"Don't forget medicine den...I don't think the warriors would like to sleep among herbs," Lunardream ventured. She wondered if she had any position to be making suggestions. "Plus, we'd need to keep sick cats separate from the healthy ones...no epidemics, right?" She smiled slightly; she finally felt that she had a bit of worth in this whole thing.
Willowsong nodded, "I guess that makes sense. Well, we'll have to go for the unoriginal style of dens then. Shall we go get settled into our new home?" She'd take out a patrol to check out that badger the next morning. Now, she padded into the new camp, looking around, her eyes shining.
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"If he dies, then it will be God's will."
"If that was meant to be comforting, it was not."
"Everyone dies eventually. Once you are born, you begin to die."
"That was not comforting either!"
"It is the way of the Creed. Usually our deaths are violent but quick."
Ghostfur nodded. "Yes.." he said, laughing. "Totally forgot about that~ No offence." He smiled and looked around at the unclaimed territory.. or before. Now it was HopeClan's. There was just enough dens. "Yes, look!" He exclaimed. "That space over there between the boulders could be the leader's den, and she could stand up there on that high rock while imforming the clan! And that split tree could be the elders den.. That cave could be the warriors, the smaller one could be the apprentice, that little dent in the ground covered by brackens and moss could be the nursery.. and that cave with that pool could the the medicine cat den!" He gave a little jump. "Perfect!"
Frostbreeze got up and sat down. She hoped that she would be deputy of Hopeclan she had gotten used to making patrols and doing other deputy duties in Windclan. She waited for Willowsong soon to be Willowstar to choose the deputy of Hopeclan. She looked at her black paws anticipation welling up inside of her. She looked up to hear Ghostfur she knew he was right but they would be a true clan eventually. She looked at the scratch along her back and sighed remembering the blistered dog that had attacked them and gave them these green blisters.
Blossomheart looked over at the new clan, " This is going to be so great. I am so glad this is happening. " She bounced up and down like a kit. She grinned wildly. " Meep. " She said. She looked at the scratch along her flank and sighed remembering the blistered dog that had attacked them and gave them these green blisters.
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He looks around the room Innocently overlooks the truth Shouldn't a light go on? Doesn't he know I've had him memorized for so long?
He sees everything black and white Never let nobody see him cry I don't let nobody see me wishing he was mine
"Alright, well, I suppose I should get this started then?" Willowsong ran and leaped atop the large rock, scrabbling up. "May all cats who are old enough to catch their own prey join here beneath the Highrock for a clan meeting!" She would make sure they truly wanted her as a leader, then she would decide who would be the deputy. Two names raged inside her head, fighting a war. Frostbreeze, or Fireclaw? Frostbreeze has the experience, but Fireclaw has the calm attitude necessary. He doesn't order cats around, but makes it seem like someone is doing him a favor. I honestly don't know how Frostbreeze acts, but she seems a bit too soft to help me start a clan. But then, Frostbreeze was a good deputy for WindClan. Oh, what shall I do?
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"If he dies, then it will be God's will."
"If that was meant to be comforting, it was not."
"Everyone dies eventually. Once you are born, you begin to die."
"That was not comforting either!"
"It is the way of the Creed. Usually our deaths are violent but quick."
Ghostfur smiled and sat down below Willowsong.. no. She was the knew leader. Willowstar. He was lost in thought, trying to work out who Willowsong would pick as deputy. Any cat was good; Frostbreeze and Fireclaw. But Ghostfur wanted Fireclaw for some weird reason. He didn't know how good being deputy felt. He wanted to try, but Ghostfur knew she wouldn't pick him. Not yet... maybe never. He didn't really care; he was a loyal warrior.
"First...I need you all to pick a leader," Willowsong's voice wavered slightly, but it gained its standing after. "So...if you'd like to yowl it out, loud as you can." She smiled down at the cats in the clearing, waiting, anticipating just as much as they were.
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"If he dies, then it will be God's will."
"If that was meant to be comforting, it was not."
"Everyone dies eventually. Once you are born, you begin to die."
"That was not comforting either!"
"It is the way of the Creed. Usually our deaths are violent but quick."
Lunardream's eyes sparkled with amusement. "Oh, you humble cat! WILLOWSTAR!" she called as loud as she could. She was in an unbelieveably good mood, and felt like she was capable of anything - and definitely wasn't feeling shy now.