Warrior Cats: The Four Clans

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Twigstar's Form/ Night's Story:

I'd like to do Twiggy's one:

Setting: Somewhere out in the marsh
Characters: Cottonsky and Firesea
Type of Story: Sad
Description/ Summary of Story(optional): Firesea is in love with Cottonsky, but he has a dark past, so he plans to kill her so she will not live in his wrath.


Forgive me,my love


Firesea sighed as he watched Cottonsky chase the butterflies playfully.
"Cottonsky,can't you be still for one second?" He asked,a hint of annoyance in his voice.She halted,grinning playfully,then bounded merrily towards him.
"Oh,c'mon.Why do you always have to be so grumpy?" She mewed back,giggling. "Why are we here anyways?"
Chuckling,he leaned in closer to her,smiling crookedly(*gasps* It's Eddy Cullen in disguise! :O).Finally,his nose was pressed against hers,causing her to blush under her milky-white fur.
"I wanted to tell you something..."
A shiver of delight crept upon Cottonsky's spine as his hot breath caressed her whiskers.
"Really? Because.....I have something to tell you too." She replied,gazing into his blue eyes.
Firesea lifted his paw,then placed it gently on her back.I can't do this,He thought.But I must.I just can't let her suffer.
His eyes clouded with worry,three simple words escaped his mouth.
"I love you."
Smiling weakly,she replied,"I love you too,Firesea." Their hearts pounded wildly at the same time.He smiled nervously,unsheating his claws slowly.
"And I'll always love you,no matter what anyone says or does,or no matter what I do or say." Firesea whispered.Cottonsky smirked.
"I kno-"
All of a sudden,a shriek was heard.She lay limp on the floor,blood staining her beautiful pelt.A single tear trickled down Firesea's cheek. "No matter what..." Shutting his eyes tightly for one moment,he thought of the moments he and her spent together.Opening them again,he spotted a patrol coming towards him,with Mountaincave leading them.
"What happened here?" He panted,noticing Cottonsky's dead body.Firesea pressed his muzzle against her pelt,crying more and more.
"I....I was just hunting with her,then I told her I was going to bring this vole back to camp.As I was walking,I heard a scream.I went back,just to find her here,laying dead." He explained between sobs.Mountaincave ordered Bearpaw and Dewfoot to burry her,then he turned to Firesea,a sympathetic look in his eyes.
"I know how much you loved her,Firesea.And we all mourn for her.Why don't you sit vigil for her?" he asked.Firesea nodded slowly,staring at Cottonsky's lifeless figure.

Bubbleshine's Form/ Tabbystripe's story:
Setting: Lake
Characters: Ginger [A ginger kittypet with green eyes] and a clan cat [your choice]
Type of Story(Sad, Funny, Mystery, etc.): Love
Description/ Summary of Story(optional): clan cat debates loving her or not
Extra Information: Must include some sort of betrayal.


Leaffrost went out of camp for a hunt. He headed toward Horseplace. The Twolegs that lived there had just gotten a kittypet recently, named Ginger. Today, the RiverClan cat noticed, Ginger was sitting and chatting with the other horseplace cats, as she usually did. She looked at peace, gentle, calm, and as she gently licked her paw and placed it gracefully over her ear as she groomed her beautiful ginger fur, Leaffrost felt like there was no cat he'd ever seen. But he couldn't love her, not ever. She was a kittypet, it was against the warrior code in many ways, and it couldn't be right. But his heart dragged him over there, how could it not be right?
Finally, he got up and walked over to Ginger.
"Hello," he said softly. She met his gaze kindly.
"Hi, there," she mewed. "I've noticed you coming around. Leaffrost, right?"
"Yeah," Leaffrost was surprised she'd knew his name already. "You're Ginger? So how you like life here so far?"
"It's great, I really love it here," Ginger replied joyously.
And they went on chatting, until finally Leaffrost had to leave to bring back freshkill for RiverClan. But as he fished, he still wondered whether this was right, loving a kittypet.

Leaffrost didn't go to see Ginger for a few days after debate, but finally he coldn't resist, and though he said he'd go on a hunt, he let his paws pull him toward a ginger pelt. And she would sit near the fence, in a corner where the horses wouldn't step on her with their clumsy feet. And the day she'd see Leaffrost after he hadn't come because of his uneasiness, she'd say, "I waited here until my owners came out and dragged me in. I'm glad you've come today."
But eventually Leaffrost's doubts went away. He would come everyday and talk with Ginger, and he'd push away his doubts. But one day, his closest friend Smokefoot asked him where he was going.
"On a hunt, the Clan needs freshkill," he'd replied.
"A patrol's going out soon," Smokefoot said.
"I feel like being alone right now," Leaffrost said.
"Leaffrost," Smokefoot replied softly, "everytime you say that you come back with a trace of horseplace smell on you."
"Smokefoot, you know the fish gather around that part of the lake."
"The river's better."
"Fine, I'll give the river a try, I'll come on your patrol."
But deep guilt and unisness welled inside him. He had a feeling what he was doing was breaking the warrior code.
A quarter moon later, he went to see Ginger.
"Leaffrost, what happened?" she asked when he came.
"Ginger, I'm really sorry," he said.
"Something's wrong, I can tell," Ginger replied grimly. "What is it?"
"Ginger, I belong to a Clan. I can't love you, I can't ever love you. I can't see you again."
"But, Leaffrost," Ginger said softly, "I'm having kits."
And Leaffrost noticed her stomach, a little more swollen than ever. Ginger place her tailtip on his shoulder, but Leaffrost pulled away. Ginger's eyes clouded with emotion.
"No, Ginger, I can't do anything for you. My Clan comes first, before anything."
"Before your kits?"
"Before anything, including any kits of mine," Leaffrost hissed, and jerked his gaze away, rushing off to hunt. And Ginger sat there, sad, confused, betrayed.


About a moon later, Leaffrost was on a patrol passing by Horseplace. He heard the mewling of young kits, and three squirmed out of Horseplace. One was ginger, one was white like Leaffrost, and one was white with a ginger patch on its back; just like Ginger, and just like himself. Then a familiar, graceful Ginger cat came out, and gently licked the kits between the ears. She looked up and met Leaffrost's gaze with her green eyes, but hers was thickly clouded with tears, emotion, and sadness. Then she slowly turned her head away to herd her kits back into the barn and followed, her ginger tail with a white tip dragging, normally gracefully poised, in the dust.

night's form and Tabbystripe's story:
Setting: A small waterfall
Characters: Two wolves,one male,and one female.(Come up with the names)
Type of Story: Love story. o3o



Nalie saw a shadow come over the waterfall. She shrank back in fear. Then the water splashed her and a brown wolf leaped through it. He shook the water off of his pelt, soaking Nalie. Nalie jumped to her paws and bared her teeth. The brown wolf did the same. Then Nalie straightened up and looked in disbelief at the wolf.
"Soka?" she asked.
The strange wolf's expression clouded with confusion as he looked at the white she-wolf who'd just spoken.
"Nalie, it's you?" he asked.
Nalie had only seen the wolf once before, on a long journey.
"What are you doing here, Soka?" she asked.
"I'm just coming through, and I smelled another wolf nearby."
"Well, you did a good job sniffing me out, and soaking me too."
"Sorry, Nalie"
"You might as well take some food, I have extra," Nalie said, pushing some prey to Soka.
Soka dipped his head in thanks.
"You have a nice little cavern here, near this little waterfall," Soka admired, looking around at the shining walls.
"It's really quite big," Nalie's eyes locked with his. "Do you want to live here?"
Soka's eyes shone, and he went up to Nalie and licked her ear.
"Oh, Nalie, you know the real reason I came through here?"
"No, why?"
"Nalie, I love you." Soka's eyes shone with passion and sincerity.
"Soka, when I left I missed you so much, I'm so glad your here. i love you, too."

Tabbystripe's form and Bubbleshine's story:
Setting: a farm with lots of animals, but they may venture away from it
Characters: two baby pugs (you can make up the names)
Type of Story(Sad, Funny, Mystery, etc.): (optional) Mystery or adventure
Description/ Summary of Story(optional): Writer can make up one ;)
Extra Information: none

          April and Jasper

   Jasper sighed. He looked out of his house's window at the barn. The animals were enjoying their daily gossip.
   "Oh, Betsy's having another calf." A duck wandered by the fence. Jasper sighed and went outside. The gasps came quickly.
   "Wow... Some animals seem happy..." Jasper said, a poison to his usually velvet voice.
   "It'll be her fifth." An exited lamb told them. Jasper naturally tuned out the rest. His gaze drifted to the road.
   A pug, a bit smaller than himself walked by on graceful feet. It was the time she always passed. Every time, he was more astonished by her beauty.
   "Why don't you talk to her for once?" The duck laughed, "We've seen you watching her enough to know that you have a large intrest in her."
   "That is an understatement." A horse whispered. Murmers of agreement followed. Jasper's eyes never strayed from her face. He noticed something different. Her blue collar was gone. He got up without thinking and rushed over. 
   "Hello?" Jasper asked, causing the pug to stop.
   "Hello." The girl said, breathless.
   "I'm Jasper. I noticed you don't have your collar..." He started.
   "I'm April. And yes, I seem to have lost it." Her gaze drifted from him a moment, "How did you know I wear one?"
   "You..." Jasper smiled crookedly, "You walk by every day."
   "Oh." She looked down, "Well... Could you help me find it? My housefolk wouldn't know me if I came back to them." Jasper nodded and motioned for her to follow along the fence. They followed it, leaving no stone unturned. It couldn't be found. Jasper decided he'd stay with her until she found it.  They walked side by side down the road. Jasper kept stealing looks at April. He looked at her a little too lokg, and she caught his gaze. He smlied, and watched as her mouth unwillingly broke to a smile. They walked for a while. Passing a river and trees. So many trees.
   "Are we lost?" Jasper smiled, shoulders shaking with supressed laughter.
   "No..." April tried to hide her fear. Jasper let out the laughter.
   "What?" She suddenly turned hostile.
   "Up ahead." He smiled at her. There, in front of a small, homey house, was a houseperson with it's arms streatched out for her. The blue collar was in it's hand. April looked to me.
   "Thank you so much." She smiled. She touched her nose to mine with respect and turned to it.
   "You going to 'loose' it again tomarrow?" Jasper smiled. April tensed and turned her head.
   "I think I just might." She returned my smile warmly and ran to her housefolk.

-- Edited by Tabbystripe at 04:44, 2008-06-16

-- Edited by Tabbystripe at 20:37, 2008-06-16

-- Edited by Tabbystripe at 20:45, 2008-06-16

I'll fill one out!
Setting: Somewhere out in the marsh
Characters: Cottonsky and Firesea
Type of Story: Sad
Description/ Summary of Story(optional): Firesea is in love with Cottonsky, but he has a dark past, so he plans to kill her so she will not live in his wrath.

Oh and after Mattie is done with this one, I wanna try one!

Setting: a farm with lots of animals, but they may venture away from it
Characters: two baby pugs (you can make up the names)
Type of Story(Sad, Funny, Mystery, etc.): (optional) Mystery or adventure
Description/ Summary of Story(optional): Writer can make up one ;)
Extra Information: none

          April and Jasper

   Jasper sighed. He looked out of his house's window at the barn. The animals were enjoying their daily gossip.
   "Oh, Betsy's having another calf." A duck wandered by the fence. Jasper sighed and went outside. The gasps came quickly.
   "Wow... Some animals seem happy..." Jasper said, a poison to his usually velvet voice.
   "It'll be her fifth." An exited lamb told them. Jasper naturally tuned out the rest. His gaze drifted to the road.
   A pug, a bit smaller than himself walked by on graceful feet. It was the time she always passed. Every time, he was more astonished by her beauty.
   "Why don't you talk to her for once?" The duck laughed, "We've seen you watching her enough to know that you have a large intrest in her."
   "That is an understatement." A horse whispered. Murmers of agreement followed. Jasper's eyes never strayed from her face. He noticed something different. Her blue collar was gone. He got up without thinking and rushed over. 
   "Hello?" Jasper asked, causing the pug to stop.
   "Hello." The girl said, breathless.
   "I'm Jasper. I noticed you don't have your collar..." He started.
   "I'm April. And yes, I seem to have lost it." Her gaze drifted from him a moment, "How did you know I wear one?"
   "You..." Jasper smiled crookedly, "You walk by every day."
   "Oh." She looked down, "Well... Could you help me find it? My housefolk wouldn't know me if I came back to them." Jasper nodded and motioned for her to follow along the fence. They followed it, leaving no stone unturned. It couldn't be found. Jasper decided he'd stay with her until she found it.  They walked side by side down the road. Jasper kept stealing looks at April. He looked at her a little too lokg, and she caught his gaze. He smlied, and watched as her mouth unwillingly broke to a smile. They walked for a while. Passing a river and trees. So many trees.
   "Are we lost?" Jasper smiled, shoulders shaking with supressed laughter.
   "No..." April tried to hide her fear. Jasper let out the laughter.
   "What?" She suddenly turned hostile.
   "Up ahead." He smiled at her. There, in front of a small, homey house, was a houseperson with it's arms streatched out for her. The blue collar was in it's hand. April looked to me.
   "Thank you so much." She smiled. She touched her nose to mine with respect and turned to it.
   "You going to 'loose' it again tomarrow?" Jasper smiled. April tensed and turned her head.
   "I think I just might." She returned my smile warmly and ran to her housefolk.

can I do them ALL?!?!?!?!?!??!?!?!?!?!?!?!? =D