Windstorm's Trial

[Gingertail]

Gingertail, exasperated, finally found saw Windstorm enter the camp. "Windstorm!" She bounded over to her ex-mentor. "Its you... you are finally here." Her voice was happy, but her eyes showed sadness.

Turning, she glanced in Stormstar's direction, nodding that she was ready.

[w h i s p e r :: d a i s y]

[glow=red,2,300]Whisperclaw nodded happily. Finally, the trial is starting.[/glow]

[Ferny]

Splashheart turned to watch Windstorm and Gingertail

[Windchime '07]

[glow=dodgerblue,2,300]The senior warrior sat down warily ignoring the glares she was reciving from several of the cats. The bulb that had fastened itself to her belly hurt emmensely, and she had gone into labor once already today. With a quick glance at Stormstar's emotionless green orbs, she attempted a wry half-smile at her former apprentice. "I guess I am..."[/glow]

[Swiftfoot[Is Leaving]]

Swiftfoot watched as she padded in,feeling her stomach drop.She felt bad for the warrior and she stared at her paws,begging Starclan to help make the right decision.

[Stormstar]

[glow=blue,4,000]During the time it had taken for Windstorm to arrive, Stormstar had settled himself into a crouch on the HighRock. His muscles were tense, but it was the best he could manage in such a situation and as he watched the silver Queen step from the shadows, the blue-gray tom rose to his paws. Beckoning Flamefur, Lilyfeather, Whisperclaw and Silvershadow to the abse of the HighRock, Stormstar let out a great caterwhaul. "The trial has begun!" And with this, Stormstar nodded to Frynose and Gingertail.[/glow]

[Gingertail]

Gingertail let our a hiss at Frynose but kep close to Windstorm. She nodded back to Stormstar for as ready. Laying her tail down gently she looked at the cats around her and the jury. She thought of how these cats were the ones that would decide Windstorm's fate. "I must do.. I can do it."

[Frynose]

Frynose glared back at Gingertail but sad nothing. He looked at a few other glars but yet again, said nothing. He did not care. He hated Windstorm. She had tried to murder cats and was getting what she deserved. "Yes, what she deserves."

[w h i s p e r :: d a i s y]

[glow=red,2,300]Padding to the base of High Rock, Whisperclaw smiled at Windstorm, who was close to the age of Whisperclaw. Shuffling nervously on her paws, her ears alert, she nodded at Gingertail. She would rather not interact with Frynose at all, for she knew that she did not believe Windstorm was guilty.[/glow]

[spottedleaf]

Silvershadow glanced at Swiftfoot behind him as he stepped up. An uneasy smile was the last thing he managed before settling down and putting on an unreadable face. Only his tail twitched around behind him and his gaze avoided the she-cat.

[Lilyfeather]

Lilyfeather trudged gloomily to the base of the highrock where everyone sat. She looked up, first at the noble leader, then at the shameful Windstorm. Uneasiness was painted all over them. And she knew you could sense it on her, too. Since they had found out about Windstorm, the trail was the only thing that occupied her thoughts. And now it was here.

[Dragonstar :: Doodle]

[glow=red,2,300]Dragonheart looked at Windstorm. He knew she wasn't guilty. He gave her a reassuring glance and tried not to look nervous. I need to be strong for her He thought. He looked around at the sombre cats and dreaded what was to come. The air was thick with sadness and no cat was speaking. Dragonheart knew that Windstorm had treid to kill some cats, but she did it out of desperation. Most cats here would have given in to try and save thier kits. Wouldn't they? [/glow]

[spottedleaf]

Silvershadow watched Dragonheart uneasily, trying to read his thoughts. He had seen the tom before, never really speeking to him much. He pulled his gaze to the she-cat, Windstorm. She had tried to kill cats and if he heard right, Stormstar, her own leader. Anger bubbled in the pit of his stumach and he pushed it down fearfully. Moonclan blood was a big deal now it was awaken. That Windstorm was as good as any flea-bitten rogue! he hissed in his mind but kept his eyes cold and unreadable.

[Ferny]

Splashheart looked around the clearing all of their eyes were fixed to one cat * That must be Windstorm* she thought

[Dragonstar :: Doodle]

[glow=red,2,300]Dragonheart saw Silvershadow look coldly at Windstorm. What if many more cats thought the same way? He looked around but the faces showed only sadness. [/glow]

[Gingertail]

Her gaze flicking to Silvershadow, Gingertail saw his eyes grow cold, then back to neutral, then back to cold, then neutral again, as if there was an inner conflict going on inside his mind. Ignoring ehr Mother's nod, the ginger she-cat glanced up at Stormstar, then to Frynose, to the Council members, bar Whisperclaw.

((Note: This is Stormstar. Gingertail PMed me her password and I am RPing her until she returns.))

[Dragonstar :: Doodle]

[glow=red,2,300]Dragonheart saw Gingertail's eyes dart around the cats. He trusted Gingertail to defend Windstorm well and knew that she would do her best. He was nervous and terrified. It was all Frosts fault. He felt a blaze of anger at his lovers evil sister. He tried to trust that Stormstar would make the right decsion, that the cats in the council would be fair. But, he just felt sad and an ever growing worry filled his mind.What if she was exiled? Killed? If that happened he would just have to be strong.[/glow]

[w h i s p e r :: d a i s y]

[glow=red,2,300]Noticing Silvershadow's mad gaze, Whisperclaw shifted a bit farther away from him. She sighed as Gingertail's gaze was directed to all but her, for she knew that her relationship with her daughter needed work.[/glow]

[Streampelt]

Streampaw had been sleeping she had a hard day at training and her legs felt like rubber.When she awoke she remembered about the trial "Oh fox-dung" she cursed as she got up and ran out of the apprentice den.Streampaw rased over to her father silvershadow "hey daddy" she said out of breath."What's been happening?"

[spottedleaf]

Silvershadow laughed and his eyes became softer as he looked at his daughter. He licked her ear quickly and whispered, "Nothing much has happened, but you should go over by your mother before this starts." he flicked his tail toward his mate and nudged the appretance foward.

[Dragonstar :: Doodle]

[glow=red,2,300]Dragonheart wondered when the trial would start. The tension was building and he was feeling more nervous by the second.[/glow]

[Stormstar]

[glow=blue,4,000]((After this post, only Gingertail, Frynose, the Council, Windstorm, Vixenchaser, Brownclaw and Shine may post.))

Silencing the Clan with a wordless yowl, Stormstar's gaze flickered to the silver Queen standing before the HighRock. This trial would make or brake Windstorm's life, and the safety of her unborn-Kits was too, in the balance. The RiverClan Leader would punish anyone who tried to harm the pregnant shae-cat before she was given her sentence, and death was not on the list of punishments. The worst sentence for WIndstorm was exile.

"Cats of RiverClan, I do not know how much gossip has spread throughout the Camp, but I shall announce the defendant's charges. 1: The defendant did cause a cat, now a witness, of another Clan, unprovoked harm. 2: The defendant did cause unprovoked harm to a RiverClan Apprentice, now a Warrior, and a witness. 3: The defendant did attempt to murder I, the Clan Leader of RiverClan," As he read out the charges from memory, Stormstar could not help but guiltily remember how Windstorm had stopped, unable to kill the blue-gray cat, and fell into a vulnerable state of mind. At the end, he knew he had to be called as witness, but he dreaded it so. Stormstar would have to tell the truth, but it hurt him. As Judge, he merely kept the trial in order, it was the Council's final decision and would have to be achieved by a vote. Also, if Windstorm was kept within the Clan, she would have her name changed, a precaution. "Council, you have heard the charges, but not the two sides of the story. I shall call the accusation to present his side of the story. Frynose, witnesses may be called up by both you and Gingertail, but not brutally questioned, nor led by twisted words, understood?" Stormstar's eyes flashed as he regarded the prosecutioner.[/glow]

[Windchime '07]

[glow=dodgerblue,2,300]Silver-hued hackled rose 'pon her nape like an army of cloudy soldiers, interrupted every now and then by a small tiny smudge like leaves flying in the wind. The accusations mentioned nothing of what Frost had done to her. Not that she was put up to it or that she wa s ckean cat--fighting for her kits. A shadow fell across twin discs that appeared more concerned that worried. Her lumpy belly would give birth the next morning, she could feel it. But, the question was not when... it was the question ofwhere.

Fighting back her words, she bowed her head to the group, avoiding every angry or sympathetic look that was cast her way. Black tail tip coming to wrap around her identically jet-ebony mittens. In the same instant, she pressed her muzzle into the soft fluff of Gingertail's pelt. "Thankyou," she murmered. "Gingertail, you are saving more than one sorry soul tonight." her thoughts wandered to Frost who was pregnant as well. More troubbles lie ahead, all she wanted was a Clan and what she thought was her feamily to keep her kits safe. It was strange that even to this day she was working allongside the white-pawed twin of her's in yet another murder. yet this murder was motivated by both her ex-mentor and the father of Frosts' unwanted kittens.
[/glow]

[Flamefur]

Flamefur could not help but feel awkward as he watched the scene before him. Though Frynose fought for the side that Windstorm was guilty, the ginger Deputy could not help but feel that the silver Queen was innocent. He had not spoken to her very much, and knew for a fact that she had been jealous when he had been appointed Deputy, but Flamefur liked Windstorm's spirit and felt that such a spirit could not turn evil.

[spottedleaf]

Silvershadow sighed and listened as the trial started and every charge made his silver fur brissle a little, it could have been mistaken for the wind ruffling it, but it wasn't. He quickly closed his eyes and took a deep breath, shakily releasing it. Did he really see that flash of red over his sight or was it his imagantaion? He shook his head slightly and looked at Windstorm, not really anger or accusing, but cold. As much as he hated it, attacking a leader was unforgivable to him. The she-cat kinda reminded him of........ Evilmoon, Moonstar's brother, who he had helped kill. Not in the same sense, but the similarity was they both attacked cats for their own secret reasons. A thought flickered in Silvershadow's mind, a picture of Swiftfoot before their kits were born. He angerily shrugged it away and tried to keep his mind on the trail, but that photo would not stop appearing as much as he tried to mentally tear it and throw it away, it just wouldn't go. Fine! he shouted in his mind and as soon as he thought it, the image was gone, like a mirage. He sighed again and shuffled his paws. This wasn't going to be fun.

[Frynose]

((Sorry I didn't post... was really busy... now I am back))

Frynose smiled, rather evily, at Windstorm than nodded to Stormstar. Steping up closer, he managed to take a look at his father, trying to tell what Flamefur was thnking. His face was unreadable so he looked at the witnesses. "I would like to call Brownclaw to the witness area." Hesitating, he waited for her to arrive.

((Is that how I do it?))

[spottedleaf]

Silvershadow stilted dhis head. He didn't know a cat name Brownclaw. He quickly shrugged it off and egarly scanned the area for the cat, egar to see him, egar to get the stupid trail over with.

[brownie]

Nervous, Brownpaw got to her paws and padded forward, avoiding the eyes of Windstorm, Torrentheart and anyone else who could hurt her, or make her clam up and lose her confidence.

[spottedleaf]

Silvershadow caught a scent of the she-cat and nodded. She was from Windclan. Must be the 'unporvoked attacked from another clan'. he thought. The cat was putting a bit of work into avoiding certain cat's eyes and staying calm. Or at least, he would have to be to stay as calm as she was. She only seemed a bit nervious at least, unlike he, who was shuffling his paws and glancing everywhere.

[Gingertail]

Gingertail looked at Brownclaw as she was called up. "Hm.." she mumbled to herself. "What can this small tabby have to say?"