Gathering #4

[Greyheart~Flametail+bloodclaw]

bloodclaw started to walk away feom blackthorn

[spottedleaf]

Ebonypaw reluctently stood and followed his mentor. He glanced at his father once more before dissappearing in the moorlands again. He hoped that next gathering, he would be able to talk to his father.

[Frost]

[glow=red,2,300]"No!" Frost hissed. "We are not to make the first move."

((Writer's Block))[/glow]

[||Silverstar||]

Silverstar gave a yell to her Warriors to leave. She suddenly stopped as her ear twitched. Silverstar looked up to the trees. She could have sworn to StarClan she heard something. She narrowed her eyes as she looked at the trees.

[The Night//Darkfur the Arbiter]

The Night remained motionless as the WindClan leader's eyes pasted over her. Did this cat know? Did she expect our watching? Inpossible, thought Nightspirit to herself.

[Stormstar]

[glow=blue,4,000]"Silverstar!" Stormstar called to the silver cat, as he hurried to her side. "This may sound stupid, but the Apprentice, Pheonixpaw, is the daughter of RiverClan cats, Dragonheart and Windstorm. I am not asking for her back, but I thought you should know. Now, goodnight." And with that, the RiverClan Leader summoned his Clan and left the hollow.

((Exit RiverClan))[/glow]

[xx the brownster]

[glow=green,2,300]Brownsatar gave her cats a signal of her tail to leave. "Until next full Moon!" she shouted out at Silverstar, Moonstar, and the leaving Stormstar.

((TO: My Camp... Dundunda...))[/glow]

[Badgersoul]

The black and white she cat waited she didn't know hen to strike so she would just lisen "tell me when you need gto rouges" she wisperd

[Windchime '07]

Fear seized the young apprentice's eyes as she began to slip out of Frost's sight. Alothough her firey hide was not much of an aid, Phoenixpaw attempted to escape. Her Clan was leaving! Swaying in and out of the buckthorn branches, the snares and prickles ctaching her fur, The Blooded she-cat tugged. But her lame leg was her downfall. Pillars working to keep up with her mind, she tripped over her whitened pads, ensnaring herself in a clump of thorns. No! WindClan was leaving. She began to struggle, but the thorns held her tight.

[Silverstar Not login]

Silverstar jumped at the sound of Stormstar's voice."I am sorry, I had no knowleage of these till now. May StarClan light your path." She walked out of the clearing. Her fur stood on end for she was nervous about something.

[Silentclaw]

Phantom watched Phionexpaw struggle with a blank expression."Should we let her go?" He asked Frost quietly. For once his voice wasn't mocking, apparently deep in thought, to deep to feel scorn for the Bloodclan cats.

[*:Moonstar~Melodypaw:*]

"Till next Full Moon!" Called Moonstar as she lead her clan back to their territory.
(Exit ShadowClan)

[Frost]

[glow=red,2,300]"No, Frost mewed darkly, her voice sinister as she gazed at her neice. "She'll be coming with us, to see Chimera." Smiling coldl at Pheonixpaw, Frost sank ehr white canines into the ginger scruff and dragged the crippled body along with her, yellow lamplights glowing madly.[/glow]

[Silentclaw]

"Suit yourself," Phantom said still distant. "I need to run an errand, I'll meet you at Thunderclan camp." He hissed after a moments thought. Phantom quickly dissappeared into the forest, despite his whitish coat.

[Windchime '07]

Glinting claws, shining blueish in the clouded moonlight outstretched. Veslage tilted helplessly down as her aunt dragged her out of the bushes. Her plume, the colour of sugar maples in mid autumn curled tightly into her legs fearfully. Phoenixpaw, you're such a coward! Fight back! her mind chided. But helpless orbs only lowered to the ground. Inside, she felt so undignafied and kittish being dragged forth as if she had down peds of her own. Atleast fight for pride... atleast. slightly gnarled harks flicked back and forth in a constant rythem, testing that she could feel Frost's pride.

It was had--almost painful to look upon her aunt. The twin of her mother... born to the same embrio of Windstorm yet so very different. Not just the burning yellow orbs, or the pure white pads for which she was named... but she was more driven. Windstorm had been so shaky on subjects and less powerfully minded. With sick realization Phoenixpaw recalled words from a story that had emitted from Clash's mouth. This story had occured near the rougen camp whilst her mother stilled carried Phoenixpaw within her whomn. Clash had warned her of the kit's Blood. Her relization was that her driven feeling on everything did not come from her father or mother... but from her aunt. The fire-hued apprentice almost gaged with disgust.

The little fire-bird felt herself being carried away, the deep eyes of phantom resting on her dynamicless maw and chassis. Probably wondering why she was not attempting to run home to her Clan. Clan. What was her Clan? A half blood RiverClan and BloodClan kit carried home by a once free-lancer tom to the Clan of wind. Where did Phoenixpaw belong? For an instant she felt warm in the harsh and almost painful grasp of Frost. The warmth was of having a mother-figure. But sickness followed the she-cat's emotion. Sickness for what she had wanted to feel towards her aunt... as a mother-like cat.

[Icekit]

Savannahheart nodded at the cats left and disappeared, reappearing she mewed, "Nightspirt, I need to talk to you." Grinning she couintied, "About BLackthorn."