NightClan RP (Book 5!)|

[~*WOLFIE*~]

Dewwing raced after Ghostmask to go night hunting in the snow.

Wolfstar climbed down from the tree and raced around the twolegplace. It smelled awful; dogs, twolegs and crowfood outside of twoleg nests. She encountered a few more dogs along her way, but outsmarted them quickly. The NightClan leader was much smarter than some mouse-brained dog. Wolfstar padded near a twoleg nest, smelling a not-so-stale scent that was familiar and comforting, but also dirty and scared. It was the scent of a cat, and she had smelled it somewhere, but where? It took a while, but Wolfstar remembered at last. "Moss." she whispered. She followed the scent deeper into the twolegplace.

[Lawl[iet]]

Ghostmask reached a fork in the forest path. "You go left, and I'll go right," he mewed to Dewwing. The white tom took off down the winding path, then skidded to a halt and listend for prey in the undergrowth.

[leopardwhisper]

((Has Hawkfire been accepted yet?))
Dawnshadow sighed, it was getting later, and apprentices weren't arriving yet. Getting a little worried she stood up. As if answering her feelings, Hawkfire burst into the clearing.
"Dawnshadow! We need you, Fernkit has gone missing!"
"What?" she meowed, then she looked at the kits. "Follow Hawkfire back to the camp, i'm going to go look for Fernkit." she meowed directing the kits to Hawkfire. She took off back to the camp, she needed a fresh scent of Fernkit before beggining to search.

[we can LIGHT(y) up the sky(:]

Dec 23, 2008 0:11:07 GMT -5 It's Cherrytastic! said:

(( No, she'll wander around a little ))

A pleasing aroma found its way into Fernkit's nostrils. She quickly identified it. "Squirrel! My first kill!" Being out in the wild with no pesky warriors constantly eyeing her opened the adventurous side in the kit. Imitating the way she had seen Hollypaw hunt, she carefully placed pawsteps one after the other. She came within a cat's length of the creature when she pounced. Fernkit heard the satisfying crunch as the squirrel's neck snapped. She dug in, relishing the taste of her first prey. When she had her fill, she buried the evidence before meandering on. The kit didn't notice how the trees began to thin. She also didn't detect the smell of the strongly reinforced scent markers as she padded over them.

Fernkit was in enemy territory.

((Do you mean my Hollypaw? Just wondering.))

[we can LIGHT(y) up the sky(:]

((Sorry for double posting, but when Wolfstar comes back, can she make Hollypaw warrior? Like in the same ceremony with all the other kits.))

[Golden]

Dustkit froze. His sister was missing!
"Come on, Dustkit." Rainkit mewed gently, though she was worried sick for Fernkit as well.
The kits walked slowly over to the warrior and stared up at him as they waited to go back to camp.

[~*WOLFIE*~]

Dec 24, 2008 7:43:54 GMT -5 we can LIGHT(y) up the sky(: said:

((Sorry for double posting, but when Wolfstar comes back, can she make Hollypaw warrior? Like in the same ceremony with all the other kits.))

((Sure!))

[~*WOLFIE*~]

Dewwing turned a sharp turn to the left and ran faster. She stopped listened for the sound of prey scuttling around in the bushes. She listened closely and heard something much bigger than prey. It was a cat! She unsheathed her claws, ready for an intruder from one of the other Clans, but a loner jumped out of the bushes and stared at Dewwing for a moment. "Who are you?" she growled at the loner. Boy, was he handsome.
((Were you going to play the loner, Petal, or me?))

Wolfstar traveled around the twolegplace and went down a dark ally with her head held up high, sniffing the air for the scent of Moss. She spotted something curled up in the corner and padded toward it slowly. She looked cautiously around a dumpster at a starving, ratted pelt of a cat. She set her blue eyes on some green ones and knew exactly who it was. She smiled largely and mewed happily, "Moss! Moss, I found you! I can't believe it! I knew you weren't dead! I knew it!" She looked to the sky and mumbled, "Thank you StarClan!"
"Um...who are you? And...how do you know my name?" Moss asked.
Her blue eyes locked to Moss' and she smiled. "I'm Wolfstar, leader of NightClan. And..." she paused, looking embarresed. "...you're mother."

((If you go to my fan-fiction, "Moss: The Untold Story", this is happening right now with the same words!))

[Lawl[iet]]

((we can both pla him for now, cuz he doesn't yet have a name, unless you want to play him or you want me to play him.))

Ghostmask suddenly stopped. There was a mouse four or five pawsteps ahead of him. The white warrior, began to stalk his prey, but the mouse was fast, and it quickly dashed away. Ghostmask leapt for it, but suddenly realized he'd made a huge mistake when he saw silver metal teeth glinting in the sunlight. The tom braced himself, and fell into the trap, which snapped shut on his neck. The deputy screamed, and struggled for air as blood gushed from his neck and the trap tightened around his windpipe.

"Me?" the black tom hissed at the silver she-cat. "I've no name. What's it to you?" He growled feircely, barring his white teeth. His claws shone menacingly in the sunlight, like silver metal. "Wondering about these?" He hised, advancing on Dewwing. "They're metal. The horrible results of a twoleg experiment. I was a lab cat before escaping that horrible place."

EDIT: ((OMIGAWD 4,000 POSTS!!!!! AHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!))

[~*WOLFIE*~]

Dewwing backed up from the fierce, but handsome, black tom with metal claws. She could never take him on and live without some help. She hissed, hoping to scare him off NightClan territory. If she went to find Ghostmask, he might follow her and just put her and the deputy in danger. And if she ran back to camp, he could follow her there and put everyone in danger. What to do? she thought. "I...can't fight you." Dewwing hissed at him. "I know that I would lose to metal claws."

((Is his name supposed to be Metalclaw? ))

Moss looked Wolfstar, still confused. "You...you're not my mother! You're not Wolf! You have a different name...a different scent..." She paused. Part of this cat's scent was very familiar, though.
"But I am, Moss." Wolfstar said. She layed down next to Moss and inhaled her scent. Moss tried to scoot away from her and get away as soon as possible, but Wolfstar's scent was so comforting; like just after a rainstorm. "I'll tell you what I went through after I left, Moss." she said comfortingly.
How did she know that my mother left me. Moss thought.
"Let's see," Wolfstar went on. "Oh, yes. About 20 moons ago."
Moss took a quick glance at her and she was staring into space. "20 moons ago." she whispered. The she-cat layed next to Wolfstar and let her tell her story. How a she-cat had killed her mate, Raven, and she took her to a hollow bush, how she left 20 long moons ago, how she found and lived in a placed called ForestClan, how she soon moved on to another place called NightClan how she became deputy and then leader and finally how she had dreams about Moss, how she needed to come and find her. And now here she was! Every word she spoke made Moss believe that she was her mother more and more. And now she really did believe. Wolf had come back for me! When she was done with her life, Moss told her about hers. About Dagger and her love for him, about Icefang murdering him, about getting captured by twolegs, about being taken home by a family of twolegs and escaping to find where she really belonged; to find her mother and to be a family again.
When she was done, Wolfstar sighed and said, "Do you want to get away from all the twolegs? Do you want to find where you truely belong? Do you want to live with me in NightClan?" Wolfstar eagerly said everything, pleading for Moss to come with her.
Moss nodded so quickly and so much that she thought that her head would pop off. "Yes, Wolfstar! Yes!" Moss nuzzled against her mother's chest and rubbed her head against hers. She felt just like a kit again! And more importantly, she was going home.

[Lawl[iet]]

((Oh, good call, Wolfie. ;D I'll go edit my previous post. And Ghost won't die, but he'll almost die. XD))

Metalclaw snickered. "You're a smart cat," He laughed. "Now run along, back to your little Clan of softies. I'll be here, just like always." Metalclaw backed up into the darkness of his den and laughed, the sound echoing off the den walls fo Dewwing to hear. He hoped it would echo in her mind, as a reminder that he was always watching...

((What if Dew went back to see Metal again, but he moved on and wasn't there, so she goes looking for him without telling anyone? And maybe after she goes missing and Ghost recovers from the trap accident, how about Fog and Ghost have another litter of kits?))

[~*WOLFIE*~]

((Thats a good idea! I would love for them to have more kits! And he could be like, stalking her the whole time she looks for him!))

The she-cat backed away from the echoing cave. His snicker sent chills down her back. "We are not softies!" she screamed into the cave. "NightClan is the best Clan in the world and we could take you if we wanted to!" Dewwing turned and ran toward where Ghostmask had gone hunting. "Ghostmask!" she called out for her father. "Ghostmask!" Dewwing looked around more and heard a large gasp from behind a bush. The smell of blood rushed over her and she ran into the bushes to find a metal twoleg trap caught around her father's neck, choking him to death. "Ghostmask!" she screamed. Her teeth clamped around the metal and she pulled hard to get the trap off his neck with no luck at loosening it. "Fogpool!" Dewwing screamed for her mother to help.
Fogpool was in the NightClan camp when she heard her daughter's voice. She ran out of camp toward the sound of Dewwing and the strong scent of blood. She located the scents and sounds behind a bush and felt the weakening heartbeat of Ghostmask with a metal twoleg trap around his neck and a racing heartbeat of her daughter.
"There's a trap around his neck! It's killing him, mother!" Dewwing yowled and kept pulling on the trap with her sharp teeth. "Help!"
Fogpool clamped her teeth on the foul-tasting metal and pulled hard along with Dewwing, but the trap only loosened slightly. It was even harder with snow falling and the dead of leaf-bare aproaching. The metal was cold and hard, making it harder to grab the trap. The she-cat realized that two cats weren't enough strength to get the trap off her mate's neck. "Dewwing, your voice is louder than mine. Yowl to NightClan that we need help!" Fogpool pleaded to her daughter.
Dewwing nodded and lifted her head from the metal trap. "Cats of NightClan!" she yowled out loudly. "Come help us!"

[Lawl[iet]]

((YES! I LOVE the idea! And when she gets to a dead end in her search, he leaps out at her and admits his love for her.))

Moon heard Dewwing's cry and immediately raced out into the forest, not waiting for anyone else. "Pull the metal teeth!" she growled at Dewwing. "I'll get this side, you pull on the other side!"

[we can LIGHT(y) up the sky(:]

((Thanks Wolfie:D))

Hollypaw walked around camp. Wolfstar had left, and it was really bothering her. When would she become a warrior. Suddenly a thought shot into her head. She ran towards trhe medicine cat den. "Brownfur? Broooooooooownfuuuur?"

[Golden]

((Should Dream escape now? And then, when it starts snowing very hard, Maplefur tries to come find her and comes across a fox who is so mad with hunger that he quickly kills Maplefur..?))

Brownfur heard her name being called and slipped out of the narrowest part of her den. She sat down in the opening, her soft brown fur showing its recent grooming. The medicine cat recognized Hollypaw's scent and voice instantly.
"Yes, Hollypaw? Are you okay?" She jumped to her paws in case she would need to grab an herb for Hollypaw, or go get Foxpaw if he wasn't there and she needed help.

[~*WOLFIE*~]

((I like that idea, Petal. Yes, Dream should escape now. Poor Maplefur!))

Dewwing obeyed Moon's order and clamped her teeth around the trap once again. Fogpool did the same. They kept pulling and it loosened again. "Keep pulling!" Dewwing yowled through the metal. The trap was becoming looser and finally, they managed to pull the twoleg trap off of Ghostmask's neck. The deputy slid out of the trap and lay motionless on the snow and blood-covered ground. "Ghostmask!" Dewwing called to her father. She grabbed his scruff and tried to pull him back to camp.
Fogpool grabbed a mouthful of her mate's pelt and started to drag him back to camp, hoping Moon would join in too. His heartbeat was still there, but weakening. "We need to get him to Brownfur." she mumbled.

[Golden]

"I can't believe you are all just going to go back to camp because she said so! Don't you see? This could be our chance to show them how great we are at hunting and fighting so that Wolfstar might make us warriors sooner!" Dreamkit whispered to the other kits.
"Dreamkit, we can show them how great we would be when we are apprentices. Now let's go back to camp." Leopardkit whispered back. Leopardkit, Rainkit, and Dustkit started the walk back to camp, but Dreamkit decided to sneak away.
If I can slip away and bring back a huge piece of prey, they will realize how brave I am! She darted silently into a bush next to a leafless tree. With her heart pounding, the kit dashed into the forest to find some prey. Since she was so young, Dreamkit didn't know that most of the prey vanished during Leafbare. So she was determined to show off her "hunting abilities". As she moved forward, staying low to the ground, she noticed that the wind was picking up and more snow was falling. It only got worse and Dreamkit soon wasn't able to see more than a couple paw steps in front of her.
She wandered on, hoping that she would come across the camp. But she had no luck and had no idea that she was very close to Twolegplace.

Dustkit stayed with Mysterysong since his mother was still searching the camp for Fernkit. Rainkit and Leopardkit didn't know that their sister was missing until she didn't respond to a question.
"It's so cold! Do you think Fernkit will be found soon, Dreamkit?"
No answer.
Leopardkit asked again, louder this time. "Do you think Fernkit will be found soon?"
Only the wind made a sound.
Leopardkit and Rainkit spun around, only to see that their sister was no longer behind them.
"Mysterysong! Dreamkit is gone!"
Mysterysong's eyes flew open. She sniffed around but the queen couldn't find a recent scent of Dreamkit's. "She must not have come back with you! I have to go look for her."
No one saw Maplefur appear in the nursery entrance. "No, Mysterysong, I'll go. You should stay and watch the kits."
"But the storm..."
"I've seen worse." Maplefur soothed. "I have to go find Dreamkit."
Mysterysong nuzzled her mate and he licked her ear. "I love you. Be safe."
"I will." Maplefur mewed, his eyes saying more than words ever could. "Now, you kits," he tried to make his voice lighter, "stay with your mother! You might be able to go play in the snow when the storm is over!"
"Okay!" Rainkit replied, trusting her father's unworried attitude.
Maplefur purred and, glancing one more at his mate, left the den. He ran out of the camp and into the forest.
He was determined to find his daughter, but he didn't get the chance to. As he neared a fallen tree a skinny fox growled and pounced.
The fox was obviously going mad and starving. He tore at Maplefur's pelt with his teeth and claws.
Maplefur, tired and cold, fought hard. He saw a large rock nearby and knew that it was his only chance to kill the fox. He rammed into it, breaking multiple bones in the impact. The rock lurched and crashed into the fox.
The fox fell to the ground and Maplefur could see from where he lay dying that the fox was dead.
He closed his eyes and became still, his spirit drifting off to StarClan.

[~*WOLFIE*~]

((Maplefur! No!!!!!!! ))

Wolfstar padded through the snow with Moss at her side. She felt so content and relieved that she had found her daughter. They moved toward NightClan together, but the wind was picking up and the snow was falling harder. Finally near the forest, Wolfstar picked up NightClan scent and spotted a small kit through the blizzard. "Moss! There's a kit up ahead!" she yowled through the wind. "We need to see who it is!"
Moss looked ahead and saw that Wolfstar was right. There was a kit up ahead. She started to advance toward the kit through the deepening snow with Wolfstar right behind her.

[Golden]

(( ))

Dreamkit struggled to continue moving but her legs gave out from underneath her. She collapsed and snow began to cover her body. The strength had been drained from her limbs and Dreamkit knew she was going to die.

[~*WOLFIE*~]

Wolfstar and Moss advanced even closer to the kit and the black leader could make out a NightClan kit. It was Dreamkit! She padded slowly toward the collapsed she-kit and grabbed her scruff.
Moss shoved her tired body closer to Wolfstar's pelt. The kit was unconscious, but still breathing. "Wolfstar!" she yowled through the howling wind. "I can see a cave over there!" She pointed her tail toward a small cave about five fox-lengths away and trudged closer to it.
Wolfstar followed Moss through the snow with Dreamkit in her jaws. Together, they made it to the cave. There were scattered pieces of hay laying everywhere and the cave was made of cold stone. "We can rest here until the blizzard stops." Wolfstar gasped and started to gather hay to make a large bed. She laid Dreamkit in the hay and covered her to keep her warm. "This is Dreamkit, one of the kits from NightClan." Wolfstr said to Moss. "She shouldn't be out here without a warrior with her; she shouldn't even have been this close to the twolegplace." Wolfstar kept a close eye on Dreamkit and laid more hay over her. All three cats had been exposed to extreme cold and it was a miracle that none of them died. A sudden sweep of exhaustion came over the NightClan leader and she collapsed on the cold stone that lined the cave walls.
Moss glanced at her mother and saw that she had collapsed. "Wolfstar!" she called to the black cat. There was no answer. "Wolfstar!" she said again. No reply. The dark tortoiseshell ran to her mother and laid her ear against Wolfstar's chest. No heartbeat. She stood up, tears in her eyes. "Mother." she whispered, and curled around Dreamkit's unconscious body.
Wolfstar was in the Great Tree Circle along with many of her dead friends. A tom stepped up before her. "Wolfstar, you have lost your fourth life. You may now return the forest." The tom said, and disappeared. Wolfstar was left near the four oak trees in the gathering spot until she opened her eyes and saw Moss curled around Dreamkit, crying. "Moss, what's wrong?"
Moss looked up from the hay and saw her mother alive. "Wolfstar!" she cried, leaving Dreamkit in the hay. "I thought you were dead!"
"I...have nine lives." Wolfstar explained to Moss. "A leader gets nine lives in order to have a long life of protecting their Clan. When my lives run out, I die and go to StarClan. That was my fourth life that I lost. You didn't think that I would leave you here by yourself, did you?" Wolfstar grinned and nuzzled her daughter. She stood up and curled around Dreamkit, waiting for the warmth to make her conscious once again.
Moss looked at her mother in awe. It was like dying and coming back to life again! And she went through it like it was no big deal! she thought to herself. I'm going to have to get used to all this "NightClan" stuff. She chuckled and went to lay in the hay with Wolfstar and Dreamkit.