
coding to both - carrie dee. and aurie .
format, plot, and writing to me. c:
format, plot, and writing to me. c:
THE DARK FLIGHT
of the crows over our plains?
OUR COUNTRIES IN CHAINS !TWASOUR COUNTRIES IN CHAINS !
OUR COUNTRIES IN CHAINS !TWASOUR COUNTRIES IN CHAINS !
freedom hears us in the night so sweet.
TONGUES OF FLAME IN OUR BLOOD SINGING.
strange things are happening in the forest. unusual sights have been spotted by every clan, but the most common one seems to be great, metal birds in the sky that don't sing - instead, they make harsh buzzing noises that are like stinging bees in the ears of any cats who hear them. change isn't only in the air, though: a new threat is trickling into the forest itself. a pack of dogs has been striking shadowclan, and their leader is a ruthless, bloodthirsty brute named steele. he plans to take over the clans one by one, rule the forest, and enslave its cats. although tensions are running high between the clans, deep down, every cat knows that the only way to defeat the dog pack is to come together and fight as one.
the longer they're not united, the longer they risk occupation and oppression. the presence of the dog pack, peaceful or not, poses more than a physical threat to the cats. even if the dog pack agrees to not harm one hair on a kit's pelt so that they can stay in the forest, prey is disappearing as rapidly as dewdrops on blades of grass on a sweltering day in greenleaf. already, some cats are beginning to grow weak from lack of food, and starclan has been so quiet that fear is beginning to creep into the most lionhearted of warriors. everyone is nervous about a war, but the only sure path to tread down is to fight back - and fast. time is running out to make a decision, and the leaders of the clans are under more pressure than ever. the influence of the pack is spreading, and if the clans don't act soon, their days will be numbered.

OUR COUNTRIES IN CHAINS !TWASOUR COUNTRIES IN CHAINS !
OUR COUNTRIES IN CHAINS !TWASOUR COUNTRIES IN CHAINS !
freedom hears us in the night so sweet.
TONGUES OF FLAME IN OUR BLOOD SINGING.
strange things are happening in the forest. unusual sights have been spotted by every clan, but the most common one seems to be great, metal birds in the sky that don't sing - instead, they make harsh buzzing noises that are like stinging bees in the ears of any cats who hear them. change isn't only in the air, though: a new threat is trickling into the forest itself. a pack of dogs has been striking shadowclan, and their leader is a ruthless, bloodthirsty brute named steele. he plans to take over the clans one by one, rule the forest, and enslave its cats. although tensions are running high between the clans, deep down, every cat knows that the only way to defeat the dog pack is to come together and fight as one.
the longer they're not united, the longer they risk occupation and oppression. the presence of the dog pack, peaceful or not, poses more than a physical threat to the cats. even if the dog pack agrees to not harm one hair on a kit's pelt so that they can stay in the forest, prey is disappearing as rapidly as dewdrops on blades of grass on a sweltering day in greenleaf. already, some cats are beginning to grow weak from lack of food, and starclan has been so quiet that fear is beginning to creep into the most lionhearted of warriors. everyone is nervous about a war, but the only sure path to tread down is to fight back - and fast. time is running out to make a decision, and the leaders of the clans are under more pressure than ever. the influence of the pack is spreading, and if the clans don't act soon, their days will be numbered.










