Sunday, February 13, 2011

Rogues

If you have read the post about Stormy's plan, you can join as a rogue yourself. (no more than 2 rogues per blogger)

Name (rogue):
Description/Personality:
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So...yea. Thx bye.

Stormy's Plan

(continued)

RainStar led Storncloud into the dark "huddle" of trees. She whispered, "Don't talk. Or else."

A slight murmer of voices could be heard, and Stormcloud could spot an opening from the trees. There, a group of scarred cats sat. One muscular tabby tom stood out from the rest. His pelt was glossy, deprived of the battle scars others adorned.

"Attention all cats! The patrol was sent to SunClan, and we now need more patrol for the other 3 clans. After all the battles are finished, we will plan the great fight!"

Stormcloud pricked his ear, confused but attentive.

Rainstar turned to him. "That is Darkkit's brother. Remember when she was warning you about her brother trying to take over the clans? This is his plan."

"What does he mean, the great fight?"

Rainstar sighed. "I've already given you more information than I should've. This will be the last thing I'll tell you. Darkkit's brother, Stormy, plans to take over the clans. He's recruiting as many rogues or kittypets as possible to aid him for a giant battle between the clans and his .... group."

"That's stupid. The clans have way more cats than those mangy fox-dungs."

Rainstar shook her head. "Don't underestimate them."

A dark gray tabby was walking towards Stormy, his pelt matted with blood. "I come bearing news from the SunClan battle. The clan cats are fiercely battling our ranks. They're not weak, as we have suspected before."

Stormy nodded. "Thank you, Flash. Do you think we're ready for another attack?"

Flash smiled, an evil glint in his eye. "RainClan, FallenClan, or BlackClan?"

Stormy muttered, "That's a hard choice. I know, we'll send our 3 strongest members to each of those clans. Whoever captures a prisoner first, we'll attack the clan that cat is from."

"What about a prize?" a cat yowled.

"Hm...good idea. How about the opportunity to kill her/his prisoner?"

Cats yowled in excitement.

Stormy sneered. "The existence of clans will come to an end..."

~~~

Okay, you heard Stormy. He's gonna send 1 cat to each remaining clan. In this case, FallenClan, RainClan, or BlackClan. The first three comments here will win the chance to be one of these rogues. Just fill this form.

Name (rogue):
Description/Personality:
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That's all. Ready, get set, COMMENT!

Saturday, February 12, 2011

New Deputy

"Let all cats old enough to catch their own prey gather here beneath the Sky Vine for a clan meeting."

The thinning snow crunched under the cats' feet while they slowly crept out of their dens. They huddled closely at the base of the Sky Vine, hoping to get warm.

"Bridflight please step up. You have proved to be a great warrior in the clan, fighting not for yourself, but for the other clan members. You will become RainClan's new deputy. Congratulations."

Birdflight! Birdflight!

Stormcloud nodded, then signaled with tail that the meeting was over.

~~~

He entered his den, collapsing with a small thud on his bed of moss. He was shivering, his breath causing small wisps of mist to form in the air. Eventually he entered into a deep dream.

...

Stormcloud woke up in a large meadow, the sun shining brightly. "Weird...it's supposed to be leafbare."

A small dart of movement caught his attention. He pricked his ears, hoping to hear more sounds of disturbance. A familiar she-cat stepped out of the trees.

"Rainstar?!"

"Hush, young leader. I must take you somewhere."

"W-Where am I?"

Rainstar didn't reply. Instead, she disappeared back into the dark trees, calling out "Follow me if you wish."

Stormcloud stood there, his mouth agape. He shook his head "Just a dream" and he followed his former leader.

~~~

Stormcloud arrived at a dark land, no trees, grass, or even dirt. All dried up sand. The trees were either stumps or dead. The sky was a dark stormy gray. There were no animals, except of Rainstar and himself.

Rainstar walked across the bare terrain, and took him to a large clump of leafless trees. "Sh...be quiet. We don't want them to hear us."

"Them? Who's them?"

"Shh..."


(OMG I'm soo sorry. I have to stop here since I gtg go. You can comment, anything you want, but it can't be like, Stormcloud/Rainstar. I'll continue this post later on).

SRY

~ Cheryl Wang

Sunday, January 30, 2011

Quitting

Alarmed when you saw the title?

No I am not quitting. But I'm just here to contemplate about this issue. So many bloggers are "taking a break" from blogging. Do they ever come back? Most of them don't. This has always been a question hidden somewhere in my bleeding brain ever since Madi left CloverClan (I'll tell you about the "bleeding brain" some other time).

Here's a list of blogs that are going to be deleted, or have been dead.

CloverClan

My Designer Girl

Simply Kimi Designs

most of WCL92 and I's blogs

Lots of clans..

And much much more


Now I feel like quitting. But trust me, I am not quitting now. All this "drama" is just grabbing hold of me and hanging on tightly. Okay. This might just be a waste of time for you and me, but comment if you want to give me your opinions about this problem.


Lots of love,

~ Cheryl Wang

Wednesday, January 26, 2011

Prophecy Contest

I have been planning for a LOOOOOOONG time. (about the same time WCL92's prophecy on SunClan started). I need a minimum of 6 or 7 prophecied cats. Yes kits. If you want to be in the prophecy, you'll need to choose a kit. If you don't have a kit, make one! (duh...)

Okay! Here are the kits that are already in the prophecy!

Blossomkit (WCL92)
Seakit (Brightlegs)
Darkkit (Cheryl Wang)
Skykit (Arrow)
Greykit (echoleaf/moontail)
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One more spot open! And, you can't play more than one kit. Give other bloggers a chance! Well, start joining!


~**Cheryl Wang**~

Sunday, January 23, 2011

Blinded

Thunderpaw ran through the forest, feeling the fresh, cold leaf-bare wind against her pelt. She arrived at the coast, scenting the salty water scent. She parted her jaws, scenting for prey. Rouge!

She followed the scent, padding towards a cave on the edge of the stretch of sand. She peered inside. Nothing but darkness.

She stared, deciding whether or not to go in. She did.

After adjusting to the darkness, she could see a light figure inside the cave. She crept forwards.

Suddenly, red eyes blinked in front of her. Thunderpaw unsheathed her claws, hissing. Then the thing attacked her. Thunderpaw thrashed around, trying to escape from the creature's treacherous claws. She felt a sharp pain on her eyes, then she couldn't see. Blood dripped from her pupils to her mouth. She could taste the bitter scent of blood on her tongue. Thunderpaw staggered to the side, then collapsed.

~~~

Stormcloud padded to Darkflame. "Have you seen Thunderpaw? She hasn't had training with me for so long."

Darkflame shook his head. "I don't know. I'm starting to get worried. No one has seen her this whole day. Maybe we should send a patrol."

Stormcloud nodded. "I'll organize a patrol to search for our missing apprentice."

Stormcloud began to call out names.


Darkflame!

Birdflight!

Twilightsky!

Crystalgaze!

Cloverpaw!


~~~

The patrol have arrived at the coast, Thunderpaw's scent lingering in the area. They followed her scent into a cave, along with the slight smell of blood. They crept in, one by one, led by Darkflame.

Cloverpaw shrieked. The warriors turned in her direction and saw...

Thunderpaw on the stone ground, a pool of blood directly below her head. Her eyes were shut, blood flowing slowly out of them. Birdflight meowed worriedly, "We need to get her to Spottedwing..fast."

Darkflame nodded his head in agreement. Slowly, the warriors carried Thunderpaw all the way back to camp.

~~~

Spottedwing has been working inside her den for nearly the rest of the day. Stormcloud paced impatiently in front of the den. Eventually, her tortoiseshell head appeared from the ferns. "I have grave news."

~~~

Stormcloud climbed the Sky Vine, yowling "Let all cats gather before me. Thunderpaw was found, but she is terribly injured. She has been blinded by a rouge, she assumes. Patrols, watch out for any scent of rouges. And report any mysterious findings to me. Meeting dismissed."