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  • Flowers and Fires

    Wildflower padded off to the side and caught a mouse in a bramble bush. It was still pouring rain, and as Wildflower settled down to eat they felt the urge to heat up again. They willed a small fire to start in front of her and light of a small patch of dandelions, but instead of killing it with fire, the plant just withered. At the same time, they noticed an amber glow, like when they used their fire powers, but this time, they were unaware of where it came from. Startled, Wildflower got up to sniff through the dead stem, only to be surprised again by their fur glowing golden and the dandelion burst up in flames. Flames…

    Wildflower was with her siblings again, Starshine and Sunflower. They were in their den, a small juniper bush, and a dry summer breeze ruffled the tops of their ears. The summer heat was brutal, and Wildflower couldn’t get much sleep. She could tell that her siblings were dying of the heat, too. Wildflower decided to get a drink of water from the nearby stream. Sunflower shuffled in his sleep.
    “Starshine?” he mumbled their sister’s name.
    “No,” Wildflower whispered. “Wildflower. I’m getting a drink, sleep well.” She ducked out from under the bush and breathed in the hot summer night air. The stream she was going to flowed through the meadow that she lived in, parallel to the forest. Perhaps she could catch a mouse there for later, too.
    Wildflower lapped at the stream, feeling the warm water refresh her insides. Suddenly, she felt the heat intensify, and look up into the sky, to find flocks of birds flooding the skies. Weird, she thought. It’s nowhere near fall yet. She realized that small rodents and water voles swarmed at her feet, and was about to jump at one in the grass when she saw it. A bright red, malicious wall of flames stood where the trees used to be, and catching to the dry grass much too quickly.
    “No!” Wildflower gasped. She ran as fast as her small body could towards her siblings, towards the flames. “Starshine! Sunflower!” The fire was catching too quick, and when she was close enough to see the dip in the meadow where their bush was, the fire had already spread past the juniper bush, and Wildflower couldn’t even tell where it was. “Starshine! Sunflower!” Where did they go? The flames were about to take Wildflower too. She ran back to the stream, yelling for her siblings with her dry throat. They couldn’t have died, the fire must have been too hot, they couldn’t have stayed there…
    Wildflower had been up searching for hours. The sun was barely up and was already spreading heat across the lands. The fire had stopped at the stream, leaving one side of the meadow completely burnt and the other side untouched. The flames had died down when there was no more grass to be burnt. Wildflower stared into the sky. Where did they go?
    It had been four moons since the wildfire. The summer heat had passed, and the air was cool and refreshing. Wildflower still had seen no trace of her siblings. They seemed to have disappeared, and the only reasonable explanation is that they died in the fire, or a fox killed them. And Wildflower was starting to adjust to the fact that they were gone.
    Another half-moon. Prey at this time of year was the best, yet Wildflower was thin. She wouldn’t survive the winter. The moon was shining, and Wildflower was about to settle down in a clearing. She did this so hopefully a fox could kill her in the night. Or she’d freeze.
    She was just about to fall asleep when she felt something poking her flank. Hopefully a fox, she thought.
    “Hey,” a soft voice said, an old she-cat. Wildflower opened her eyes to find a white tortoiseshell, her silhouette against the moon. “Get up, a fox will kill you,” she whispered.
    “Let me die in peace,” Wildflower said back, and rested her chin on her paws.
    “Isn’t she lovely,” the she-cat said to herself. “I’m Twisted Violet. Call me Violet.” Wildflower wasn’t going to introduce herself, but suddenly felt a wave of pain, reminding her of her sorrow, and the endless suffering this world could cause. Her father, her mother and her brother, her other two siblings, Starshine, Sunflower… She wanted nothing to do with that.
    “Call me Wildflower,” they murmured. “And call me by they.”

    That’s for level five, I think that’s all for Wildflower

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  • I think and hope that this is 100 words, I’m not bothered to count

    He had snapped. Again. He was losing control, maybe Harnor had sent him this power to break him, to ruin his life. And if that was true, it sure was working perfectly. It was like poison spreading through his body whenever he used his power, vivid dreams came to him at night.
    Fearful waking hours and restless sleep was all Mieginck had to look forward to, there was nothing else.
    But Palm. Palm had been his first crush, a bit of a high school crush thing, when they had talked, Mie really wasn’t much older than him. But now he couldn’t bare to talk to him. The marks on his Palm branch showed his losses, twelve in total, and to him, Mieginck moaning about his 4 losses would sound wimpy and stupid.
    But there was Eclispe, she was what helped him through. Just knowing that he had a cat to turn to, a cat going through the same struggles as he was, well that made life better.
    She was the light at the end of the tunnel, but he felt awkward talking to her, scared in fact. What if he freaked out again. What if she didn’t like him the way he did. What if she died. What if they ended up like Feather and Dune, forced together, when they want so desperately to be apart.
    But as he woke, he saw Eclipse standing nearby, and he knew he would find a way.
    He would find a way to conquer his power, and help her do the same

    Oh my gosh their is a song lyric that fits this perfectly

    There’s a light at the end of the darkness, the last step is always the hardest

    MIEGINCK’S THEME SONG IS RUN WILD 😱

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  • I’ve found theme songs for random stuff

    Deather – Feather x Dune

    https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=n-xhhpmH2rA&t=10s

    Dunessa – Dune x Quintessa

    https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=KPJM7LUGcRc

    Duana – Dune x Luana

    https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=RHeLcdcWBek

    Wren and Sky

    https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=Q_slUrA-EOw&t=42s

    The Tests in General (I might do a Pmv to this song in future)(not the last part)

    https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=0KziprZIWec

    Mieclipse – Mieginck x Eclispe

    https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=T_n47eRghww

    Palm

    https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=whpsEfx1Iig&t=66s

    Ami – If I Believe you, I can’t find the video, it’s about Mothwing

    Feather and Dune’s break up –

    https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=LmbBSUHy4H4

    That’s all I found !

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      • No it’s just Quintessa and Dune are both a bit like, thy aren’t really sure if they want a relationship or not

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    • Who has a ship theme song for Tawny and Thunder’s ship? Why did I even think of Five Bells? It makes no sense . . .
      I think I might be able to find some songs for today?

      Nope. None today 🙁 I’ll find some tomorrow

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      • Here’s some!

        In replace of Five Bells:
        Tawny x Thunder – King And Lionheart
        (Female singer – Tawny
        Male singer – Thunder)
        https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MtyBBoOUgho
        That’s much better I think.
        And this is a make up for the thing I wrote with Luca. 😛
        It’s really not 😛 😛 😛 . Tawny never loved him but he loved her. You’ll find out about it soon.

        I can’t think of any other ones, but believe me, there will be more today 😛 😉

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        • OMSC! I HAVE ONE!

          Every cat in the tests – warrior – it’s by my dad’s friend Catriona and I love her! I would even give her half of my virtual cookies! *gasps* She’s so great! I want this song to be better known and I’d love it if this comment could get likes/purrs!
          https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ckuQDPEJga4

          Go Triona! ❤️❤️❤️

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          • Yay I’m so happy that Warrior got two likes/purrs. I is happy. Whoever liked/purred it here’s a virtual cookie. Stealers will be punished by being thrown in a virtual hole, and stabbed repeatedly with a virtual javelin, kindly donated to us by Marvel, then a virtual knife, kindly donated by Clove, and a virtual sword, kindly donated by Cato. Thank you.

            Today I have returned with as many songs as I can think of. Which is nothing at the moment. But I will try.

            Meigink x Eclipse – You’re The One That I Want.
            I’m so sorry Maple and Jazzy. I really am. I just wanted to use this song.
            Forget their frickin’ cringey voices, it’s just the song and the lyrics.
            https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NCpVwguY7Dc
            Again, I’m sorry.

            The Tests – We All Still Die
            https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ji9ciMqrjOc

            Deather – Dune x Feather – Wolf
            https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QyFMx7BiFm4
            (This is by far the best one yet. But I have so many Deather songs!)

            Luana maybe? – Beautiful (warning this had swears :O )
            https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Xhv9JTfzIzM

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            • I’m actually really happy with the Luana one!
              Ivypool = Luana
              No idea guy that she pushes over and he calls her a nerd = Uh, idk i’m just gonna pick a random tom, uh, can I say Black Bird?
              The guy that says ‘watch it!’ = Uh, just pulling out another tom? Chao? I think that’s how you spell it?
              Martha = Wren
              The smartest guy in the football team = I have no idea, no one’s dumb in here.
              And I really want Clover to be the one that says ‘why do they hate me?’
              Heather #1 = Uh, Feather?
              Heather #2 = Dune?
              Heather #3 = Harnor

              I can really imagine this. Who else can? 😉

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  • [Tests~Hidden Memories]
    As Quintessa dreamed, she floated through her memories, exciting some by touching them with her tail. Her ear pricked as she heard a sound.
    I am not a stranger to the darkness…
    She started running, panting, trying to find the place where her deepest feelings were hidden, all memories near forgotten. She stopped in front of an old looking window, which had a small TV inside of it. On the TV, there was a black as night she cat, with a white heart-shape near her head. She was inside a den made of rock, singing softly to her kit, a dark tabby she-kit with a similar shape on her paw.
    Hide away, they say, cause we don’t want your broken parts…
    The she kit started singing too, her squeaky voice mixing with her mother’s light, flightier voice.
    I’ve learned to be ashamed of all my scars
    The older she cat glanced at her back, which had a few nasty scars on it. She remembered when she had gotten them in a battle against a badger.
    Run away, they say, no one will love you as you are..
    A red-brown tom with a scar down his face entered the den, singing along as well. The whole family was singing.
    But I won’t let them break me down to dust
    I know that there’s a place for us, for we are glorious!
    The kit watched in awe as her parents sang loud and proud.
    When the sharpest words wanna cut me down
    I’m gonna send a flood, gonna drown em out
    I am brave, I am bruised, I am who I’m meant to be
    This is me
    Look out cause here I come
    And I’m marching on to the beat I drum
    I’m not scared to be seen, I make no apologies
    This is me
    The smaller version of Quintessa smiled ear to ear. “Bravo!”

    The older cats grinned and bowed. “Thank you, thank you,” said the tom.

    The she cat nuzzled him. “You did good, Russetsun,” she murmured.

    “You too, Nightblossom,” said Russetsun.

    “What about me!!” shouted an impatient Quintessa.

    “Yes, you two, Quintessa.” Nightblossom laughed.

    The memory faded away, leaving Quintessa in darkness again.

    She padded around, wondering if she had seen some sort of conversation, talk, anything that could’ve been a warning, a reason why her parents left. As soon as she thought, another TV showed up. This one was black and white, with hardly any sound. Quintessa sat down.

    “Remember—Quintessa—we’ll—few days—“ said what sounded like Nightblossom.

    “Be careful, Mama!”

    “Don’t—worry—we’ll—back—after—reunion—Clan—“ Russetsun was saying.

    “But why can’t I go?”

    “Too—dangerous—kits—weather—back—soon—love you,” finished Nightblossom.

    “Okay, Mama. Please hurry!” The little kit jumped about.

    The TV turned off. Quintessa was in darkness again.

    She woke up, everything a blur. One thing stood out, though.

    “When the sharpest words wanna cut me down”
    “I’m gonna send a flood, gonna drown em out”
    “I am brave, I am bruised, I make no apologies”
    “This is me.”
    ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
    I dunno how many words, not a level up, just something

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  • Hey Thunder, would it be okay if Tawny starts to get a bit angry at Thunder because he hasn’t been with her for most of test four? Can we do that? I want to level her up, then she shows Thunder her levelled-up powers and she angrily walks away from him after showing him? Don’t worry, I’ll make sure they get back 😛 😉

    So, Maple, I’m just gonna write something and HOPE it’s 100 words. 😛 😜 AND PLEASE NOTE THAT THIS IS NOT FOR THE EYES OF ANY THUNDERHEART 😛 😉 IT CONTAINS RELATIONSHIPS WITH TAWNY AND SOMEONE ELSE.
    Btw, this is to get up to level two. 😉 🙂

    Tawny was glad.
    Glad that she had left ShadowClan.
    Glad that she was back with her group of rogues.
    The summer sun was starting to sink, and the first evening shadows were starting to creep into twolegplace. But the sky was still blue, and the cats were still completely active.
    She waited on the concrete with Coral, her friend, waiting for the hunters to come back. Things had changed since she had come back from the Clans – now they had patrols. Just like they did in ShadowClan.

    Coral’s voice jerked her from her thoughts. “They’re so cute!”
    Tawny had no idea what she was talking about. “What? What are – oh. Yes . . .” She saw the two kits playing in front of them. They were playing with a moss ball.
    The two kits lost control of the ball, and Coral flicked it back to them with her gray-pink paw.
    The kits’ names were Bramble and Poppy, she remembered.
    The tom, Bramble, leaped on top of the moss and toppled over, Poppy landing on top of him with a strong pounce.
    Tawny gave a laugh.

    The sound of pawsteps made her turn. The hunters had return. There weren’t nearly as much on the patrol as there were in ShadowClan – what was three to six? – but they had brought home great prey.
    Her best friend from the rogue groups returned at the back of the patrol.
    “Hey Luca. Great prey,” She mewed as he set his catch on a pile in front of them, then sat down beside her.
    “Thanks,”
    Despite the chatter of cats, everything was silent. (Seventeen kickline 😛 )
    They sat together and Tawny remembered when Luca had first convinced her to join/dragged her into the group of rogues. It was an easy decision for her.
    She now sat in the territory of the rogues, thinking until the sky went red.

    Then a shriek disturbed her from her thoughts.
    It was a rogue named Petal, Coral’s sister and mother of Poppy and Bramble. “The kits! Gone! Where are they! I can’t find them anywhere! Poppy, Bramble! Where are you?!”

    Then every cat was arranging themselves to look for the kits. Tawny immediately turned to Luca. “We need to find them!” Luca nodded, and they started sniffing for signs of the kits.
    Luca was one of the cats that were glad to have her back. Some were angry at her for joining the Clans, as quite a lot of rogues had joined the Clans and stayed.

    “Here!” Luca mewed. “I found their scent. Come this way,” to Tawny’s relief, it lead away from the Clans.
    But it did lead into part of the forest.
    They followed the trail until it started to get faint.
    They both looked at each other.
    “We’re alone now,” Luca mewed quietly.
    Tawny nodded.
    “Fine.
    We’re damaged,
    Really damaged.
    But that does not make us wise.
    We’re not different.
    We’re not special.
    We don’t choose who lives or dies.
    Let’s be normal, see bad movies,
    Sneak a beer and watch TV
    We’ll bake brownies, or go bowling
    Don’t you want a life with me?
    Can’t we be Seventeen?
    That!s all I want to do.
    If you could let me in, I could be good with you.”
    She sang until it reached the best bit.

    “Don’t stop looking in my eyes!”
    “Your eyes!”
    “Can’t we be Seventeen?
    Is that so hard to do?
    If you could let me in, I could be good with you.”
    They sang, until,
    “So what’s it gonna be?
    I wanna be with you,”
    “I wanna be with you,”
    “Tonight!”

    To be continued . . .

    (Yeah, it’s over one hundred 😉 )
    I’m not going to post Seventeen again, because I litterally just posted it for Deather, but I wanna do Seventeen for Tawny. First it’s Tawny and Luca, then it’s Tawny and Thunder.

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    • yes, tawny can be angry at thunder, shes your character after all (thunder will just be oblivious cause hes a dolt).
      nice job ( i know i wasn’t supposed to read this ;))

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    • Here is the full thing. 🙂

      Tawny was glad.
      Glad that she had left ShadowClan.
      Glad that she was back with her group of rogues.
      The summer sun was starting to sink, and the first evening shadows were starting to creep into twolegplace. But the sky was still blue, and the cats were still completely active.
      She waited on the concrete with Coral, her friend, waiting for the hunters to come back. Things had changed since she had come back from the Clans – now they had patrols. Just like they did in ShadowClan.

      Coral’s voice jerked her from her thoughts. “They’re so cute!”
      Tawny had no idea what she was talking about. “What? What are – oh. Yes . . .” She saw the two kits playing in front of them. They were playing with a moss ball.
      The two kits lost control of the ball, and Coral flicked it back to them with her gray-pink paw.
      The kits’ names were Bramble and Poppy, she remembered.
      The tom, Bramble, leaped on top of the moss and toppled over, Poppy landing on top of him with a strong pounce.
      Tawny gave a laugh.

      The sound of pawsteps made her turn. The hunters had return. There weren’t nearly as much on the patrol as there were in ShadowClan – what was three to six? – but they had brought home great prey.
      Her best friend from the rogue groups returned at the back of the patrol.
      “Hey Luca. Great prey,” She mewed as he set his catch on a pile in front of them, then sat down beside her.
      “Thanks,”
      Despite the chatter of cats, everything was silent. (Seventeen kickline 😛 )
      They sat together and Tawny remembered when Luca had first convinced her to join/dragged her into the group of rogues. It was an easy decision for her.
      She now sat in the territory of the rogues, thinking until the sky went red.

      Then a shriek disturbed her from her thoughts.
      It was a rogue named Petal, Coral’s sister and mother of Poppy and Bramble. “The kits! Gone! Where are they! I can’t find them anywhere! Poppy, Bramble! Where are you?!”

      Then every cat was arranging themselves to look for the kits. Tawny immediately turned to Luca. “We need to find them!” Luca nodded, and they started sniffing for signs of the kits.
      Luca was one of the cats that were glad to have her back. Some were angry at her for joining the Clans, as quite a lot of rogues had joined the Clans and stayed.

      “Here!” Luca mewed. “I found their scent. Come this way,” to Tawny’s relief, it lead away from the Clans.
      But it did lead into part of the forest.
      They followed the trail until it started to get faint.
      They both looked at each other.
      “We’re alone now,” Luca mewed quietly.
      Tawny nodded.
      “Fine.
      We’re damaged,
      Really damaged.
      But that does not make us wise.
      We’re not different.
      We’re not special.
      We don’t choose who lives or dies.
      Let’s be normal, see bad movies,
      Sneak a beer and watch TV
      We’ll bake brownies, or go bowling
      Don’t you want a life with me?
      Can’t we be Seventeen?
      That!s all I want to do.
      If you could let me in, I could be good with you.”
      She sang until it reached the best bit.

      “Don’t stop looking in my eyes!”
      “Your eyes!”
      “Can’t we be Seventeen?
      Is that so hard to do?
      If you could let me in, I could be good with you.”
      They sang, until,
      “So what’s it gonna be?
      I wanna be with you,”
      “I wanna be with you,”
      “Tonight!”

      Tawny looked down at her paws. Luca was her best friend. But she did’t feel any stronger feelings than that! And he knew he didn’t! She turned away and sighed, taking a deep breath. “Luca, you know how I feel about this . . .” Whenever they were alone he would wait in s Ilene for her to sing. But not just any song. It would have to be Seventeen. Every time.
      He looked at her, hurt. “I know, but I . . .” He trailed off. “We should look for those kits now.”
      Luca followed their trail, his nose to the ground, while Tawny stayed in her place. She was slightly annoyed with Luca for doing this, but knew it wasn’t really his fault if he felt feelings towards her-
      She heard a screech.
      Before she knew it, she was racing in the drictrion Luca had gone. She called out his name, and there was a reply. But it was too hard to make out. “Ta-wny . . .” Was his reply. She looked around for him and called out again. That’s when she saw it.
      The Thunderpath.
      Stinking with fumes.
      And then she saw something worse.
      Luca’s damaged body.
      Covered in blood.
      With Poppy and Bramble standing beside him.
      And before she knew it, she was lying down beside him as he died.
      And again, before she knees it, she was singing Seventeen.
      And before they knew it, it was finished.
      “Hold me tighter,”
      “Even closer,”
      “I’ll stay if I’m what you choose,”
      “Can’t we Seventeen?”
      “If I am what you choose,”
      And they sang.
      “You’re the one I choose,”
      They sang the last line, barely audible, with Luca’s last breath.
      “You’re the one I choose . . .”

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  • dune & feather
    dher, dunr, dther, duher, duner, dather, dunher, duther, deather, duneher, dunther, dfeather, dunather, dunether, dufeather, duneather, dunfeather
    feather & dune
    fene, fune, fdune, feane, feate, feathe, featne, fedune, feadune, feathne, featune, featdune, feathene, feathere, feathune, feathdune, featherne, feathedune, featherune
    dune & luana
    dana, duna, duana, dunna, dluana, dunana, dunena, duluana, dunuana, dunluana
    luana & dune
    lune, ldune, luane, luanne, ludune, luadune, luanane, luanune, luandune
    I’d do it for Quintessa but I lost the tab

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  • I can imagine Black Bird when his power room comes just all

    *KNOCKS DOWN A DOOR*
    BLACK BIRD’S HERE
    *JUMPS OVER TABLES*
    THAT’S MY GIRLFRIEND
    *tries to stand on two school-desks at once and the unbalanced weight makes all of them fall down*
    OOWWWWW
    *gets up*
    I’M NOT HELPING ANY OF YOU
    WAIT ECLIPSE IS HERE
    I’M HELPING ALL OF YOU

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