[I apologise for the double post. Time to start! As NightClan was running low on characters, I created Dewfoot and Blackwhisker, who are NPC's and can be 'adopted'.
Also, a quick, urgent notice. We need a deputy and a medicine cat for NightClan. We need a deputy for SongClan. It'll be hard for the roleplay to progress without these important-ranked characters. We NEED these ranks to be filled.
Snowflame will mentor Ravenpaw, if that's okay. ^^ Let's get started, then!
I watch the sun rise every morning.
It brings back a lot of memories, which dull the immediate pain.
I will watch how the moon fades, and the dark dissipates, and it reminds me of our hope before the final, deadly, end...
Most of us never made it to see the sun.
Those of us who did watched as the sky turned redder than it ever had before, the colour of blood, to honour the leagues of fallen warriors.
And as I watch the sky stain this same colour every day since then, the birds begin their song. Mournful, like the night-song that brought us survivors the prophecy.
I know I should rejoin the cats that I lived with most of my life, if only to warn them of the cruelty, the suffering, that is to come.
But perhaps I should watch the sunrise one last time...