((Waiting for cuzzy to respond to other stuff... Oh, Tink? Your signature with the mosquito and Smiley time with Fairy was epic. But you should have done the triclops that needed big sunglasses to cover its third eye. B) haha! You made me bust a gut. And yay! Lily! Oh wait... Jaggedpaw's going to be fun. He'll hate it. Maybe I should make a Marc? Oh wait, he's a human mesh between Raventalon and Ashpaw. At least, right now in 86,400 he is. He's a little more nice as things go on.
You're watching Ouran? Ahh! not good... not good... Maybe. I don't know... My two favorites are Kaoru (The cute good twin that you don't get to see the good side of him until episodes 16+, my profile pic) and Mori (the tall brown-haired guy that no one else notices, my old profile pic.)))
((P.S. Willow, thank you for the compliment!

I'm glad you like the way I write! My posts take a few hours usually... which is a downside.))
GatheringWhisperpaw. Those eyes had a name. "Great!" Ashpaw said, not wavering in his somewhat chipper voice. "I didn't get picked as a chosen cat, but I guess that's okay. My sister did though. Did you get picked?" He knew she didn't, and he actually did want to be picked. Out of all of his littermates, Gracepaw would have been the last he would have picked to save the world, the first being himself. Even Graypaw would be a better choice. But, who was he to question Starclan?
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Birchpaw saw her sister among the various Airclan cats. Graypaw was sulking a ways off, but she wasn't going to question him. "Hey, Gracepaw? Are you sure that you should be doing this?" Gracepaw hadn't been trained for anything like this. If only she had been picked. Rockclan cats were known for super strength, right?
"Really. It's almost like everyone doesn't want me to be chosen. I have no say in this!" Gracepaw took a deep breath. "Okay, I'm sorry. But Starclan picked me, so I have to. I promise that I'll help heal the real fighters. Either that or take care of the kits coming around..."
Starclan. Again. Birchpaw sighed, face down to her paws. "You still believe that fairytale..." She muttered to herself.
"What?" Gracepaw said, oblivious to her sister's lack of faith.
"Nothing." Birchpaw looked up, and a kit-like impish glint struck her eyes. She licked her little sister's forehead, and the Airclan medicine cat apprentice shrunk back, her ears folded back behind.
"What was that for?" Gracepaw said.
"Just, don't die. Okay?" Birchpaw started to walk off.
"I won't!" Gracepaw said, confidence brimming in her voice.
"I wish life was that simple..." Birchpaw whispered as she walked away.
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Graypaw pawed his older sister's tail, which lead Birchpaw to turn with a questioning gaze. She relaxed a little when she saw him. "What is it?"
"You a-and I need to st-stop Gracepaw. I can't let h-her die." Graypaw said, determined.
"That's really sweet, but we have to hope that she isn't going to kill herself out there. She's smart. She'll stay out of fighting. I don't know what I can do to help, I just talked to her." Birchpaw watched Graypaw. He had never seemed that motivated to do anything in his life. Not that he was lazy, but he was much more flowing like the breeze like this.
At least she listened to me, Graypaw thought, giving a sideways glance at Ashpaw, who was busy talking with a she-cat(Whisperpaw). Typical. "I h-hope you're right."
"Besides, since it's the will of Starclan..." Birchpaw nearly spat the last word, but kept her composure. "Maybe we should just let it be."
"I guess y-your right." Graypaw walked away, a little bit less sad.
"Unbelieveable." Birchpaw muttered to herself. Unlike Ashpaw, she wasn't one to hide who she was inside, and as such, she couldn't hide her annoyance. She walked over to the Rockclan cats, ears flicking back.
Fireclan"I hope they come soon," Mothpaw looked at her paws, dazing herself again to the dazzling tom of her daydreams. Ahh... Ashpaw. Give her a moment of silence, and her thoughts would go back to her world. That grey fur, those beautiful eyes, that charming smile. He was perfectly brilliant, inside and out. It was strange to think he went to Fireclan instead of Sunclan, because his brilliant luster made him worthy of light powers.
((If you only knew, Mothpaw. If you only knew... Gahhh she's so sappy. x.x Waiting for Tink!))