Stormy's Mass Murder!

[icefang]

OOC: Okay, here's what happening. I made Silverwind and Night to be mates (well, wasn't planning to, but I decided to make Night in order to do something with Silver) and they had this whole big drama with the bi-Clan mating thing, and then she died giving birth to Nightkit, Stormkit, and Silverkit. Nightkit's dead now and Silver and Storm are apprentices. I was really only keeping them to carry out this story I had for Silver, but when I finally told it all to myself, it seemed so so so so SO angsty and cliche that I just couldn't bring myself to do it. So now they're junk charries.

I didn't want to put them up for adoption because their past dramas would be hard to rp. I apologize to their mentors, but this has to be done.

This post refers to the little Thunderpath in RC terra (see map in Into the Wild - Dawn)

IC: Nightstorm led Silverpaw and Stormpaw out by the Thunderpath. "This is the Thunderpath," he said. "Be very careful around it, monsters--" He was cut off. A blinding light, an earsplitting noise, and a monster had swerved off the Thunderpath, hitting the tree behind it so hard it splintered. When the dust cleared, three bodies were lying limply under the monster. One was silver, a spitting image of her mother, one was black and muscular, and one was dark gray.

[icefang]

OOC: could some nice person with an RC charrie bring the news to Frostflower? *bats eyelashes* pretty please?

[rex.]

from nearby, a rex had heard the screeching and loud crash of a monster. grinning at the thought of something to keep him busy, he went to go investigate. But his smile faded quickly when he saw what happened; three cats-two kits and one tom laying dead under the carcase of a monster. the rogues lip twitched. he had wanted to be the one to take the life of Nightstorm...
his upper lip curled up in response to the acrid smell that came billowing out in large pumes from the monster; so punject it could kill all the prey in the forest. But he approached nightstorm anyway and slashed at him with anger. tufts of black fur stuck in his claws and he became even more annoyed. now he would smell...nehhh....so he left.

[Marly]

(OOC: i shall do the dirty deed...consoul poor Frostflower....it ereally is a pity all the trama's you put that she-cat through xD)

Oakheart was leading the evening patrol with a few other cats from Riverclan. Two warriors, one being himself, and the other{insert warrior name here}, and and apprentice{Insert Apprentice name here}. The three cats traveled along the boundry lines. "{warrior}, take the trail along the ferns, I'll take to the north, and {apprentice}, take towards the east." Oakheart ordered specifically as the purpose of the thunderpath, a dangerous path where it had claimed many cat's lives, he had had to cross it more then a time or two. The large sable tom's maw parted, sucking in the rancrid scents of the thunderpath. The fur along his boney spine began to bristle as he caught the crimson scent of blood! His pace quickened as he silently prayed to Starclan it wasn't of a cat he knew. As Oakhearts heavy paws drew him nearer, he could hear the twoleg's loud monsters. His brilliant blue optics stared down, across his path a tall oak, once standing, now cast down laying across the sidelines, a dead monster crumbled beside it. Under the fallen tree Oakheart could see the pool of blood. In his mind he knew who the black tail belonged to, though he cautiously padded closer, wincing with everstep, as twolegs covered the surroundings of the dead monster who had started this mess. The tom could see the crushed bodies of three cats, he instantly reconized the midnight coat, not stained of ruby red blood, matted with dirt. He shut his eyes tight, wishing he hadn't come this way. The tom forced himself to take a gander at the other two cats....he could barely make out thier silver and gray bodies, he kenw they were Frostflower's remaining adopted kits. He shook his head, tightly closing his eyes, re-adjusting them, perhaps he was dreaming? Not another bad tragedy could happen to Frostflower! she'd been through so much already! A loud noise of a big yellow monster made Oakheart open his eyes. He could see twolegs trying chains around the tree trunk. Oakheart couldn't bear to watch them lift it off his fellow clan matesm nor to end up as them. Oakheart took off, skirting around the corner, as fast as his paws would carry him. As soon as he was out of harms way, he collected the rest of his patrol, not yet telling them what he had just found out.

(i'll create a new thread in Riverclan and post the link)

[Marly]

( desertheart.proboards28.com/index.cgi?action=display&board=rivercamp&thread=1148674374

^<- that'll lead you to the new post in Riverclan. )

[icefang]

OOC: awwwwww poor Frostflower, almost forgot about her! But this is a wonderful opportunity for them to bond then, lol. Oh my gosh, and Flamefur! Okay, I have to post this or else the story won't seem finished to me:

Just before the monster hit, Nightstorm saw his life flashing through his eyes. He saw his mother and father, saw his apprenticeship ceremony, saw Flamefur. He caught Silverwind's welcome scent, saw her smiling face, saw her death all over again, saw Silverpaw and Stormpaw become apprentices. Then the monster hit. He had thrown himself before it to protect Stormpaw and Silverpaw, but it was no good, the impact would kill all three. After a few minutes of darkness, he was the last to wake up in the realms of StarClan.

He saw Silverwind standing with Nightkit, Stormpaw, and Silverpaw. His kits were all suddenly fully grown cats, Silverwind still her radiant beauty. "Are we dead?" he ventured.

"Yes," said Silverwind with a divine tone to her voice, like all the cats he'd ever known in one. He looked around. He was at the Fourtrees. "This is where we recieve souls of dead cats. They do not come often unless in a big battle, but this is where they all come." She nodded towards the Great Rock. A stirring in the shadows, and a large brown tom came out, looking confused and greeted by his family. "You have made a long journey from when you were a warrior of RogueClan to now," she continued. "As you can see, our kits are no longer kits. There are no kits in StarClan, as none deserve to be here. They grow into adults upon entry, and we in turn give them their names. Nightkit is Nightwind. Silverpaw and Stormpaw will have to see Crookedstar before they are given warrior names."

Nightstorm stood up and went over to join his mate. He muzzled her gently. "It seems like you've been gone forever," he said.

"I am here now," she said. "And I will not leave again. You are a loyal RiverClan warrior, and StarClan is proud of you. Come." She padded away, out of the Fourtrees, into the darkness beyond, followed by Nightwind, Silverpaw, and Stormpaw. Nightstorm hesitated for just a moment. In that moment, he could see a vision of his, Silverpaw's and Stormpaw's bodies crushed under the monster. But he could feel his inhibitions slipping away as he came to terms with the fact that he would not return. He followed his family with great joy as he moved on to the next great adventure.

[icefang]

OOC: Awww now I feel completed! *Goes to post with Frosty*

[Marly]

OOC: aww! That's kewl ^^

[icefang]

OOC: Can't be completely sad now, or killing them would've been completely pointless. ^.^