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Moons ago, the five warrior clans, ThunderClan, WindClan, RiverClan, ShadowClan, and SkyClan were destroyed by a massive storm. A tornado tore through the territories, and a massive forest fire ran through ThunderClan. The cats who were able to escape alive fled. With the remaining cats, StarClan contacted many warriors, even kittypets, to create new clans. If their plan failed, the warrior code may just be lost forever.
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ki-neko animura wrote:Username: Ki-neko animura
Name: Silentstep
Gender: Female
Age: 30 moons
Rank: warrior
Clan: Dawnclan - Forum/viewtopic.php?f=103&t=4106886&hilit=Dawnclan
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βI was once told that emotions made us who we are. That what we love and hate are the things that can mold us. Well young ones, let me tell you a story of the biggest heartbreak of my life.β The cream she-cat spoke as the kits clambered to listen to her.
When I was younger I was nothing more than a pet. A cute distraction for the two-legs and their hairless kits. It was nice at first my siblings and I played as mother and father watched our antics. But slowly our antics began to annoy the two legs. They did not appreciate the claw marks that marked my siblings and Iβs territory. They would get very stern at us and one of them would even get very scary looking!
As we grew Mother and father tried to teach us where we could scratch most of us got it, but I was stubborn and continued to claw up many things especially since I had a place to hide that the scary one couldnβt get to! But one night as my siblings and I slept we were taken, places into a crate and a monster carried us away.
We were carried into a bright white room and one by one each was taken. I could feel my heart pounding for what felt like hours. I was the last and so far none of my siblings returned, out of fear I lashed out. I bit and clawed and hissed. I didnβt want to be close to these two legs anymore and the lack of scent they brought with them. As one two leg grabbed me I felt a sharp jab into my body and it went dark.
I awoke later... I didnβt know how much time had passed but my paws were in pain. I couldnβt walk or even lick them but it didnβt take long to realize why. My claws had been taken from me. I could feel it deep down, the sharp talons were gone as was a piece of my heart. I was devastated, my claws were who I was. They allowed me to climb, fight, and do so much more. But now... I am all but useless it feels. I can not protect myself like a normal cat, like each of you will one day be able to do.
It took months to pull myself out of the stupor the theft left me in. Even to this day I can sometimes feel a phantom pull as I try to unsheathe non-existent claws.
Silentstep finished her story, the young kits mesmerized my it as she looked between them. For emphasis she raised a single paw and flexed, showing a cats greatest weapon missing.
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