<.:Flameclan & Mistclan:.> V.2 - Semi-lit

[{Bubbles}]

A s h c l a w
---------Flameclan----------
----------Clan Meeting, calm----------
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Ashclaw looked over at Lightningstar with a curious gaze takeing a seat next to Hailpaw. I wonder what Lightingstar is going to anounce.. He thought to himself glacning back at his young apprentice who had done well that day. His gaze then looked at the apprentice next to him. He looked away knowing that Pearlpaw would make lots of friends in the clan with her endless energy. His gaze finally fell back on the clan leader.

~Sorry WB..~

[darĸнowl]

.: L I G H T H E A R T :.

-MISTCLAN-

♒ { A little excited, Thoughtful } ♒

"Though heavily we bled
Still on we crawl
Try to catch a cannonball.
And a slowly burning tide (oh)
Through my veins is flowing.
From my shipwreck I heard her call
And she sang

When you're tired of aiming your arrows,
Still you never hit the mark
And even if your aims are shadows
Still we're never gonna part

Come on baby don't let it break your heart"

The beautiful snowy she-cat nodded slowly, looking at Hawkfeather's face as he spoke, understanding his grief. She padded along as her soft paws hardly made any sounds and blinked her blue eyes; so dark now in the clear, warm twilight that they looked black. "I do know. Featherstorm was such a good warrior. An excellent deputy. We all miss her dearly; I'm still in denial that she'd died right in front of me..." Lightheart sighed as she trailed off. "Cloverstar was so close to her. She thinks as leader that sh e may be able to hide her grief but I can tell how much she's hurting; I'm her medicine cat, after all." She looked down at the ground. I'm sorry Featherstorm. I couldn't save you... no matter how hard I tried. She'd lost too much blood way before Lightheart even got to her. It was that stupid battle. Mistclan and Flameclan had always had some sort of grudge against each other; Lightheart didn't understand why. She thought it was ridiculously stupid. But Moonshade and Lightheart were from Stoneclan at first; though they came her as kits. Still, the young medicine cat thought she'd never get past the stupidity of their quarrels.
"Yes. And Featherstorm's with him. They're finally at peace with our ancestors after all the things they did for both their clans." She was at least happy at that. She blinked her eerie eyes and looked back up brightly. "Ah." The Moonpool. The only place she actually felt safe - strange because most other cats hated the strange sensation of mystery and unfamiliarity in the ancient cave hidden by the blanket of water concealing it from view behind the waterfall. She smiled at Hawkfeather and said gently, "Why don't we both go. It can fit a lot more bodies than two anyway, right?"
The Mistclan medicine cat padded along the white shores, trotting up along the side of the river bubbling from the water. She slipped through the small space between the black, rocky walls and water, following the trail of sand leading to the cave behind the water.
Lightheart sighed softly, looking around after shaking out her pelt, feeling a few drops dripping onto her pelt. She sat down near the Pool's edge, wrapping her slender, white tail around her paws neatly as she waited for Hawkfeather.

.: M O O N S H A D E :.

-MISTCLAN-

♒ { Concentrated, Happy } ♒

"The stars, the moon, they have all been blown out
You left me in the dark
No dawn, no day, I'm always in this twilight
In the shadow of your heart

And in the dark, I can hear your heartbeat
I tried to find the sound
But then it stopped and I was in the darkness
So darkness I became"

The beautiful, dark she-cat turned back a little to catch a glimpse of her young apprentice slinking away energetically. She smiled and continued prowling through the undergrowth, in search of some prey anywhere near here. She hoped Squallpaw would find at least a couple small things to catch. Moonshade paused all of a sudden. Mouse! A mouse all the way here? So close to the river? Today was her lucky day. She glanced at the sky quickly and saw that the baby blue expanse overtop the world was quickly turning from pink to orange and then to red. The sun was setting and she needed to catch something soon.
Moonshade flicked one ear, spotting the little dusky brown rodent almost instantly. Her ominous, dark blue eyes glittered with anticipation. Quickly and quietly, the dark grey warrior crept forward, making sure her soft paws didn't rustle any forest debris. Once she was certain she was close enough, the young hunter waggled her haunches, keeping low, and felt her claws unsheathing automatically. She leaped silently, startling the creature. The mouse attempted escape, but she was faster. Moonshade killed it swiftly and stood up, smiling with satisfaction. Her mysterious, pretty face was highlighted to a kind of indigo and grey, the red burning against her dark pelt in a strange, but beautiful way.
Moonshade was a gorgeous she-cat; she just had no clue of it and didn't care for looks. The young Mistclan warrior buried her kill quickly and continued along the tree-line, finding a robin foolishly resting on the ground near where she'd caught her mouse, and a water vole closer to shore. She sighed with contentment and trotted back to the spot she'd split with Squallpaw; picking up her mouse on her way. The fresh-kill hung from her strong jaws as she padded along and she laid them all gently at her side as she sat down and wrapped her soft tail around her paws neatly. The dark tabby she-cat waited patiently for her apprentice to return with his own kill, and she started grooming her smokey chest-fur, smoothing it down with perfection.

(( I think Im just going to make a new post for Moonshade. TS for her since Rancid has suddenly poofed. Im going to PM them, just in case to see what's going on since I've been waiting for a Squallpaw post for about two weeks..
@Wolves - friendly bump :3 Just letting u know. Sorry if I seem like a pain, everyone. I just don't want this to die like the first thread. ))

[lunar-lynx]

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♦ MistClan • Leader • Looks • Female • 28 Moons; 9 Lives ♦

The MistClan leader pushed through the lichen hanging across the entrance to her den and padded slowly into the the clearing. She cast a mournful look towards the center of the camp at the body of Featherstorm, her former deputy and closest friend. Cloverstar's tail hung limply behind her, tracing a line in the dirt as she walked towards the HighRock to announce who the new deputy would be. Her claws scraped against the hard stone as she leaped up onto the boulder and stepped forward. After quietly surveying the camp, she raised her voice to give the customary yowl. "Let all cats old enough to catch their own prey gather for a Clan meeting." Cloverstar allowed her claws to slide out and back into the sheathes of her white paws repeatedly out of her own agitation as her clanmates found places to sit in the clearing below the HighRock. She kept her chin up though, attempting to remain strong in the eyes her Clan. She couldn't allow them to see how much Featherstorm's death was affecting her inside. Once everyone had gathered, she raised her voice to speak again. "I say these words before the body of Featherstorm, so that her spirit may hear and approve my choice. Wolfheart will be the new deputy of MistClan."

ƜѲ˩ҒĦЄΔЯƬ
♦ MistClan • Warrior • Looks • Male • 28 Moons • Apprentice: Silentpaw ♦


{{@.Rancid. - I'm just gonna go ahead and skip ahead since I need him to be here to become the deputy :3}}

Wolfheart flicked his tail from side to side as he stared at the body of his sister's friend laying in the clearing. Though she wouldn't show it, not in front of the Clan, he knew how much this loss was tearing Cloverstar apart inside. The tom tore his gaze away as Cloverstar called out for the cats to gather. He padded forward with his tail still twitching and found a place to seat himself towards the edge of the group. He looked up at his sister. She was doing a poor job of concealing her emotions. Though he knew most of the Clan probably couldn't tell her relaxed attitude was just a front, Wolfheart knew her better than most. They were littermates, how could he not? He could tell by the way her tail twitched, the way her muscles were tensed, and how her hazel eyes were somewhat clouded. He gave a soft sigh, wishing he could help her get through this but there wasn't much he could do for her. Wolfheart shook out his fur and focused his attention on what his sister was going to say. Probably appointing the new deputy. I wonder who she decided on. Cloverstar began to speak and once she'd said his name, he froze for a moment. Wait.. what? He blinked a few times before allowing a small smile to appear on his muzzle. Wolfheart looked around as his clanmates began to chant his name before looking back up at his sister once more. "MistClan, Clolverstar, I'm truly honored by this.. I promise to do my very best. I won't disappoint you." A purr rose in his chest that soon died as Featherstrom's form outlined in the moonlight caught his eye. If only this had happened at a happier time..

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♦ FlameClan • Warrior • Looks • Female • 23 Moons • Apprentice: Hailpaw ♦

Minnowsong lay in the camp clearing with her head resting on her paws. She opened her jaws as a large yawn escaped her. She blinked her sleepy eyes once before deciding she needed to go her nest before she passed out in the clearing. She had been hunting most of the day and though the pile was now practically overflowing thanks to her, she was completely beat. The she-cat gave a quiet groan as she pulled herself to her paws. Minnowsong padded sleepily towards the warriors den and pushed inside. Careful not to bump into any of the sleeping forms of her clanmates, she walked through the cats until she stood before her own nest. She plopped into it and curled up immediately, too tired to care about getting super comfortable. Being that tired made her seem comfortable enough anyways. No more than a couple of minutes later, Minnowsong's slow breathing indicated she was fast alseep.

{{Quoting this in case anyone wanted to interact with them or whatever.. I'm not sure what else to do with them right now ^^"}}

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♦ FlameClan • Medicine Cat • Looks • Male • 28 Moons • Apprentice: Tidalpaw ♦

Hawkfeather chuckled lightly. "Yes, there is. But that's not what I meant." He raised the corners of his mouth in a small smile. He started to speak again as she walked past him and the tom turned to follow her. "What I meant was do you want to lead the way in or shall I, which I see you've chosen to do." Hawkfeather's paws treaded lightly on the sandy pathway as he slipped through the entrance close behind Lightheart. He gazed around the cave for a moment before walking forward to sit at the edge of the pool next to the MistClan medicine cat. He looked up at the moon through the opening above the water. "Almost time."

{{Sorry it's so short... Half asleep here Lol}}

[darĸнowl]

.: L I G H T H E A R T :.

-MISTCLAN-

♒ { Happy, Thoughtful, Curious } ♒

"Though heavily we bled
Still on we crawl
Try to catch a cannonball.
And a slowly burning tide (oh)
Through my veins is flowing.
From my shipwreck I heard her call
And she sang

When you're tired of aiming your arrows,
Still you never hit the mark
And even if your aims are shadows
Still we're never gonna part

Come on baby don't let it break your heart"

Lightheart pricked her ears, listening to him and smirked mischievously when he reappeared next to her; amused at his comment. When he was looking up through the hole in the cave ceiling, she didn't gaze at the stars with him just yet. Instead, the snowy-white she-cat glanced at him. She regarded the light ginger patches on his white pelt and her enchantingly dark gaze traveled to his face. Lightheart had always thought him handsome, she just didn't show it or cared much about that sort of thing to think of all the time. She smiled faintly. Ever since the time she'd started out as a medicine cat apprentice, Lightheart had known him. They were apprentices at the same time in separate clans, and now full medicine cats with their own apprentices to guide and teach. Though they didn't even live together, Lightheart considered Hawkfeather as one of her close friends. Medicine cats did not usually express any distrust with one another the way regular warriors and apprentices do, for they neither fight or try to keep their distance from each other. They were around the same age... though Lightheart was certain Hawkfeather was definitely a couple moons older than she. He was a trustworthy friend. One of the only cats she always felt happier around and felt relieved from too many responsibilities on her shoulders.
She looked up after a few moments, hoping he hadn't caught her glance and stared up at the silver moon. She instantly thought of her sister now. She could make out the dark side of the moon, the sort of black-on-black effect in the sky that always sent shivers up her spine. The moon. So far away and so beautiful. But so frighteningly powerful, too. All those features reminded Lightheart of Moonshade, for that was the entire concept that made their mother decide to name her dark she-kit Moonkit. She blinked, nodding in response to his statement and looked back down, staring into the deep blue waters for a second before tracing the pure white fur on her chest with her pink tongue, smoothing it down. Her head bobbed up and and down rhythmically and her slender, graceful body gathered together perfectly as she sat with her tail curled around still. "Nearly," she murmured between a few strokes.

.: M O O N S H A D E :.

-MISTCLAN-

♒ { Mysterious } ♒

"The stars, the moon, they have all been blown out
You left me in the dark
No dawn, no day, I'm always in this twilight
In the shadow of your heart

And in the dark, I can hear your heartbeat
I tried to find the sound
But then it stopped and I was in the darkness
So darkness I became"

Moonshade had trotted into camp just in time for the ceremony; dropping her prey on the fresh-kill pile quickly before settling down amid the crowd of her clanmates. She listened to Cloverstar intently and smiled when she named Wolfheart deputy, but at the same time felt suddenly saddened at the thought of Featherstorm again. She missed her dearly, but the dark warrior knew she was happy in Starclan, at peace among their ancestors. Attempting to hide her depressed state of emotion expertly the way she always did, she only appeared glad that the tomcat had been chosen. She flicked her soft tail-tip before chanting his name cheerily. A slight flutter erupted in her chest when she stood to go up to him. She'd known Wolfheart all her life. They trained together and were even in the nursery together for a little bit before he became an apprentice before she and Lightheart had, too. Moonshade had always scolded herself for being such a kit when it came to thinking of him, annoyed that he hardly seemed to notice her anymore. But today was his day and she was proud of him. As she made her way through the flood of cats, she finally reached his side and touched his flank with her pink nose, purring. She then looked up at his face before dipping her head respectfully for the first time she'd ever done so to him and smiled sweetly, heat bubbling inside her. She looked back up and continued to smile and purr and she mumbled, "Congratulations, Wolfheart. I had a feeling she'd pick you..." She wasn't lying. Moonshade had always thought him to be an excellent deputy. She chuckled slight and licked his cheek, but pulled back right after. She swallowed hard, noticing she'd just licked the new deputy's cheek and instantly thought it was too forward. She looked back at the ground as she stood in front of him and her beautiful, sea-blue eyes glimmered with a sort of plea for forgiveness mixed in with embarrassment.

[darĸнowl]

(( bump for everyone... ))

[lucee]

Pearlpaw
FlameClan

The small white she-cat dipped her head to her mentor, smiling at him as she noticed him glance her way, then focused her attention on their leader. She let her bright blue eyes skim across the various pelts of her Clanmates, searching for Galepaw. She wanted to tell him about all of her training, like she'd promised! The apprentice looked around once more, then returned her full attention to her leader.
(Sorry I haven't posed in ages! I'll do Fawndapple in a sec. Sorry guys!)

Fawndapple
MistClan

Fawndapple dipped her head to hide her face from the tom's line of vision, whiskers twitching. She padded over to the small hole, her dark paws silent against the earth, and crouched to pick up her squirrel and mouse. It wasn't much, but it was prey. She flicked at a beetle that was trying to climb onto the mouse, wrinkling her nose in disgust, then carefully picked it up by the tail. A glance sneaked upwards told her that Eveningsky had already left to return to camp, and she debated on whether to run to catch up. Would that make her seem to eager, like an apprentice? But if she stayed behind, would that make it seem like she didn't want his company? Frowning in annoyance, the pretty tabby eventually settled with staying a few tail-lengths behind him; a sort of compromise. She kept on snatching glances at him as she walked, but her gaze soon turned to the sky. The blue was slightly faded now, darkening on the horizon. Fawndapple carefully stepped over a fallen branch, prey swinging from her jaws as she caught a glimpse of the camp enterance.

[lunar-lynx]

{{Back :3 Did you get ahold of .яαηcιd. Dark?
I think you said you were goin to PM them and I was just wondering since they've just vanished pretty much Lol
Also, since I finished the Histories for my FlameClan cats a few weeks ago, I was able to get songs for them that went along with them ^^ I thought the song for Hawkfeather was perfect since it goes along with the stuff about his brother almost exactly, except for like one or two lines
Minnowsong's is supposed to be about how she blames herself for her sibling's deaths and is trying to tell herself they're in Starclan and life goes on. Everything will be fine. I might find a better one later that matches what I want a bit more though
Anyway, I put the full lyrics on their forms and just a snip here
I'm finishing the others histories right now & getting songs for them}}

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♦ MistClan • Leader • Looks • Female • 28 Moons; 9 Lives ♦

The she-cat flicked her tail behind her, her shimmering eyes set on the cats in the clearing before her as they crowded around her brother, cheering his name and giving their congratulations. Cloverstar raised her muzzled and chanted his name along with them for a moment before she jumped off the HighRock. She cast a mournful look at the still body of Featherstorm and turned towards her den, her tail dragging in the dirt. She passed through the lichen and headed straight for her nest, ignoring the mouse an apprentice had brought for her earlier. Cloverstar fell into her nest on her side and pulled her tail over her. Alone, she allowed a single tear to fall down her cheek. She released a shaky breath before curling up. The she-cat close her eyes as she lay there shaking slightly, trying to escape into the darkness of a sleep without dreams.

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♦ MistClan • Warrior • Looks • Male • 28 Moons • Apprentice: Silentpaw ♦

Wolfheart was grinning from ear to ear as he looked around the clearing at all the cats cheering his name. Deputy.. I'm a deputy. He purred and stood tall as the cats crowed around him and congratulated him and he thanked them in return. He turned towards Moonshade as she padded up to him, his eyes sparkling with obvious joy. "Thanks Moonshade. Hey, we should hunt sometime. We haven't hung out in ages. And that's my fault. Sorry.. But thank you. I'm really happy right now. Though I'll miss Featherstorm.. We all will." Wolfheart looked around as the cats began to disperse and froze for a moment when Moonshade licked his cheek. The tom turned his head to look back at her. He smiled slightly at her reaction as she realized what she had done. He flicked his tail and debated for a moment before leaning closer to lick her cheek back. The deputy pulled back some but not completely, with his muzzle still a whisker away from hers, and spoke quietly. "Maybe we could hunt.. now?"

{{Sorry his is crappy. I was a bit rushed to do this one once I finished Hawkfeather.
Edit;Same goes for Cloverstar. Only had a few minutes. Wasn't sure what to do with Minnowsong before day so I just quoted her.}}

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♦ FlameClan • Warrior • Looks • Female • 23 Moons • Apprentice: Hailpaw ♦



"Is it naive to make plans that seem so far away?
There's a reason I feel this way,
you're sleeping alone, I'm awake.
As you dream of me tonight,
am I close to where you are?

Lay me down,
and tell me everything will be alright,
things will be alright.
Lay me down,
and tell me everything will be alright.
Things will be alright.
This could mean everything or nothing at all
You take what is real, I'll give you my all."

Minnowsong lay in the camp clearing with her head resting on her paws. She opened her jaws as a large yawn escaped her. She blinked her sleepy eyes once before deciding she needed to go her nest before she passed out in the clearing. She had been hunting most of the day and though the pile was now practically overflowing thanks to her, she was completely beat. The she-cat gave a quiet groan as she pulled herself to her paws. Minnowsong padded sleepily towards the warriors den and pushed inside. Careful not to bump into any of the sleeping forms of her clanmates, she walked through the cats until she stood before her own nest. She plopped into it and curled up immediately, too tired to care about getting super comfortable. Being that tired made her seem comfortable enough anyways. No more than a couple of minutes later, Minnowsong's slow breathing indicated she was fast alseep.

ĦΔƜƘҒЄΔƬĦЄЯ
♦ FlameClan • Medicine Cat • Looks • Male • 28 Moons • Apprentice: Tidalpaw ♦



"It starts with one
One thing I don't know why
It doesn’t even matter how hard you try
Keep that in mind, I designed this rhyme
To explain in due time
All I know
time is a valuable thing
Watch it fly by as the pendulum swings
Watch it count down to the end of the day
The clock ticks life away
It’s so unreal
Didn’t look out below
Watch the time go right out the window
Trying to hold on but didn’t even know
Wasted it all just to
Watch you go"

Hawkfeather moved his gaze away from the sky and moved back on his haunches to a sitting position. He released a soft sigh of content before turning his
green eyes towards Lightheart. The FlameClan tom took a moment to admire the she-cat as she groomed her fur, the only cat still living that he could consider something of a friend. Even in his own Clan, Hawkfeather didn't get along with many others. Since the death of his brother, he had become rather secluded and grumpy towards other cats. His mentor, Wavesong, had pulled him out of that but he'd retreated a little more into himself after he had died as well, unable to trust anyone enough to open up. He felt alone and misunderstood in FlameClan. But with Lightheart, it was different. They had practically grown up together. He felt he could trust her and be more of himself around her. Sure, they were in different homes but they were Medicine Cats, separated from the battles and spiteful relations between their Clans. Hawkfeather blinked and flicked an ear as he looked away again. "I wonder if there will be any important messages from StarClan tonight." He spoke quietly as the thoughts of Lightheart ran through his head and he glanced at her again. The moonlight hit her white fur, illuminating it brilliantly. It made Hawkfeather take a second look and brought a though to his head that he had never considered about the she-cat. Beautiful.. He quickly looked away again, hoping she hadn't noticed his stare. The tom shook his head and kept his gaze on the pool of water at their paws. Get rid of those thoughts, Hawk. Different Clans. Medicine Cats. Forbidden. Forbidden...

[pax.]

{ { Hello :D I'll be making a rogue and an apprentice soon ; give me time.

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[darĸнowl]

(( @Wolves Yeah I did. I PMed them a while ago. Still no response so im waiting. They're probably on a trip; it IS summertime, after all;) And sounds great! I like 'em - just went through it.
@Pax alright sounds good. Hope to see the forms soon!
I'll post in a little bit, guys. Just came home from tennis, so I'm hot 'n' tired xD Needa shower. Make my posts for Lightheart and Moonshade right after ))

[darĸнowl]

.: M O O N S H A D E :.

-MISTCLAN-

♒ { Confused, Embarrassed, A Little Surprised } ♒

"The stars, the moon, they have all been blown out
You left me in the dark
No dawn, no day, I'm always in this twilight
In the shadow of your heart

And in the dark, I can hear your heartbeat
I tried to find the sound
But then it stopped and I was in the darkness
So darkness I became"

The lovely, darkly coloured warrior only noticed then that she'd almost missed the joy that had flashed through his eyes a few moments before; listening to what he was saying intently. She nodded when he finished, agreeing that they hardly spent time together lately, but also agreeing with what he'd said about Featherstorm. She looked down sadly, catching a glimpse of the former deputy's still body in the clearing to the right of them but forced herself to look away at once; not wanting to feel sad... again. Moonshade flinched when she felt Wolfheart touch her, fearing he was going to hurt her. She had done that to her uncle when he had become deputy. Thistlefur had lashed out at her in annoyance when she had gone over to him happily, bouncing around his paws and purring proudly as she squeaked in delight. She had only been 2 moons old with her sister and brother along with her. Her uncle had always been bitter, but what did she know? She was only a young kit then. She had learned her lesson though, and was afraid of every sort of gesture she gave to Cloverstar as well. She knew Cloverstar was a good, kind leader, but Moonshade couldn't help but fear her a little. Her eyes opened slowly when he pulled back from returning the soft lick and quickly grew huge with shock. No matter how long they'd been friends, he'd never done that to her, and her to him. She was staring at the ground still, but raised her ominous face to look at his, noticing he was still very close to her. She swallowed hard when he asked her a question; his voice soft and quiet. She wondered how many cats were probably staring in shock at the two warriors. She nodded slowly, eyes still huge and tried to bring up some words. "Uh... Sure... I-I.. Hunting is good... We-" she broke off, shutting her eyes at once, along with her mouth. I'm such an idiot. Why am I nervous?! She opened her eyes once more, this time, using her well-known talents in hiding her real feelings to an emotionless, mysterious expression. "Yes." she finally answered softly, looking at him intently.

.: L I G H T H E A R T :.

-MISTCLAN-

♒ { Nervous, Excited, Confused } ♒

"Though heavily we bled
Still on we crawl
Try to catch a cannonball.
And a slowly burning tide (oh)
Through my veins is flowing.
From my shipwreck I heard her call
And she sang

When you're tired of aiming your arrows,
Still you never hit the mark
And even if your aims are shadows
Still we're never gonna part

Come on baby don't let it break your heart"

Lightheart continued to groom her snowy fur, yawning when she noticed the moon was finally right over top of them. The young medicine cat blinked, feeling as though a pair of eyes was burning through her pelt to her skin. She knit her eyebrows in confusion, knowing at once that Hawkfeather had been staring at her for some time; the way she had to him. She swallowed hard and gave no indication of noticing and licked a forepaw as she flicked her tail. She finished licking and looked up, her dark, sea-blue eyes dazzling in the moonlight bathing the two in a small circle of light from the hole in the cave ceiling. She smiled and nodded. "Hopefully it'll be something good. I'm in no mood for bad news," she responded in a brisk, firm voice, laughing afterwards. She stood to stretch and lifted her head to stare up at the star-filled sky; now black with darkness. She padded slowly towards the pool's edge, looking into the shallow, yet dark waters. The rumbling of the waterfall only tail-lengths away from them felt so familiar and comforting to her - it reminded her of her old mentor, and the waterfall that had been in the heart of Stoneclan territory. Her father had taken her and her sister there to hide for a few nights when he had taken them away for their own safety and away from home, bringing the two she-cats here to Mistclan only a moon later. She remembered it wasn't as big as this one, but it looked very old and was her favourite resting place they'd found on their horrible journey. It also reminded her of Hawkfeather all the time. For some reason, she couldn't stop thinking of him tonight and forced herself to act sensible. She looked at him, blinking a few times. "It's time," she said in a clear, but soft voice with a hint of mystery behind it. She always felt strange when it was time to meet Starclan, but a good strange. Excited. Nervous. Curious.