SunClan's Story [New Thread]

[Venatici]

{ W o l f p a w ✗✗
Crush on Duskpaw / Crush on Pistachio - Mentored by Tigerclaw
"Only dawn saves dusk; only a shell saves a nut; and only love saves the wolf." ✯


"Wolfpaw, my dear. Calm down."
The voice uttered once more. Frostedfeather glared in hopes of breaking this apprentice yet. A harsh, broken one replied.
"No, Frostedfeather. I won't calm down." Wolfpaw's harsh glare looked at the spectral warrior. Something clicked in her mind; something made sense, and the words fell into place.
"You died. Why should I listen to a cat who failed? Insolent, maimed warrior who died." Her harsh words sliced through the air, as the spectral warrior faded slightly. Wolfpaw's eyes regained their glint slightly, the green flaring.
"And you aren't even real. Your a fragment of my mind, a fain. And you can never calm me down; your the monster inside me!"
Wolfpaw watched as the spectral cat faded to a pale grey, the shining blue eyes the remaining wisp just before it completely disappeared, uttering a single protest.
"I am always within you. You will need a spark to ignite, Wolfpaw...
Wolfpaw felt herself lighter as she glanced from the river to the scent of familiarity.
"I have some unfinished business to discuss."

~~~

The leaves crinkled loudly as a long-furred she-cat rushed through the forest, her green eyes burning brightly. Wolfpaw's determination raged as she bounded and leaped towards the smell of her love, Duskpaw. It was mixed with Grinner's and Eaglestar's scent, mixed with fear, anger, and frustration. A small chuckle from Grinner was heard faintly as she kept running, her paw wretched with pain; her bones felt as if they were eroding, breaking away bit by bit as she could see those faint outlines, the faint outlines that kept rushing through the air.


{{ ~ Wow, one of the most confusing posts ever. XD

[SukarettoYanagi]

(Here for a little bit! C:)

[leirah.]

☠βαяκκιт/Barkkit

{ Rogue } - { Mentor- Grinner } - { Mood=Dark and devious }

Gender; Tom
With; Sicily&To be with others
Crush; None

Dark Brown;
Tabby Tom;
With Dark Eyes;

Barkkit woke up, he shook out his fur as he spotted Sicily. Sicily was his mother figure, he didnt have his mother Smallstep anymore. Grinner was almost like a father to him,but was his mentor. Sicily motioned with her tail for him to follow. What did she want? Where was Grinner? He didn't have time to ask though, as she slid into the undergrowth. Barkkit found himself struggling to keep up with her. With frustration he growled as he could barley keep up with her. Where on earth was she going?! A thorn pierced his skin, he felt like yowling but that would only slow him down. Leaping after her, he took heavy breaths. Barkkit spotted 3 other cats, he recognized only Grinner. There were two other cats, one was attacking a bigger one. That must be Duskpaw! Barkkit thought, but stayed silent. Was that Eaglestar? Wait, what if she recognized him and forced him back into the clan? He couldn't let that happen. The Tom bristled, he unsheathed his claws. " Don't come any closer little she cat!" Growled Sicily at Wolfpaw. Who was she talking to? Barkkit thought until he seen the fourth cat, who was Wolfpaw. He looked and seen Sicily about ready to leap at Wolfpaw if she got any closer.

[SukarettoYanagi]

Ashcloud nodded, getting to get paws. He didn't know they'd done so much already, but that was to be expected. She stayed close to Pineclaw, not knowing the area well. She looked around, taking in all the sights and sounds that were so unfamiliar to her. She breathed in deeply, inhaling his sent and the seats around her. "Did Shiverwhisker and Spiderpaw survive?" she asked, knowing that if they did, the grey medicine cat would want to check her over for anything the needed to be treated. It was just a relief to her that she was home again, and that her friend was still alive.

(Ok, here now. Im having to type with one hand(no, I'm not hurt cx), so I'll be very slow... xc)

[SukarettoYanagi]

Wooly looked up at him, still purring quietly. Something felt odd though. Lik te land they were on wasn't theirs. No matter. They'd make it theirs. She lifted her head up, licking his nose affectionatly. For the first tme in moons, things were right. Perfect even. "Thank you." she whispered for no reason in particular, rubbing her cheek against his shoulder.

(For luna when she sees this~)

[Joyfeather16]

(Recappers?0

[zoketi.]

. я α c c σ σ η ѕ т я ι к є .
{ tom } { warrior } { tagged; lunarwing }

The young warrior swished his tail and sniffed lightly. Hardly a moment passed before he heard a soft thump and a rustle of dry leaves, and a strong scent washed towards him, fresh and nearby. Raccoonstrike swiveled his head around to see a light-colored she-cat standing only paces away. Immediately he tensed slightly, but it was hardly a noticeable change. His chartreuse eyes stayed steady and calm, gazing with a mildly curious air upon the stranger. His tail brushed the ground lightly and his ears pricked forwards. He guessed she was a loner, but this close to camp without further detection was surprising. Or maybe someone had caught her and sent her away already, but she stayed instead? He wondered what led her to be here. Was she spying, or stealing, or just waiting to be caught and maybe become a recruit? He drew in her unfamiliar scent, still thinking. "What are you doing so close to camp, loner?" he meowed in his deep tone, a hint of defense in his voice. His eyes drifted over the she-cat, then casually up at the trees before returning to her face.

[Ray.]

{Skyheart}
She woke up from her sleep and looked at the kit.Skyheart smiled and snuggled his tiny head.He was still asleep and was breating hard.She didn't know what to do.She called out to someone,"Help!"

{Swiftkit}
He panted and saw things flash infront of him.He felt Skyheart and heard her cries.He saw the cat again the ghost cat in his dream.Swiftkit squeezed his eyes shut and snuggles deep into Skyheart's pelt.

[~NatureSword~]

Mousepaw
{Apprentice, 8 moons, ♀}
A small but broad-
shouldered brown tabby
with amber eyes.

Mousepaw saw Songpaw slip past her, making the jump easily. She shook her head lightly, trying to escape the fear that froze her limbs. She stared at the branch, trying to focus on nothing else. Her tail lashed behind her. Not giving herself time to change her mind, she jumped. For a split second she hung in the air, her heart skipping a beat. Then she hit the branch, which bounced slightly under her weight. She grabbed at it desperately, clinging to the bark. The branch stilled, and she let out the breath she hadn't realized she'd been holding. Okay. She watched Songpaw slowly descending below her, and quickly followed, not stopping long enough to let fear latch onto her again.

Songbrook
Slowly making her way down the tree from branch to branch, Songpaw thought about what would happen if they both fell down on the tree. Forgetting that thought, she made her way down to the next branch.

☾ Songpaw ☾ Gender: She-cat ☾ Mentor: Swiftcreek ☾ Warrior Name: Songbrook ☾ Crush: Shadowpaw ☾ Mood: Scared, but mostly clam ☾

[Lady Masquerade]

♦ s p i d e r p a w ♦
{ medicine cat apprentice }
{ tom }
{ former stoneclan }

Spiderpaw's eyes widened at Shiverwhisker's words, but he didn't refuse them or go against them. Hunting and battle training? He always knew Medicine Cats had to learn the basics, but it still never really phased him until now. He wasn't sure he wanted to be a hunter or a fighter, that's why he had picked to become a Medicine Cat. Don't worry, it's not like I'll be killing cats in the future. Just do good today and we'll be done. He told himself.

❄ f r o s t w i n g ❄
{ warrior }
{ she-cat }
{ former rainclan }

Frostwing flicked her ears, able to pick up faint scents of her clanmates. She sometimes heard a voice from a few of them, able to easily recognize it among the wind. It pained her heart to leave them, but then she reminded herself that she wasn't exactly going to be gone. She would still be under StarClan's eyes, and that was good enough for her. "Hey look, it's the rocks." She murmured, quickening her pace at the sight of them.