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[Poofycat]

(I'm really, really sorry for not being able to post, but I will do my best to do so tomorrow. I'm having to write a short essay each night, trying to get ready to take a test for a High School credit in another language in November, and, though short, they take up a good amount of time, along with my other homework. x.x Again, I'm really sorry about this, but I'll try to read through all these previous posts and write mine tommorow.)

[Greenleaf]

((It's 4am. I hope these posts make sense...

Also congratulations Todd!))

Small

|She-cat|7 moons|Currently- About to start her new adventure|Feeling- Optimistic and bittersweet|Is with- Dovepaw and Crowfrost|

As your world disassembles
Better keep your head up

Small listened very carefully to DovePaw. Well as careful as one like Small can be. As DovePaw started explaining with energy and plain excitement, Small couldn't help but drift her attention to DovePaw's eyes, now half-listening to the chattery she-cat. Small merely stared into the pretty orbs of color, lost in thought. She once heard that eyes reflect the soul..The small-eared cat brought herself back to reality when DovePaw started to speak of her dreams. DovePaw had nice dreams. For a brief second, Small wondered what her dreams were. But before she had time to answer herself, DovePaw started whispering to her, snapping Small's attention back to the she-cat. Small didn't understand the joke about CoalFrost being boring. Then again Small can't remember a time she was ever bored. Well as long as DovePaw wasn't going to be bored now then Small couldn't complain a bit. Everyone's satisfaction was all she needed, though this she-cat seemed to have a thing for flicking her tail...Small assumed that she was happy.

Then DovePaw spoke of something that made Small's heart stop. About them being sisters now. Thoughts of her own sister came into her mind. Her sister, who was named Tiny, for her ears and size was tinier than even her own. Tiny looked a lot like herself. Except she had green eyes and her fur was shorter and she had a cold look in her eyes. Tiny was not a good cat. Everyone knew this. Mother hated it and felt like a bad parent. But everyone tried to have patience with Tiny. Cause they all loved her in the end. Small recalled a memory where Tiny had once spun around and gave her a good whack on the head and told her that she was dumb and slow. Born a mouse-brain. No personality whatsoever and that she was boring. Small's brother Moose became furious and tackled Tiny. Small herself was the one who broke up that fight. Yes, Tiny was exhausting and seemed to have no good traits. But she was her sister. Small accepted her. Being known for her patience, Small was always the one who had to deal with Tiny. Small wondered if Tiny was doing ok without her. Tiny wouldn't really talk to anyone else except for her. But now she can't help Tiny anymore. Or at least not for a while.

Small wished with all her heart for her sister to be ok. She then focused her attention back to DovePaw. Small gave her a bright smile and nodded her head. For now DovePaw was the one she needed to care for.

"...Yea...We'll be like sisters now. I'll protect you DovePaw." She decided not to comment on the fact that she already had a sister. Actually, Small decided altogether to never speak about her family again. She never wanted to make DovePaw sad ever again. CoalFrost then got up and started to speak, catching Small's attention a little bit. It took her a couple minutes to realize that CoalFrost had been talking to her. Once she did realize it, her blue eyes lit up and she quickly nodded her head. She already greatly respected CoalFrost. And was glad that he was now nice to her.

"Yes please." she said and got up as well, ready to stat her new adventure. The half-politely-eaten mouse now forgotten and unwanted.



Ice

|She-cat|20 moons|Currently- Threatening|Feeling- Interested but serious|Is with- Spiderfang|

Sleeping Beauty
Poisoned and hopeless
You're far beyond a visible sign of your awakening

Ice was honestly a bit surprised when Spiderfang had admitted that indeed the cats did have their eyes gouge So maybe they were having the same dreams.Ice was going to assume it was this tom who was having the dreams. After all....he seemed like such a loser that she couldn't see him as anything but a loner with no friends and family. Ice didn't have any friends or family, but she decided she was different. Everyone else who was alone were losers. Not her though. She had plenty of opportunities to make friends and such. She just never took them. No point. She doesn't need anyone else. She only needs herself. She wasn't weak like all the others who needed companionship. Perhaps we're thinking too hard...

Ice pretended not to hear is request for giving him space, and instead, kept talking. She was already starting to get a bit bored with his character.

"Well Buddy-boy...It seems we're sharing the same dreams huh? Quite a coincidence. Fate of the foxes and hounds it seems. So what are you going to do about them huh? Are you actually going to check out the Great Rock? That's cool and all, but please keep in mind that in the direction you're going...well it's through my territory." She said, her voice getting a bit low and dangerous, eyes narrowed and a dark smile was upon her face. Time to get down to business.

"You are in my home. Without permission no less. And I don't share my home with anyone~ Especially to rude little cats who don't ask for my permission and just think they could sneak around and take my food." She finally broke physical contact with Spiderfang, and move to face his front, staring straight into his eyes with unblinking ones. Her vibe had completely changed now to a dangerous/cold one. For the first time, her smile...turned into a small tight frown.

"So what are ya gonna do about it?" she asked, voice serious and colder than ice. Depending on his next words would decide if he really was worth the effort to get some entertainment out of.

Rabbit

|Tom|22 moons|The Survivor|Currently- Interacting|Feeling- Scared and helpless|Is with- Swan|

If it keeps on raining,
levee's going to break,
If it keeps on raining,
levee's going to break,
And the water gonna come in,
have no place to stay

Needless to say, Rabbit jumped a little when he heard Swan purred. He had no idea that she was purring. He had forgotten that sound long ago. That last time he heard it was from someone very important to him. He couldn't think of the name right now. But that cat had been important to him. If Rabbit were to look more deeply into this, he would realize that he himself has not purred sine when he was a mindless kit that relied on his mother's milk. That was moons ago. Rabbit may not have known that she was purring, but he figured it wasn't something to flee from. Swan then spoke more words that surprised him. Too much for him to take at once. She was fine with his actions? Wanted to know his problems? Dreams? Rabbit looked confused the entire time when she was speaking. But when the pretty she-cat spoke of dreams, Rabbit immediately let out a sorrowful wail as the vivid images came back into his head.

"No more! No more dreams! Illusions on spiderwebs of endless iron! Seen, but not not a soul can see anymore, for eyes of the innocent have vanished into the shadows of lies and incorrect truths! Ends are coming just as new beginnings show! Saving? Saving all from doom just so new ones can come. And who needs saving? Who does not? This will save some, but end for others. In the end many will join! But everyone is a stranger to the other. There are some who don't belong to these dreams. Some who already cant be saved! And we don't know that! We don't know who they are! And they'll join us! In those spiderwebs of endless iron!" he finished his mad babbling with another ear-piercing wail, and started pacing back and forth. Finally, he stopped pacing and stood still once again, shaking. He looked a little more calm.

"S-sorry...I..I have been having dreams like that indeed...Please no more. Make it stop. Help me..." He took a couple steps closer to her then stopped, practically crying and looking like a lost kit. His eyes were pleading desperately. He wanted these terrible dreams to stop. He didn't know what to do even though it was obvious to most.

Swan

Swan sat on her haunches, head slightly tilted as she waited for Rabbit's answer. The response she got, however, shocked her beyond belief.
The little tom immediately launches into a series of mad rantings, pacing back and forth as he wailed about traps and doom. Swan could only attempt to run her tail down his back but he shied away and let out an ear-piercing wail.
When Rabbit had calmed down some and begged her to make the dreams stop, Swan shook her head sorrowfully. "I'm sorry... but as I said, I've been having these dreams as well," she resolved softly. "I wish with all my heart, like you do, that I can make them stop, but unfortunately I can't."
She then surprised herself by gently licking Rabbit over the ear, smoothing down a patch of protruding fur. "Why don't we... travel together or something?" she suggested, hoping the tom would answer at least partially sanely.

ＧＲＥＹ

The tabby gave a slight nod when the tom in front of her breathed her name, almost rolling the syllables on his tongue although the name was not that strange. Her gaze drifted away a little as he seemed lost in thought, but his gaze burned her pelt and the she-cat felt as though his eyes would scorch her fur and was surprised when no smoke began curling into the sky. Flicking her right ear to show her discomfort, the rouge briefly flexed her claws and had begun to get to her paws when he spoke again. The winter Solstice is tomorrow. I'd have to leave now to get there in good time. She thought, planning the journey in her head. Every cat knew where the Great Rock was, but her territory was on the other side of the rocky gorge, so it would take a day of brisk walking to get there and she'd prefer to get there quickly and be ready; she was one of the prophecy cats, and the tugging at her paws urged her to set off now. "I suppose. We are going to the same place, so we might as well travel together. Besides, I daresay any cat could beat you in a scrap. Despite arriving here when she was eleven moons, and therefore an outsider, Grey knew she had succeeded in creating herself a reputation and was confident she would not be attacked while traveling. "We might as well eat. We won't have time once we set off. Flicking her darker-tipped tail, Grey crouched and rapidly plucked feathers from the dead sparrow to reveal the tender flesh. Baring her teeth, she sunk her fangs in and ripped a mouthful from the fresh-kill. Swallowing, she sat back in a silent invitation.

(don't worry, it's fine, I don't mind <3 woah, spring something on me!)

(Lol, talk about muse! ;P)

Sparrow

The young tom forced himself not to bristle to openly when Gray hinted that he couldn't fend for himself, and he fluffed out his fur, instinctively attempting to look bigger. Was that amusement in the rogue's eyes?
Sparrow's ears flicked up in anticipation when Gray sank into the dead bird, chewing busily at the tender flesh beneath. The sparrow was plump and he could see how much meat was on its fat body, and he very nearly yelped in delight when the she-cat offered him a bite as well.
"Thank you so much!" he exclaimed, and he meant it. It took all his self control not to eat the entire bird in one gulp, and even after he carefully selected a portion for himself, he wolfed down the bites. It tasted delicious and for the first time in days, he felt his empty belly grow warm.
Finally he sat back and licked his chops, before he dug a shallow hole in the earth and buried the rumpled feathers and the bones of the sparrow. He sat in silence for a moment, thanking the stars for the prey, then kicked earth and loose rocks into the grave. With a pang he remembered that it was his mother who had taught him this ritual...
He turned back to Gray, feeling brighter after having something solid and filling in his stomach. "Shall we go off?" he queried.

[Keriae]

ＧＲＥＹ

Quickly gulping down her portion of the fat sparrow, Grey sat back and licked her lips. Amused by the fluffing of his fur, she watched in silence as he buried the remains. While she waited, a paw raised to her face and her tongue quickly rasped over it before it was rubbed against the fur just above her eye and then licked again and rubbed behind her ear. The she-cat was conscious that these were her last moments in the territory she had lived in for the majority of her life. Cracking open an eye, she saw that Sparrow had padded back over. She resisted the urge to roll her eyes; surely it was obvious that they had to move right away? "Yes." Grey replied shortly, standing up. She shook out her fur and tasted the air; her border markers were a mousetail in front of her. She forced her fur to lay flat and stepped over.

[Todd.]

((Well since I'll be staying home today I've found myself some time to post ^^ so... Both my cats are free to interact with and they're together ))

|{|. Nightheart .|}| & -|-| Smokey (Smokekit) |-|-
Male | 18 Moons | Fighter | The Cold One | Single -- Male | 4 moons | Kit | Single

Nightheart blinked and sighed softly, of course that kit wasn't Steamkit... Steamkit had died a few moons ago, he had seen it with his own eyes.. Seen him perish slowly not able to get through hunger... He sighed and pushed himself back to his feet, "keep your eyes open and look the direction you're running to the next time" he mewed walking away from him slowly.

Smokey stared at him with a frown, wait... That Tom was older and... And him himself was alone. The fluffy and rather fat kitty stumbled to his big paws (which were too big for him) and followed him, "who are you? Where are you going? can I go with you?" the questions came out quickly on high pitched mews on a nervous tune.

The black tom stopped and glance back at him before gazing around for a moment and sighing, "shouldn't you be with your parents, kit?" he questioned on his monotonous mew. He sighed softly then watching as the gray kit stared at his paws then as mumbled something about being lost and not knowing where he came from. Sighing then the black Tom nodded, "fine. You can come but keep your mouth shut and do anything I tell you, understood?"

"Yes sir" Smokey mewed happily And walked toward him rubbing his side against the tom's, "I understood-" he mewed then a little annoyed when Nightheart moved to the side and Smokey fell to the floor frowning at him.

"first rule. No touching'' the Black tom mewed and started to walk out searching for the place he had seen on his dreams, he glanced back for a moment and inwardly smiled to see the kit quietly following him and so he looked ahead again starting his journey up to somewhere.

[Seasonal]

Ａｍｂｅｒｌｅａｆ
{ Loner | Female | 32 moons }

"I'm glad to say that I've met you too, Fire," Amberleaf mewed, happy that she had finally met a cat who seemed to warm up to her so quickly. Perhaps it was in the name Fire!, she mused to herself silently. It was not until then that Amberleaf wondered if her new acquaintance had noticed that she often held her head at an angle when she looked over the tortoiseshell she-cat, unable to see from her left orb. It would only be viewed as a weakness, so Amberleaf corrected herself immediately. Whether this cat was friendly or not, this was the wild, not a happy-go-lucky Clan living in a dense forest where everybody held to the Warrior Code so firmly.

She pushed the thoughts aside. "Honestly, I wouldn't miss this meeting for anything," she admitted, her shoulders relaxing as she looked down at her paws. "I think that the dream world is so interesting, and the way that we connect with our spiritual ancestors is simply indescribable, even by science. Do you understand that we are reckoning with something so unknown? I knew the cats of StarClan; they were past warriors of the Clans that I lived with. But I don't know these cats, these miraculous forces! This is something so mysterious and incalculable!"

Amberleaf smiled and looked up. "Perhaps it's only interesting to me. Are you frightened? As eager as I am to go and to find out what the meaning of this is, I am chilled to the bone in suspense. Even if neither of us are directly linked to this omen, I still find it nerve-wracking..." her voice trailed off. "Anyways, I think that we should stick together for now, at least until the meeting. It will be much easier on the both of us."

[x] Word count: 298
[x] Muse: Normal
[x] Tagged: Fire

((Very sorry for such a late response! ;; School caught up to me with a bunch of tests and projects all at once, and CS became one of my lower priorities. I'm getting much better at time management, though, so hopefully I won't go missing for days at a time again! xD))

[darĸнowl]

{{ That's alright! }}


Ғ ι r e « ғ l ι ɢ н т_____________________ ________

loner atm • 24 moons • female

Fire smiled in utter giddyness. She'd been alone for quite a long time and having someone say that they were glad to have met her made her feel great. It was foreign, this whole thing; different and a little scary but she knew, from this moment on, her life was going to change. She was glad she'd have someone like Amberleaf beside her, though. The other she-cat obviously knew more about clan-life than her.

She still couldn't absorb this whole 'force' thing or ancestors or whatever it was that was up there, sending everyone (whoever else it was that was receiving the dreams) the signs and bringing them together. It was a lot to take in, and no one could really blame her - this was her first time hearing about it. But Fire had an open mind and would soon learn to accept it. She just needed proof, is all. When Amberleaf asked her if she was frightened, her gut went all funky and she just stared at her, smile fading before returning again. "Me?" she laughed cooly. It was every cat's instinct in this forest to never admit something like that. She had never shown weakness. But this was all very curious and frightening and she simply couldn't hold her cold composure for more than a few moments in front of this cat. She didn't know what it was, but there was something about Amberleaf that made Fire tell the truth only.

The beautiful, brightly-coloured she-cat hung her head. For such an energetic image, she looked nothing like herself anymore. Her shoulders slumped, she looked tired and confused. She let out a shaky sigh. "I'm not frightened Amberleaf. I'm petrified. I don't know what's going on, why it's happening... why on earth I would be picked... It makes no sense and everytime I think about it my head just feels like it's going to explode. I'm nothing special. I've got no one. So why would I be brought together with a bunch of strangers that have no relation to me, whatsoever? How would the same dream be planted in every single cat's head at the same time? I just... I ju-" She shut her mouth, feeling herself start to hyperventilate slightly. What is wrong with you, Fire? She's never acted like this before. She was always the brave one. Fire swallowed hard, breaths coming out in uneven, hard heaves. She turned away, embarrassed, as her multicoloured eyes were blown wide in shock and fright. "I'm sorry.." she choked out after she got a hold of herself. Huh. Panic attacks. That was new. She swallowed once more, feeling how dry her throat felt. "... I agree with you, Amberleaf. We'll stick together and get there together," she croaked, offering a weak smile at her new travelling companion who smelled faintly of herbs.

[aiu]

{I'm really sorry for not saying this earlier, but the reason I'm posting this is because I'm grounded. I'll hopefully be back in another week or so, but until then I will not be able to make replies. Any characters interacting with mine can wait for me to come back or they can continue without me.}

[Lothlórien]

{Sorry I have not been on. I just got a new cat and so I have been busy. I will try to reply today.}

[Angry.Jackal]

{post will go here}

[darĸнowl]

{{ Bump for Seasonal<3 }}