Cats of the country and Mountains; (Invite only)

[Alpha*]

Sun flicks his ears, and winces upon the lifting of his head, "Later Water, later." is the soft answer given. Then, the golden tom lays his head on his paws, "They are not MY Clan to lead, if anyone is the leader, it is Fallen, he... I am not a leader." green eyes are filled with his pain and worry so he averts them from the fighting.

Fell had stopped, long enough to kill a very fat, and young, rabbit before he heads for the cave. And while hunger claws at him, others must be fed first. This was his way. He appears at the cave enerance, shadow distorted by the heavy kill - why does his brother like hunting? He only finds hunger. The kill drops from his powerful jaws, "What is going on here everyone?" blue eyes blaze with anger, "Please, we cannot fight, the Tribe, no offence intended Water, Flicker, wants us dead and unless we stick together we will be." his nose twitches, "Is that .. horsetail? Please, don't touch me with it." he scoots back a few steps, seeming to dance, more mist than cat. "We all need to speak of what to do. And believe it or not, but..I..dont think I am meant to lead Sun, all of you.. know.. what I am, and what I do... however, The Teller of Pointed Stones thinks I do lead you all."

[bluecollie]

Water followed the scent. She saw the rabbit. She slowly crept forward, one paw in front of the other. She leaped, hissing in annoyance, as it bolted down a hole that had been hidden. She spat again. And returned up the rock face. Before slumping down. Her belly growling, on her moss nest. Horsetail filled her mind, as the scent filled her nose. Her ribs were showingthrough her ragged pelt, she was sure of that. But she was so tired... so tired.

Shatter shrugged at the tom, and began chewing up the horsetail and began rubbing it onto Suns wounds. "Is that better?" She mewed. When Water appeared she shrugged, and rasped "Bad luck"

[ghostie..]

Fawn bristled slightly, looking away. She spoke no words but anger welled up in the small she cat. Once again, her duty had been taken. Once again, she was useless. Her brown eyes moved to fallen and a small smile appears on her muzzle - a fake one, but a smile never the less - "You're right about us needing to stick together, Fallen. But I need to go collect herbs.... Otherwise your brother will not heal and he will be in pain with movement." She mews gently.

Flicker blinks at her insult. What had he done? He watches Water leave and shrugs slightly, huffing. He promised himself to never deal with she-cats, as they always seemed to bring trouble and scorn with them. A slight shrug of his shoulders as the medicine one speaks. "I'd go with her. The kit-mother needs to be with the kits, and not worry about the affairs of others as she is not yet known. The medicine one - Fawn? - does not know the area, and I may be able to help with finding herbs." Flicker suggests, tail swishing in the sand.

[bluecollie]

Water was bristling still with rage at Flickers tone. Who was he to boss her around? She would do exactly the opposite! She began to lick her ragged pelt with slow, rasping movements. Her rage bubbled inside her. Threatening to spill. He wasn't even part of the clan! Why did no one chase him off!? She sat in the shadows, watching with narrowed eyes that veiled suspicion. What was he playing at?

Shatter blinked at Fawn, and looked atFlicker and padded up to the shecat. "Im sorry, i just scented it, i didnt think... im not trying to take over your role!" She rassped, her pale blue eyes wide. But one of them seemed paler than the other, a film of white clouding it. Tar specked its iris.

[Alpha*]

Sun nods slowly, "Yes, thank you, it does." his nose twitches at the smell of rabbit, but he is not hungry. A yawn and the golden tom falls asleep.

Fallen flicks his tail-tip in irritation, "Wait, now, everyone who is Able to catch prey come and sit down. We need to meet and speak now, the Tribe is expecting us at Dawn. We shall eat while we share toungs and all will work out." with effort his claws are shiethed, tail over his paws and he takes a deep breath. "The she-cats eat first," for he has not missed the others' hunger. "Then the toms, I will eat last. Now, we need to talk and this Fighting needs to stop. Now." the tones are soft yet somehow still command attention.

[bluecollie]

Water snorted in irony at his mentioning of stopping the fighting. "Were all just rouges arent we? We need a order, leader, deputy, isnt that what they call the cats in a clan, who are in charge?" She mewed. Blue eyes glowing with annoyance.

[Alpha*]

Fell half pins his fair ears, eyes narrowing a fraction as he surpresses irritation; "I have never been a Clan cat, however," a pause. Could he go down this road? It always leads to destruction these paths. "When I was a kit, there was a tom who once had lived in a Clan, his name was Ravenpaw, such a strange name. However, he made sure for me to eat, even in winter, so I could feed the hounds who had first saved me." a pause again, Oh how he wishes to keep his past as his own! Fallen swallows and speaks once more, "He told me storries and from what I remember you are correct. Fawn would be called a Medicine Cat, Shatter as a Queen, the kits.. would have their names end in kit, a young cats name ends in 'paw' and an adult who had no specific rank, a Warrior with variations to the ending.. the leader ended in Star. " a clearing of his deep throat. "Yes, we are rouges, but.. we can be more. We do not have to be alone. We could create a Clan, and name it something, I remember a story of a Clan called RiverClan and WindClan.. Ravenpaw said he came from one called a ThunderClan.. there was another.. i do not remember it.."

[ghostie..]

"Shadowclan." Flicker mewed, his gaze flickering upwards. When the clans had moved through the mountains, his parents had stayed with the tribe. He would have been a Shadowclan cat if his parents had stayed with the group, and he knew many - including Water - detested him for it. "Each clan had a talent, a skill that they shared. Riverclan could swim, Windclan were the fastest, Thunderclan was home of the brave and Shadowclan... well, they were cunning." Flicker mews, sitting to the left of Fallen. The cat had earned his trust and respect. "But the she-cat is right, we need a Leader. Order, and ranks."

Fawn blinked, interested at the conversation and offered a small smile at Shatter, fading when she noticed the she-cat's eye. She'd have to inspect it after the meeting. Affectionately rubbing her head against the she-cat's side, she purred. "No ill will is held, Shatter." She reassures before settling on her belly, listening to the tom's talk and nodding slightly when she was refereed as a medicine cat.

Bane walked into the den, the feeling of numbness inside him welling in his chest as he slipped past the others. Laying down, he only partly listened to the cat's speak. Only when Fallen mentioned names did he look up. "We should become a clan. I have had enough of death, claw, and tooth. We are a group now, a family, it's time we start to act like one. Names, ranks, and... our Clan... may be needed to help us with this." He adds now, his voice above a whisper. "No more death will be caused at our claws unless necessary."

[bluecollie]

Water sat up straight, eyes shining."I remeber the tales that my mother told me of the clan cats who traveled through the mountains!! The other was Shadowclan!" She mewed, forgetting her temper. "Fallen could be our leader! We could be mountainclan!" She purred, joking the made up name. Her eyes glowed with warmth as she circled Fallen, tail twitching impatiently.

Shatter looked up. Ravenpaw... her father. She shook her head. Not any more. She lay down around the kits allowing them to suckle again. She looked up. "We would need warrior names" She pointed out. When Bane appeared. Her blue eyes widened, but she looed away, and simply said. "There are more of you?"

Dew, the little gray tom kit. Looked up and mewed. His blue eyes blinked open. They looked just like Vanillas had.

[Alpha*]

Raw fear crosses his features at the joke, the terror lingers in phantome eyes like his rage so many times before. Shoulders tense, his pale pelt bristles, "I am not meant to lead anyone. I'm a killer. I killed Rav-- " he clears his throat again, " I did ok? I killed them. Don't ask this of.. of me. I'm not worthy, I'm not safe..I'm not..sane." Fallen forces his eyes onto them again as that eerie light fades from them, "I could kill you, all of you. You have.. you have to know what I am before you call me as this.. leader." then, a soft bark of laughter," FallenStar doesn't even sound good."

A shuttering breath. Too close. He had come to the edge. "Flicker, Shatter, Sun, Fawn, Welcome back Bane, Sylvard, if you want me to do this, I will, just.. dont expect it to be for long, I came here.. following a war-path, a path of blood and tears and hate, but i will turn it into something else, i will do as you ask.. but..you all have to be sure." and why was Water circling him? It just makes him want to run.