♥Brightclan and Darkclan, The Clash♥ Semi-Lit And OPEN!

[Keriae]

Stormflash didn't blink, but he gave a small nod. Why was everyone graviationg towards him? All he wanted was to be alone. The tom stared at the camp entrance. "Somebody should be on watch. Mistclaw or Blackstar should have that sorted." He glanced at Rosepaw, trying not to admire her soft chocolate pelt, and stood up. "I'll go and guard the entrance." He meowed, his green eyes flashing.

(It seems Stormflash is going against his word, if Lune doesn't mind? And Echo's going to have fun when he finds out Kite's moved on.)

[panacea.]

|Nettlethorn|
"Hm. I'll leave you to it, then." Alert as always, he caught sight of Stormflash's subtle admiration of Rosepaw and wisely kept silent. He didn't truly approve of the Warrior/Apprentice love affairs, or mere crushes, but decided to ignore it. Resuming his usual pessimistic attitude, the tom turned on his heel and padded off. {Anyone have any charries open?}

[LunarFaith]

((Lune doesn't mind one bit X3 And don't worry, he already knows ^^ Hes only back to tell the clan of copperpaw >8D))

Rosepaw watched silently as he got up. A small smile danced on her yaws as he began to pad away. She got to her paws, shaking the dropplets of water from her fur, and padded after him. "You know it's not safe out there," She stated, attempting to hide her amuzment. "You shouldn't be out alone. I'll join you." Her voice was becoming stronger, she had stopped shaking from fright. The warrior was so intruiging, yet so solitary.

((Mint, My Smokeheart is open ^^ he is at the edge of camp in the shadows ))

[Keriae]

(I have Leopardfrost and Sandcloud.)

Sandcloud was sat in her nest, shivering. Her mate was no where to be seen. Where had he gone? He'd left herself and Leopardfrost all alone. She raised a paw and licked it drawing it over her ear, trying to look happy, when inside, she was dying.

(I'm thinking maybe Sandcloud should be ill or something?)

Stormflash nodded to her, his normally hard green eyes growing softer. Then he shook his pelt, smirking as a small amountof light shined off them, illuminating Rosepaw's own eyes. He sat down, resisting the urge to pull her closer with his tail and crush her body against his own.

(Maybe he shoul have a go at Blackstar Lune?)

[panacea.]

{Okay, thanks, both of you. ^_^}

|Nettlethorn|
Huffing, he gazed around for another cat to 'socialize' with. In other words, complain about Clan life. Flexing his broad shoulders out of habit, he caught sight of Sandcloud and frowned. She didn't seem to be, well, healthy. Swerving in the other direction to avoid her and pushing away a stab of guilt at his ignorance, he trotted over to join Smokeheart. "Hmph. If this lousy weather carries on, we're sure to have an outbreak of green-cough."
{Erm, what season is it?}

[Keriae]

(I actually have no idea.)

Sandcloud had seen Nettlethorn walk away from her after seeing her. StarClan, have you condemed me to a life of misery? First I loose my siblings and my mother, then my mate just after we become warriors, and now my clanmatesare avoiding me? She sighed, and curled up, not caring of she got soaked by rainwater.

[LunarFaith]

Rosepaw avoided the warriors gaze as she padded up to sit on his right. She was terribly small compared to him, but she did not seem to mind. Her warm brown fur was soaked, the feeling made her smile with delight. Rain had always been something she enjoyed. Stormflash's gaze burned like fire on said wet pelt, making her slightly nervouse.

Smokeheart chuckled, dipping her large dark head. "Indeed" his voice was as dark as his black pelt, but the warrior enjoyed the company of other cats.

[Africa.]

Featherpaws pawsteps were brisk as she shuffled into the apprentices den, her body soaked to the skin. Shivering violently, she curled up into her usual nest near the edge of the den. Tonight, she didn't bother with her usual three turns before settling in, or pawing at the bedding for awhile until it was just the way she liked it, instead, she just dropped and curled, in a tight ball of soaked fur. Lightning struck the air, and the sound of a plummeting tree sounded in the distance, sending a shiver down her spine.

Owlspirit sighed, shaking his head at the sky from his position at the very edge of the warriors den. He sat straight, with his tail curled around his paws, his eyes scanning the clearing for any stray kits or lone apprentices. If the apprentices were in the company of a warrior, it would be accepted, but if they were by their lonesome, they'd need to be put to their den. Kits, on the other hand, were to stay in their den whether they had a warrior with them or not.
Pricking his ears at the sound of movement behind him, he saw that Sandfall had padded up behind him, drops of water clinging to her sandy pelt. "I'll go stay with the apprentices for the night." she said, after hearing the tree fall, somewhere in the forest. Without waiting for Owlspirits reply, she weaved her way around him, out into the pelting rain, so cold and fast that it was almost painful. Crossing camp over to the apprentices den, she slid under the leafy holly bush with them, her gaze solemn.

The camp was silent, as if holding its breath for the tradgedy that was soon to come. Thunder rolled in the distance, lightning flashed, and trees shook violently. But no sound came from the cats, only rustles of movement. Sandfalls ear twitched, the rumbling of the thunder getting louder, closer, but not stopping? It was one long, never-ending rumble, that grew louder gradually, something uncharacteristic for a storm like this. Her head was cocked to the side, confusion clouding her gaze, until several yowls split the air, as another tree hit the ground somewhere in the forest. This confused Sandfall even more; they had made sure that the whole of Brightclan were safely in camp, how on earth had they missed a cat, nevermind more then one cat? Her question was soon answered as cat after cat streaked into the Brightclan camp, several bloody and others limping, all of them having their pelts soaked to the skin. It was Brightclans turn to help Darkclan.
(Its about time, eh? xD)

[LunarFaith]

Copperpaw sprung to his pure white paws, fur bristled in all directions. He pushed his way out of the safty of the apprentices den, skidding to a halt as his eyes focused on the cats before him.

Darkclan.

He knew these cats only too well. The trembling Tom ran up to them, the first one to do so. He stood, face to face, nose to nose, with the mother he had never known. Yet, in his fright, Copperpaw had not realized that she would not remember his tiny, almost lifless body. The body of her son.

[panacea.]

|Nettlethorn|
Chuckling, he nodded and curled his tail over his paws. "Do you have a mate?" Naturally, his gaze flew to Sandcloud who seemed to have given up on life ever since she'd lost a lot. "Would you excuse me for a moment?" Sighing and shooting the friendly tom an apologetic glance, Nettlethorn hesitantly approached Sandcloud. "I'm, uh, sorry about earlier." He muttered, grudgingly apologizing to the pretty she-cat, which was unusual for him. A hiss of horror escaped him as he noticed the ragged, weary DarkClan warriors entering their camp. Confusion, then scorn flickered across his face. If BrightClan helped them, then they would be owed a debt.