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I am Sparrowstar! Welcome to Rainclan. This clan is a little different. In this clan we post like a round robin or something like that. Please, please join! Oh, and when you do, please do a description either in your writing or separate (like putting Gender: ___ Pelt: ___, etc.).
As the tan tabby she-cat climbed out of her den, drops of rain began to fall. Her golden eyes surveyed her empty camp.
"Please! If anyone can hear me! Please help! Make my clan, my once great clan, my Rainclan, great again! Help me!" Her eyes filled with sorrow, she shook the rain off and walked back to her den, trying not to remember. Remember the horrible attack, the attack that had killed her whole clan when she was only 10 moons, just barely a warrior. In the space of ten days she had become leader, being the last available cat to become deputy after nearly all were killed. After Blackstar had been killed, she was the only one left alive. She shook the thoughts from her head. That was 10 moons ago and she still didn't have a clan! "I'm was going to have to fix that." She thought. "Please, Starclan! Help me!"
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(December 13, 2009 - 7:28 pm)
(December 13, 2009 - 7:28 pm)
Windflash was just walking to the Medicine cat den to get herbs for the queens. She stopped suddenly to hear a cry of "HELP!" Grabbing some burdock root, for she had a feeling she needed it, Windflash dashed out in to the wood, living up to her name. She sensed a tree ahead, so she swiveled to the left. Windflash scented cat now, a she-cat with herbs, cat mint by the scent of it. What is a medicine cat doing out here?! Windflash thought, almost desperate. Suddenly, a ball of fur careened into her, and Windflash recognized the scent immeadlity. It was the cat! Suddenly, a badger overwhelmed her. The lumbering beat was attacking the cat. "MEROW!" She yelped as he bit her tail. Windflash jumped into the shelter of a bush, then leapt to a tree. "Get up here!" SHe hissed to the cat. "Up, Up, UP!!!" When Windflash scented the cat up the tree, she asked, "Who are you?". "I am Summerberry" She replied. "A group of badgers were chasing me." "Wow! Really? I brought some Burdock root which is good for badger (DARN IT! THAT WAS FOR RAT!!! Can we just pretend?!?!) just because a feeling came to me. Anyhow, follow me, and we'll find our way back to camp." The two cats jumped to the ground, being perfectly silent. The brown cat flicked her tail and started running. The she-cats arived at camp shortly after, and they heard the bedgers lumbering away. "Sparrowstar" Windflash called, "Come here. This cat needs help" As she started treating her wounds, Windflash realized that she was probably wanting to be medicine cat. "Hey, cat, I'm the medicine cat, but you could be my apprentice. You see, I have to be medicine cat (Or apprentice, but I joined 1st) because I'm Blind"
(December 20, 2009 - 1:16 am)
"Well, the truth is that I am only 7 moons old. My real name is Summerpaw, but I want to be called Summerberry when I am older. I promise to serve this Clan well and die for it if I have to." Her blue eyes shone with warm and excitment. "And I think I am destined to be a medicine cat apprentice. You can be my mentor, Windflash. I don't care if you are blind!"
(December 20, 2009 - 12:20 pm)
A light gray tabby with green eyes was calling for her sister. "Summerpaw?" she called. "Where are you?" Had the badgers gotten her? Eaglepaw noticed a camp. Could Summerpaw be in there? She could smell her scent. "Summerpaw!" Eaglepaw cried, as she burst into the camp and found her sister. "Are you all right?" " I'm fine," Summerpaw insisted. "This is my Clan now, Eaglepaw. But you can join." She turned to Windflash. "She can, right?"
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Name: Eaglepaw
Rank: warrior apprentice
Gender: she-cat
Personality: daring, good hunter and fighter, tough, strong
Her sister is Summerpaw
She would like to be called Eaglefeather, Eagleheart, Eagleflight, or Eaglewing when she is a warrior.
(December 20, 2009 - 12:35 pm)
At sunhigh, the she-kit, Sweetkit, was almost dead. Silvermoon and Rainpelt were very worried. Silvermoon started too whimper as she couldnt get Sweetkit to nurse or hardly move. "Windflash! Windflash! Come quickly! Sweetkit wont do anything!" Called Rainpelt, his voice almost a whisper. Oh StarClan, please let my kit be ok! Silvermoon prayed silently to StarClan.
(December 20, 2009 - 3:33 pm)
At the call of Rainpelt, Windflash and Summerpaw ran to the nursery. "Oh no..." Windflash murmured. "Let's take her into the medicine cat den. "Windflash felt around for the kit, her scent was so weak. She finally pinpointed her and grabbed her scruff gently. Silvermoon and Rainpelt followed silently. Summerpaw, being the cheery cat she was, was trying to encourage them. When the cats arivved at the den, Windflash bent down to smell and hear her breathing more clearly.
(December 21, 2009 - 1:26 am)
Windflash smelt a she-cat with almost the same scent as Summerpaw, but a little different.
(December 21, 2009 - 12:19 pm)
((Actually, I believe that it was Littlemoon that was having kits and her mate was Robinwing))
Sparrowstar looked at all the new arrivals.
"Welcome, everyone. Please do join." she spoke hurriedly and ran off to the medicine cat den. She looked at Sweetkit. "Come on, Sweetkit! You must live!" she turned to Windflash. "Do you think it would be better if her mother was with her in case she wanted to nurse or just to keep her warmer?"
(December 21, 2009 - 12:32 pm)
As they entered the medicine den and Windflash put the small, weak down, Silvermoon started to sniff her kit, worried. She smelled sicker and extreamly weak. She looked thin and tiny against the ground. She was nearly dead. "Please help my kit!" Silvermoon manged to choke out. "Yes! Please help our kit!" Wailed Rainpelt, worriedly. Silvermoon nuged her kit. She wouldnt move at all. The weak kit was still breathing, but hardly at all.
(December 21, 2009 - 2:05 pm)
Sweetkit was on the brink of joining StarClan, even though she was just a kit. "STARCLAN, NO! DON'T TAKE THIS ONE!" Windflash wailed, waking the weak kit. She peeped, and Silvermoon rushed forward. "Sweetkit," she whispered, "Wake up." Windflash felt her way to the back of the den, nosing around for the right herb.
(December 21, 2009 - 6:03 pm)
Sparrowstar lifted her eyes to the sky. "Please, Starclan! Please help this kit!" she cried. Laying down nest to Sweetkit, she prayed to Starclan, wishing with all her heart that Sweetkit could live.
(December 21, 2009 - 9:37 pm)
Summerpaw began to give some comfry to the kit to help the shortness of breath. She began to preform CPR on the kit, urging it to breathe. Please StarClan, let the kit live!
(December 21, 2009 - 10:39 pm)
An hour later, Sweetkit was nearly dead. She would not move or do anything and she hardly breathed at all. Silvermoon and Rainpelt had nearly lost hope. They both kept praying to Starclan, although they thought it was no use.
(December 22, 2009 - 10:57 am)
Sparrowstar awoke with a start. She raced in to the medicine cat den and started to dig furiously at the corner of the den. Ripping up an old herb from the hole she had made, she raced out of the den, headed for the Moonpool. As she ran into the den where the Moonpool was, she took the herband dipped it into the water. Sprinting back to camp, she barreled into the medicine cat den. She held up the herb which was now glowing.
"This herb can almost certainly save Sweetkit . . . But it will change her for life. She will constantly have visions from Starclan about the future, which, surprisingly, is a hard burden to take, especially if you're a kit." Sparrowstar's eyes were distant, as though remembering* "She will be destined to become Leader or Medicine cat some day." She layed the herb down. "It's your choice."
(December 22, 2009 - 12:47 pm)
Windflash looked thoughtful. "I advise you to use it, Sweetkit mother. Sweetkit will most likely die without it. But, as Sparrowstar said, it's your choice." Sweetkit's mother decided, and Windflash ethier nodded her head or bowed her head in defeat. (If you say yes, then head nod. You can post from that scentence(SRRY I FORGOT YOUR NAME!))
(December 23, 2009 - 1:44 am)
Silvermoon nodded her head, hoping it would really help. Rainpelt did to. "If it will help Sweetkit, then we will have her take it," Silvermoon meowed, with hope in her voice. "She will not die. She cannot die. She has to live, and if that is the only thing that will help her, then give it to her," meowed Rainpelt. There was no time to waste, for Sweetkit would be dead in only a moment. "Lets give it to her," both meowed together.
(December 23, 2009 - 11:50 am)