Warrior Cats: The Four Clans

Ebonycloud · WindClan Deputy

RE: The Opposite Effect ~Started~ .:Full!:.

Shatterstep · ShadowClan Medicine Cat

OOC: So are our cats and human different people?
Sorry if this is bugging you. I just don't wanna mess up.

Ebonycloud · WindClan Deputy

OOC; No, our characters are our cats. We just live in the human city in human bodies right now. We may return to our cat bodies at some point ^^

Nettlepath · ShadowClan Warrior

Ohh Ok" Sorry! Is it alright if I still join in after i've been approved?

Paintedleaf · WindClan Warrior

OOC: Ebony, Umm before this Rp gets farther into the plot I was wondering if I can change my character. If I cant thats ok.

Ebonycloud · WindClan Deputy

OOC: Uh, sure if you want, you havent dont much character development so yeah, go ahead ^^

Duskstar · ThunderClan Leader

"Sounds good, I'm starving!" Sparrowpaw replied, dashing out of the room and staring, wondering where they had come from. "Do you have any idea where to go, though?" she asked, grinning sheepishly.

Duskfeather let out a soft mrrow before leaping onto the desk behind her and tapping a key on the keyboard to wake up the computer. With a little bit of maneuvering, she had Word open and began typing, as much as she could with her paws anyway.
You just love your confused cats, don't you, dearest? You know that you're going to have to teach them how to read and write and use technology, right? If they don't get scared to death of it first...

Ebonycloud · WindClan Deputy

Hawkpaw dashed out after her but managed to come to stumbling halt as she stopped to sheepishly grin at him. Hawkpaw smiled, full of confidence, "Hold on a sec." He lifted his nose and began to scent the air, sure that he could just retrace their scent back to its origin. yet as he searched the air around him he couldnt smell anything outstanding. In fact, he couldnt even smell his own scent. Hawkpaw lowered his nose and turned his own sheepish grin toward Sparrowpaw, "Heh... I guess its not as easy as that is it?" His face once again turned red, a very annoying side affect of becoming human.

Luke passed by the computer, reading her words with a smile on his face. "You know me too well Duskie. But you remember what it was like on our first day in Thunderclan. We were being made fun of even by the kits. We were so awkward on out paws that we werent allowed to hunt until we could run across the camp without stumbling." He laughed deeply before he turned back around, having grabbed a few documents off his desk. "Unfortuantly their stay here in this world is going to be more complicated than our stay in theirs." The man scratched his beard for a moment as he delved in to thought. When they had appeared in THunderclan they had been there for a reason. They had to stop Lionblaze. Certainly there was a reason that the apprentices were now here in the city.
Before Luke could think anymore on that subject, his butler entered the room wearing a formal buisness suit. Luke's butler was more like a body buard/friend. He wasnt much older than Luke so they got along easily. The raven haired gentleman trusted his body guard with his life, even with Duskie's life. "Dinners ready Mr. Knightly," he said.
"Thanks Robert, if you could, please go and get the kids that i brought with me," Luke replied.
Robert's face turned in to a mask of confusion, "You brought kids here?" Luke merely let out a chuckle as he shrugged. Robert rolled his eyes, a liberty he was allowed for being one of Luke's best friends. "As you wish sir," with that the man turned on his heel and exited the room.
"He's a good man. Should have settled down years ago but he said he would rather throw himself in the line of fire for me then dare to go on a date." Luke grinned and chuckled again. "Well my dear," he said as he turned towrad Duskfeather. "Shall we go sit down at the table? We have guests this evening."

Duskstar · ThunderClan Leader

Sparrowpaw laughed, a strange-sounding noise that felt quite normal. Spotting another human down the hall, she wondered if they should ask him. "Maybe he knows where Runningclou- I mean Luke went?"

Duskfeather purred in amusement before leaping into Luke's open arms, settling in comfortably. Dinner sounded heavenly right then, and so she couldn't wait. She had looked back on raw food as slightly disgusting after eating cooked food once more, and had never wanted to go back. Why eat something bloody when it could be spiced with herbs and peppers and fruits?

Ebonycloud · WindClan Deputy

Hawkpaw watched warily as the strange human stepped forward with purpose in his stride. "Excuse me," he started, "Are you two part of the group that Mr. Knightly brought?"
Hawkpaw tossed a sideways glance with confusion on his face. "Mr. Knightly?" he then turned back toward the man and said, "We came here with Luke."
The man lifted his brow and his lips quivered as if trying to restrain his amusement. Hawkpaw glared at him. "Im sorry," the strange man chuckled. "Mr. Knightly is Luke's last name." Hawkpaw didnt understand last names but it didnt matter to him. "I came to fetch and bring you to dinner."
At those words Hawkpaw's mouth began to water, "So what are we having? Mouse? Vole? Rabbit? What did Luke catch?" The man looked more confused than anything Hawkpaw had seen before.
"Umm... No," he started after finding his voice, "We are having a three course meal starting out with a garden salad. After that we move on to the main course of roast chicken, mashed potatoes with poltry gravy, corn on the cob and steamed carrots. After the main course is finished we move on to desert of cherry pie and ice cream. Mr. Knightly doesnt normally eat that much but he figured that this was an occasion so he wanted to be a good host."
Of all the food that was mentioned, Hawkpaw didnt understand a word of it. Still, if it was edible he wouldnt complain. "Have the elders and the kits eaten? Cause if they havent we apprentices cant eat."
Once again the man looked completely confused, "Uh... You will have to talk to Mr. Knightly about that. Im sure he would know."
Hawkpaw knitted his brows, "Then he must be like your leader. Our leader always know whats going on in the camp and from what Luke told us, this house is like your den or camp." Hawkpaw shrugged his shoulders, "Alright then, we'll follow you."
"Very good sir. You may call me Robert. If you need anything else later let me know," With that Robert turned and walked down the hall. Hawkpaw turned to his cousin and nodded to follow.
"What's a chicken?" he asked quizically to Sparrowpaw. Just ahead he could see Robert's steps falter as if he had stumbled because of Hawkpaw's question.