Gathering Shadows{open}

[♦Ginger♦]

A tom padded through the shrubs from a long journey of nothingness. He was greeted by the few Dark forest followers left. They had all started to fade away. He didn't understand. The first leaders of the Dark forest faded away from losing faith. Though they have been pulling young kittens and apprentices form each litter. At least on chosen one. He didn't get why there was so few followers left in the shadows. It seemed as if the darkness was drawing ever closer. Silentclaw didn't know how to explain it. The feeling was probably just his imagination. He never did see the stars.. The only light was the moon.

He padded out into the clearing where the warriors come to train and learn the stories of the past. The true honest stories. Not the ones that were twisted to make a warrior look better then another.

He padded closer focusing on his pads being as silent as ever on the cool sandy ground. His shoulder blades seem to come up and gently tap his neck. He was as flexible as always. It seems as if the Dark forest granted some sort of youth. That a cat never seems to get older when spending time in it. He had noticed this. That the live older cats came here with a young energetic warrior body. It was a very curious thing. It was addicting to them he could tell.. They never seem to leave.

A cool wind picked up making his fur move and him giving a small not noticeable shiver. He didn't mind the cold that the Dark Forest seems to offer. He found it as a way to make warriors stronger in the heart. It allowed the to easily face the leaf-bare season with strong hearts. He sometimes wished the wind would stop caressing and actually am to harm you. Though that happened very rarely when something went in a kind way. It was a tad odd. Very few have actually witnessed the harsh winds.

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[CheshireCat]

// This here thread needs a post. //

you do realize that if i wanted your help

i would've asked for it right from the start

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,10,true][atrb=style,background-image: url('http://images.twitrounds.com/nature-backgrounds/orange-flowers.jpg'); border:1px solid black;,true] D A W N C H A S E R ! Dawnchaser yawned as she opened her eyes. It can't be morning already. I just went to sleep! She shook her head as she noticed the starless sky above. A ticked tabby tom was standing in the clearing. It was filled with shadows, and every now and then, she could spot the darkness shifting in the trees. There was no doubt that she was in the Dark Forest. Dawnchaser smirked to herself. Yeah. There's no such thing as StarClan. I knew it. But why was she here? She shrugged the thought off and faced the obviously dead cat. Who are you and why have you disturbed my sleep? What gave this cat the right to awaken her within her sleep, like a inception. A dream within a dream. That obviously wasn't what this stimulation was. She could scent the tom, feel the dirt underneath her paws, and clearly see everything. 149 WORDS , Silentclaw , Hates her father, wants to be taught how to overthrow him.

[♦Ginger♦]

//I just noticed someone posted here XD......//

A ginger white she-cat started to slowly appear in front of him. He looked her up and down taking in the muscle type. He gazed at her eyes the longest, they were quite beautiful. Reminded him of his once past love. Hers was pretty too. The she-cat was obviously a spoiled kitty-pet of some sort. She acted as if she didn't come here herself. She acted like he actually called her there.

The wind picked up a tad, making the whispers of past souls seem to pick up. He knew most cats could here the whispers.. However they pretend not to. It scared them too much to admit that this place was creepy. "I did not call you here. This was on your own."

[/color] he spoke the words in matter-in-fact tones. His tail lashed out from the cat's attitude problem. She was certainly a pawful. She was one of the many cats that strongly didn't believe in Starclan. Wasn't a matter that they didn't exist.. Just a matter that they made cats believe they were invisible and always deceive every cat. It was always curious as to why past relative of cats never visited their kin. It was as if your not leader or high position you didn't matter. Which here in the Dark forest. You make up the strength and do matter. You should work together to make wiser decisions rather then depend on one. It was in a way very corrupted.

"Well if your planning on just complain about your sleep and daydream. You might as well leave. For it was obvious you weren't suppose to appear here. Hmm must be something wrong with the moon's powers. Well Goodnight."[/color] he turned away form the she-cat to leave her all alone in the dark forest that was whispering of past voices. He knew she would call out to him. This was the only way to make her hear him out. Starclan cats weren't the only ones to have powers and see into the future.

What he didn't realized was that without even meaning to he was walking the path of Starclan. The only difference between him and them was location and beliefs.

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[CheshireCat]

you do realize that if i wanted your help

i would've asked for it right from the start

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,10,true][atrb=style,background-image: url('http://images.twitrounds.com/nature-backgrounds/orange-flowers.jpg'); border:1px solid black;,true] D A W N C H A S E R ! Dawnchaser smirked at the cat. This one lacked attitude. She knew she could easily provide him with some. Well, if I came here myself, she shouted at him, why do I have no clue where I am or where I'm going? However, her rant was stopped short because he decided to leave. It was quite creepy, not to mention verwhelming, in this deep, dark forest. The tom couldn't leave! Dawnchaser needed this kind of supernatural force by her side. Unlike StarClan, the Dark Foresters weren't afraid of interacting with the living Clans. They weren't afraid of sharing knowledge with the lesser peoples, the low ranking cats, the laypeople. With their power to back her up, Sharpstar wouldn't stand a chance. Also, though she would never admit it, she was a ittle bit afraid of being left alone in the dark. Wait! She yowled at him, daring him to turn around. What's your name? She smiled evilly, picturing herself in her mind laughing like a mad scientist. Suddenly feeling a bit embarrassed abut her own thoughts, she blocked them out and stared at the tom unemotionally. 185 WORDS , Silentclaw , Low on muse. Sorry.

[♦Ginger♦]

The she-cat was very mouthy. He wondered why it was she who ended up here instead of the others. What was it about her that made her the one for this job? He knew nothing of her except her obvious Thunderclan heritage. She yowled for him to stop for him to come back. She was as scared of this place as he was. He could hear it in her voice. He was very young, this he knew, however here.. He was as old as time. He knew who come here and who never want to. He knew who believed of Starclan and who are to scared to do so. He wished he knew further into the future.. He onyl knew as much as Starclan. The only difference between them and him is that he knew these cats personally.. He knew their possible future actions. Just as he knew that Roughstar now known Monster, will not stop at nothing. He had been there.. He had fought for the tom. Was once a friend.

He stopped in his tracks thinking of ways to deal with this specific ambitious she-cat. He could literally feel her smile at his back, as if his name would be all she needed. Which in truth.. The one who holds the most knowledge will rule all. That was one of the few information he had gathered from these new chosen cats.. All their powers seemed related in one specific way. Infinite stamina and strength.. You need that to fight your way into one's knowledge and respect. If you were to be ready to defend them... Out of no fear of no energy.. Pathfinding.. One could seek into the past for knowledge of hidden secrets and meetings. Mind control. Simply have the ability to enter one's mind is that of extraordinary. It will allow the one gifted to find the answers in the corners of the mind. The last one.. He knew that each cat was chosen from each clan. That the last one.. The power of invisibility.. It may not seem of importance, is one of the greatest. With it you could listen to any cat without being spotted. Shadowclan were best known of being in the shadows.. But to literally be gone? One could disappear for moons and suddenly reappear at times of need. He wondered if one could transfer the power to many others. He wished, he had the ability to grant powers. He wondered if he could. Though the idea as that of nine lives is very unnatural for a cat.

"My name matters not. I can tell you this... I am one of silence and fight."

[/color] he turned around and looked the ginger she-cat directly in the eye. He wanted her to know that this is it. That this was the time for leader's and monarchy to fall. In two nights times. The Sharpness of Thunderclan shall lose a life to a phantom of whiteness and speed. The Sharpness will not lose because his skills of trees and claws are lost. He will lose for the white fog of death will come in from the North. This fog is created by that of which we fear and have no control. The fog will attack every clan and bring much mayhem. That of Invincibility and once Lonership will come from it. Along with many other empowered by past leaders."[/color] he paused letting all this to sink in. He knew it was more knowledge then what Starclan has certainly be wanting a warrior of her status to know. "When the time of the death Fog. The Sharpness must fall. He will no longer be right to rule. He will look toward that of which cannot help. He may not loose his true skills but he is certainly losing his wisdom for the future. This may be due to the white phantom. I want you to take what should be yours and lead them further ahead. I must warn you. There will be other dangerous. Though not for you to face. the Dark forest will back you up. We will visit our daughters and sons dreams. They will be ready. The only problem you will face. Is that of Sharpness's return and that of his Battle ready heart of a friend. As for the death Fog. Be ready. We can do nothing about it. Not even the once great ancestors can. Just a matter of survival and readiness."[/color]

When all of what was said. He started to send the she-cat back. The once shadowed dark forest cats came up behind him. They all watched the she-cat, as she slowly started to turn into transparent. He turn the one nearest shadow and whispered in his ear. The message was clear. Visit your Thunderclan children. Let they're memories survive.[/blockquote][/size]