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  • Yay, I’m gonna start the roleplay!
    I’ll do all of my characters right now, so you know what’s happening:

    ~Fleetfeather~
    Fleetfeather’s heart pounded as he headed towards the border. Glancing around once again for any sign of his Clanmates, he darted between the fronds that led to the AirClan/WeirdClan border.
    Brook was already there. Stifling a sigh of relief, the silver tom hared towards her, his paws gliding smoothly over the dip in the ground as he hurried into the glade where she was.
    “Brook,” he whispered. He didn’t want to talk loudly yet. Cats could be watching.
    “Feath!” The silver she-cat turned toward him, her eyes shining.
    “I told you, my name’s not Feath,” Fleetfeather sighed. “It’s Fleetfeather.
    Brook opened her mouth to reply, but suddely, a cold wind picked up. Rumbling filled the air. The sky began to darken, a black, portal-looking object appearing.
    Fleetfeather felt his blood go cold. He knew who it was.
    “Ravenlight,” he whispered. He’d heard nursery tales of the terrifying tom.
    But why did he come back? Why not attack sooner? He’s known we live here for all these yea-
    No! He had to focus! The darkness would instantly kill him. Or worse. Pulling Brook away, Fleetfeather broke into a sprint.
    “Feath! This way!” Brook wailed, waving her tail. “The WeirdClan camp’s over here!”
    Fleetfeather hared where Brook was going, but he didn’t know if he’d make it in time before the darkness.
    What if Brook and I die?

    I won’t do Brook because we already know what she’s doing.
    ~Firo~
    “Hurry up, Frosto,” Firo hissed impatiantly. She’d been stuck in the medicine dens for what seemed like moons now because of her paw-she had pierced it open after stepping on a rock. A measly rock! And I’m never going to leave if Frosto can’t find the right poltuce…ugh!
    “I’m sorry!” Frosto gasped for what must’ve been the tenth time, panicking. “I don’t know where Snowlily went…she hasn’t taught me how to heal foot wounds yet!” In her desperation, Firo’s half-sister accedentaily knocked some marigold and thyme off of the shelf it had been resting on.
    Firo let out a low growl, her claws sliding out. “It’s a tiny cut, for Star’s sake! And now look what you did!” The black she-cat gestured to the marigold and thyme now on the ground. “Snowlily’s going to-”
    “Stop! I need to concentrate!” Before Firo could find out what Frosto was going to “concentrate” on, a cold breeze began to blow. Something started rumbling.
    “Great, now you probably made the Stars mad with your clumsiness!” Firo sighed sarcastiacly.
    “Firo, this is seroius!” Frosto wailed. “Look!”
    Firo turned to look at what Frosto was transfixed on.
    A huge spiral of darkness was filling the sky.

    I won’t do Frosto’s either, because you know what she’s doing.
    So, basiacly, the roleplay starts with every cat seeing darkness in the sky, and finding out Ravenlight’s attacking.
    Sorry for so many spelling errors, I’m on an old computer 🙁

    • Snowlily came sprinting into the den, staying in front of the apprentices.
      “Goldenrod, horsetail, marigold.” She repeated, as her mentor had once told her. “Chew it into a poultice, and apply directly to the wound.” She heaved.! Running was hard.
      “Also, stay behind me. Just, just stay behind me.” She said. She grew some vines from the ground to the top of the den, they weren’t too powerful but they would suffice for now. She added some ice at the roots to keep from moving, and looked at the apprentices.
      “Yeah. Stay behind me.” She repeated. She stood poised to the entrance, claws unsheathed.

  • Sparkle-
    Sparkle heard the apprentices complaining from the medicine den and grumbled as she stood up. She poked her head out of the den and opened her mouth to shout at them.
    “What’s so important that you have to- what is that?!” She shrieked, horrified at the darkness. Growling and backing into the nursery, she formed a fire wall.
    “Momma what’s going on?!” Icei mewled pitifully. Wrapping her tail around her kit, she licked the top of his red head, Wait red?
    “Oh Icei!” She shook the frost that crept up her red tail off. “What’d I say about using your powers? You’re too little! Oh just look at you!”
    “No!” Icei squealed. She tried to distract him by cleaning him off, but he was to scared to stand still. Sighing, she buried her kit underneath her, his red fur matching hers, and glared through the fire wall.

  • Frostsong paddded over to the camp entrance. “Someone’s coming” she hissed urgently.

      • ~Firo~
        Nudging Frostsong to get her inside the den, Firo turned away, haring towards the medicine den to help Snowy and Frosto.
        CONGRATULATIONS AGAIN!!! (If you don’t know why I’m congratulating you, look on the Game Page 😉 )

      • Frostsong darted inside a den, then covering the den in a water-ice shield to protect the den.

        • Frostsong is actually Streamfrost, so call her Stream now. And Frosto, Stream is about the age of a warrior, so no need to treat her like a kit.

          Stream took down the shield. She knew how to fight. If something was coming, she was going to be there to help.

  • Sorry I’ve been so inactive 🙁
    We need more people to play. I’m also lazy and don’t like to type and I don’t even know why I made this roleplay then

  • I’m pretty much waiting for somebody else to post something that I can reply to

    • Yeah all my characters are either in the clans or complete loners who don’t want to talk to any one :p

  • Ummmmm Lets try and roleplay with a clan cat shall we? (Oh StarClan)
    Flameflight-
    Flameflight narrowed his eyes as he got ready to pounce. The mouse was small, but anything helped.
    Just as he got into position, the mouse darted. He cursed underneath his breath and glared around, searching for a guilty party. Then he saw it.
    “Ravenlight!” His jaw dropped, and he froze. A thousand thoughts raced through his mind, but the loudest was,
    Are Icei and Spark Alright?! His heart ached to be with them, but he raced back to camp.
    As he neared it he screeched louder than ever before.
    “Ravenlight!!!”

  • Frostfern heard the cats talking about getting inside of a den while eating a mouse she had caught. She took the last bite and raced over there. “What’s going on?!” Frosty said. Back then she looked back and saw it: the spiraling darkness encasing the sky. “What is it?” She whispered.

  • I’ve been gone on here for a long time! I’m really sorry! 🙁
    I’ll just narrate what happens now, not out of any particular pov.
    The darkness was growing, a huge chunk of dark, stormy terror in the sky. It churned as it passed over the Clan with a sickening howling. Every cat was crouched down in fear; they had all made it back in time.
    Suddenly, a glossy black tom stepped out into the open. He was huge, with rippling scars all over his shining pelt. He curled his lip, showing bloody fangs.
    “Hello,” he began in a silky tone of voice. “You all probably think I am here to kill you. But I can help you.” His eyes glinted with cold menace.
    “All I ask is that Bloomstar dies.”

    • ·Kestrelpaw·
      All Kessie wanted to do was be a kit again and curl up at her mother’s belly. She wanted to drink in the comforting milky scent of a nursery and let it wash her fears away. But she couldn’t, and she never would. It took all the courage she had to step up boldly and screech with every drop of loyalty in her body, “We will never kill Bloomstar!”

    • Does your character have to be accepted first? 😀
      (Also I’m never ever logged in ((I mean I never have been, not like I’m hardly ever logged in 😛 )) so idk if it’s different but to change your link, don’t you just copy the page you want and paste it in the ‘website’ bar? Sorry if that dodn’t help :/ )

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