PowerClans: The Rise of DarkClan

[Taylor☆Gang]

Gathering

Dawnstar looked over to her deputy and nodded. She yowled at the LeafClan cats and headed out, flicking her tail for her Clan to follow.

Jayscar was sitting beside Bloodstar, Snowclaw on the other side. The deputy was scared, but of what? Is she scared that she might let PowerClans down? That is a big responsibility, but she other cats to help her. Just mind your own buisiness Jayscar...and let her do what she wants She thought, glancing over at Snowclaw, then back.

Silverwind waited by Stripetail to leave the gathering. Her belly was swollen, its like she wold give birth in just a day! But that wouldn't happen She thought.

((MAJOR WB!!!! DX I jst remembered...Winterfur is still unconsios on the forest floor. But, if anybody has any ideas for me to Rp please tell meh! Any new chars I should make? What can I rp? Feel free to help! XD))

[willowsong12]

AirClan
Stripetail let his tail brush against Silverwinds side as he started walking,"I'm glad you are in the same clan as me. I'd still love you but it would be hard for me since I wouldn't be able to see you everyday." His amber eyes flashed over to her face as they glowed fiercely with love.

[Taylor☆Gang]

Silverwind purred and licked his cheek. "I know...It would pain me not to have you watch our kits grow up" She sighed, her eyes glowing.

[major tom]

((Whoa -- it's cold outside for once! Right now, it is currently forty degrees Fahrenheit. (Sorry if I misspelled that. . . I didn't feel like looking it up.) Early yesterday morning it was in the high thirties. ^-^ Of course, my sister, friend, and I slept outside in a tent. We had to all share a huge cot so as to avoid freezing to death. X'3 I got maybe four hours of sleep, then I went to an animal shelter for six hours to volunteer and spent most of my time cleaning out cat cages. I only got hissed at once, but many of them didn't seem to like my sister. . . Of course, I was thanked for my work by falling off of a stool while cleaning out a top cage (The jug of water my sister passed to me was heavier than I thought it would be and I lost my balance. I tried to grab for one of the bars, but my hand hit where two of the cages met instead.) I landed with my ankle underneath me; it received the brunt of my weight and was twisted on the tile floor. I didn't cry but got close to -- not because of the pain (Which makes me think dammit every time I move it. Turns out that I've got a sprain.), but due to my embarassment and exasperation at myself. Hobbling around on it all day, refusing to let my body get the better of me, didn't help. x.x" Anyway, I apologize for my long, spammy OOC -- let's get to the post. . .))

Gathering

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~Stormpaw~

At my barely uttered words, a grin that almost struck me as relieved drew the corners of his mouth into a wide, joyful looking thing that forced me to acknowledge my hunger. When I saw his smile, I realized how agonizingly starving I was. But the question standing was: Just what was I so hungry for? What did I lack most of all in this dark world, yet yearn for so absolutely? How did I get trapped in his eyes in the first place, anyway? I screeched these questions within the confines of my own mind; they reverberated and bouced against the inside of my skull, magnifying themselves and becoming louder with my racing heartbeat. They grew into gargantuan sizes in mere moments and should have occupied more space in the forefront of my mind, but instead they seemed to expand the space in which my thoughts swarmed. A large, empty place that was vast and remote in its stark plains of nothingness. Only a few objects were interesting enough to clamor for a visitor's attention, yet even then they were drab and shadowy and vague. A little ways in, however, writhed a whole new spectrum of emotions, musings, confusion. Well, not so much for the latter -- gradually, if barely so, clarity returned to me although it was accompanied by even more unfamiliar experiences. Within them screamed reluctance, nurtured desire, bred woe, entwined things that should never be together. Above it all burned a tiny flicker of flame that rippled due to a disturbance of some sorts. It nearly extinguished itself in the fray of all these emotions, yet somehow it didn't. Somehow the minuscule blaze survive every up and down that came so fiercely and quick in the my life that I found myself bobbing up and down in an immense sea of many different things. I was frightened by this new universe it seemed of such contrasting things, but I accepted it without a struggle. I was defenseless, vulnerable to anything and everything. I kept on expecting to break through this dream -- or was it a nightmare? -- and into the dim, cozy hollow in which I slept every night. If I did at all, of course. But my escape never presented itself, and I was awakening in an entirely different way. Or was it almost exactly the same? It was funny how a single moment could change the path of your life forever, if you willed it so. Although some things, many things, most things were out of your control, especially if it concerned your future. Less than a year of life taught me that.

Fear continued coursing throughout my being before Earthpaw's presence soothed the majority of it, then a fresh wave of uncertainty shattered any respite that I was briefly granted. I knew that I shouldn't have been feeling this way, should never had considered anything to do with the dark-furred tom before me. I was trapped like prey between his claws, yet I was under the pretense that he would never harm me. What a ridiculous thought to mull over when even now I was tossed between consuming desire and averse duty to follow the warrior code. The relatively short list of rules and limitations was one of the only things that barricaded my unexpected attraction to Earthpaw. Perhaps if I wasn't on the path to becoming a medicine cat, I would have already succumbed to my whims by now. If I acted as though I had never learned his name as well as the surprising way he could bend me to his will, I would remain firmly following that loveless path. I knew it was too late to change my direction, but who was to say that the EarthClan apprentice couldn't do it for me?

I finally registered that I had been regarding the possibility of breaking the warrior code with hardly a single interruption. Cognition rushed through my veins, which were singing with the tone of my accelerating pulse. Understanding that I would not be forgiven, not unless I gave up any notions or attempts to feed the appetite to join Earthpaw and make him a part of my life, however long that may last. My thoughts were yet again abolished by the quick stream of words that worked their way out of the young tom's mouth, "It's. It's. It's wonderful to meet you, Stormpaw," He seemed to be struggling just as much as I am, albeit not quite fighting it as much. I was tempted to do so as well, for my qualm was beginning to waver. . . Like his voice; his stutter pleased me in some way -- I pounced upon the pleasure, savoring the fleeting relief while I still could. Was it honestly as wonderful to be introduced to me as he claimed? We remained staring eye to eye consistently, and I lost myself in his yet again, although he withdrew slightly to eye me in my entirety. Not self-conscious in the least, I instead felt a pang of worry flash through me. Had I done something wrong? I withstood the temptation to step forward once more so that our noses were nearly touching, flooded with each other's scent. He suddenly became disoriented by the swift entrance of another cat whom I vaguely recognized to be from EarthClan, yet the muscular older tom's name escaped me. "Earthpaw, be ready to leave soon. I'd hate for you to be left behind." Came his low voice, steady and strong. Yes, he was definitely an EarthClan cat. . . Maybe they were related somehow, or perhaps they shared a mentor-apprentice relationship? I was reminded of my own mentor with a fearful jolt. What would she think if she discovered my sudden feelings for Earthpaw? I threw an uncertain glance in her direction and found her surveying me from a distance, surrounded by our fellow Clanmates. My breath was taken away once again and my brain went into overdrive; it was assaulted by another bombardment of questions that I ducked away from evasively. Was she angry? Sorrowful? Disappointed? I didn't know -- she was too far away for me to be sure. I could clearly view her sharp, amber eyes that were usually inquisitive, always piercing, though. They stood out radiently in the shadows cast by the great oak tree from which I had nearly tumbled to my death. I was unable to meet her gaze and stared at the ground yet again, finding it unbearable to even so much as glance at Earthpaw. My brief release from loneliness was obliterated.

Loneliness. That's what I had been so desperately trying to escape from. My hunger had been devoted to a way out from it, and Earthpaw's presence had provided sustenance for my voracious appetite. It was too late for me to absorb this or give it much thought, for the brown tabby cat had parted his jaws to speak, "See you next Gathering?" His voice was hopeful, yet laced with knowledge that he inevitably would me again. I shared the anticipation that such a small act would occur prior to that. The idea that I had to wait a moon to satisfy my hunger absolutely antagonized me. I nodded mutely, but decided that this simple gesture was not enough to express my feelings, even if only a few of them. "I hope so," I mewed, hoping that the trio of words would be enough for him to detect my alacrity of the possibility. I secretly wished that I could adjourn our first meeting -- the first of many? -- in a less formal manner, but the cry of my leader, Dawnstar, sliced through the night. My eyes flickered over to where LeafClan was departing from, into our territory, and I lashed my tail in a short farewell before bounding over to where my Clanmates were. I cast a longing glance over my shoulder to Earthpaw, detesting the growing distance between us as I took my place on the opposite side of the group as my mentor. I already had a budding suspcion of what my dreams would consist of tonight -- if I actually wasn't doing so at the moment. I still was not entirely convinced. . . Although I doubted that I would sleep later on at all.
((Hm. . . This surprised me. I was able to capture a bit of my muse again, so hopefully this isn't too bad. . . Don't worry, Tink -- you're pretty good at romance yourself, although I fail miserably at it. ._." Anyway, I rushed a bit at the end; hope nobody minds. . . Also, while I don't quite agree with your song choice for Icestar and Bloodstar, I think that Somebody Told Me by The Killers suits Earthpaw x Stormpaw quite well. Well, most of it, at least. . .))

((I scrapped this one really quick in ten minutes, because I forced myself to type up a quick reply in the little time that I had. I apologize for it being so short/unorganized, but I really need to get some rest. . . Four hours of sleep just doesn't cut it. x.x My muse went away and sent me a nice bout of writer's block in it's absence. Never mind. Forget this post existed; I don't like it very much at all. . . I can do much better; I'll type up a post in third person, since I'm a more comfortable with that one lately.))color]

[Arouria]

(Sorry some of the images are HUGE. I couden't make it smaller.. )

Name: Twilightkit
Gender: she-cat
Age: 4 moons
Clan: Ice
Rank: Kit
Mentor/Apprentice: To young
Kin: stormkit, Grasskit, Nettlekit
Mate: Ewww! Toms have cooties!
Kits:
Appearance: Sleek black fur with white flecs
With fur that looks like this:
Personality(Optional): To be Rped
History: just a normal Iceclan kit..at least for all you know...
Do you promise to follow the warrior code?:Ya!
Other:Cookies!

Name: Stormkit
Gender: Tom
Age: 4 moons
Clan: Ice
Rank: Kit
Mentor/Apprentice: To young
Kin: Twilightkit,(Sister) Grasskit(Sister, Nettlekit(Brother), Snowbird(Mom), Eagleclaw(Dad).
Mate: I'd jump into a bagers mouth first!
Kits: Make that a FOXES mouth!
Appearance:
Personality(Optional): will rp
History: He hasen't had enof time to have a very good history :3
Do you promise to follow the warrior code?:Ya!

Name:Grasskit
Gender: She-cat
Age: 4 moons
Clan: Ice
Rank: Kit
Mentor/Apprentice: to young
Kin: Twilightkit, Stormkit, nettlekit, Snowbird, Eagleclaw
Mate:
Kits:
Appearance:
Personality(Optional):
History: Will Rp out
Do you promise to follow the warrior code?: Ya
Other:cookies

Name: Nettlekit
Gender:Tom
Age: 4 moons
Clan: Ice
Rank: kit
Mentor/Apprentice: to young
Kin: Twillightkit, Stormkit,Grasskit, Snowbird, Eagleclaw
Mate: Ick
Kits: Thats nasty
Appearance:
Personality(Optional): to be Rped
History: .....
Do you promise to follow the warrior code?: Err Maybe depends on my mood
Other:Cookies are for weeklings! Mwa ha ha haaa!!!


Name: Moonkit
Gender: She cat
Age: 5 moons
Clan: Ice
Rank: Kit
Mentor/Apprentice: To young
Kin: Thunderkit, Lightnigkit, Jumpkit, Riverkit
Mate: Ick
Kits: Dubble Ick
Appearance:
Personality(Optional): To be Rped
History: Also to be Rped
Do you promise to follow the warrior code?: yep
Other:Nettlekit told me Cookies are for weeklings....


Name: Thunderkit
Gender: Tom
Age: 5 moons
Clan: ice
Rank: Kit
Mentor/Apprentice: To young
Kin: Moonkit, Lightningkit,Jumpkit, Riverkit
Mate: ick
Kits: Ick
Appearance:
Personality(Optional): To be Rped
History: ..
Do you promise to follow the warrior code?: Yes
Other:Cookies

Name: Lightningkit
Gender: She-cat
Age: 5 moons
Clan: Ice
Rank: Kit
Mentor/Apprentice: To young
Kin: Moonkit, Junpkit, Thunderkit, Riverkit.
Mate: Ick
Kits: icky
Appearance:
Personality(Optional): to be Rped
History: ...
Do you promise to follow the warrior code?: Yep!
Other:Cookies!!!!

Name: Jumpkit
Gender:She-cat
Age: 5 moons
Clan: Ice
Rank: Kit
Mentor/Apprentice: to young
Kin: Moonkit, Lightningkit, Thunderkit, Riverkit
Mate: XP
Kits: Icky....
Appearance:
Personality(Optional): To be RPed
History: ......
Do you promise to follow the warrior code?: Yes
Other:Cookies!!!!!


Name: Riverkit
Gender: Tom
Age:5 moons
Clan: Ice
Rank: Kit
Mentor/Apprentice: To young
Kin: Moonkit,Lightningkit,Thunderkit,Jumpkit,Vinefur,Falconeye.
Mate: XP
Kits: XP
Appearance:
Personality(Optional): To be Rped
History: ....
Do you promise to follow the warrior code?:Yes
Other:Cookies

[FairyoftheFlames]

((It's my turn to add a bunch of cats!! But first, I'll Post... Hey, Tink? What are we suppose to do if someone quits the RP and has a chosen cat? Because someone with Sunclan kits left, I noticed because their cats are gone. I went to the pound while it was open, and found SPIDERLEG! I adopted him... :3))

Airclan
"Nope! I just wanted to see how you were." Gracepaw smiled at her fellow apprentice. "I didn't see you very much during the gathering, where were you?"

Graypaw smiled a little at Flowerpaw's stutter. "Y-you weren't called as a ch-chosen cat, were you?" He didn't want her to risk having any of his friends hurt, and he did like talking to her. He didn't really like her in the way Ashpaw was trying to force upon him yet, but he still didn't want her facing Darkclan. Because that would mean certain death.

Waterclan
Cloudfur watched her with wide eyes as she tripped, and started bawling. "What's wrong?" What did he say? He just asked about her mate. Had something bad happened to him? He looked into her sad green eyes, and wanted to comfort her, but didn't know how.

Gathering
Yellowthorn followed Dawnstar carefully. He was a very brief-spoken cat, and was pleased with his leader. He cared about her greatly, and would give his life for her without a second thought. Perhaps it was this loyalty that led him to become deputy.

Leafclan (camp)
The elders were still awake, listening, waiting for their clan to return. Halfear wasn't up to joining them at the Gathering that moon, Tortoisepelt was too scared to leave camp, and Tigerstripe's legs felt stiff, and he wasn't up to walking all the way to Centertree and back.

Tigerstripe again wondered why he hadn't died in battle, like most of his former clanmates. Somehow, he'd managed to persevere to an elder age, and could no longer serve his clan. He felt like a bother, like he should have died honorably, serving his clan to his last breath, instead of eating prey and getting fat. He wasn't really getting fat, but he wasn't able to do anything, because his tired, broken body wouldn't let him.

So he was stuck listening to Tortoisepelt ramble of the terror of Darkclan, and Halfear's "Back in my day" comments that he'd tell anyone and everyone who stayed long enough to listen. He felt like he didn't belong there, that if he was thirty moons younger, he could be fighting Darkclan. He rolled on his side, wincing slightly, as he watched Tortoisepelt begin to bicker with his half-deaf friend.

"How dare you think that Darkclan's not a threat. It most certainly is! Did you hear about the Sunclan attack! I heard that kits died in that battle, kits!"

"Back in my day, it was often that kits died when rogues attacked. That's just the way things were." Halfear sighed, twitching his good ear.

"Oh, 'Back in your day!' Back in your day, I was OLDER than you. I think I remember it better than you do." Tortoisepelt had a slight hiss.

"Will you please stop bickering?" Tigerstripe said calmly. "I think our clan is coming..."

The two arguing elders turned and walked out of the den, excitement filling their scents. Tigerstripe stayed in his den. He wasn't going to waste his energy for his trek tomorrow on hearing affairs that probably wouldn't matter to him in a couple of gatherings later.

((I need to get my post in! I'm sorry, but I'm working on posting this, it's just not easy... I'm almost done. I'll edit this post when I'm done.))

[Arouria]

AirClan

"Err.. Umm.. I was making dirt." Lied Smoothpaw. "I think it was that last mouse I ate before we left camp. Then I went and talked to my mentor." Smoothpaw didn't like lying to Gracepaw but he wasn't about to let the whole secret-battle-thing slip.

"I wasn't chosen. I'm glad too. I mean, a lot of those cats chosen won't come back." Replied Flowerpaw. "I hope Shinelight comes back. If not, poor Smoothpaw might shrivel up and die. He's really into his warrior training you know. He probably won't like training with another mentor while she's gone off fighting Darkclan either."She ended. She decided she was being ridiculous with this whole crush thing. Who on earth would like someone thats constently hovering over their shoulder and drooling all over them. She decided she just wanted to be freinds with Graypaw for now. Friends. She thought. She liked that. She pushed her crush into the very back of her mind till it was almost compleatly gone.


Iceclan

Eagleclaw bounded up next to his brother, Falconeye. He was glad to be going home. He wanted to check on Snowbird and the kits. He still couldn't believe he was a father. It was the best feeling in the world, and even better, his brother's mate Vinefur had given birth just a month before. All of the kits seemed to like to play together happily.

(Sorry, I have major WB)

[catdoq]

Silvertail shifted her paws uncomfortably, shifting her mind back towards the gathering. She tryed to find the actual meaning in her words, WAS it a message from StarClan TRULY? Were we chose selfishly? She sighed and shook the thoughts to the back of her head and continued walking.

[Tinkpetz]

(I hope your ankle feels better, Rose! I think I would do the same thing. Walk around anyway. x3 Why did you delete the Bloodstar post? D= It was awesome, and I hadn't replied yet...
Yeah, I wasn't sure what to do about that, either, Fairy. I just put Melodykit in the place of the inactive kit that I deleted. Yes, I know I'm just giving myself more chosen cats, but I didn't know what else to do. I wanted more kits to be chosen cats, so I just picked one. And I didn't trust Sunny with another chosen cat. x3 I would have been playing it anyway.
Erm, I noticed a couple of wierd things in posts as I was reading and I just wanted to check with you guys. In RP time, only about a week has passed. Stripetail and Silverwind didn't become mates until a couple of days ago in RP time, so if she was pregnant, she would not know yet. ((Unless they were mates from a few moons ago.)) It takes three moons of pregnancy before kits are born, so keep that in mind, Shadow. Also, just a small thing, but if your kits are 4 moons old, Cookie, they would not have been born 1 month ago. Just checking! ^-^
I'm really tired today. v.v" I'm supposed to go sing a song for a church activity and my voice doesn't want to cooperate. It must be too cold and dry outside! *cough cough* I think I'm coming down with something again... x.x)

Gathering

Dawnstar yowled for the LeafClan cats to leave. Heathersong looked back at Stormpaw and her new friend only to see Stormpaw walking away and the tom nowhere in sight. Her lips curved downward in a slight frown, especially when her apprentice padded to the other side of the group. Hiding something, are we? There was nothing to be ashamed about. Making friends was a good thing, especially for someone as eternally lonely as Stormpaw. Unless... No. She wouldn't let herself even think of it. But it was too late. The seed had been planted, and it would continue to grow hidden in the darkness of Heathersong's mind. Hidden back where she might not see it. At least until it grew too big to hide anymore. And it would never stop growing.

Earthpaw smiled at Stormpaw as she padded away to her departing clan. "I hope so," she had said. "I hope so, too," he whispered to himself as her gray tail swished one last time. Then she was gone, disappeared from his line of sight. As the tabby tom padded towards his waiting leader, all he could think about was Stormpaw. Her stormy blue eyes were still visible when he closed his eyes. Her beautiful gray form was etched onto the inside of his eyelids. He could only pray to StarClan that it would stay that way forever.

WaterClan

Silverleaf sniffled and covered her face with a light gray paw. "I'm sorry," she murmured, taking a deep breath to supress further tears. "I-I don't know what came over me." She stared down at the soft grass beneath her feet, watching as it sprang back to its original vertical position. Too many emotions. It was like she was a moody apprentice again, unsure what to do with herself. Silverleaf was frozen, not daring to move as the post-sob-nostalgia crept over her. It numbed her, and it was almost nice.

[catdoq]

((Is WaterClan back at camp?))