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Post by falcon on Dec 31, 2006 11:48:49 GMT -5
Bluecourage stared at Dovestar in amazement. "What happened to Cougarstar?" She asked Silverleaf.
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Post by Streampelt on Dec 31, 2006 11:50:37 GMT -5
Leafpool looked at Scorchedleaf with a confused, but surprise gaze. "Where is Cougarstar?" She asked him in a whisper.
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Post by falcon on Dec 31, 2006 12:47:33 GMT -5
"I dont know... I really dont know... The forest is changing." He pressed against Leafpool for comfort.
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Post by hybridcatt on Dec 31, 2006 16:37:26 GMT -5
Silverleaf looked at Dovestar some what surprised, then back at Bluecourage."Starclan only knows what .."
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Post by falcon on Jan 1, 2007 14:37:56 GMT -5
Bluecourage looked around, scared..
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Post by Sparrowfeather on Jan 8, 2007 16:50:03 GMT -5
Paws pounded the surface, dust gone airborne and settling slowly upon the soil. What dust lingered in the air, whisked off to settle itself upon some other area. Sounds of water trickling down rocks, birds singing melodies, and the unmistakable sound of bees buzzing throughout the topography were broken by the increasing noise of hooves approaching nearer with every step. Nearby a monarch landed upon a porcelain daisy swaying in the breeze to what almost seemed a dance. As yet another pawplanted itself upon the ground it took flight as was joined but another. A field of yellow lay ahead, every group of yellow flowers seemed to have its own personality, every group looked different, some swaying, some drooping and others mismatched in different sizes. The rolling hills seemed to have repelled the over growth to an extent. Emerald clashed with yellow and soon split itself to an azure liquid, the crystal washed upon the shore gently. The waves sounded like heaven, a lullaby to the Earth itself. Ripples formed wherever a fish surfaced itself to gaze upon the creature before it. Ahead of the pond lay jade fields bordered by a lime forest to the east. A peaceful glebe if not but anything else.
Oh, and one could find them self in heaven and yet find a way to be a critic. Every step deeper within this land was like to find inner peace within ones self. To stop that feud, the on going battle within that raged itself on for hours, even days on end. One could blank out their mind and relax if not for but a while. To stop living up to liefs expectations, stop stressing and just calm ones self to a point of no return. To be unaware of ones surroundings, almost trance like and mesmerized. For one cannot truly be themselves without but a little self enjoyment. For relaxing and stress are like a kind word to a whiplash. A difference easily recognized by many, if not all. To feel the wrath of time loosen its grip to a gentle hold upon ones mind. For life is but time itself and easily to be overcome. Justice be done, all living, breathing souls should have time of their own for ones mind is but one thing no other can lay hands upon. A privacy and privilege to be given not stolen. For if ones mind is not optionally given away what does one have left to call their own except the clothe son their back, in a manner of speaking. So why tamper with the minds of others for the joy of ones self. Seems foolish if one is to take the time and think. For actions speak louder then words. For a mistake to an error, a mistake is made when one refuses to fix the problem.
Sparrowfeather, all in all just a soul wishing to live a peaceful life. Indeed mistakes had been made in the past, but was that not the past, and should it not be left there? Bright yet emotionless chocolate hazelnut orbs shifter around to examine the topography from even the smallest ant to the tallest tree, to even the highest cloud. For she indeed did stop to ''smell the roses'' as one might put it, depending on ones own opinion. Blended figure returned to its unscathed and well kept appearance once again, if one had not known her well they might not take her for who she was. Every second that was wasted was but her own fault for falling in so deep and giving herself up to the convincing depression. Auds flickered to take in the sounds around her as the three beat continued past the field to the forest beyond, she easily dodged and weaved around the trees and burst out on the other side and slowing her pace down so she stood gazing about in a relaxed manner. For she was, she was back, and better then ever. For none would control her, ever again. Her gaze fell upon another in the distance though she didnt approach, why should she.
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Post by ¤ Fireh ¤ on Jan 8, 2007 17:00:18 GMT -5
Chickenscratch padded up to his mate and licked her ears. "Hey," was all he said.
Darkstar only noticed the leader with a swish of her tail to greet. "Cats of all clans!" she yowled. "We are here for yet another gathering!! Silhouettestar, would you like to begin?"
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Post by Sparrowfeather on Jan 9, 2007 16:07:25 GMT -5
Optics of azure fell upon Darkstar, There are alot of things I would like, dosent mean they will happen. You say it as if I have much to report. But, if you so please it then yes. Several new warriors. Jinxsoul, Sunsky, Tigereyes, Firecurse, Shadeline,Coalstorm Coalcloud, Cloakedheart, guess if it matters Eveningstar, or rather as his warrior name Eveningsky is gone she said them then fell silent. And yet she dared speak in such a manner to another leader. She had a mind of ehr own, she would do as she pleased whether others liked it or not. Her obvious silence seemed to eman she ahd nothing more to say to them. Dead like spheres watched Darkstar once more as if daring her to comment on Silhouettestars own action to her words. What ahd been expected, gratitude? Well if she ahd then she would be in for bitter disappointment, for Silhouettestar or just Silhouette bowed down to no one and never would. It was not something in her nature.
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Sparrowfeather looked at Chickenscratch Hey she responded evenly. Wind stirred the snow, an illusion of a river forming, the current seeming to sweep away all in its path. What few leaves clung to trees like a leech to a human, stirred and few fell, a few of the few that lingered, if one makes much sense of such an opinion. War-flag and tassels quivered in rhythm with the gust of wind, all seemed to be in harmony with the doings of Mother Nature. For it would matter not if one objected, what could be done. For one cannot control the weather, a feeble hope but an impossible one as well. So all seemed to be in order in a matter of opinion, or so she saw it. Now complex as this creature be she was no different then any other. Maybe in soul, maybe in thoughts, maybe in appearance. But were all feline, were they not all the same in capabilities. Not the speed of a cheetah, not the grace of an lion. These capabilities were not what is expressed, the capabilities being the capability to show emotion for all feline breed alike shared those limitations. And for one to judge In such a harsh manner make sonly the one judging but an idiot themselves. For many judged Silhouettestar, by either past, personality or even appearance One look at her glazed over spheres and it was to be called an Outcast. Such a harsh yet quite commonly used word and yet some were not aware of the torture some others where put through for the enjoyment of another. Or souls that should be uniting only plot against each other. A wrong doing there.
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Post by falcon on Jan 9, 2007 16:27:03 GMT -5
Scorchedleaf looked at the leader in awe."The forest is changing Leafpool, and Im scared." The brave warrior admitted that he was afraid. He was frightened of change."What is happening to our world?"
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Post by ¤ Fireh ¤ on Jan 9, 2007 20:33:48 GMT -5
"Hmm. Are you done?" was all Darkstar said.
"How are you?" he asked, licking her between the ears.
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Post by Sparrowfeather on Jan 9, 2007 20:39:29 GMT -5
If I was, I would have gone on would I not have? she said to Darkstar with slight amusement in her voic.eWatch the world go round and round, always spinning like a carousel. Life has it's ups, an' life has it's downs. Ever noticed that? Life is just like a giant carousel, each and every living thing are the horses that are continuously spinning and going through life's ups and downs. For some, however, the carousel is busted and they'll always remain flat on their rumps for the blessed day that Father Death shall finally rest his hand upon their shoulder. Wouldn't it be just plain grand to live a life like that? No, not really-but some are cursed to live that way and they don't have a say in it. So,what do you do? Build a bridge an' get over it, play the hand you're dealt, and just ride the carousel, baby! Of course,there are those carousel horses who aren't necessarilly broken and stay down on the ground-let's not forget those who are just split and spend more time down than they do up. Ravens and crows, for instance, may be optomistic fowl-but human imagery casts them as messengers for death and dark times. So be it, they're living their lives and playing the cards they were dealt. Just like her... By her I could mean just about anybody...The her I speak of is not of the human race, but of the equine breed. A crossbred wench, take note-with a split personality. Aye, she could turn on you in a second, one minute a bossy she devil and the next a chicken with hooves. No, the latter does not happen often-rarely ever. Most of the time, one can hardly notice when she's changed unless they have known her for a while. Her curse? Silhouettestar
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Post by ¤ Fireh ¤ on Jan 9, 2007 20:43:01 GMT -5
"Whatever. Robinstar?" She meowed.
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Post by hybridcatt on Jan 9, 2007 21:23:52 GMT -5
Silverleaf got a chill of excitement.She was glad the gathering was starting and so far seemed to be pretty interesting.Silverleaf shot a glance to Bluecourage, and the two warriors listened and watched the gathering.
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Post by falcon on Jan 21, 2007 12:26:17 GMT -5
ooc:Its Moltenstar, Fireh
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Post by Streampelt on Jan 21, 2007 13:31:39 GMT -5
Leafpool shook her head. "I don't know Scorchedleaf, I don't."
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Post by ¤ Fireh ¤ on Jan 22, 2007 16:41:58 GMT -5
ooc:// Right...
bic:// "Not much to report..." meowed Moltenstar. "Dovestar?"
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Post by Streampelt on Jan 25, 2007 18:22:50 GMT -5
Dovestar stepped forward, this was her first gathering as a leader. "I have a few things to report, Cougarstar died mysteriously and I, Dovefeather as deputy has taken his place as leader of TempestClan. I have already recived my nine lives and I shall be known as Dovestar." The white leader looked around at the cats. Her eyes were filled with grief for the death of her leader, Cougarstar. "Other then that, TempestClan is doing fine." She looked at the leaders as she stepped back.
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Post by ¤ Fireh ¤ on Jan 29, 2007 17:05:57 GMT -5
ooc:// mention who goes next...
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