PowerClans: The Rise of DarkClan

[Mysticat]

FIRECLAN
"That would be fine." Blacktail replied. "But if they start bleeding again, come straight back."

[willowsong12]

((FireClan))
Mudpaw felt crestfallen when Nightfire had snapped at him but he felt happy again when he heard Foxflame,"Ok! So what will I learn today?" His green eyes glowed with a determined fire.

((EarthClan))
Emberclaw looked at his apprentice and twitched his whiskers with approval and encouraging him to pursue the prey. He sat down so he wouldn't scare the prey off. He looked at Lightwhisper noticing how serious she now looked.

Dappleheart decided to go hunt for the clan. The fresh-kill pile looked low and the clan needed to be fed. Her ears flicked back and forth as she listened for prey. She soon heard a small rustle and headed toward it.

[major tom]

((Ah, I don't have much to post. . . But there's something I can OCC. I think you'll get a kick out of this, Tink (Who made that phrase up, anyway. . . ?). I was over at my friend's house the other day, which is surrounded by woods that we go in all the time. She just so happens to be a nature freak (She likes nature as much as I love black) and is a Christian. She wanted to throw a "natural" Easter feast that day, so we did. There was a salad consisting of plants she knew were safe and edible. Me, being the curious child that I am, decided to try a few of them, but they tasted horrible! I was immeditely reminded of traveling herbs in Warriors, even though I haven't read the books in a few months. I collected a few of each, wrapped them up in some of the larger, edible leaves, and shoved it in my mouth. I imagined that I was Stormpaw going to the Moonrock as I chewed and swallowed the "herbs!" x3 I'm posting as well so as not to spam up the RP with my Warritardness. Aw, gotta go soon. . .))

LeafClan

Stormpaw agreed with her mentor, "Of course, I accept. You are right; you, perhaps, I, must communicate with StarClan. The fate and survival of the Clans is vital, and Icestar isn't hesitating." She hastily got to her paws and swiped a pink tounge over her jaws, removing all excess juices from her whiskers and face. As if she were making sure that prey-scent wouldn't cling to her and make her scent even stronger when she raced through enemy territory, possibly only hours later.

StarClan

Whiteblaze could sense the waves of distress emanating from the pretty brown she-cat, but he made no move to restrain her. He met Hopeflight's gaze calmly and answered simply, "Knowledge that you are not yet ready for does not belong to you." The white, starry tom knew she must be getting tired of hearing that word; "Yet." He knew that his emotions towards this would be similiar, if the same, but patience was crucial if the DarkClan cat was to live. Too bad waiting was the most difficult when you have the time to do so.

[Tinkpetz]

(( That is awesome, Rose! (I'm not sure. No one kicked me. xD) There's an example of how reading Warriors can help you in real life. When it's time to eat your spinach, you can pretend you're a medicine cat. ))

FireClan

Nightfire nodded her thanks and padded carefully out of the den, half-sheathing her claws. "Well aren't you two lucky," she meowed, rolling her eyes. "I can go after all."

Foxflame opened his mouth to answer Mudpaw's question when Nightfire exited the medicine den, orange eyes blazing. He laughed at her attempt to be her grumpy old self, but he knew that she was glad she could help train the young apprentice.

EarthClan

Earthpaw screwed up his face, trying to remember how to get prey out of the ground. His eyes glowed and he turned back to the two warriors. "Get ready," he whispered. Looking back at the ground in front of him, cracks formed in the ground and a huge chunk lifted out of the ground. He had gotten the nest! Shrews scrambled about everywhere, and Earthpaw dropped the dirt and swiped about with his claws unsheathed. He managed to kill two shrews, but the rest were getting away.

IceClan

The white wolf growled, and Nightfall held his ground, ready to take it on. He couldn't run or he would lead it back to the camp, and that would be a disaster. The wolf charged, and Nightfall yowled loudly, hissing and howling to try and startle it. It stopped for a moment, ears twitching, but then continued running at him like nothing had happened. He used his powers then, throwing snowballs at its face and whirling snow around it. He only succeeded in slowing it down.

LeafClan

Heathersong stood and flicked her tail at the herbs beside her. "Prepare some travelling herbs. Just small doses, though. We won't be going too far." She padded out of the den, looking for Yewstar, but only saw the deputy, Russetfur. "Russetfur," she called, trotting towards him, "Would you tell Yewstar that Stormpaw and I are going to the Moonrock?"

DarkClan

Icestar hissed, cutting off the painful memory. There had never been anything between her and Bloodstar! Her memories knew better.
The grove was full of cats, but Icepaw could see the gleaming white pelt of her half-brother. "Bloodpaw!" she called excitedly, rushing toward him. He turned around and the cold look he gave her stopped her in her tracks. "What is it?" she asked softly, stepping forward tentatively. "We are in different clans now, Icepaw," he said, no feeling behind the words. "We can't--" he faltered then, "we can't be friends aymore." The she-cat's face fell. "But..." She couldn't let herself be weak. So instead, her face hardened to match his. "That's right, Bloodpaw. Not that I would want to be friends with fox-dung like you!" She turned on her heels and marched away, feelings hurt and heart broken. But she didn't see Bloodpaw's crimson eyes fill with tears as he gazed after her.

StarClan

Hopeflight sat down, disappointed. "What can you tell me, then? Is there something else that I am allowed to know?" They knew something important, she could see it in their eyes. They were taunting her with their immense knowledge and she couldn't do anything about it.

[willowsong12]

((LeafClan))
Shiningmist heard Heathersong and raised her head. She purred wishing she could go. She rested her head back on the ground her dark blue eyes watching the clan. She stood and shook her silver-gray fur and began to groom her chest fur. She would go hunting later since it was still early.

((EarthClan))
Emberclaw saw a shrew and his paw instinctively flashed out. He hooked its back with his claw and flung it up. He then caught it in mid-air snapping its spine. He dropped it and looked at his apprentice, his eyes glowing proudly. He was proud that his apprentice had found a nest and caught his prey excellently. "That was perfect Earthpaw. You will be a warrior in no time." He glanced toward the direction of the DarkClan border wondering what was happening over there.

Dappleheart soon saw a white tail. She realized it was a rabbit and began to stalk it silently. She soon neared it and at the last moment she leapt with her claws out. The rabbit jumped and started toward the trees but Dapplehearts paw whacked its back leg causing it to fall. She then placed her paw on its throat and stomach. The rabbit kicked its back legs out but it didn't even touch her. She looked at it breathing heavily beneath her paws before killing it swiftly.

((FireClan))
Mudpaw bounded up to Nightfire unfazed by her mood,"I'm happy that you are ok and can go with us!" He then turned and went back to his mentor,"Can we go now Foxflame?"

((RockClan))
Islandsong returned to camp with a mouse and vole. She dropped it on the pile before going to the entrance. She sat by the tunnel and looked up at the sky her soft dark blue eyes glowing with intelligence. Her creamy brown fur blew softly in the breeze as she watched the clouds. After a few hearbeats she looked back at the forest admiring how green it was.

[Sunny's Petz]

SunClan

Sunstar padded through the camp. He anxiously looked at the camp entrance, checking to see if it was empty. He still feared of that DarkClan attack.

Fernkit smiled. She enjoyed spending time with her older half-sister. She couldn't wait until Petalsong had her kits!

Pansykit snuck up on her sister. She pounced and landed square on her sister's shoulders. Fernkit collapsed underneath Pansykit's weight. Her sister squealed in surprise as Pansykit laughed. "That's not funny!" said Fernkit.

Flowerface smiled as her kits played. She knew she had to get back to her herbs, but her kits were adorable! She pulled herself away to check on her comfrey pile. "It's small," she said aloud. She decided to go collect some more. As she left the medicine cat den, her kits scrambled over to her. "Hi, mom!" they said in unison. "Hello," she replied. "I'm going to get some herbs. I'll be right back."

Flamefoot wandered willessly around the camp. Usually he was in a good mood, but he couldn't get this image out of his head. It was his father, jumping in front of him, saving his life from the DarkClan cat. He sighed as he watched it play over and over again. Then his mind went dark and a new thought came into his head. I will avenge my father!

[major tom]

((x3 Yup, and whenever you need some inspiration to wolf down some rat when you're trapped in the natural world, just whip out your trusty Warriors book! -Cats not included, unfortunately- *My face contorts into a pout* Dang it, and I wanted to touch Scourge's collar! ;_;))

LeafClan

Stormpaw nodded, muttering, "On it," She padded over to the far wall while Heathersong exited the den in the opposite direction. The apprentice carefully snagged some of the more obvious traveling herbs on her claws and placed them on the cool, sandy ground. She turned to face the wall again, returning her attention to it. The gray she-cat's brow furrowed as she struggled to recall the herb used for stamina, her mind automatically whisking down the long list. Would she have to ask her mentor? Stormpaw suddenly remembered the soft, light leaves her gaze was fixated on, perhaps used to replenish energy. Heathersong had reminded her time and time again about that, she was sure. . . But was she really? That didn't matter much, and the worst thing that could happen wasn't even certain. A bellyache would only slow them down a little, and they still had plenty of time to reach the Moonrock before the moon peaked over the starry horizon. She extended a paw to gingerly reach up to where the leaves were nestled, then added it to the mixture of traveling herbs that would be crucial to the she-cats if they were to speak with StarClan that evening. The medicine cat apprentice, still not entirely assured of her decision, carefully took the two small bundles in her jaws. The strong scent of the herbs nearly overwhelmed her senses as she padded about the camp, dark blue eyes flitting back and forth as they searched for a familiar dark tabby form.

EarthClan

Lightwhisper deliberately ignored the quiet, minute sounds of the two toms' ongoing conversation while she concentrated, taking a deep breath to refresh her sharp senses. Her eyes began to literally glow intently as she focused on the two voles speeding towards her-- a scrawny, underfed one, and an average-sized prey-- desperate to escape while they hastened to the waiting hunter in blind panic. Her claws unsheathed and dug into the soil as she pushed with her mind. The larger quarry squealed in terror as the ever-still earth it had been treading on heartbeats earlier abruptly encased it. The warrior took another breath before proceeding to force the earth to draw closer to her prey and snap its spine, which just so happened to be required to live. The younger vole barely evaded her lethal claws as she lashed out at it when it raced past her, making the cat curse under her breath. Lightwhisper straightened, then appraoched the tiny mound of disturbed ground (Hey, I'm a poet and I didn't know it! I can ryme anytime. n.n) to release the fresh-kill. She reburied it to retrieve it later, then turned to remark on how well Earthpaw was doing. An apprentice needed praise and encouragement to learn, after all. . .

FireClan

Bloodstar supressed another yawn and blinked as his eyes were drawn to a couple of wrestling kits. They weren't signifigant in any way to him, yet he still found himself in the midst of his own memories, losing himself in them.

Bloodkit's eyes gleamed mischievous as he wriggled low to the ground and invited his half sister to play with him in a slightly teasing matter. The white-furred she-kit was always such fun to wrestle with, and she even had strength to match his own. Plus, he and Icekit were closer than many cats wouldn't have experienced in their entire lifetime. He nearly shivered with excitement as she rushed over to him, attempting to count her pawsteps. They were too rapid for the FireClan kit to keep track of, so he decided that they were loud and close enough and whirled, taking his friend by suprise. He missed and landed so close to her, their eyes were the only things in both of their visions, blood meeting ice. The two kits erupted into giddy laughter.

Bloodstar broke out of his reverie, gasping and tried to keep a lid on the emotions racing back to him, but those as well as the memories overcame him.

Bloodkit's crimson eyes flew open as he screamed, "No!" His mother started slightly in her sleep, but she didn't awaken. He panted terrifiedly, heart racing from the nightmare he had just received, muttering, "Not her, not her." The tiny kit's fears were revisited as a small white form began to creep out of the nursery. He darted forward, eyes widened while he frantically tried to stop her. His tiny claws caught some of the fur whiter than snow near the tip of Icekit's tail. "Don't leave," Bloodkit whimpered, images of the she-kit's death flashing before his eyes, as protrayed in his dream. Her beautiful blue eyes blazed into his as she mewed quietly so as to not wake the sleeping queens and kits, "I was only going out to explore a bit." Icekit seemed to make a decision for she gently disengaged his claws from her short tail, then turned to touch noses with him. "I would never leave you, Bloodkit," she murmured softly, then followed the other kit to their nest, curling up together. Bloodkit's head rested protectively over Icekit's as a lone tear welled up and streaked their mirrored fur.

((Aww. . . So adorable, but sad! My house had yet another "power surge" while I was typing this, and I had to start all over. U_u, But it's written now, at least! n.n It's getting pretty late where I am, so good night and happy Easter to everyone. . .))

[willowsong12]

((EarthClan))
Emberclaw smiled at Lightwhisper,"Nice trick there. I rarely use my earth powers but I need to make sure Earthpaw can. Earthpaw before we go why don't you try and move the earth around that twig." He pointed toward the twig in the clearing with his tail. "This will only take a moment lightwhisper." He didn't want her to feel like he was slowing them down but Earthpaw had to be prepared to use his abilities at anytime.

[yuki,]

WaterClan
JayClaw woke up and yawned. He looked down at the ground below the branch he was lying on and leapt down. The grassy ground felt soft underneath his paws.

[major tom]

EarthClan

Lightwhisper nodded unusually agreeably, mewing, "That's okay, it's still early. We can spare a few moments." The pale-furred warrior padded to the edge of the clearing and back, treading carefully and softly so she wouldn't alarm the prey. She decided that they were better off safe than sorry, so she halted abruptly and sat down to watch the mentor and apprentice, curling her off-white tail over her paws. She wondered if Earthpaw would be "gifted" with his powers or, like herself, develop them late. She hoped that it wouldn't take as much time that she had, for the young tom's sake. Emberclaw's as well; Lightwhisper remembered the hidden embarrassment that her mentor had beared when all the other apprentices received their warrior names and duties, while she lingered behind, impatiently awaiting for her powers to bloom. She remembered one night when she had nearly proceeded to make a commotion during a warrior's vigil, then thought that it would only make the cat even more respectful if things went wrong and frowned at the memory.

FireClan

Bloodstar's eyes flicked open again, starting to brim with tears at the last flashback. He vainly attempted to fight the raging torrent of supressed memories and failed as his unusual eyes slammed shut again.

Bloodkit's crimson eyes gleamed as he asked teasingly, "Why don't you have any powers?" It was an innocent enough question, and Icekit would probably come up with some witty response and they would both laugh. Besides, he'd been wanting to ask her for a while, anyway. They were nearly apprentices, so why should his half-sister be powerless? His upper lip drew back and he laughed at her, its harsh notes sounding like an echo of the she-kit's own. Pain flickered in her icy blue eyes but it vanished just as quickly. She started shouting at him, her voice rising a few octaves before it dropped suddenly. Bloodkit instantly hated himself for the time being for hurting Icekit this way, even though she was hiding it. But he was harmed as well by her vicious words matching his own and his lower lip trembled once as he stared at his paws. Her voice rang softly in his ears as she murmured the same unasnwered question screaming inside his head, "Why do we have to be related?"

WaterClan

Dawnsinger didn't answer for she didn't bear the need to do so. The truth seemed to buzz in the air about the two mates as they simply gazed into each other's eyes, noses touching so they didn't have to be separated anymore. They were together, with none of the despised space between them. That was all and everything that mattered in the WaterClan cat's world anymore. . . Love, desire, and happiness.

SunClan

Flamedancer padded out of the warriors' den, refreshed from sleep and ready for action. She preferred to take the day by force and just run with it from there, but she overslept this dawn. Oh well, there has to be one day, and the extra slumber had replenished her energy even more so than usual. A sunbeam lit her fur directly, and she nearly sighed with contentment as she stretched her stiff muscles, feeling the heat aiding them to relax. A familiar tabby pelt caught her eye and she spotted the SunClan deputy, Lunarwing, lounging by the fresh-kill pile and approached the other she-cat. She mewed a friendly greeting to her. "Morning, Lunarwing. I'll be out hunting, in case you need me on a patrol or such." With that, the light ginger she-cat padded out of camp and farther out into her own territory.
((Dawnsinger's post was pretty short and failish, but I realized that I hadn't posted for Flamedancer yet! n.n Tinkpetz, should we PM C.C., Strawberry-wolf, DogsCatsRule, and Shadowfang? Neither of them have posted in a few pages, and I thought you and I should remind them before they lose interest and quit.))