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Post by The Only Froggems YOU KNOW! on Jan 23, 2006 18:52:44 GMT -5
pm me if you want clan lists!
i like pms!
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Post by *Simply Seasle* on Jan 23, 2006 19:28:44 GMT -5
you mean a list of which cats are in which clans?
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Post by The Only Froggems YOU KNOW! on Jan 24, 2006 18:34:09 GMT -5
yeah! i don't have any pms! jk
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Post by rex. on Jan 26, 2006 13:15:08 GMT -5
I remember saying from the beginning "why does he like her??" and i alway liked kinktail! i knew it i knew it i KNEW it!!! *dances*umm no i didnt say anything...
yeha anyway, critique: the end of the last peice you put up went by a bit quickly, and if a may say so a bit harshly....but thats just me^^; yeh so *buzzes lips retardedly*
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Post by The Only Froggems YOU KNOW! on Jan 26, 2006 16:52:38 GMT -5
you mean like when he leaves? lol to all the other things.
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Post by {//.Ð € SS Î €.\\} on Jan 30, 2006 9:06:00 GMT -5
I think it's sooooo romantic. I LOVE it ;D
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Post by rex. on Feb 2, 2006 20:51:40 GMT -5
get another section up here, so help me, or i will send Touslepelt after you and Birchy to eat your toes
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Post by icefang on Feb 2, 2006 20:59:49 GMT -5
MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE
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Post by The Only Froggems YOU KNOW! on Feb 3, 2006 9:57:21 GMT -5
ahhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! the crazy cat people are after me!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!!
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Post by *Simply Seasle* on Feb 4, 2006 14:28:54 GMT -5
MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE
copyed from Stormy *runs after Froggy with a computer* write more!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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Post by {//.Ð € SS Î €.\\} on Feb 4, 2006 17:33:56 GMT -5
*tackles* Froggy. You MUST write more
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Post by The Only Froggems YOU KNOW! on Feb 6, 2006 18:17:29 GMT -5
*barely survives* i need to be living to write more! lol i almost got some!
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Post by The Only Froggems YOU KNOW! on Feb 6, 2006 18:20:52 GMT -5
As Sliverfoot got back to camp he was disappointed to see that Swirlingwind was up and about. He couldn’t believe that he used to chase after her and now he was going out of his way to avoid her. He sat down with a sigh as she stumbled over to him, still unsteady on her paws. She swiped him across the face and blood oozed out. “What was that for?” Sliverfoot asked enraged. “I can’t believe that you exiled him! I thought my secret was safe with you!” she spat with loathing. She then tried to jump on him but her wobbling legs gave way and she collapsed. Sliverfoot rushed over to her, shaking the blood out of his face. “I’m fine, get out of my sight!” Sliverfoot nodded numbly and went into the warriors’ den, which was his only sanctuary in camp. He couldn’t believe that after all Riverfur did, she could still forgive him. Kinktail came in and crouched next to him, “Fancy a hunt?” she asked with a sympathetic look. “Yes, hold on a moment,” Sliverfoot replied wearily, “I’ve got to talk to Macestar.” Sliverfoot walked over to her den and went inside. “Sliverfoot, what do you need?” Macestar asked with a surprised look on her face. “I need to talk to you about Swirlingwind.” Sliverfoot said and crumpled to the ground, “She’s changed so much! She was so angry, no, livid, when she’d heard what I’d done! Do you think I did the right thing?” Sliverfoot looked at Macestar, and she responded, “You did do the right thing, maybe she doesn’t realize it, but you have protected her from him, he was a selfish cat and he might’ve cared about her in the beginning, but he eventually grew away from her. He couldn’t stand having kits that couldn’t know who their father was.” “But surely he couldn’t have thought she would tell them who their father was after all he did!” Sliverfoot meowed exasperated, “What kind of a mouse-brain would do that?” “Sliverfoot, I don’t think he was thinking clearly towards the end, I think greed had corrupted his mind. Now off you go, Kinktail is waiting for you! Have a good hunt, may StarClan be with you!” Sliverfoot trudged over to where Kinktail was sitting and nudged her to her paws, “Let’s go, if we wait any longer the prey will be in their holes, hiding from the bright sun!” The pair raced down the path towards the river. Sliverfoot wished he could get away from it all, the lies, the deceit, and the terror that Riverfur had sparked in Swirlingwind, but most of all he wished he could run and run and never look back. He wished that he was a normal cat and didn’t have all of this weight on his shoulders; that his problems would melt away like leafbare, for you always knew that newleaf would eventually come.
~Chapter 9~
Sliverfoot couldn’t stop thinking about Swirlingwind, even fishing reminded him of how she had taught him to fish. “You’re thinking about her aren’t you,” Kinktail meowed looking concerned, “how she taught you how to fish.” Sliverfoot nodded but said nothing. “Why do you keep thinking about her? Aren’t I good enough?” she questioned angrily. “I can’t help thinking about her! You of all cats should know that! What happened to the sympathetic Kinktail who would always give me her condolences? What happened to her!?” Sliverfoot screeched, “Maybe you’d better go!” “Then who will give you a shoulder to cry on?” Kinktail asked, voice cold as ice. “It’s Swirlingwind this, and Swirlingwind that! Honestly, you’d think you were her kin or something!” “Well, it’s not like I saved her from the adders or anything, it’s not like she would be dead right now if I hadn’t done anything!” Sliverfoot retorted, eyes blazing with fury. “It’s not like she wanted to live or anything!” “Don’t even start with me! Do you know what it’s like, saving someone, expecting they’ll be happy, and the then they claw your fur off!” “Sliverfoot, you always go on about how she still forgave him, and now you are defending the one cat who would try to kill you for a couple of mouse tails! Sometimes, sometimes you’re no better than she!” Kinktail snarled. “DON’T YOU EVER SAY THAT AGAIN! I’M NOT LIKE HER!” Sliverfoot exploded, “maybe you’d better go!” he repeated. Kinktail said nothing but stalked through the undergrowth, fur blending in with the plants. Sliverfoot stayed by the river for a while, not even the warriors’ den could sanction him. Swirlingwind and now Kinktail, what was the world coming too? Soon the sun was setting so Sliverfoot trudged back to camp, dragging the fish he had caught back with him. When he was in camp he could see Kinktail sitting next to Frozenpelt, sharing tongues. He went to the far edge of the warriors’ den and lay down. He didn’t think he would be able to sleep but sleep easily caught up with him.
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Post by The Only Froggems YOU KNOW! on Feb 6, 2006 18:21:27 GMT -5
(FLASHBACK)
The pitch black forest was lit up with the bright blaze of the flame. Sliverfoot, then Sliverkit, raced next to his mom as they tried to escape the deadly heat radiating from the fire. As they reached a river his mom, Blizzard, picked him up by the scruff of his neck. Sliverkit squirmed from forcefulness of his mothers bite. She wasn’t trying to hurt him; she was just in a panic. Together they plunged into the cold river water and Sliverkit let out a squeak. “Stop struggling at once or you’ll fall completely in!” she scolded as she swam through the churning thickness of the liquid ice with her powerful forelimbs. Sliverkit said nothing more, only looked on helplessly as his mother struggled to pull herself and Sliverkit out of the water. Once at the other side Blizzard began to lick Sliverkit fiercely and he was nearly knocked over. Sliverkit began to feel a rumbling coming from his stomach. He was starving. “Mom, can we get something to eat? What will we eat, I don’t see any little pebbles out here!” he whined. Blizzard was licking her fur, as she had licked his, rapidly. “Sliverkit, we will not eat that thing twolegs call food, I’m going hunting, and I’ll see what I can find. Stay here!” Blizzard replied over her shoulder, “I’ll be back soon.” Sliverkit never did what Blizzard told him so he set off to explore this vast unknown region. He would not go far; even he wasn’t as foolish as that. As he walked down a well-worn trail, struggling to follow the mass of uneven footprints he made his way to a very large rock sitting in the middle of a clearing. Sliverkit, lacking the knowledge that this was Great Rock, leaped up on it. He was amazed; he could see the whole clearing in one head sweep, as well as far and wide behind the clearing. This is a place for a leader he thought, not just any ordinary cat! Well, since I don’t see any cats that appear to be leaders I’ll have to be one! He smiled at his last thought, barely a kit and already he was a leader, or so he thought. Showing his teeth at an imaginary enemy he leaped gracefully off of the rock and rolled in the fresh grass, as if tussling with the enemy cat. “What are you doing on RiverClan territory?” came a low but fierce voice. Sliverkit whirled around to see an amber-eyed tom, fur brown with black patches, watching him. “Who wants to know?” Sliverkit questioned back cheekily. “Thorncoat of RiverClan, would like to know,” meowed the cat. Another cat stepped out behind him. “What have you found Thorncoat?” the tortoiseshell she-cat questioned. “Macefur, deputy of RiverClan, this young kit is trespassing on our territory.” Replied the tom. “Honestly Thorncoat, do you think this kit could do any harm?” Macefur meowed back with a grin. “Anyways, your name?” Thorncoat asked. “Well, since I know yours I’ll tell you mine, it’s Sliverkit!” he responded proudly. “Sliverkit! Are you from another Clan? You bare the name of a clan cat but you are not of RiverClan.” Macefur exclaimed, deep in thought. “Well, my mom’s name is Blizzard!” Sliverkit pointed out helpfully. “Blizzard! Thorncoat, do you think? No, it couldn’t be! Has Blizzardpelt come back?” Macefur wondered aloud. “Sliverkit! Where are you?” called Blizzard. Sliverkit gave Macefur a sheepish grin. “I’d better be going!” “We’ll come with you, we need to see her for ourselves.” Thorncoat meowed, speaking for Macefur and himself. “Okay,” meowed Sliverkit uncertain. So he raced back to his frantic mother with the two other cats following him. “Where have you been? I’ve been worried sick! Thank StarClan you’re safe!” she purred as she rubbed her face in his fur, drinking in his scent. Raising her head she snarled as the cat’s scents were now detectable, unmasked by Sliverkit’s. “And you would be?” she asked with a smirk on her face. “Blizzardpelt, it’s really you!” exclaimed Macefur, unable to contain her excitement as she rushed over and rubbed her head vigorously against Blizzard’s. “Who wants to know?” Macefur rolled her eyes, “Just like little Sliverkit are you? You should know, it’s me, Macefur!” “Macefur, I know no Macefur, only Macepaw,” Blizzard replied wistfully.
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Post by icefang on Feb 6, 2006 20:02:31 GMT -5
I love it! *fidgets impatiently while waiting for more* MORE!!!!
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