Warriors of Pure Heart (Warrior Cat RP)

[snowflake139]

Ryou grinned pleasantly at Smokeyeye and said, "Why don't we go to camp right now? I'll explore and annoy all of your Clanmates for a while. A nice, friendly visit. I promise I won't hurt anyone."
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Soulstar stepped forward to Bearheart. There was pure respect in his eyes as he stated, "The dream that Star Clan had sent me clearly states that you are to be the new deputy. Even though you have not had an apprentice yet, I don't think Star Clan cares, or else why would they send the dream? This shall be remedied as soon as possible. Bearheart, you are the new deputy of Soul Clan. Do not let me down."
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Aspenleaf purred as she saw Bearheart, her good friend, being named deputy. She smiled pleasantly and cheered Bearheart's name.

[- drift.]

SmokeyEye

She smiled, supressing a small laugh. "Oh, I'm completely sure you'll annoy them..." She murmured teasingly, flicking her tail over his nose teasingly. "And, I know you won't harm them, or vise versa." She stood up, flicking her tail at the entrance to the cave, heading in that direction. "Alright, let's go."

[snowflake139]

Ryou smiled brightly at Smokeyeye and followed her to the Soul Clan camp. He heard the uproar of approval as they were shouting someone's name. Bearheart. Bearheart. That name rung a bell.

[not here sorry!]

Cherrypaw dropped the prey she caught when they were inside the camp. She took a few pawsteps,sat down, and sighed.

[snowflake139]

"Bearheart is the new deputy! Did you hear?" Aspenleaf purred, smiling brightly at the young apprentice. She looked at Cherrypaw with a bright grin and padded away.

[Ulysses]

Bearheart yowled her happiness, her joy although unclear in the expression on her face, which was one of stiff pride and respect, was present in the warm glow of her eyes. "I swear to serve the clan well, Soulstar," she meowed loudly and clearly. "And I would be happy to take on an apprentice..." she looked over the kits of the clan, and all of them skrunk away from her stern gaze. Bearheart had quite a reputation for hen-pecking and scolding the apprentices. "My loyalty is eternally to the clan, and I shall do anything I can do to ensure all of Soulclan's cats' welfares and livelihoods." Bearheart looked to Soulstar. Her face broke into something that could be called an expression; an expression of pure loyalty and respect. "I am honored to have been chosen by Starclan, and by Soulstar both," Bearheart rumbled in a deep, purring voice. "Long live the cats of Soul Clan!" she yowled up to the sky.

[Runningdawn]

[[ Kay, since I have no idea where to pick up now, I'm just going to say Iceflare appeared at the camp and watched the ceremony and she is now in the warrior's den. x'D ]]

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Iceflare sat quietly in the warriors den, a rock-surrounded area that was protected from weather by broad-leafed bushes. The den had obviously taken quite a large amount of work, having to clear out branches and make an entrance, but hard work had paid off and the warriors could all sleep peacefully inside. The dark tabby she-cat gazed around, her long tail wrapped around her paws, and sighed heavily. Through the entrance of the den she could make out the great, looming shape of the Highrock, silhouetted by the sun, which was beginning to sink down into the sky.

Iceflare curled up in a nest of ferns and feathers, grooming herself contemplatively. True, deputy was what she had wanted to become, but for now she could handle the disappointment and go on with her duties. Besides, eventually a new deputy would be chosen, and by that time perhaps she would be renowned enough in her own clan (if she weren't an elder by then). Her desired passed for now, Iceflare rested her head on her paws and stared out the entrace of the warrior's den, watching cats mull about.

[not here sorry!]

"Really?" Cherrypaw mewed in surprise. She couldn't believe there was a new deputy...and she wasn't there. She sighed again,and sat down,looking at the sky. Great Starclan,when can I be a warrior? she thought.

[Runningdawn]

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"Darkness is nothing without light..."
"There is a great change coming..."
"Nothing is reversible..."
"Time slows hearts, kills and revives..."
"Nothing is too soon; everything is too late..."
Whispers of long forgotten cats lingered in the shadows of the cave, curling around Iceflare's paws and drifting lazily past her ear, fainter than a breath of air. Moonlight cascaded down onto the floor, onto the gray she-cat that stood perfectly still in the center of the mysterious room. Slowly, she lifted her eyes up, and almost immediately Iceflare's vision burst into a pyrotechnics display of white sparks, shooting off from the moon and falling toward her.
Not intent on the idea of getting burnt, Iceflare jumped back, hissing, only to bump into something else - the body of another cat. She turned around, about to spit out words of surprise, but stopped dead in her tracks, her heart suddenly feeling light it was going to burst inside her chest.
There, in front of her, stood a cat that was so still it couldn't have been alive - it wasn't even breathing. The cat's dark gray pelt had turned a deep, reddish-brown - the color of the blood that dripped from every tip of the cats fur. It didn't have eyes - instead, it had empty sockets that seemed like they were the essence of nothing, so dark that it seemed like it could swallow you whole. The cat's jaw moved up in down, murmuring words in a raspy, whispering only Iceflare could hear.
"Water... fire... collide... death... life... hope... despair... water... fire... collide-"

Iceflare jumped out of her nest, yowling in terror, her fur standing on end but plastered to her body like she had just dived into a pool of water. Her breath came in ragged gasps and her eyes stared at the ground, wide and unseeing as her trembling, feeble legs attempted to support her body from collapsing.
What was that... she thought fearfully. The dream (or rather, nightmare) had no real direction, and left her with no clear message. It wasn't a sign sent from Starclan, she knew that much - was she going crazy? No, she had been fine before she dozed off!
Suddenly embarrassingly aware of the other cats in the camp, she attempted to calm her breathing, though it wouldn't stop pushing against her throat, as if to say: I want out! Iceflare shut her eyes tightly, sucked in another deep breath, and without another forethought pelted through the warriors den and out of the camp, not knowing where she was going, only hoping it would be far enough to keep the terrible dream away.
Perhaps I just need a break...

[- drift.]

SmokeyEye

She gazed around at the uproar, smiling over at Bearheart, glad the clan now had a deputy. But, there was a tinge of fear in her heart as she entered the clan's camp. As if time had frozen, leaving only SmokeyEye out of its grasp, the noise around her faded, all the movements of the cats around her growing slow. Her eyes grew wide as a cat appeared before her, itsred-orange paws not touching the ground as it moved in her direction. She stumbled backward, openeing her mouth to yowl out in surprise, but nothing but silence coming out. The cat moved onward at the same speed, only stopping when its nose was directly in front of SmokeyEye's. Now, she could see that it was a young, flame-colored tom. SmokeyEye had never seen the cat before, but, immediately, a name formed in her head. SoulSpark...