Warriors RPG

[C S]

Snowstar nodded. "Ive also gotten to work setting up a meeting with Starclan. We need cats like them to combat the likes of Tigerstar" He mewed

[TyrannoTitan]

He could hear sounds all around him...sounds he did not recognize, nor did he want to. The gray tom felt as though he had been hit by a monster on the thunderpath...his head throbbed, his body ached...and he couldn't feel one of his back legs. Opening his eyes immediately, he turned to look at the limb. Yep...definitely broken... he thought grimly, seeing the bone twisted at an odd angle. Firestreak blinked, finally taking the time to look at his surroundings. He was in some sort of camp...but one unlike anything he had ever seen. There were bones...everywhere. Both the bones of prey creatures such as mice...but also the bones of cats, picked clean and discarded. Dried blood seemed be even more common in the camp, almost coating everything in sight, even the cats standing around the camp.

Firestreak blinked. The cats weren't talking and mingling...they were all staring toward one end of the camp, completely unmoving. Following their gaze, the gray tom's gaze finally rested on a hill near the edge of the camp. A large boulder with a flat top rested at the highest point on the hill...and on it, were two cats. One was struggling weakly against the other, which in turn was yowling loudly to its companions. This cat was unlike the others, who were already horrifying...it was completely bald from the chest up. Massive scars were traced along its body...but they weren't natural. They seemed to have patterns, as if made intentionally. The cat was also missing half of its left ear...and its eyes...its eyes were as black as the darkest night, devoid of pupils. A howling scream ripped Firestreak back into reality, watching helplessly as the twisted cat raked its claws across the throat of the other. Blood spilled onto the rock, and the cats watching began yowling and cackling madly...as if they enjoyed it...

[Hopeflower]

Demontalon let out a meow of greeting as Fogcloud approached. Hawkclaw was beside her sisters, her claws tearing up clumps of grass as if she were imagining she was picturing an enemy beneath her paws. Her amber eyes were flicking from one cat to another, lingering on the returning patrol.

[The Kingpin]

"Good" growled Wraith simply, thinking over the past events, collecting his thoughts in order to be direct in his dealings with Starclan...



Nightclaw glanced around at the cats of the clan, wondering who to go to. whatever had got the Clan Leaders so worked up was keeping them occupied. considering the others in the group, he decided to go to Lightstorm. he had spent more time incontact with him than Swift, and while Cloudhaze would also normally be a very good choice for these matters, the sight of Coldeyes heading for the Medicine den told him that she was likely not free to answer. sighing, the tom walked over to Lightstorm slowly, noting the scratch marks and dirt that were visible on the tom's normally prestine pelt...

[Hopeflower]

Lightstorm had settled down close to the center of the camp and was licking a wound on his shoulder, his tongue reddening with his own blood. The scratches he'd received stung, but none of them would cause him any problems unless they got infected. As Nightclaw approached, the white tom looked up briefly and meowed a distracted-sounding "Hey." His amber eyes were shadowed with fear for the Clan's future, and kept flicking towards his sisters and brother as if he were afraid one of them would disappear.

[The Kingpin]

Nightclaw nodded to the tom as he acknowledged him. "Hey" meowed the tom as he neared, sitting. "Lightstorm.....what happened out there? Was Earthclan really that unreasonable?"...

[C S]

Soon after, the deputy and Medicene cat entered the den. Cloudhaze brought some poppy seeds, to help the two cats get to sleep. She put the seeds down by their paws and mewed "Clear your minds...keep them open, and when your ready, eat a few of the seeds" She stepped back a bit, waiting for her leader's actions. Snowstar did as he was instructed, putting aside his worries and calming himself.

[The Kingpin]

After a few moments of continued silence, Wraith stepped forward, consuming some of the seeds, the tom mentally at peace, having prepared beforehand for the event...

[Hopeflower]

Lightstorm grunted. "Unreasonable? I wish it were only that. We might've gotten away without the fight. They were so paranoid, I wouldn't be surprised if, every time a mouse wandered close to one of their warriors, they all would shout "Invasion!" That, and they outnumbered us considerably."

[C S]

Snowstar bent his head down and snapped up a few of the black seeds before walking over to his nest. He circled about the small mound in the den before laying down in it, feeling a sudden calm as the poppy seeds took effect

[Hopeflower]

As soon as the leaders fell asleep, a few StarClan warriors gathered to greet them. Shadowstar, Winterpelt, Bloodspill, and Hawksight fanned out in front of the two cats, and it was the former ThunderClan leader who leaned forward and gently breathed into Wraith's ear to wake him. Hawksight did the same for Snowstar.

[The Kingpin]

Nightclaw cringed. "Cowardly mousbrains....they should know that at the very least Stormclan's the remnants of the old clans...If i remember correctly, my father told me he made a big deal out bringing Peace to the forest...he built an alliance between the two clans that hated eachother the most. how could they have thought he wanted to attack them?" he meowed, swatting a pebble away with a paw in frustration...


Wraith rose and looked at the cats before him, nodding respectfully at each of them in turn. He glanced towards Snowstar, waiting for his counterpart to rise before he spoke...

[Hopeflower]

"A former WindClan cat is their leader, so that may be part of the reason," Lightstorm meowed dryly.

[C S]

Snowstar woke up not too long after Wraith, arching his back, fur trembling with the action as he stretched out. He looked from his departed love to the other Starclan cats and mewed "Good to see you all again"

[Hopeflower]

"It's good to see you too, Snowstar," Shadowstar meowed. She tipped her head to one side, her dark green eyes flicking from one leader to the other. "You both have done well with StormClan. I've never known two finer examples of leadership." Behind her, Bloodspill exchanged a long glance with Hawksight, then with Winterpelt.

"But you didn't come to speak with us just for the fun of catching up," the scarred black she-cat mewed after a short pause. Her scarlet eyes narrowed slightly.

Winterpelt's gentler voice mewed, "We lost sight of your patrol for a while, Wraith. You'd wandered into an area watched over by different warrior ancestors. When one of our fellows tried to follow, he couldn't cross the border between our land and theirs."

"So the question remains," Hawksight meowed seriously. "What happened?"

[C S]

"Earthclan proved inconsolable. They attacked the envoy, but we were assisted by the Novaclan cats. It was then we found out about a new threat, and after walking to an unfortunate cat who was...butchered, we saw the face of this new assailant. A new clan of Dark Forest worshippers. We fear they can talk to the condemned as we talk to you... we come for your guidance in such troubling times" Snowstar explained, taking a heavy breath, though the pressence of his mate gave him strength

[The Kingpin]

"We've come across our polar opposites, it seems" growled Wraith as he glanced between each of the cats. "There are remnants of the cats of the forest, to my best guess at least partially made up of former clan cats, that worship and follow the cats of the Dark Forest. One of them is a former Thunderclan cat who went by the name of Ashspots. I believe he may be in a position of leadership, or at least, a high ranking member of their group" he explained as he paced back and forth. "Around them were the corpses and blood of cats. many of them. their fur was matted with the blood of the fallen. and Ashspots himself seemed to have suffered serious mutilation. his feathers had been torn out almost completely, and what looked like dog teeth had been bored into his head....like horns. We fear that such a severe following may be actually actively influenced by cats of the Dark Forest....BrokenStar and Tigerclaw in particular, worry me."...

[Hopeflower]

The four StarClan cats were silent for a while, swapping shocked looks. It was Shadowstar who spoke first. "You're right to be worried, Shadowsoul," she meowed. "If they are following the word of the Dark Forest cats, it's unlikely they'll stop until every last StormClan cat is dead."

Bloodspill looked up from a worried, whispered conversation with Winterpelt. "There may be a way to find out if Tigerclaw and Brokenstar are indeed behind this," she meowed slowly, as if measuring her words before she spoke them. Her gaze fixed on Wraith, she went on, "But I don't think either of you are going to like the idea."

[C S]

"We'll do what we must, rest easy knowing that" Snowstar mewed, waiting

[Hopeflower]

"There's one among you who has experience when it comes to the Dark Forest warriors," Bloodspill went on carefully. "And she is related to one of them. She'll be able to cross the border and find out what you need to know."