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VLV: New ArrivalsScarlett sighed as she watched her brother head towards the lake. He spent a lot of his time there, when he wasn't with Rose. The pyro had asked her twin why, and he would answer something like, "To be ready in case of an emergency." The amber-eyed girl didn't understand how you would be ready for an emergency if you were in a lake, but she didn't question it. She had a feeling it helped relax her brother to be in the water, like hot summer days were relaxing to her.Her eyes wandered from her vanishing brother to her surroundings. It was a calm day at the new house. Everyone seemed relaxed; it was as if nothing bad had ever happened. It's so peaceful... I wish it could stay like this forever.... She smiled inwardly as the others laughed and played, even Jayden. It's like he never went crazy.... Not that it was his fault. One of the many ways she and Sam were different was the way they say the teleporting boy. Scarlett wasn't too angry with him; she knew he hadn't been ab
BMC: Lizardpelt's PastThe rogue she-cat flopped onto the ground, exhausted. She hadn't caught anything to eat in days, and she was starving. It normally wouldn't have mattered, but her swollen belly spoke of her having kits soon. I can't... she thought to herself weakly. We're all going to die... I wonder what will happen to us...?The pale brown tabby closed her eyes, prepared to face the end, when pawsteps reached her ears. Go away... Let me die in peace...The soon-to-be mother opened her eyes slightly as three cats appeared around some large rocks. One noticed her right away, and its eyes grew large. "Great Starclan!" The cry seemed to cause the other's to notice her, and the hurried over. The one who noticed her seemed to be in charge, as he began giving orders. "Beetlepelt, go warn the others that we're bringing someone to camp. Make sure to have some prey ready. Mosstail, help me carry her."At the orders, a black tom with a white belly ran off, and the two remaining cats, a brow
BMC: MadnessThe jet back tom watched with narrowed eyes as the rogues forced Dreamdusk to heal them. The medicine cat seemed hesitant, but Adderstar made no move to stop her. He simply watched with dull eyes as the invaders began eating what little prey the Clan had left, before turning away.He could feel others watching him, but they no longer mattered. He had failed all of them, and they probably saw him as weak, useless, unfit to lead them. And the large tom knew they would be right. He had lost a life to these rogues, and had been unable to stop them from taking over. He was just so useless.You always were.The thought seemed to come from someone else, and Adderstar looked around for the source, only to find no other cats nearby. Sighing, he curled up in a ball. He knew these voices: they had been with him for a while. All the negative things he's ever thought or heard about himself.You're so weak! How did you manage to survive, while Rockkit and Lizardkit died?"Shut up." The
BMC: Frost AppName: Frost|Kit|Apprentice|WarriorGender: TomRank: KitClan: Rogue/CaveclanAppearance: Frost is a small and skinny white tom with pale blue eyes. He he a pink nose and pink paw-pads. His fur is very short, giving him a sleek look.Mentor: None/Too youngPersonality:|Shy|Skittish/Timid|Quiet|Insecure|Smart|Shy Frost is very shy of others beyond his family. He more or less has to be forced to approach another cat by himself: if you want to have a conversation with him, you will probably have to initiate it.Skittish/Timid Being to small, Frost is well aware of how big and dangerous the world can be. He scares pretty easily, and would rather run than fight.Quiet Everything about this tom is quiet: his voice, the way he walks: everything. If he wasn't white, he would probably be very good at sneaking up on other cats.Insecure Despite how much his father loves him, Frost is very insecure. Most
BMC: New LifeThe black and white queen watched as the last of the Caveclan cats left for the raid. Pah! Idiots! What do they win from this? Pride? And they'll be so sad when a "Clanmate" dies, yet they continue to fight... They're all idi-Her thoughts stopped short as a burst of pain exploded in her stomach, and a yowl of pain escaped her. One of the Clan cats- the medicine cat, she believed- ran over, seeming worried. "Are you okay?" she asked, eyes wide, about to nose Willow."My kits! Don't touch me, you stupid- Ahh!" another wave of pain hit her, and any protests died as Dreamdusk ran to gather herbs.~~~~~~~~~~It had seemed like hours had passed, but finally, the pain was gone, and four kits lay against their mother, who was half-asleep. A faint, far-away voice asked her, "What are their names?"She tiredly lifted her head and gazed at them: two toms and two she-cats. One of the she-cats was unmoving, but Willow was sure the kit would survive: maybe it was just as tired as she was?"T
TWG: A Loving GoodbyeThe calico she-cat hesitated as she neared the border, thoughts swirling in her head.This isn't right. I shouldn't be doing this, I know it's wrong. Everyone will probably hate me, or see me as some sort of traitor. They may never let me back. But, my brothers...Spottednose sat down suddenly, a few feet away from the invisible boundary, emotions, thoughts, and memories making her unable to move.For the past few weeks, she had been having strange dreams.They started off with her and her two brothers: black tom and a ginger and white tom. All three had the same green eyes, and no names, as their parents had decided the kits would name themselves when the time came.The three played for a long time, until they came to a river. Spottednose fell in, and struggled until she reached the other side. Looking back, her brothers were gone, and the young kit was alone. She took a few steps forwards, and was suddenly a young warriors' age, with Quickwind, Heavyfoot, Batkit, and