." Littlemoon rubbed her head against Robinwing's fluffy pelt. Suddenly a sound broke through the muffled sounds of the forest.
"Please! If anyone can hear me! Please help! Make my clan, my once great clan, my Rainclan, great again! Help me!" the call was laced with unbearable sadness. Littlemoon's eyes opened wide.
"Robinwing!"
"What?!" the tom sounded panicked. The she-cat gasped sharply.
"We need to get to that clan. My kits-" she winced and leaned against her mate. "Let's go." her voiced sounded strained. The two cats hurried, rushing to get to this new place, "Rainclan", before it was too late.
(December 14, 2009 - 11:34 pm)
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(December 14, 2009 - 11:38 pm)
As the pair of cats raced through the woods, a white she-cat heard a cry of despair from deep in the wood, and the white cat ran as fast as she could until she could make out the noise. She then gasped. It was a cat! She ran, over coming the pair as she raced to find out what it was. Windflash could make out the words now, so she stopped to catch her breath.
"Help me!" Was all that she heard, so she began to run again. The territory was now unfamiliar, and Windflash had a much harder time navigating through the trees. As she ran, Windflash heard the crinkling of leaves as a cat walked.
"Who's there?" Windflash called out sharply. A gasp came from somewhere.
"I'm Sparrowstar," A voice called out, "I'm the leader of RainClan. See the entrance? Come in and I'll show you my camp. You can join!"
"No, I can't see the entrance!" Windflash hissed, suddenly aggravated. With that, she stalked off in the direction she thought she was came from. Instead, she found herself in a soft area.
(December 15, 2009 - 8:05 pm)
The tabby leader smiled at the white she-cat.
"Welcome to Rainclan. Would you like to join?" The she cat started to speak but was interupted by a yowl coming from right near the entrance. A silver she-cat lay in the entrance, panting and gasping. A ginger tom stood by her, obviously her mate.
"She needs help right away! She's having kits!" he cried. The silver cat yowled again and looked up at Sparrowstar.
"Please! Help me!" she gasped. "Help!"
(December 16, 2009 - 8:04 pm)
Two cats walked through the forest. One of the cats named Silvermoon paused as pain shot through her. Her mate, Rainpelt stopped beside her. "What's wrong, Silvermoon? Are you okay?" "I-I think I`m about to k-kit!" Silvermoon's voice quivered. She yowled as pain shot through her. "Oh no! We need to find a place to have your kits, now!" They both paused for a moment as they heard a cat yowl, "Please! If anyone can hear me! Make my clan, the once great Rainclan, Great again! Help me!" Silvermoon nearly collasped with pain. "T-the kits a-are coming! We have to g-go there!" "Ok! Are you okay?" Her mate asked with fear. "I-Im fine. We have to g-go now!" Silvermoon collapsed in pain. She yowled again. "H-help me!" Rainpelt helped her up and helped her struggle through the forest as quickly as they could go. They finally got to the camp. Silvermoon collasped with pain and her kits started to come. She yowled in pain. "H-H-Help!" She wailed. "Please help my mate!" Rainpelt told the cat. "Shes kitting and will die if someone doesnt help her! Please!"
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Here are the descriptions:
Name: Silvermoon
Gender: She-cat
Age: 13 moons
Pelt: Pretty silver tabby
Eyes: Deep blue
Personality: Kind, helpful, loyal, and friendly
Name: Rainpelt
Gender: Tom
Age: 13 moons
pelt: Grey with white paws and tail
Eyes: Green
Personality: Friendly, smart, good fighter, and loyal
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Thanks!
(December 16, 2009 - 9:14 pm)
"Help my mate, please!" Rainpelts meow was desprate. "H-Help me!" Silvermoon yowled again, her voice filled with pain. "She`ll die if someone does`nt help her now! Please help my mate!" Silvermoons sides rippled. The first kit had begun to come. Silvermoon yowled again. "Ple-Please h-help me!" Her voice was tired and scared as she yowled out again. The kit slipped out onto the ground. Silvermoon sniffed it. It was dead. She wailed with sadness and fear. "N-NO! Help m-me! Ple-please!" Her sides rippled again and the second one started to come.
(December 17, 2009 - 10:48 am)
A look of dismay crossed Windflash's face. "All right," she mewed, "just this once." As the next kit came, Windflash instantly put her paw out to grab the kit over. She bit open the sack it was in. (I can't do the rest now, so yah..*
(December 17, 2009 - 9:31 pm)
(CONTINUING) After the last kit was born, Windflash went out into the forest, and returned moments later with a bundle of herbs in her strong jaws. "Here" She said as she spit out the herb, "These are borage. They'll help with bringing milk for your kits." As Silvermoon ate the herb, Windflash noticed that a kit was laying there, unmoving. "Silvermoon... I'm so sorry.... This kit, the little brown one... he-he's dead..." When Silvermoon wailed with dismay, Rainpelt dashed inside. "Whats wrong?" He asked quickly. "Rainpelt... This brown kit... He's dead..." The tom went right over to Silvermoon and pressed his muzzle agenst hers. "Don't worry" He whispered, "The rest'll live, I'm sure of it!" Windflash left the den, and bounded across the clearing to Sparrowstar. "Is everything alright?" Sparrowstar asked hopefuly. "Um... well... A kit died... But the rest are healthy. After a while, maybe you could see them."
(December 17, 2009 - 11:19 pm)
Oh yesh, Robinwing had her kits. I just did this, so...
(December 17, 2009 - 11:20 pm)
Sparrowstar raced up to the she-cats laying in undergrowth. When I said I wanted cats, I meant cats, not chaos! she thought, but truly, she was thankful. She plucked two poppyseads from a leaf bundle she had in her mouth and gave one to each she-cat along with some thyme. It's all right, dears. Hold on. Now, when I say so, I want you to push....
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The two she-cats layed in the nursery, their kits huddled up beside them, asleep. Starclan, they barely made it! Please send a medicine cat, please! She prayed silently.
((You guys can put more detail in if you want, as in what happened (i.e. stillborn kits, etc.), I just had my character help them and sorta skipped over that part.))
(December 18, 2009 - 12:33 am)
(Hey sparrowstar, Its fine if you didn't see, but I helped silvermoon.) Windflash dashed out into the forest, and grabbed a mouthful of borage. As she stopped before the two she-cats, Windflash dropped the herb bundle. "Eat this," She commanded gently, "It will help your milk come."
"Who says?" Growled Robinwing.
"Says me! Listen, do you want your kits to die because you have no milk?!?!" Windflash was getting angry now, but she calmed herself down. "Sorry..." The brown she-cat scented Sparrowstar and walked in that direction. "I will be your medicine cat. I have been trained in the profession.. I am blind also, so, I can't be a warrior."
(December 18, 2009 - 11:54 am)
There were two more kits that were born. There was a she-cat and a tom. They were very weak and most of the cats thought they wouldnt make it through the night. They did, but when it was morning, the two kits were even weaker. Here are their descriptions:
First kit:
Name: Sweetkit
Age: 1 night and 2 hours
Gender: She-cat
Pelt: Beautiful calico
Eyes: Pale blue
Condition: Very weak and sickly
Personality: Sweet, kind, smart, somtimes shy, friendly, helpful, and small. Perhaps one day a medicine cat.
Second kit:
Name: Mosskit
Age: 1 night and 5 hours
Gender: Tom
Pelt: Dark grey tabby
Eyes: Pale green
Condition: Weak and sickly, but not as weak and sickly as his sister
Personality: Strong, friendly, playful, good at fighting, good at hunting, loyal, and large. Perhaps one day could be leader of his clan.
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Silvermoon loved her kits more then anything now that one of them had died. She had cried all night beacuse of her dead kit. Leaf-bare was not far off and she hoped her other two kits would survive it. They could barley survive now. Rainpelt was sad, too. He had stayed with his beloved kits and mate all night. Silvermoon was very weak as well, and lost alot of blood. She would most likley survive, though.
(December 18, 2009 - 4:14 pm)
When Windflash came in to check on Silvermoon, the brown cat looked with dismay at the weak kits. Will they survive? She thought. (I WILL FINISH THIS LATER!!!)
(December 19, 2009 - 3:13 am)
The next morning, both kits were so weak, that everyone in the clan thought it was a miracle that they survived the night. Silvermoon was scareder then ever that her beloved kits would die. Rainpelt was worried, too. He visited them as often as he could. (I will finish later)
(December 19, 2009 - 4:48 pm)
A golden tabby she-cat with sapphire blue eyes ran through the forest, herbs in her jaws, pursued by badgers. She wasn't a medicine cat, but she longed to be one; StarClan spoke to her in dreams, and she knew every herb in the forest, and what it was used for. He kicked at a badger's nose. It winced and fell back in pain, but one badger slashed her leg. She hurried on and found a camp. Thank StarClan! Hopefully they will offer shelter and let me join! She ran on and called to Sparrowstar, "Help!"
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Name: Summerberry
Description: golden tabby she-cat with sapphire blue eyes; her left eye has a sliver of green
Gender: she-cat
Personality: Brave, kind, clever, loyal
PLEASE LET ME JOIN!!!!!
(December 19, 2009 - 7:11 pm)