Warrior Cats: The Four Clans

Scorchheart · ShadowClan Warrior

RE: Retelling Myths .:Full:. ~A Warrior Cat RP~

Duskstar · ThunderClan Leader

"Look. We know you offered us shelter, we know you mean well, but please, stop asking the same question! We're trying to figure out something incredibly important, so if you would shut your yappy mouths, we would much appreciate it!" Riverheart spat. He hated when cats - especially cats he didn't know - intruded upon his musing. Especially when it was important musing.

Goldheart · ThunderClan Warrior

"Well I don't trust them." Shadowpelt hissed at the two. Sure, they were new comers and really hadn't given any of them a chance to trust or not trust them. He just didn't feel as if they should take these cats in. He looked them over. "They may be willing, but strong enough to live a clan life? It's not as easy as living free." He snapped. The others were all talking about prophecy which he really didn't like talking about. He figured he'd just sound extremely stupid. He sat down and licked his chest fur a few times, waiting for someone to challenge him.

Scorchheart · ShadowClan Warrior

Snipe and Stork went back to talking to themselves. Scorchpaw just felt tired. There was still sticky stuff on her, and she wasn't licking it off. She simply let the rain wash it off. She was sick and tired of all the bickering, but what could she do? She was only an apprentice. She sat there and waited for the others to debate weather to keep arguing or find shelter. They just acted so weird sometimes. It annoyed her even more to see them snap at the old and younge cat. They hadn't listened to them, and now they were mad cuz they just now heard? She saw some low bushes that were well sheltered and curled up under them as the rain continued to pour.

Amourapaw · ThunderClan Medicine Cat Apprentice

Lilyflower shook her head. "I don't either," she muttered to Shadowpelt. She glared at the two cats, eyeing them from head to tail. "They look to much like someone familiar." She shook her head, and sighed. "Pantherstar is a proud leader. She think much good of us if two... scrawny cats joined us to fight. No. Besides, they'd get torn up the first seconds of the war." She shook her head, indicating a 'no' from her.

Scorchheart · ShadowClan Warrior

Snipe and Stork decided that mabe they shouldn't have stayed. They started talking about leaving, and scorchpaw was fast asleep. She had decided that if they were gonna argue, fine, but she wasn't going to listen. Besides, her opinoin didn't matter. She was just a weak little apprentice.That's what they seemed to think of her, so she would no longer help them with anything involving team work, because she just didn't seem to be part of the team. It would be useless anyway. They were all caught up in something she didn't have a clue about. 'Am I even supposed to go? Or did Redstar just want to make a fool out of me?'scorchpaw thought as she sleapt. It seemed to be just that. So far, she couldn't hunt, she couldn't give suggestions, and she couldn't be part of a conversation. What waas she supposed to do that Redstar had chosen an apprentice like her to go?She didn't seem to have to do anything important. Besides, if she did, the others would just say tehy could do the job better.

Florestadream · RiverClan Warrior

Biting her lip, Florestadream looked up at the darkening sky, raindrops falling in her eyes, causing her vision to become rather blurry. Ears against her skull, she hunched over. It would be rather hard to sleep tonight. But looking to Riverheart, she explained, "Riverheart... I'm curious... Maybe we should rest. Muse upon this during your sleep. I will make sure no one speaks, if that is what you wish. But we should find shelter." Eyes accusing, she straightened her spine and sat tall. Sit pretty, she hissed in her mind, eyes showing no emotion. But noticing everyone's discussions were somewhere else, she hissed in dissatisfaction. "Listen," she hissed, grabbing their attentions. "We focus at one thing at a time. First on our quest given by StarClan. Then on recruits. We are six able-bodied cats. We can defend ourselves, no? Then let's focus on the problem at hand. Panther, Lion, Twister, Ghost and Cloud. Panther is Pantherstar. Lion is Lionstar. Twister, Ghost, and Cloud are apparently three past cats from ThunderClan. Is that what we've gotten so far?" She didn't wait for an answer. Her mind was reeling in ideas quite fast, and she knew this one would be bad. So she hesitated, biting her lip before she continued. "What if we travel to PantherClan territory... And see if there are any cats there that still remember the story? I know, I know, a giant risk, but one we might have to take! There's obviously gonna be cats there that don't want to be a part of PantherClan and want to be ThunderClan or ShadowClan again, so let's take a chance! I'm not saying this will absolutely work, and I'm not saying one of us won't get killed, but I'm saying this is the best shot we've got right now." Her voice had been fast but understandable. But because of that, she had sounded completely irration in her thoughts. She knew that. But she didn't worry. If they didn't agree, she would go anyways.

ooc;; ebbs, i'm gonna have resta have a dream from her ancestor, _____. if that's alright. ;D
and all, sorry for resta's craziness. she has a lose screw right now because of the events... kinda a tyrant-like madness going on here...

-- Edited by Florestapaw on Thursday 18th of February 2010 03:42:39 PM

Ebonycloud · WindClan Deputy

OOC: Sure if that is what you wish ;D

Shadewing gave a skeptical frown toward Floresadream. "He did mention something about a panther but even if that is Pantherstar then i dont think going to find her is such a good idea. Yes we are able body cats but if you hadnt noticed, Pantherclan is full of cowards... They follow Pantherstar's orders because they are afraid of her. IF we just go there and try to recruit, unless we have a better offer that doesnt involve them having to fight against great odds then there will be no point." Shadewing sook his head, "However, we do need to find Ghost, Cloud and Twister's decendents if we ever hope to find Lionstar's decendents. Since they were one in Thunderclan it might be a good idea to do as Resta says... I dont know how we will know who is who! Its been generations since they lived. Their decendents might not look anything like them." Shadewing's wild blue eyes flashed for a moment in the dark. "If we can find them in Pantherclan then all we have to do is find Lionstar's decendents... Though i have no idea how to do that."

Goldheart · ThunderClan Warrior

"Then why don't we just get cats together and attack them!" Shadowpelt scoffed. "All this talk of riddles that don't make sense? We shouldn't be sitting around here waiting for us to figure them out. We should find the cats we feel are most acceptable." His eyes gazed at the two...cats. "Certainly they aren't what we're looking for." He looked over at Lilyflower, glad to have someone on his side. He looked over at his brother, who seemed to not even want to listen to what he had to say.

Scorchheart · ShadowClan Warrior

Scorhpaw woke up to the haze of rain that was pouring on them. She just wished they could decided what to do. But she guessed that the would snap at her if she came over, so she stayed in hr well sheltered bush. She was dying to ask why they even needed or bothered with her, seeing as she was completly useless, but stayed silent. Redstar had made a mistake including her in some dumb adventure with a bunch of warriors caught up in another world of their own. She sighed, noticing that Snipe and Stork had decided it was also time for them to sleep. They bothe found a huge bramble thicket and curled up a few paw steps away from eachother. This group didn't seem to trust or want them, so they would say farewell in the morning and be off. After all, they didn't seem to want them in thier little band of heros. "I wish them stupid can openers hadn't burned down the barn! When I get my paws on them..."Snipe muttered to himself. These cats just hated him an' his buddy. Why?! Their loss then.He fell fast asleep, making a whistling sound as the wind carried it through the resting place. Stork just felt angry with himself. If he had just helped them in a different way, Snipe would have had a home. 'Nice going! Nice going Stork!'he thought irritably. Now the poor old cat would have to wait a few more days to find a home. And it may take even longer to find the right one. Obviusly, just looking at the state he was in...and his stomach had nearly killed him last week because he was starving too. He just didn't know how Snipe could survive so much.