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  • TEST 5 I THINK
    (Caves, Run, Wren nope this is Test 4)

    TEST 4 I TOTALLY DID NOT THINK IT WAS TEST 5

    Harnor stooped, tucking his feathery, thick wings tightly into his blood red side, the black jewel round his neck, strangely stayed perfectly hanging, not at all blown by the wind. This time, he landed with a crash on the ground, his wings spreading as a way to break.
    He saw some cats, who had not yet seen him, look on in shock, others in awe, and some glared at him with hatred filling their eyes in a way few cats would have ever witnessed.
    “I see you have well accustomed yourself with my gifts to you. I thought you’d like powers of your own to remind upyou of poor little traitorous Wren.”
    He saw a she cat glare at him
    “YOU ARE NOT REAL THIS IS ALL A HALLUCINATION, IT ISNT A POWER !!!” The she cat spat and Harnor knew why, she had seen something….. unsavourable
    “My dear little subject, it’s all real.” Harnor lifted her head with talon like claws before retracting them into his paws, letting her head drop down a bit.
    “Now onto the matter at hand, the next test.” Harnor’s regal voice echoed through the cats, some hissing some yowling happily in response
    Newbies, he huffed amused, that wouldn’t be their opinion soon.
    Harnor did something he hadn’t done for ages, he shrunk to his normal cat form, a golden, spiky furred tom with one yellow eye, one amber eye and a massive scar across his throat.
    “Follow me !” He mewed, his regal tone gone, replaced by a scratchy higher pitched mew, before sprinting off. One by one, the cats followed him, eyes narrowed suspiciously.
    When they reached the destination, Harnor crept under a small gap in the building, this was why he had needed to return to normal.
    After the gap opened up into a large room, Harnor turned back into a god, and shook out his wings in disgust, he hated his old form.
    The room was sterile and white, with only a few specks of grey dust on the walls.
    Before the cats, was a pond of water, it’s surface smooth and reflective, but not quite natural.
    “This is your challenge,” Harnor’s regal tone was back and made some cats jump, “ each room will hold a challenge, each challenge will be linked to a power, you must solve it before the time runs out, and if you don’t then one cat will be caught for the first challenge, two for the next and so on. To save them you must finish all the challenges. Each challenge needs three cats with the same power to complete, here is your first clue.”

    Harnor became his old form again and ran, seeking the exit as he went, and words appeared on the wall.
    Their hearts cold, this water to, make a bridge, is what you need to do

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    Harnor exaplained literally everything
    Cats that get caught will be random, you can do fanart or fanfics to never get caught unless their is no one else
    I think that’s all, enjoy !
    And don’t kill Eclipse

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    • Azalea looked around, snarling slightly. She hated being controlled, hated being brought around like a duckling following its mother. She wasn’t a kit, after all. She had lived on her own for two moons before Swan’s family group accepted her, and a moon after she left them.

      This water challenge obviously wasn’t for her. She hated relying on other cats, too. It was a sign of weakness, or at least that’s what Swan said. And Swan was strong, so she obviously knew right from wrong and vulnerability from power. Right?

      Swan had left her behind and treated her like a kit, even though Azalea was barely two moons younger than her. But now, she was strong. She would return home and impress the older she-cat. She would be strong.

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    • Please don’t kill me! I can’t be on blogclan very often anymore because my device got taken away!

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    • Frost thought about it, coldness and water, that has to be ice she thought. well I’m no use, I have electric and healing thats not helpful, if anything its hot, not cold

      Flame sat thinking. Well ice is cold and can be a bridge, water alone cant. I cant help, unless water helps but this “riddle” inplies that there is already water there so no use for me either

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  • Frostsong was thinking, her brain hurting. “Their hearts cold, this water, make a bridge… Guys! I think it’s ice! My heart isn’t exactly cold, but ice is! And we can make a bridge out of water by freezing it! I have ice powers! Does anyone else?” Frostsong cried excitedly.

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  • Fringe glanced around. “Hey, three cats with ice powers, make a bridge! He literally told us what to do in the clue.” Her anxiousness sent the shadows stirring. “We don’t know who will get trapped if you don’t do it, so please, hurry up.”

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  • Thunder heard the other cats say ice, this is the only way we can all survive. He put one paw on the surface of the water and watched as it froze “come on! I can’t do this alone!”

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    • Frostsong ran over to Quintessa. “It’s ice!” She cried excitedly! She concentrated, focusing her energy into her powers. Slowly, a plank about 1 ft wide and 1 ft long appreared over the water. “I need help! Luana, Frost, Thunder, help!”

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  • As Heidi was teleported, she almost screamed.
    Eclipse trembled a bit from the encounter, as she was close to fighting Harnor, but she though better of it and stayed next to Meignick. Plus she couldn’t help, she had water powers, unless she could combine them with ice as her cat sized waves were frozen by those with ice powers.
    Black Bird didn’t care. It was easy.
    Rattlesnake though of himself. He had fire powers, he’d just make the water hot.
    Pebble shook her head. She wasn’t needed here.
    Jaoien smiled and bounced a bit. She was happy for no reason, really.

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  • Ollie bounced on his toes excitedly. “I have ice! I have ice!” He piped up, forming bit of the bridge with his powers as well. But they weren’t that strong, so he only generated a couple of inches worth.

    Tess watched silently from the corner of the room, growling slightly. I might be the only cat that doesn’t even know what my powers are. They might be ice, they might not be. But these tests are starting to get more power-related, and I can’t go any farther without control… I might need some help. No matter how annoying and… chatty he may be, she thought, giving a pointed glance at Ollie.

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  • T’Challa-
    Where was Shuri? She had to be here, she couldn’t die. T’Challa remembered the promise he made to Mother, that he would keep her safe from anything that threatened her. “Shuri!” he yelled, looking for the young kit. “Shuri, where are you?”

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  • (What is actually happening? Are we in the rooms? Where are we? I’m just looking for cats with electric and healing, and fire . . .)

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    • HEY JAZZY! I THINK CLOVER AND BLACK BIRD COULD BECOME REALLY GOOD FRIENDS! THEY BOTH LOST CATS VERY CLOSE TO THEM, MAKING THEM RUDE, AND I THINK THEY MAY UNDERSTAND EACH OTHER!
      (Ohhhhh, I know now!)
      (I think we can level up with posts? I’ve seen others doing it, so . . .)

      Clover-
      She watched the other cats make a brigde with ice. Clover bent down and started licking her pads. She sighed at the shouting cats, and wondered what her power was. Maybe it was ice too . . . Giving another sigh, she closed her eyes. She put her paws together then pulled them apart.
      Clover opened her eyes as she felt heat . . .
      Fire!
      A small flame danced beautifully in front of her, its beautiful colours standing out against the icy room.
      So not to melt the ice, she made a motion with her right paw, and the fire went out.

      Tawny-
      Tawny watched the ice cats (lol, ice cats) with interest. She felt warm inside. When she had come to the tests, she had been rude, and had no friends. But now . . . now they were all a team. Now they were one.

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  • Lantern looked on at all of the cats rushing to the water’s edge. They won’t need my help, he thought. but… He rushed over to the water anyway. “Do we just freeze the ice?”

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  • Azalea tapped her foot on the ground impatiently. Oh, how she hated relying on others. She had begun to rely on Swan and her family group when Swan had eventually kicked her out. For being a weak kit.

    She hadn’t been weak in the moon following her leave from that group. She had lived alone and she had been strong. Now, she was reduced to that helplessness she felt when Swan rejected her.

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