This Leaf-bare (Part 1 of a Warriors RP) ACCEPTING

[rowenclaw]

Ooc: I can stick the link in my sig too. It's hard to find people to join.

[Dia.]

ooc: yeah that works. thanks. and oh i know!!!

[rowenclaw]

Ooc: well see if that doesn't help get more people. Well I better get to bed soon.

[Dia.]

ooc: ok, Ill plan stuff lol! bye

[Fawnie]

Echosong sighed, her eyes were dull and clouded. All the worry, stress, and the fact that she was exhausted was finally hitting the pretty Medicine cat. She wobbled slightly on her paws, giving her apprentice a Drowsy look. "I'm sorry. Do you think you can take control from here?" She mewed, her jaws stretching in a long yawn. Before her apprentice could reply, Echosong basicly passed out in the middle of the den.

Bright lights streamed from every corner, blinding Echosong. She blinked twice, everything cleared. She was resting in an open meadow in EternalClan. The soft grass brushed against Echosong's gray striped pelt, she smiled contemptly. A starry figure slowly made it's way twords her, Echosong opened her mouth to yowl a friendly greeting and ask why she was here, but before she could, the meadow dropped from beneath her paws. A blood-caked clearing replaced it. The sky was a deep crimison red, matching the blood on the soil. The once peacful stream ran red with blood, her own pelt was blood-caked as well. Horrified, she glanced up. A snow white pelt flashed infront of her, followed by a firey colored one. She turned on her paws searching for the pair, but they vanished. It grew eerily silent, Echosong's pelt pricked. An Earsplitting yowl echoed through the clearing, it was now roaring with battle, many cat's bodies flashed by her, it seemed two clans were fighting head-to-head. Horrified, Echosong leaped back, watching the scene before her. The prophecy echoed through the clearing, everything started to fade. The last image Echosong saw was Froststar's face, with an evil shadow looming over her. Then, everything was black.

[Dia.]

Froststar shivered, disturbed by something. She couldn't tell what is was. Suddenly, the world around her began to spin, her vision blurred and was covered in bright lights. She swayed a little, zoned out, even a mouse scampered by and she didnt so much twitch a whisker. The prophecy blared in her mind, and as the scent of blood started to grow she collapsed, out cold outside of camp in the middle of the forest.

A firey orange shape loomed over her. She let out a yowl for help, but no one came to her. She scrambled pathetically at the large tom's belly, but to no avail. She closed her eyes and let out another yowl as sharp fangs peirced into her throat. It all went black...

Froststar is still laying out in the middle of the territory, unscratched and unharmed. She is out cold.

ooc: Eternalclan really wants us to know this prophecy!!! im thinking the outcome will happen sometime in the second season of the rp...

[Dia.]

ooc: sorry for double post... but i have to go to bed

[~Demonic~]

Lilypaw scrunched up some moss and half-heartedly carried it into the elder's den. She unrolled the bundle and lay it out for the elders to sleep on before scampering back to the apprentice's den. On her way, she felt a deep sense of foreboding and shuddered. Something's going to happen. But was it good, or bad?

[Hippie]

Brightflower pads out of camp, and starts running to her favorite hunting place, hoping for a rabbit, suddenly she hears a twig snap, she slowly turns to the source of the noise, and sees a huge rabbit, she silently creeps up to it, she pounces, and ends its life with a quick bite to the neck, she purrs as she drags the heavy rabbit back to camp, thinking how grateful Froststar will be of such an enormous catch, especially in leaf bare she drops it on the fresh kill pile, picks up a mouse for herself, and walks back to the nursery, she sits down, and eats.

[~Demonic~]

Lilypaw felt bored and walked around the camp. She came across the fresh-kill pile and gaped as she saw a huge rabbit lying there. "Woah." She muttered and stood there dumbstruck. She could've explored the camp a bit more, but since she felt a bit tired, she just stood there. Staring.