|| Cats of the Battle || Remake of my Warrior Cat roleplay || Open

[heartsgirl99]

((Bumpy bump.

@okami: thank you for that praise but you didn't asked me permission, nor i agree on/for lionpaw to be a servant so can you pretty please edit that post?

@crystal: I got a idea/plot, maybe there could be a earthquake that could maybe affect all of the clans, I even made a prophecy: "the ground will shake with the pebbles dancing the sound of it's roar would bring the ground to it's deathly wake". Maybe it can take place moons after the death of facilier. *is waiting for temporal and fused before posting*))

[jesija]

((I'm waiting on Crystal.
If it makes you feel better Stephen, I won't have Ivorythorn boss around Lionpaw for her sake.))

[heartsgirl99]

((Thanks fused, that made me feel better. Hmm...maybe there can be a OOC thread like crystal made back when we had the warrior cat rp. Do you know how to put a hand-drawn drawing onto a computer like Okami did to her redear drawing?))

[jesija]

((Scanner, if you have one. Other than that, you can take a picture of it and send it to your email or something like that.))

[wolfgirl56]

Dawnpaw looked confused as Oak said something about StormClan. The Turkish Van's heart fell rock-bottom into her chest. How she hated StormClan, how her mother tried to make her leave CreekClan. Dawnpaw remembered the day where she escaped from the territory and had to cross the river to make it into CreekClan territory. Thinking about leaving her siblings made her heart drop even more and swell up as if it were to burst any minute, but not in a good way. The apprentice felt a deep sense of remorse for abandoning her family, and she figured that if she were to join them again, she would have to leave her friends behind, including her mentor. Dawnpaw drew out a deep sigh and mewed sadly, thinking of her mother. Also in her opinion, training to heal sick and injured cats had slightly become boring for her. Mother, father, I'm coming for you, Dawnpaw thought. It was a good thing whatever happened at StormClan would give her an excuse to escape to StormClan. Maybe if there weren't any medicine cats there, she could be the medicine cat. Or maybe a warrior and a medicine cat! "Let's go, guys. Times are hard now, and though we may disallow other Clans into our territory, maybe StormClan needs some help for once," she said. Dawnpaw then began sprinting to the creek to cross into StormClan territory.

Dawnpaw noted inside her head that the creek could probably be frozen over, but how much was it frozen over? If Silverheart, Oak, or herself, made a wrong move, they would drown in the icy grip of the cold creek water. Testing to see how strong it was, Dawnpaw placed her paw on the ice and heard the snow and top ice crackle under her paw. Dawnpaw stifled a gasp as she placed her second paw on the same area. Her right front paw fell into the ice and Dawnpaw quickly pulled it up, terrified of what had happened. Slowly putting all her paws on the ice, she sprinted along the ice "bridge" into StormClan territory.

The apprentice looked frightened as she noticed that the cats of StormClan were missing. Where can they be? She then began running to CreekClan territory to look for them. "Bluebird! Jetblack! Redear! Where are you?" she yowled.

[heartsgirl99]

((*facepalms* I forgot to do tinytiger and silverheart))

her paws felt cold as ice as she followed the young Turkish van. Silverheart then spotted a black a white cat, sitting with stripedpaw and bluebird with sightless eyes. "oh...my...starclan....j-j-jet...black..." she said, her eyes widen at the sight of jetblack, both of his eyes missing. She walked over to the eyeless cat, her legs shaken as if her legs would turn into ice any second. She dropped the leaf wrapped herbs and flicked her tail for Dawnpaw to come. "Dawnpaw, squeeze some celandine juice into the place when his eyes used to be and then put the cobwebs onto the area when his eyes used to be, this is your chance to show that you can heal and oak, go see if bluebird and stripedpaw have any cuts or wounds. Im going to help Dawnpaw with jetblack" she meowed.

oak nodded and walked over to bluebird and stripedpaw. "umm....did you two gain any cuts? Silverheart can tell me how to patch up cuts" he meowed.

tinytiger stopped and turned around to leopardpaw. "first, you will need to learn how to stalk and pounce a enemy warrior. Try to copy the way I'm doing" she said before lowering herself to the ground, her belly nearly touching the ground with her tail lifting at the right length.

before she had the chance to say a word, she felt a paw pinning her to the ground. prisoner!? Oh great starclan, I wished that I never done this she thought. Letting out a small growl, lionpaw's fur rasied and had her eyes locked onto the cat that pinned her, redear. i'll escape from here, I will. ((I messed up and strayed away from her personality so I had to edit lionpaw's post))

[jesija]

((Ignore this xP I'll reply soon.))

[jesija]

((The prophecy that Stephen came up with actually sounds interesting. We should go through with after the Night of the Storm prophecy. ^_^ Crystal, can you reply with Brackenpaw and Icepaw please?~
I've just realized something. Remember when Ivorythorn was in Creekclan and all the apprentices began fighting with eachother? Stripedpaw and Ivory started attacking eachother. So wouldn't that make both Leopard and Striped rivals of Ivory? Just some food for thought, if maybe in the future Striped and Leopard ever met eachother... They'd have this in common.))
Bluebird blinked away the tears and let out a tiny sigh of relief. Even if her brother had been robbed of his sight, she was just glad that he was still alive. She sniffled pitifully, rubbing a paw against her nose.
Stripedpaw pulled the now subddued blue-tabby aside and looked pointedly away from Jetblack. Looking at the eyeless cat reminded her of Sally Bones, somewhat... She looked up as Oak approached them, inquiring if either of them had been harmed. The calico-tabby shook her head, looking at Bluebird.
"I-It wasn't cat. No one attacked us..." Bluebird whispered. Stripedpaw nodded with solemn green eyes.
"Relax. Jetblack'll be fine, you'll see..."
"This way!" Foxpaw exclaimed after he had caught hold of the strong scent of prey, it was close by. The orange tabby trotted into a snowy clearing and looked around frantically for whatever it was. He heard rustling off to his left and glanced just in time to see the back side of a bunny disappear into the brush. "Fox dung! It got away!"
"What do you think, Invidia? Do you wish for a servant?"
Sin... I should have known...You really haven't forgiven them. The silver-tabby, to be honest, didn't wish for a servant. Leopardpaw might have benifited from having her two sisters answer to her every beck and call, but ordering others around just wasn't the deity's style. She preferred to see to it herself that things were done just as she liked. Besides, if Redear had a job to be done, Ivorythorn wouldn't entrust it to a petulant Nightclanner. Ivorythorn fixed her gaze upon Lionpaw and tilted her head with a scowl. What should I say? Before she had a chance to reply, the she-cat said the unexpected.
"Wait, if I stay here as long as you want, maybe forever, then can you all stop hurting nightclan?"
What?! Ivorythorn was completely floored by this. She's giving herself up for her family? Oh, just... how sweet. She shook her head, huffing. Bold and selfless, this Lionpaw. Hm. It was weird, how this she-cat could go from "petulant night-clanner" to "selfless sacrifice" in under a minute.
"Keep in mind that this is a punishment, not a compromise." Ivorythorn said sternly. "Though, we can't exactly keep you 'hostage' if you're willing..." An idea came to mind. If Redear somehow agreed to this compromise, it could ensure Foxpaw's safety... But why am I thinking about that? Tch...
"This is all really up to Sin..." She looked up at her 'mother', deciding to test the waters, "Would refrain from harming Nightclan if you had this she-cat in your hold?" C'mon...This will also benefit you if you simply lie. Do you understand?

[heartsgirl99]

((thanks. And....great, I missed up lionpaw's personality   *facepalms* I'll go edit lionpaw's post, I don't want her to stray away from her personality again. And happy Halloween everyone.))

[NoirBadger]

Swiftleg's eyelids were slowly closeing as he tried stalking towards the smell of the unknown prey. His eyes would shot open and a while causing his body to jolt a bit. The tom was getting tired to notice that actually the prey he was tracking was long gone by now. He groaned quietly so he didn't disturb the prey that he thought was near by. The black and white slender tom stalked into a clearing with fresh snow. The snow's crisp smell awoken his senses a bit. He shifted out of the hunter's stalk. The tom's green eyes stared blankly into the white clearing.
'Oh Starclan I'm an ideot! Its gone already!'
His inner voice groaned.
'Did the apprentices see me do th-wait.....where are they?'
Swiftleg thought, eyes widen. The thought that he lost them hit him slowly. Panic speard quickly and quicken his breathing.
"Where is Foxclaw or whiskers?"
His sleepness caused him to make a silly mistake like that.
"Foxpaw I ment!"
The tom hissed at himself a bit to make it clear, as he scanned for any signs that the orange tabby was there.