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Post by icefang on May 6, 2006 12:45:35 GMT -5
Nightstorm came pelting back into camp, carrying Nightkit's limp form by the scruff of his neck. He burst into camp and set Nightkit gingerly on the ground. He put his head close to Nightkit's chest. His body was cold, no breathing, no heartbeat. "Nightkit, no!" he yowled.
Frostflower came pelting out. "What happened?" she demanded, horrified. Nightstorm would not look up. Finally he found his voice.
"Nightkit was exploring," his voice was gruff. "Touslepelt came... attacked him. I couldn't save him."
"No," she whispered, nudging her dead foster kit.
"I couldn't even tell him about Silverwind," he croaked.
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Post by icefang on May 7, 2006 11:42:03 GMT -5
OOC: ello??
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Post by Marly on May 10, 2006 20:55:53 GMT -5
OOC: ok, sorry i was traveling to NM, i'm here now though ^^....aww...
Oakheart's chesnut skull spun towards the camp's entrance, through the weeds he could make out the cat known as Nightstorm, in the tom's jowels appeared to be...a kit? He quickly got to his paws and loped over towards them. Brilliant blue optics started down at the motionless kitten. He gazed at a mortified she-cat, she must be the kits mother, a pang of sympathy stung like a thorn, he had heard of Frostflower, how she had tragically lost her mate, now her kit? Creme paws unsheathed in the ground, "He must have been helpless agaisnt a rouge....", Oakheart breathed quietly. The name Touselpelt stuck in his mind, he hadn't heard of this rouge, but the name now registered as a enemy....Oakheart's sable fur brushed up against the who he persumed the mother, Frostflower, "I'm sorry, i offer my condulences, i'm sure your son would have made a fine warrior. It probley doesn't sound like much from a strange...My name is Oakheart." He said softly, adding his name, hoping not to be a stranger for long.
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Post by icefang on May 11, 2006 16:41:26 GMT -5
"Frostflower," she breathed. She stared at Nightstorm and Nightkit. Stormpaw and Silverpaw had come over to share in their father's grief. "Those poor kits," she said. "And poor Nightstorm. They've gone through more trouble than anyone ever should've." The kits were not hers, but she had grown so fond of them, they had almost become her own. "May I tell him the story?" she asked Nightstorm. For the moment, only certain cats knew the story. One of which was dead. Silverwind, Nightstorm, Autumnstar, Touslepelt, Willowfrost, and herself all were aware of the story, to her knowledge.
"Yes," said Nightstorm. His eyes were dismayed and distant, staring at Nightkit's body.
Frostflower led Oakheart away from the sight. She didn't completely know why she was telling an almost complete stranger this, but the story would get out, and she needed to talk. "We have to talk over here," she said. "I don't want those kits to know until Nightstorm tells them himself. It's not a huge secret, but keep it low profile. Nightstorm was not always a RiverClan cat. He was a rogue to start out. He met Silverwind one day, a she-cat from this Clan. She was very beautiful, very kind.
But once she met Nightstorm she became detatched. They had fallen in love, and she had little else to think about. Later, they found out that they were having kits. But Silverwind died in her kitting. Nightstorm came here with the kits. No one knew why. They didn't even know they were Silverwind's kits because she never said who the father was." She didn't need to add that it was a private matter who the father was and if the queen did not wish to share it, it was her choice.
"I smelled the kits in Autumnstar's den. I had just lost the kits myself, so I offered to nurse them. They don't even know who their real mother is yet. But Nightstorm joined RiverClan for two reasons. So he could be with his kits and respect Silverwind's last request to take care of them. And so when he died, he could be with Silverwind." Frostflower's eyes were dark with emotion. That kind of commitment was hard to come by.
"But the loss of Nightkit hurts me as much as if it was my own kit," she finished, tears in her eyes.
OOC: WHOA long post!
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Post by *~Sunny~* on May 11, 2006 19:43:00 GMT -5
Autumnstar heard noises outside her den and came out, looking at the group of cats huddled together. She looked at Nightkit's limp body and a sad look came over her face, "No kit should die so young." she murmured, her eyes downcast. As she listened to the story told by Frostflower, then heard Touslepelt had done this, a fierce anger came over her. She looked straight at Nightstorm, "Touslepelt must be brought down some how. Tell me, where did you find Nightkit?"
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Post by Marly on May 11, 2006 21:55:24 GMT -5
The gentle warrior followed Frostslower step by step, he understood completely, he hadn't really wanted all the cats to know about his first life..or second really. He felt guilty for feeling ashamed by his old clan, but he would strive to earn the trust of the cats of Riverclan. "I understand Frostflower, i'm sure that kit meant as much to you as it did to Nightstorm." he said softly, after the she-cat had spoke her story. A brown paw, tipped by ivory reached out to gently brush her chest, of thatr like pat. "Are....are there other kits? Of your or Nightstorms i mean..." he asked, wondering if thier were siblings? how would they take it? Oakheart himself adored kits, to see them so carelessly slaughtered for naught a reason so made his temper roar. His dark chesnut skull spun as he heard Autumnstar approuching. His gaze followed over to Nightstorm aswell, who looked like he had a few nicks. The onyx tom seemed to care more about his kit, well of course he did! He nodded back to Frostflower, hoping that her story was complete, as it would be rude to walk away otherwise unfinished. "Nightstorm...I'm sorry that you have lost your kit, he would have made such a fine warrior, having you as a father i'm sure. Are you going to be alright? A few of those stcratches look like they might hurt?" he asked curiously, He had skimmed through lightly on what Autumnstar had spoke, hearing mostly the tail end of her sentence, his dial bowed to hers, "Autumstar...i would like to be one of the privilaged as so to help hunt down this 'Touselpelt' rouge, perhaps if a few cats went togather...their might be a better chance of finding him." The pink nose on the tip of his face made a wrinkle at the mention of the name, as he said it with so much disgust, pure hatred, how could one kill such an innocent being?
OOC: whew! After a long day at work, it feels so good to like post!
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Post by ::Fawn:: on May 13, 2006 15:20:06 GMT -5
"Oh Nightstorm, I'm so sorry! Fawnpelt's green eyes shone as she spoke to Nightstorm. Touslepelt did this? I sware, I'll kill him!" FAwnpelt's sad meow turned to a growl.
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Post by icefang on May 13, 2006 16:54:53 GMT -5
Frostflower padded next to Oakheart. "Silverpaw and Stormpaw are his sisters," she said to Oakheart. They were nosing Nightkit's body in dismay now, as if he could somehow come alive again.
Nightstorm did not answer Oakheart's questions, although the pain of his wounds were nothing compared to the pain in his heart. "Silver Springs," he replied to Autumnstar. "Oh Silverwind," he murmured softly. "How could I have let this happen? I promised you I'd take care of our kits." His murmurs were so soft that even Stormpaw and Silverpaw couldn't hear. But he had to tell them. Not now, not yet, but today.
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Post by *~Sunny~* on May 13, 2006 17:04:25 GMT -5
Autumnstar glanced at Oakheart and tried smiling, "Thank you, Oakheart. You have been a great help and I would appreciate your help in this." She turned her gentle hazel gaze upon Nightstorm, "Would you like to come, also?"
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Post by ::Fawn:: on May 13, 2006 22:01:46 GMT -5
Fawnpelt backed out of site.
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Post by Marly on May 17, 2006 13:55:04 GMT -5
Oakheart nodded
(sorry...so simple....d**n one liner....)
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Post by ::Fawn:: on May 17, 2006 14:48:24 GMT -5
Fawnpelt felt bad
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Post by icefang on May 17, 2006 19:45:40 GMT -5
"Yes," he breathed. "But I need to tell my kits who their real mother is."
"Our real mother is Frostflower!" piped up Stormpaw.
Nightstorm lead him into the forest, away from the accusing eyes of his Clan mates. After several minutes they emerged. Stormpaw was furious, he stalked away, even from his brother's body, and Silverpaw just looked sad.
OOC: Didn't really want to explain the whole story...
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Post by Marly on May 20, 2006 19:54:41 GMT -5
(dunn dunnn dunnnn....4 days seems about equivelent xD)
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Post by STREAMY ?! on May 27, 2006 11:57:16 GMT -5
Mistshine peeked out of the nursery. "What happened?" she called. "I can't come out, I just had kits." Everyone was so busy they didn't know that she had just had kits.
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