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Post by [Fawn{STAR}] on Dec 5, 2006 16:10:37 GMT -8
UPDATE:
ThunderClan deputy is being applied for, and Leader for ThunderClan IS OPEN! Also, RiverClan medicine cat is also open now.
This is a cool site I started, with help, and it would be great if anyone joined it! The plot's really cool, and if more people join soon, people can start RPing. There are lots of positions open, and anyone can have them, as long as they are active. Here are the positions open:
StarClan: Leader, Deputy, Med. Cat, and all others
Shadowclan: Deputy, Med. Cat, and all others
Thunderclan: Leader, Deputy, Med. Cat, and all others
Windclan: Deputy, Med. Cat, and all others
Riverclan: Med Cat
Here's the plot:
Raystar flew to the entrance to Pitchfoot’s den, bounding up to the tom.
“What does it mean?” she demanded of her medicine cat, shuddering as she remembered the omen she had just witness, along with the rest of her frightened clan.
The sun was obscured in that moment, and all light was swallowed. All except for the tiny rim of white, glimmering light. A darkness that seemed to be inside each cat spread through the forest and in all clans, their fear scent overwhelming all clan scents.
Finally the sun reemerged, five thin, long rays of hope clinging to the sky, as though determined not to be overshadowed a second time.
Fur fluffed up, Raystar awaited Pitchfoot’s reply impatiently. “It means,” he meowed loud enough for the whole clan to hear, “that with the emergence of the sun, that we will begin anew, with peace and prosperity in the wood.”.....
As other cats dispersed, relieved by Pitchfoot’s calm reassurance, Raystar’s eyes narrowed. “You’re holding back. What else is there?”
Pitchfoot glanced at his leader with narrowed eyes. Staring into them was like gazing into two orbs or fear and wonder, but from those ashes sprung the tiniest well of hope that blaze in his eyes like a spark of fire.
“It means that all four clans will emerge in peace and hope. But the shadow that blotted out the sun, that meant that we would suffer so greatly before, that the clans would be pitted against each other, and many will die. Only the five tiniest rays of dawn can save us.”
If you've read this far, then hopefully you're interested, as I'm about to offer five positions not listed. They will be the "five rays of dawn" who will save the forest
ThunderClan deputy is being applied for, and Leader for ThunderClan IS OPEN! Also, RiverClan medicine cat is also open now.
This is a cool site I started, with help, and it would be great if anyone joined it! The plot's really cool, and if more people join soon, people can start RPing. There are lots of positions open, and anyone can have them, as long as they are active. Here are the positions open:
StarClan: Leader, Deputy, Med. Cat, and all others
Shadowclan: Deputy, Med. Cat, and all others
Thunderclan: Leader, Deputy, Med. Cat, and all others
Windclan: Deputy, Med. Cat, and all others
Riverclan: Med Cat
Here's the plot:
Raystar flew to the entrance to Pitchfoot’s den, bounding up to the tom.
“What does it mean?” she demanded of her medicine cat, shuddering as she remembered the omen she had just witness, along with the rest of her frightened clan.
The sun was obscured in that moment, and all light was swallowed. All except for the tiny rim of white, glimmering light. A darkness that seemed to be inside each cat spread through the forest and in all clans, their fear scent overwhelming all clan scents.
Finally the sun reemerged, five thin, long rays of hope clinging to the sky, as though determined not to be overshadowed a second time.
Fur fluffed up, Raystar awaited Pitchfoot’s reply impatiently. “It means,” he meowed loud enough for the whole clan to hear, “that with the emergence of the sun, that we will begin anew, with peace and prosperity in the wood.”.....
As other cats dispersed, relieved by Pitchfoot’s calm reassurance, Raystar’s eyes narrowed. “You’re holding back. What else is there?”
Pitchfoot glanced at his leader with narrowed eyes. Staring into them was like gazing into two orbs or fear and wonder, but from those ashes sprung the tiniest well of hope that blaze in his eyes like a spark of fire.
“It means that all four clans will emerge in peace and hope. But the shadow that blotted out the sun, that meant that we would suffer so greatly before, that the clans would be pitted against each other, and many will die. Only the five tiniest rays of dawn can save us.”
If you've read this far, then hopefully you're interested, as I'm about to offer five positions not listed. They will be the "five rays of dawn" who will save the forest
