((Oh, oh, yeah. x.X It's very rusty, that list...

 A prophecy idea? Go ahead. Try to incorporate some others, if you can. :) ))

Stormblaze hissed, feeling weight on top of him. "No." he said, trying to get up when he fell. "I won't return. It's too much.." He finally got up, and shook his fur.

"Too much of what?" Pinebloom said confusedly. "Are you seriously going to run away like a kit because Marshtail gave a little hiss when you interrogated her about coming back?"

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Gladestar yawned and slid back into sleep. She expected it to be dreamless, as always; but it was about time for a message from Starclan. She opened her eyes and was in a clearing with bright green gr*censored* and yellow wild flowers. She looked around. There weren't any other cats. She heard the screech of a crow as it descended onto the ground in front of her. She stared at the gigantic bird, wondering what it could mean; and then another came right next to the first. Then two more came, then four more behind her, and then eight landed in the dying tree. They simply kept multiplying, until she couldn't see anything but black feathers glinting purple with the sun and the shiny eyes of the crows. She couldn't hear anything other than the various screeches of the crows. Suddenly, they swarmed around her, and she couldn't breath.

Gladestar woke up, panting. She was in her den, but the message had seemed so real. Trying to act natural, she trotted leisurely into the medicine cat's den. Applesong looked as stressed out as she felt. "Did you see the sign?" she whispered, not even able to hear herself.

Applesong understood Gladestar perfectly, though she couldn't hear the words. She nodded. "What can it mean?" she asked softly.

Gladestar sighed at Applesong. She shouldn't have to deal with this alone. "Go get Gorsepaw, and meet me out in the forest where we can't be overheard." she ordered. "We will talk about it then." She bounded out of the medicine cat's den and sat at the entrance of camp, waiting for the medicine cats.

Applesong nodded and went to Gorsepaw's nest, poking her gently with a paw. "Gorsepaw, wake up, we have to talk."

((You can have Gorsepaw get the message too if you want))

Crowflight purred at Shadowsong. "Nice catch" he complimented. The blood from the rabbit gave Shdaowsong a menacing look, the way the bright red contrasted with her  silver tabby and white fur kind of gave him the chills. He sort of admired her. He covered the pool of blood left on the ground with dirt, somewhat dazzled at how much the rabbit bled. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the wing of a bird landing, and he heard the scream of a raven. Gigantic birds of prey, more like scavengers actually. He stared at the large bird, wondering if he should attack the beast. Then he realized that it wasn't a raven at all. He felt stupid for thinking that it was so. It was actually his very own namesake, a crow. Without thinking any further, he sprang into the air and disabled the crow from flying by tearing feathers out of its wings, and then bit its skinny little bird neck for the final blow. The blood stained his muzzle as he dragged it into the clearing to compare to the rabbit Shadowsong had caught.

((OH! And I forgot: Dreamcloud is a queen too)) 

((Ack. There should be a feature in roleplays where co-owners can change the first post! That would be so helpful. Oh, and the dream is cool! (And kinda scary.) Sure, we can have Gorsepaw share the dream. Then she won't feel as left out. :x))

Gorsepaw's eyes flew open. She was trembling, but just a teeny tiny bit. "Okay." she said as calmly as she could. In her fright, Gorsepaw didn't hear Gladestar's words. She pondered over the meaning of the strange dream. It must've been a sign from StarClan. But she didn't know what it meant. Gorsepaw took a deep breath. This was her job. To interperet signs from StarClan. And to heal others, but not right now.

Eagletalon looked around. When he reached the border, he stopped, and turned. Eagletalon scented mouse. He followed the border, which was where the mouse-scent was. His tail quivered slightly when he spotted the mouse. It was just sitting still. Maybe napping? Or nibbling on a seed? Either way, it's back was turned to him and it was pretty motionless. The mouse seemed to twitch a bit. He dropped into a hunting crouch, trying not to sneeze. His nose was all clogged up. He could barely smell the mouse, and felt lucky that he managed to track it. Delicious. Eagletalon sprang, but miscalculated the distance. Stupid log. Always getting in your way. He crashed into the mossy bark. His paw caught on the edge, where his arm got in. It scraped him, and it made a long gash. He gave a squeal of horror as a few droplets of blood scattered. Eagletalon's back landed on the log with a muffled thump. His hind paws slammed into the tree behind him, leaving him in an awkward upside-down position. Eagletalon moaned, feeling pain seeping through his muscles. He examined himself. His haunches felt a little bruised. His body was sore all over. His lip had gotten a little cut. His right flank had been scraped by a rock or a low branch. His left flank had a shard of bark wedged into it. His paw seemed crooked. Twisted. It hurt. Bad. His ear twitched. He was startled when blood flew from it. So that got hurt, too. Eagletalon managed to haul himself up, and limp over to a place somewhat closer to camp. The sun was lowering. He collapsed. Luckily, nothing sharp was below him. He curled up, and began to lick his wounds. He knew about infections. The best he could do was keep them clean.

Shadowsong also plucked some petals from a flower and chewed on them. They were juicy, and brought some water into her mouth. It got rid of the blood-scent. She picked up her kill and turned to camp, which wasn't too far away.

((After Gorsepaw, Applesong, and Gladestar are done chatting, Gorsepaw will relise that Eagletalon has been gone for a long time. Then a patrol sets out to find him and... You know the rest.))

Stormblaze looked away. His heart was torn in two. Willowstar. TerraClan. "I won't be able to live without Willowstar." he mewed quietly, looking absolutely depressed. He padded over to a tree and sat down. He expected Pinebloom to snap at him and yowl about how weak and pathetic he was. The thought of leaving TerraClan brought tears to his eyes. But surviving without Willowstar...? Was that worse?

Blackthistle stretched. He shifted in his nest. "TerraClan is weakening." he rasped to his mate. "Willowstar has left. We have no deputy. Only a new medicine cat... From OceanClan. What will we do?" He shook his head sadly, and curled up.

Sweetfern leaned over to him and licked his cheek. "Don't worry. We will be fine. TerraClan is destined to survive." She turned to the entrance, where she could see the TerraClan camp. "With or without Willowstar."

Sugar (or Wolfbite) wasn't sure if she could be called an actual DarkClan cat. There wasn't a ceremony; she was just allowed to stay. Thanks to Gladestar. She spotted Gladestar exit the medicine cat den with Applesonng and... Applesong's apprentice. What was her name again? Oh! Gorsepaw. Yes. Young Gorsepaw. She wondered what the commotion was about. Sugar got up from her nest, which she had finished with not too long ago, but lied down again. It wasn't her buisness.

((Oooohhh! We should have Eagletalon be killed by a murder of crows. :D [a group of crows is called a murder because of their brutality]))

Gladestar took a seat on a fallen tree, trying to look dignified as she waited for Applesongto arrive with Gorsepaw.

"Gorsepaw!" Applesong said softly, trying not to make too much of a commotion. Gorsepaw was pale, she had had the dream too. "Come with me, it is important, pray don't ask any questions or say a word until we are out of earshot of the rest of the clan. She turned without a response and trotted out of the den. She couldn't help bristling when she saw Wolfbite, but decided not to be hostile, after all, she was part of the clan now. "Wolfbite" she said, nodding with cold politeness. She flicked her tail and continued into the forest, where she sat before Gladestar. No one in camp could hear them.

Crowflight took the crow he had caught in his jaws and carried it back to camp with Shadowsong- more accurately, he dragged the crow back to camp. It was too big to carry properly, as most crows are.

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Pinebloom's tail twitched somewhat injured. She padded up to Stormblaze and licked his forehead. "Stormblaze, please come back" she said quietly. "You are the strongest cat in Terraclan, you are destined to be our leader" she said gently. She was careful not to comment about Willowstar's leadership. She didn't want to upset him. 

((Lol, I know it's called a murder of crows. It's a collective noun. And sure, he can be killed by crows. But you can still have him a little more mangled so you can pin it on another Clan and make Gladestar believing it easier.))

Gorsepaw was still sort of trembling, very much horrified. She didn't like it. She didn't get it. What was this dream about? Gorsepaw flinched at the sight of a crow, but relaxed when she noticed Crowflight carrying it. Wait! Crowflight! Was he related to the eerie dream? Thinking about crows allowed her thoughts to wander to Eagletalon and Swiftflight...

((Wait. Do you want one cat to find out about Eagletalon getting murdered by a crow while the others are fuming, thinking that he had been killed by a Clan? If so, pick Gorsepaw. I have a plan. You can have her tell Applesong or Gladestar that she found out. But maybe the patrol has already stormed back, before Gorsepaw could tell her the truth. So Gladestar's choice is firm; she will launch a battle or something. And Applesong is the only one the believes her, and something else happens.))

Shadowsong was more tired than necessary. The fight with her fussy prey took a lot of energy. She felt glad that she wasn't too injured. Covered in blood, but most of it wasn't her own. Shadowsong felt a spark of pride bubble up inside. It was a nice amount of food. Their Clan wasn't ginormous or anything; all of the prey she had caught would feed maybe two or three warriors for two days. Or a few could share or something. Whatever the food would be used for, she was sure it would be a good thing. Shadowsong hadn't relised that she had reached camp until she stopped feeling tree leaves brushing down on her. Plus sunlight literally stabbed her eyes. It was startling; the forest was very dark.

Stormblaze gave a shaky sigh. His tail twitched a little in response to her words. His chest rose weakly. Nothing felt right anymore. "But I'm not meant to be leader..." he mewed quietly. He didn't want to be leader. He wanted Willowstar to lead him. He felt sick. Stormblaze got up. Loyalty to his Clan was not leaving it to go after another. This meant that he had to be with TerraClan, and not go away, mourning. Stormblaze shook his head clear. A few tears flew off of his fur. "Let's go back." he said.

((Hmmm. I have an idea. As Gladestar, Applesong and Gorsepaw talk about the prophecy, they become somewhat paranoid and are cautious about all the cats with bird-like names in their clan, Crowflight in particular. But that way, it can include Eagletalon, Ashflight, Swiftflight and Hawkshadow.

Speaking of Hawkshadow... where the h**l did Fluffy go? and koolgirl???? >:c

Anyways, back to the plot *ADD moment* Of course, Gladestar, Applesong and Gorsepaw are very discrete about their suspicion, and the 'bird cats' barely notice. But they do notice. So, when Eagletalon disappears, Gorsepaw goes out. But she doesn't tell any cat. She sees Eagletalon being pummeled by a murder of crows, and was about to run back to camp for help when Crowflight, Ashflight, Shadowscar and Hawkshadow find him dead first. Crowflight had noticed Gladestar and Applesong's unease with him, so he thinks he need to prove himself as a warrior. So, he decides to provoke a battle. After discussing with the rest of the patrol, he puts the marks of a killing bite on Eagletalon, and makes him look mutilated by cats, rather than by crows. Gorsepaw had been watching the whole time. She tells Applesong, and is believed, but Gladestar doesn't want to believe her warriors would do that sort of thing. And of course, she is still very confident about having conquered Oceanclan. So, she leads her warriors into battle against Hailclan. Crowflight is told to stay behind though. Of course, he feels miserable about provoking a battle he couldn't be in, so he sneaks out and is killed by the crows. After Gladestar and the other warriors emerge from battle, they find Crowflight's body and  a few stray crows picking at his flesh. The other cats who were on the patrol spill the whole thing they witnessed, and Gorsepaw also helps.

Of course, it'll be sad because I was planning on some Crowflight+Shadowsong chemistry. XD

Oh, and Dreamcloud will have her kits too somewhere in that mess. And when she does, they will be Minkkit, Crowkit, Bloodkit and Heartkit. All symbolizing the death of her clanmates and loved ones. Very philosophical, no?

Sorry, I'll have to wait to reply until tomorrow. Not enough time... :c I PROMISE I'll post a reply tomorrow.)) 

Gladestar's tail curled around her forepaws. She watched the medicine cats come into the tiny clearing. Poor Gorsepaw looked so scared, and Applesong was not much better off, trying to put on a show of strength for her apprentice. She sighed. Applesong should not be a mentor, not yet. Of course, she was glad to have Gorsepaw in the medicine cat's den, being another pair of paws to help with so large a clan, but Applesong was barely mentored herself before Nightcloud and Darkleaf died. She took a deep breath, trying to calm her own nerves after the chilling dream. "I see you have had the dream as well Gorsepaw" she said, her voice soft, trying to be comforting. Gladestaar jumped off of the fallen tree and licked Gorsepaw's shoulder comfortingly. She wwanted to say that it would all be alright, but she couldn't.

 Applesong felt her fur ripple with jealousy. She was just as scared as Gorsepaw, and not much older either. The feeling only lasted a second. She was a full medicine cat, she could not be acting like a kit. "Gladestar, do you think this has to do with Crowflight?" she asked, getting to the point.

Gladestar froze. The thought hadn't occurred to her at all. Was it a mistake to make Crowflight a warrior. "I'm not sure" she answered, her tail flicking anxiously.

Applesong's heart was still fluttering. "What could it mean!" she said, almost wailing.

"We mustn't lose ourselves." Gladestar said. "There has to be a way to figure this out."

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Ashflight trotted into the camp, her tail close to the ground. She smiled at Crowflight and Shadowsong as she came in, but didn't say anything. Not to them, nor to Dreamcloud who was still steadily sobbing at Minkclaw's body. The sun was setting. It would be time for the new warriors' silent vigil, and the old warriors vigil for Minkclaw. No one would be healthy tomorrow. There would be no rest tonight. She felt wretched. Then, she saw a cat in camp that she didn't  quite recognize, laying in the nest beside Hawkshadow. Not wanting to seem rude, she nudged her next closer to the silky white cat and then lay down. She vaguely remembered, but couldn't remember when, or who. Then it hit her. "Wolfbite, is that you?" she asked, astounded.

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Pinebloom trotted beside Stormblaze. She had nothing to say. The words caught in her throat like burs to the soft pelt of a kit. They entered camp.

Marshtail saw Pinebloom come back into the camp with Stormblaze. She avoided eye contact. She was wretched and guilty. She would never have his respect anymore. 

((Aww, they all seem so awesome! 8] Will add in a sec. And maybe we can have Shadowsong and Crowflight flirting with each other, so when Crowflight dies, Shadowsong will be even sadder. Oh yeah, I love the idea! *magically applies to RP*))

Gorsepaw gave a quiet, shaky reply. "Yeah, I did have the dream." She cleared her throat and said it again, somewhat louder and more clear. She had to stay focused! For her Clan. But the pressing feeling that something horrible would happen wouldn't leave her alone. She made herself comfortable, but things still felt terrible.

Swiftflight's ear twitched. She was very impressed at the prey that the hunting patrol had caught. She felt a tinge of jealousy. It was very good for new warriors. Swiftflight scolded herself inwardly for feeling petty enough to be jelous. She cleared her head.

Shadowsong tried to make the fresh-kill pile look less... messy. It wasn't easy. Everything just kept rolling back down to the bottom of the pile, regardless of size and weight. She gave a loud, frustrated sigh, and began to try again. Shadowsong exhaled quietly when it finally worked out. Her breath made the food fall back down again. Shadowsong frowned, and she plunked the mouse that had fallen beside the rabbit at the base. Much better. Shadowsong felt a spark of triumph.

Wolfbite/Sugar heard a voice. She was just about to yowl in protest, so she could have a better nap. But then, she relised that it was one of the Clan cats. She opened her eyes just in time to see Ashflight finish the question. She heard her Clan name. "Of course it's me!" she mewed, grinning as she remembered everything (and actually woke up). Her eyes glowed at the sight of someone who was in the Clan before.

Stormblaze looked up, from the ground. "Hey." he said quietly, trying to smile. It looked awkward. He turned to the Warrior's den, and paused for a moment. Stormblaze inhaled the scent of his Clan; the cats he knew and the surroundings. This was his home. Not under a crooked, half-dead tree outside of the Clans. But it was here. Stormblaze returned to the present. "How's the fresh-kill pile?" he asked, a bit of worry popping up in his mind. After all of the drama, there hadn't been many hunting patrols out. Hopefully, nothing had gone bad, and everything was still edible without making the eater cringe.

Acornpaw bounded over to Stormblaze, eyes lighting up. "Stormblaze!" he yowled excitedly. TerraClan wouldn't be too small, not when they had so many cats! Well, sort of. But still! They needed more Clan members, so Stormblaze's return was a good thing.

Sweetfern looked up at Acornpaw's squeaky voice. She padded out. Sweetfern piped up. "So you're back?" she rasped. "Well, good thing that you're not hurt." she mumbled, turning back to the elder's den. Another mouth to feed. But still, TerraClan wasn't exactly at its prime at the moment.

Crowflight padded up to the fresh kill pile, his ears flat with regret as he looked at the huge crow in his jaws, then at the precariously tipped fresh-kill pile. Not wanting to ruin Shadowsong's work, he dropped the crow with a thud on the ground next to the fresh kill pile. The black feathered wing brushed the pile as it fell, and Crowflight gasped. The precarious tip turned into a hazardous wobble. Crowflight rushed forward and put his paws on the opposite side to try and keep it from tumbling. It didn't work. The prey all fell in a heap on top of Crowflight, who looked up helplessly.

"Tell me everything!" Ashflight demanded cheerily Wolfbite had been her own mentor before she left, and they always shared gossip. Ashflight would tell Wolfbite about her brother and how he pummeled Minkpaw in training the earlier day, and in turn, Wolfbite would reminisce about something embaras.sing that Gladestar did when she was the deputy.

 Dawntail's sharp blue eyes pierced the dim light of the nursery. Her kits, just a few days old now, meowled sadly for milk. She nudged them closer and they hushed. She sighed softly, giving them each a gentle lick. Fernkit, Sparkkit, Gracekit and Dogkit. She couldn't help herself but to name one of her kits after the father. Just the thought of Dogstrike made her shudder. He had been so hurt when she stopped seeing him. Did he even know about his kits?

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Marshtail hesitated. "We gave the last mouse to Blackthistle and Sweetfern this morning, and a scrap for Lunakit as well, since she's off milk." she said "I'm sorry, we didn't have any time for hunting at all. I never should have left" she said, her voice wrenching with guilt. 

(( Dogkit and Lunakit = aww! xD lolz ))

 (Green) Lunakit nodded to Stormblaze's greeting and padded back over to where Marshtail was standing. She paid attention to what the warriors were saying and felt worried. "Would they be able to get food for the clan?" she thought to herself. Anariheart seemed to guess what she was thinking because she licked the top of her head reasuringly. Lunakit just blinked at her mother in thanks.

(Green) Anariheart looked at Marshtail with a concerned ex
pression. "Ill go on a hunting patrol" she offered. If her clan was to survive they needed food, she could go without food until everyone else was well fed. "We need to get stronger..Ill help in any way possible" she thought determindly to herself.

(( Wait. I forgot about the colors O.O ))

 Lunakit purred at Marshtail's words. But she wanted to help somehow... "Oh wait! Im supposed to help Willowfrost" she remembered as she raced to the medicine cats den. "Sorry" she mewed. "I forgot" she admitted

Anariheart nodded to Marshtail and padded over to the camp entrance, waiting for the other cats to follow. Her ears pricked, she could hear rustling in the bushes. "Is that prey or the wind?" she thought as she started to sniff the air. Anariheart's tail flicked back and forth as she tried to figure out which places would be best to hunt.

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