The horrid nightmare that Fireclaw was stuck in slowly faded from the forefront of his mind to be replaced with a pleasant one. He dreamt that he was in the nursery with his mother Gingerfoot. She licked his back warmly and purred a beloved tune. Beside him slept his brother, Ratkit and his sister Fernkit. He dreamt of his tiny little paws and his stumpy little tail and of when he was no more than Firekit. A smile replaced his grimace and his face relaxed in to a smile. Her began to pur along with his mother and he slowly curled up in to his patch of dirt, dreaming of his mother's soft ginger fur.
Willowsong was rewarded when she heard him purr lightly and she continued her licking. She began to purr alongside him. The forest added soothing sounds, and she listened for any kind of intrusion, but there was none. They were safe for tonight..
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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."
Ooc: By the way (apologies for the double post) I'll be gone tomorrow and most likely the day after, so don't go too far please, and Ebbs, I give you permission to use Willowsong if it'll help keep her in the loop. XD thankies!
-- Edited by Duskstar on Saturday 8th of August 2009 06:51:34 AM
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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."
Graystreak looked up from where he was by the water. he had fallen asleep without even noticing. Watching Willowsong and Fireclaw for a moment he stood up and stretched. His paws were wet from the water spalshing on the bank. Shaking each one of them he yawned and moved away from the others and the water. Straining his ears to the water ahead he lied down and closed his eyes.
-- Edited by Paintedleaf on Saturday 8th of August 2009 10:04:49 PM
Ghostfur was embarressed. He finally got the wits to confess to Lunardream.. and she didn't like him. He was cherry red and licked his chest. The white tom watched as the pretty she-cat got up and walked away. "Um.. okay. No problem.." he said. His voice cracked; he wasn't going to cry in front of her though. He tried to smile. "But I still think you're pretty." He managed to say. Ghostfur was utterly lost; drowned with words he wanted to say. "Yeah. Good night.. then, I guess." He curled up, thinking about what just happened. "How can I win her heart?" he whispered to himself.
Blossomheart sighed, she turned and padded towards the endless water. She curled up close to it and closed her eyes and listened to the waves. She smiled and said, " This is nice. " She heard a voice in her ears, " Ghostfur...I'm sorry to say, I don't exactly...feel the same way." It was Lunardream. She then heard Ghostfur say, " Um.. okay. No problem.." Blossomheart sighed.
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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
Graystreak lifted his head as he heard Ghostfur say he thought Lunardream was pretty. Looking at his expression he could tell things didnt go to well. Looking over to Lunardream he couldnt help but laugh alittle. Although he shouldnt have laughed he shook his head and stood up. After waking up this last time he wasnt that sleepy. sitting down he watched the water again.
-- Edited by Paintedleaf on Saturday 8th of August 2009 10:44:45 PM
OoC; whoots! new computer! what type is it ?? XD Also.. I'ma make Ghostfur dream about his thing on getting kicked out of the clan :) The ShadowClan leader will be Darkstar.
Ic: Ghostfur closed his eyes, tired from remembering his most recent conversation with Lunardream. He completely humiliated himself; saying he loved the she cat and then being rejected. She'll probably never talk to me again; she probably would hate me now. Ghostfur thought. Finally, after a long while. He was swept into deep sleep. Ghostfur was dreaming. It was not nessicarily a dream.. more of a nightmare. The silver warrior was shivvering and quaking. The dogs were approaching from every which direction. Ghostfur was trapped, straight in the center. There was nothing but the ground, no place to jump and climb. All he could do was wait to be teared up. The dogs bared their teeth, drool dripping down. He closed his eyes and waited. Finally, he was ripped on his right side. The pain was unbearable and Ghostfur thought he would die. But then, the dogs left. After awhile, then pain died down, but his side still had remains of the scratches. It soon tured a sickly green and brown. The dream changed vividly. Now, he was in the center of camp. All cats were watching. "Ghostfur.. I'm sorry, but I, and the other clan leaders, decided to make the cats who were infected by the dogs leave camp. It's the only way for us to survive." Ghostfur stared at the black leader, supprised. "I.. Darkstar! I thought you were better than that!" he cried. Darkstar gave him a sad look, pain in his blue eyes. "It's the only way for this clan to survive." he said darkly. "We never had this disease. Never. We don't know what it can cause; we don't know if it can infect other cats. I'm sorry, but you are no longer my warrior." Ghostfur eyed the clan leader, narrowing his eyes. "I always thought ShadowClan leader was more noble than this. If I am no longer your warrior, you are no longer my leader. I have no more loyalty to ShadowClan." He glared at his clanmates one last time, then turned around and left. Ghostfur woke up in a sweat. He hated that moment. Darkstar was mouse brained. "I'll train so hard, Darkstar will regret kicking me out," he vowed.
-- Edited by Timbersong on Sunday 9th of August 2009 02:37:51 AM
Watching the moon still high in the sky Graystreak yawned and lied down looking at some of the cats who looked like they were dreaming. Remembering when Darkstar exciled him, Ghostfur, and Lunardream he flexed his claws and looked to the sky. If starclan wanted them to stay they wouldve stopped the leaders from making them leave. For all Graystreak was concerned Starclan wasnt part of him anymore. He didnt believe in ANY starry cats in the sky! Hissing quitely he bowed his head and closed his eyes to sleep.