((I don't think it's too 'pretty,' Tink. I like it! n.n Really, Shadow, two leaders? ;3 Well, they're not accepted yet, unless Queen Tink would prefer otherwise, to allow other members to have the chance. Your forms are missing something. Read the rules, please. I'll post for my other characters tomorrow, of course.))
SunClan
Flamedancer's eyes were wild with fear and exhilaration as she nearly flew across the ground. The ground gradually became more and more tundra-like as she pelted furthur into IceClan territory. She would be in so much trouble for this. . . But Nightfall was in danger. Despite all of the liabilities, this single thought was the only one her mind was focused on. Her claws unsheathed when she drew nearer and scented wolf. . . That must have been what was attacking the black tom. Leopardfur's scent was like a yowl of warning and foreboding, but Flamedancer deliberately ignored this. Help was always welcomed in combat. She was suddenly aribourne, for the ground had discontinued abruptly before her. The SunClan she-cat's paws scrabbled desperately, but she was reassured after her gaze locked on the snowbank she was plummeting downward, and the fight just beyond that. Her eyes glowed, but what use would her powers be here?! What, was she going to
blind the wolf away? Well. . . Flamedancer didn't have much time to decide, for her body collided painfully with the ground and she sunk several tail-lengths into the frozen water. An icy shiver rippled down her spine, but her concentration was not disturbed. The pale ginger warrior leaped out of the depression, hissing and spitting while raking her claws in the air. Her pelt started glowing softly, becoming brighter and brighter. Small beams of light shot out of her claw-tips and she scored them across the white canine's flank. It's jaws were previously slavering over Nightfall's broken body, but it was doubled over to the ground, suprised. It only took a few hartbeats to recover, and the she-wolf swiped a powerful paw at her. Flamedancer dodged, but her opponent swiftly adapted and knocked her paws out from under her in one fluid movement, then advanced just as quickly on her new quarry.
StarClan
Whiteblaze frowned, gazing at the spot where Hopeflight had occupied heartbeats earlier. He flicked his eyes back to his half brother and her attempted a small grin as well, unsuccessfully. "Perhaps not, but that doesn't matter much. It is not very great a liability, for she will discover her powers in time. The fact she doesn't think she will won't prolong it." mewed the StarClan tom, hoping that his words were true. He sighed somewhat sadly, murumuring half to himself, "She has quite a destiny, if only she would find hope."
FireClan
Bloodstar gritted his teeth and tried not to shreik from the howling pain that felt as though a hole were being ripped right through him, across his heart, which was fluttering rapidly in his chest like a trapped bird. The memories only brought pain, but yet another one was desparingly racing back to him.
Bloodpaw attempted not to stare, his crimson eyes round as moons, at every little thing taking place at the Gthering. He had known the forest contained a lot of cats, but he never imagined there would be this many! The vast array of pelts, scents, and voices nearly overwhelmed him. The young tom wasn't daunted enough for a mouse-tail about the larger cats, and how difficult it would be to meet them in battle. He was barely an apprentice after all. . . His thoughts were sharply interrupted as a pelt not unlike his own demanded his attention. He swallowed and sighed to himself, his heart being torn in two. Bloodpaw had not come to this Gathering without a few words prepared given he would encounter his half sister. It was for the best. . . Aching despair led his pure white paws across the clearing when he wriggled through the throng to the beautiful white she-cat. But she had already spotted him and was rushing toward him, calling his name in delight. "What is it?" Icepaw asked quietly, taking a step forward. His eyes betrayed nothing while the LeafClan apprentice's gleamed with worry. "We can't--" his voice failed for a heartbeat before he started again. "We can't be friends anymore." The words dropped like stones in his already painful belly as the were uttered coldly. "But. . ." Bloodpaw's hidden pain mirrored in Icepaw's pale blue eyes, then they flared with anger and hurt. "That's right, Bloodpaw. Not that I would want to be friends with fox-dung like you!" She hissed, expression hardening. His relative whirled and padded away from him as fast as his heart was plummeting. Her words raked him like claws except they hurt more and lasted longer. Bloodpaw's unusual eyes brimmed with tears that Icepaw would never see.