I am Sparrowstar!
Chatterbox: Blab About Books
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!"
(December 13, 2009 - 7:28 pm)
Sparrowstar tried to block out the sounds of screeching, but couldn't. She knew it was impossible to do anything, but her heart broke as she lay panting in the Nursery, unable to help her clan.
"Sweetkit!" she cried. "Quickly!" She gritted her teeth as her stomach rippled again. "Go ask other clan for help! You can save our clan!" She shrieked. "And get Windflash! My first kit is coming!" Her stomach rippled again as her first kit began to come. Within minutes, a small tabby kit lay beside her. Another groan escaped her as she felt another kit coming. It had been over a day since her kitting had started, and she felt her strength failing. Windflash gave her strengthening herbs and tried to help, but as her fifth and final kit began to come, she was almost unconscious. Letting out a last shriek, she fell unconscious. He last kit had been safely delivered, but Sparrowstar was nearly dead. Hawkstripe, unaware to what was happening in the Nursery, was fighting outside. He flew at the badgers, desperate to protect his kits and mate, but they were loosing. Badgers came from all sides.
"Starclan, help us!!" he cried.
(February 18, 2010 - 9:34 pm)
"Sparrowstar! Hawkstripe! I can go ask LakeClan for help. They have tons of cats that would help us!"
(February 19, 2010 - 9:08 pm)
A silver-white cat stepped into the camp. She was covered in scars and signs of having lived alone for a long time. Her eyes blazed with anger and excitement, and her claws were unsheathed. "I have come to help!" she yowled, "And I will show you how a rouge can fight!"
((Ha, my Spamboy is bmad. B-mad!
(February 20, 2010 - 9:04 am)
Hawkstripe nodded. "Please hurry!"
(February 20, 2010 - 11:23 am)
Two cats stepped into Rainclan camp.
"We have come from Crystalclan!" They announced and then lept into the battle. Fighting tail to tail they fought furiously. Badgers ran yowling out of camp. The attackers were tiring as more cats came into the camp.
(February 20, 2010 - 7:57 pm)
The three cats from CrystalClan padded into the camp, eyes gleaming. They leaped at the badgers and sent 3 of them yowling and hissing into the forest away from the camp.
(February 20, 2010 - 9:24 pm)
Sweetkit nodded hurriedly. "Yes, Sparrowstar!" And darted out of the den. She raced to the medicine den. "WINDFLASH! SPARROWSTAR NEEDS HELP! SHE'S HAVING HER KITS! HURRY!" She raced back out in a flash and darted out of camp. She thought while she was running, oh, I have to get help from a Clan, quick! StarClan save RainClan, my Clan!
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(Sorry I have not posted!)
(February 22, 2010 - 5:04 pm)
The brown cat nodded at the small kit's words. "All right." She rushed into the den, taking borage and other herbs with her. Windflash got right to work. She gave Sparrowstar the borage, and put her paw on the bulging stomach. Windflash could feel __ kits in there. "All right, now, on the count of three, push." Sparrowstar nodded, "One.... Two.... Three... PUSH!!!" The leader pushed, and one kit came out. "Summerpaw! Lick the fur backwards!" The apprentice did so, and yes.
(February 22, 2010 - 9:02 pm)
Eventually, 6 cats entered the camp together. A black drew herself up and she-cat mewed, "Hello. I am Nightstar, leader of LakeClan. I have come to help fight the badgers. The brown she-cat, Oak where Birds Nest (whom you may call Oak), the reddish-brown tom with dark brown eyes, Rowanheart, and the pale grey tom with penetrating grey eyes, Stonegaze, are here for the same purpose.
"I am Speckledfur," stated a grey, white, black, ginger, and brown spotted she-cat. "The grey and olive brown dappled she-cat, Mossfire, and I are medicine cats. Would yours like a bit of assistance? If so, we are willing to heal the injured, and if you wish, we can invite others to come and help. If you would prefer to work without help from outsiders, we can leave, of course, but please tell us, at least."
The warriors, cave-guard, and Clan leader attacked the badgers while the medicine cats waited for an answer.
(February 23, 2010 - 9:50 pm)
The aged she-cat flung herself at a badger, severing its neck in out quick slash. It swayed, then fell to the ground. There was very little blood. Moonfur then ran to the side of Sparrowstar and circled, hissing at the badgers.
(February 24, 2010 - 5:13 pm)
Windflash spotted the other two medicine cats, and said, "Yes, please! Sparrowstar is having kits, so I'm occupied with that."
(February 24, 2010 - 7:36 pm)
Time: Moonhigh
A winter breeze blew through the air. Stars, cold and bright, shined through the leaves. Suddenly, a great voice split the silence.
The age of warriors is coming to an end
Many twolegs will to the bottom send
Brave clans, the places of much sorrow and joy
All thrown away in one strategic ploy
In dens the elders slumber nevermore
You must struggle, fight the twolegs or
Forever will be lost our ancient lore
In nurseries the kits no longer play
We have come to the very end of day
(February 27, 2010 - 8:38 am)
*eyes flash with anger at the unknown*
Are you pretending to be a cat of StarClan? Who are you to give prophecies to us?
You sent me this message, and I died trying to tell my Clan leader. I believed it was a Twoleg trap at the time, but I now know better. All right, it was a Twoleg trap, but that particular Twoleg was a stranger here. He had never lived here before. The other Twolegs chased him out because he was unwanted. That is all I know, for I do not claim to understand their ways, but if you hadn't given me the prophecy, I would've survived. The Twolegs here mean no harm. Leave. Stop spreading your false messages among the Clans. Go to Everburn Forest, where you belong. Why can't the Twolegs post about things other than us?
Speckledfur: W-Willowtail? You d-died?
W: Yes. Tell the Clan to disregard the prophecy. Not just your Clan, in fact, but any Clan who recieves it. The Twolegs have done nothing, and will do nothing. No battle is necessary. You see, long ago, before there were cats here, there were Twolegs. They came to discuss what they call 'books.'
Twoleg controller: Look, honestly, that's what this is for, isn't it? Blabbing about books, not stopping others from doing so. But we're making so many new Clans that there's no room for the Twolegs. We really need to tone it down a little.
Instead, however, there are cats talking about invading Twoleg threads and forcing them to stop making them? Um, excuse me? Why? What's wrong with talking about other books? This is not a warriors forum, it is a book forum, and yet we drive out all other books. I strongly disagree with this.
W: Moonfur, are you the one who sent the message? Because it is not the will of StarClan.
Goldberry, also of StarClan: No, it is not. Willowtail is right.
(February 28, 2010 - 4:25 pm)
*begin healing the injured*
(February 28, 2010 - 4:00 pm)
I am Jadefire, from LakeClan. I will help fight. *Lunges at a badger*
(February 27, 2010 - 12:04 pm)