The NightClan Roleplay - Book 6

[i hope dawn never comes.]

Dingoface frowned at the new tom, who had just bombarded into NightClan. Wildflower padded over to the odd looking tom, "Who are you?" She snapped harshly she wasn't very nice to new guest and more not after the battle that took her mate. She was quite annoyed with new cats, expecially loners. "And why are you here?" She asked looking around for Ghoststar, she wanted him to be with her, but he was with his mate in the nusery. The deputy wanted to have the Clan Leader with her to look at the loner, it was only right. She looked away and then back at the strange cat.

[Kori~ <3]

Jun 30, 2009 16:35:14 GMT -5 i hope dawn never comes. said:

(( Anyone want to rp w/ Dingoface the new warrior? ))

((okay sure!))
Icefire padded around the camp and spotted Dingoface.
"Congratulations! How does it feel to be a warrior?" she meowed, smiling. Icefire felt kind of weird, she had never talked to the tom. Awkwardly enough, she thought he was kind of...nice. What am I doing? He's just another warrior, stop thinking about stupid thoughts like he's, well, yeah, just congratulate him and leave. she thought angrily at herself, pawing at the ground beneath her.
((EDIT: Okay I didn't want to read all of Nightclan's books, so if Dingoface actually had a mate i'll alter her feelings ><))

[Lawl[iet]]

Jul 1, 2009 0:22:29 GMT -5 ~*WOLFIE*~ said:

((lol. Did everyone forget about the odd cat that just scrambled into the camp? ;D))

Dewwing looked at the strange cat that barged into camp. He was still laying in the middle and everyone seemed to forget about him completely.
"Who is he?" Mosspath asked Dewwing, completely clueless.
"Honestly," Dewwing mewed. "I have no idea. I'll tell Ghoststar." The she-cat looked around and spotted the leader at the entrance to the nursery. Oh, that's right. Dewwing thought. Fogpool just had his kits. She trotted up to the leader cautiously. "Ghoststar? A strange cat is in the middle of camp. He's passed out." she said quietly, trying not to disturb the new kits.

Wolfkit nodded to her sister and ran up to her father, attempting to jump on his back. She unsheathed her tiny claws and grabbed onto her father's fur, but slipped off. Wolfkit looked up at her father with sad eyes. "I can't do it." she said in a tiny voice.

((I know. Even I forgot. And he's my cat! XD Wolfie, you should have Wolfkit tackle Ghoststar at some point when the two become warriors and Ghoststar can say "I told you so" or something like that lol. And Graykit may seem outgoing now, but she's going to experience major trauma later in life. I'm planning on... well, you'll have to wait and see. ))

"You'll be able to someday," Ghoststar meowed, shrugging Graykit off of his back. "I need to go now, you two stay here, okay?" Without waiting for a reply, the NightCLan leader left the nursery and headed for the middle of camp.

"Hey, Wolfkit," Graykit meowed. "Do ya wanna follow dad and see what's going on? I want to see what's outside the nursery." Graykit didn't wait for a reply, and stuck her head out of the nursery entrance.

Ghoststar approached the strange cat and nudged his arm gently. "Hey, wake up," he meowed.

The cat blinked and immediately shot up onto his paws. "Wh-where am I?" he asked. "What's going on here?" He then noticed the large, powerful white cat before him and tucked his tail in between his legs. He crouched down, frightened by the strong cats around him. "I'm M-M-Mel-Mel-"

"Get on with it!" Gorsebranch hissed, becoming impaitent.

"I'm Mello!" the cat yowled. He suddenly crouched down again, afraid of being attacked. Instead, the large cat smiled.

"You're in NightClan, Mello," Ghoststar meowed. "You staggered in here and passed out. Dewwing, take him to the medicine cat. And you," the leader shot his son a hard glance, "Need to learn some respect." The tom was beginning to walk away, when he remembered that three cats needed to be burried. "Mosspath," Ghoststar looked at the she-cat. "Will you gather up a group and burry the three warriors?"

"Oh," Graykit mewed, pulling her head back into the nursery. "It's all over already. You missed it, sister."

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

"Good," Foxwhisper was satisfied. Fernpaw really looked like she wanted to learn, and he wanted to help her. "I wouldn't let you treat them without guidance. I'd tell you what to do and see if you can do it. I wouldn't, however, let you mess up. Some herbs can kill, and I don't want you to be feeding cats deathberries rather than poppy seeds!" He smiled.

[i hope dawn never comes.]

Jul 1, 2009 17:37:34 GMT -5 i hope dawn never comes. said:

Dingoface frowned at the new tom, who had just bombarded into NightClan. Wildflower padded over to the odd looking tom, "Who are you?" She snapped harshly she wasn't very nice to new guest and more not after the battle that took her mate. She was quite annoyed with new cats, expecially loners. "And why are you here?" She asked looking around for Ghoststar, she wanted him to be with her, but he was with his mate in the nusery. The deputy wanted to have the Clan Leader with her to look at the loner, it was only right. She looked away and then back at the strange cat.

(( Wildflower didn't forget! xD Ah nevermind. ))

Wildflower dashed over to Ghoststar, "Do you need me to do anything?" The she-cat asked. Latley she was pretty bummed out, she felt useless. Wildflower didn't want to be useless, she like feeling useful not less, ful. The she-cat's gaze went back to the strange tom and then back to Ghoststar, surely there was something she could do. There was probably a million things to be done around camp, right? Yes, definatley. There was always something to be done, something to take care of, cats to help.

[Golden]

"What's that cat doing in the middle of our camp?" Duststripe whispered to Rainpool. She glanced at him, unaware that a loner was in the NightClan camp. He pointed with his tail.
"I'm not sure. I've never seen him before. Have you?"
"No but look, Ghoststar and Wildflower are talking to him. I hope they chase him out. We don't need more loner blood." After the words escaped his mouth he felt ashamed. He had loner - or kittypet, he had never been told - blood running through his veins. Rainpool looked into his eyes. She saw another side of him in that moment, one where he was ashamed of who he was. Did he feel like he didn't belong? Did he believe he wasn't good enough to be a Clan cat?
"You shouldn't stereotype loners," Rainpool murmured meaningfully, "because I know that good can come from them."
Duststripe slowly raised his head to meet her eyes. "You're right," he whispered. "Let's go see if Wildflower can spare a moment for us to talk to her."
The gray and black warrior nodded and joined Ghoststar and Wildflower in the center of the camp. She made sure to stay a few yards away from the mysterious cat so she did not interrupt the conversation going on. She stood there and waited for the deputy to notice her, focusing on other parts of the camp so she would not be listening in where she shouldn't.

[Lawl[iet]]

Wildflower dashed over to Ghoststar, "Do you need me to do anything?" The she-cat asked. Latley she was pretty bummed out, she felt useless. Wildflower didn't want to be useless, she like feeling useful not less, ful. The she-cat's gaze went back to the strange tom and then back to Ghoststar, surely there was something she could do. There was probably a million things to be done around camp, right? Yes, definatley. There was always something to be done, something to take care of, cats to help.

"Oh, Wildflower," Ghoststar meowed as his deputy approached him. "There you are. Could organize hunting patrolls? The fresh-kill pile is running low. And make sure to include Gorsebranch." The leader silently padded away, retreating to his den for a short nap.

"I'd like to go hunting. If that's okay..." Mello mewed, his voice sounding small and quiet compared to the leader's. "I'm really fine. I don't need to be treated, see?" The cat slowly stood up and stretched his legs. "I just really tired myself out running from some dogs earlier. So, can I go hunting?"

[~*WOLFIE*~]

When Mello asked to go hunting, Dewwing cocked her head and padded toward Ghoststar. "Should I still take him to Foxwhisper, father?"

Mosspath looked around camp and saw Icefire and Dingoface. She trotted over to them casually. "Ghoststar needs some cats to bury the three that died. Could you help us?"

"What happend?" Wolfkit mewed to Graykit. She skittered over to her sister and looked out of the den, looking for Ghoststar.
"Graykit, Wolfkit," Fogpool said softly to her new kits. "Come over here please."
Wolfkit padded toward her mother and glanced back at Graykit.
"Your father, Ghoststar, is the leader of NightClan and he has important responsabilities to take care of." Fogpool said while smiling. "You'll find out what's going on sooner or later."

[Kori~ <3]

((Whee, okay I'm kinda high on Mountain dew, so yeah. Rp con Icefire anyone?))

[Lawl[iet]]

Ghoststar turned when he heard his daughter call him. "If he wants to hunt, let him. Do you have any injuries, Mello?"

Mello calmly looked at the leader. It was hard to look at him straight in the face, so the cat ended up gazing at his paws. "I'm okay. Really..."

"Then I'll allow you to hunt. Get a warrior to go with you, though," Ghoststar meowed before padding off.

"Aww..." Graykit mewed. "Nothing exciting ever happens in here. Can dad come and tell us what happened now? Can I go get him? Puh-LEASE?" The kit begged her mother. She needed something to think about in these boring days as a kit.

[Golden]

Rainpool and Duststripe watched as the stranger asked to hunt. Would Ghoststar really let this cat do that? Something wasn't right about Mello. Barging into another cat's territory, collapsing in the middle of the camp, and then declaring that you're fit to hunt on their territory? There may be lots of it now, but prey was bound to be scarce in the winter. Untrustworthy loners shouldn't be allowed to use a Clan's land to find their own food, or at least that is what the eyes of Duststripe said as he looked over at Rainpool.

Duststripe stepped forward and bowed his head to Ghoststar. "Ghoststar, Rainpool and I were thinking of taking the evening hunting patrol. Would you like us to go with Gorsebranch and, uh, Mello?"

[~*WOLFIE*~]

"Graykit, sweetheart. A strange cat seems to have collapsed in the middle of camp." Fogpool said, slowly forcing herself to stand and pad toward the entrance. She stood next to her kits at the entrance with wobbly legs and felt the even heartbeat of the intruder. "I don't want you two to be running around the camp with a cat we've never seen before loose on NightClan territory." Fogpool's paw was steadily rooted on the ground, feeling all the vibrations and heartbeats of her around her, including her two kits. Graykit was eagerly looking outside the nursery at Mello while Wolfkit looked up the she-cat.
"Mama," Wolfkit mewed. "I want to go out too."
Fogpool licked her youngest kit and then licked Graykit's ear. She listened carefully to the conversation that was going on outside the nursery. "It seems that Mello is going hunting with a warrior." she sighed. Pointing her nose in the direction of Wolfkit, she said, "Alright. You two can go out of the nursery. But stay close by."
The gray and white kit smiled, showing tiny teeth, and bounded outside. "C'mon, Graykit!" she squealed, running out of the little den. She sniffed the air, getting her lungs full of fresh air and waiting for Graykit to bound after her.
Fogpool followed the kits outside and layed down in a patch of sunlight. She closed her eyes and positioned one paw on the ground, feeling for the tiny heartbeats of Graykit and Wolfkit scrambling around. "I'm glad that they're playing." she happily sighed.

[It's Cherrytastic!]

Jul 2, 2009 6:58:49 GMT -5 we can LIGHT(y) up the sky(: said:

"Good," Foxwhisper was satisfied. Fernpaw really looked like she wanted to learn, and he wanted to help her. "I wouldn't let you treat them without guidance. I'd tell you what to do and see if you can do it. I wouldn't, however, let you mess up. Some herbs can kill, and I don't want you to be feeding cats deathberries rather than poppy seeds!" He smiled.

"Oh, psh," Fernpaw chuckled, in a bit of a jubilant mood. She was about to leave the path of a warrior and slide into the position of medicine cat. The concept thrilled her. "I wouldn't feed a cat deathberries, sick or otherwise. I at least know my poisons, if not my remedies." Suddenly, the apprentice glanced into the middle of the camp. She saw an unfamiliar cat, surrounded by her NightClan kin. "Foxwhisper... who's that? What's going on over there?" she meowed curiously.

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

"Mello," Foxwhisper meowed, "I can feel it in my whiskers something bads going to become of that cat, but I don't want to lay the blame on anyone. Just, be careful. And don't tell any one my suspicions." He padded the ground in nervousness softly with his two front paws. "So would you like to start now? Or would you like to see what's going on?"

[Lawl[iet]]

"I'm coming!" Graykit mewed excitedly, following her mother and sister out of the nursery. "Whoa! This place is HE-UGE!" The kit pranced around, not looking where she was going, and backed up into another cat on accident. "Sorry," she mewed, turning around to face the other cat.

Mello felt something hit his leg and spun around to look. It was just a kit. "It's alright," he replied, then turned back to Foxwhisper, feeing a bit confused. "I'd like to have a quick look around your camp first," the tom meowed.

[~*WOLFIE*~]

Wolfkit looked up at Mello with wide eyes. He didn't look very scary, but if mama said to stay away from him, then she would stay away from him. The she-kit playfully tugged on Graykit's tail, slightly pulling her back over toward their mother. "What should we play?" she asked Graykit, now fully ignoring Mello.

[Lawl[iet]]

Graykit made her apologies to Mello, then turned and ran back to her sister. He wasn't all that scary. She didn't understand why the warriors were concerned about him. "Mmmm, how about warrior and apprentice?" Graykit mewed. She remembered their father telling the two kits games that they could play when they were bored. The game called 'warrior and apprentice' sounded like the most fun to play in NightClan's big camp. She hoped that Wolfkit would want to play too.

((Btw, I made up the "warrior and apprentice" thing. It's the cat equivilant of hide and seek. XD How about Wolfkit (or Graykit. whoever's seeking the other) accidentally gos into the forest and sees Metalclaw, but he doesn't see them.))

[It's Cherrytastic!]

Jul 3, 2009 6:36:36 GMT -5 we can LIGHT(y) up the sky(: said:

"Mello," Foxwhisper meowed, "I can feel it in my whiskers something bads going to become of that cat, but I don't want to lay the blame on anyone. Just, be careful. And don't tell any one my suspicions." He padded the ground in nervousness softly with his two front paws. "So would you like to start now? Or would you like to see what's going on?"

Fernpaw looked on for a little, then shook her head. "Nah, I'm fine. We can start now," she meowed. "And don't worry, your suspicions are safe with me." The apprentice paused, thinking. "Why do you think that this cat--Mello, right? That's a strange name--won't be a good thing for NightClan?" It is bizarre, how he just... appeared. I guess Foxwhisper's entitled to his worries.

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

"Okay," Foxwhisper took in a deep breath, "Because I believe he's the reincarnation...of some sort, of a collection of evils. He feels like a killer. But that might only be me, I've lost some things lately and seen strange other things... I'm probably just being paranoid. Brownfur's death just got me going crazy, you know? It's hard to lose a mentor."

((Spray cheese?))

[i hope dawn never comes.]

Jul 2, 2009 15:22:40 GMT -5 Lawl[iet] said:

Wildflower dashed over to Ghoststar, "Do you need me to do anything?" The she-cat asked. Latley she was pretty bummed out, she felt useless. Wildflower didn't want to be useless, she like feeling useful not less, ful. The she-cat's gaze went back to the strange tom and then back to Ghoststar, surely there was something she could do. There was probably a million things to be done around camp, right? Yes, definatley. There was always something to be done, something to take care of, cats to help.

"Oh, Wildflower," Ghoststar meowed as his deputy approached him. "There you are. Could organize hunting patrolls? The fresh-kill pile is running low. And make sure to include Gorsebranch." The leader silently padded away, retreating to his den for a short nap.

"I'd like to go hunting. If that's okay..." Mello mewed, his voice sounding small and quiet compared to the leader's. "I'm really fine. I don't need to be treated, see?" The cat slowly stood up and stretched his legs. "I just really tired myself out running from some dogs earlier. So, can I go hunting?"

((sorry for short post I'll edit later. ))

Wildflower gave Ghoststar a swift nod, "Okay guys, for the first hunting patrol I'll have: Gorsebranch, Mosspath, Dingoface, and Icefire. Gorsebranch, will you lead?" The she cat asked patiently."Next patrol, I will lead along with: Duststripe, Rainpool, and anyone else who wants to go." She mewed and turned to Gorsebranch and gave him a small smile and a swift nod, "are you ready?" She asked.