May StarClan Guide You... {Closed}

[Moo it's Lia]

(this is where the StarClan followers of DuskClan are staying)

Badgerfang padded up to the battle grounds and found the biggest cliff. There was some shelter underneath so he brought some bedding like moss and some feathers and created some places for the four cats to stay.

Rainstorm laid down on one of the beds and pressed her nose to her belly, where her kits were resting. It would be hard to have kits out here without a father. She looked to Heavyfoot, Badgerfang and Brushleaef, "There's no way we could ever survive here alone. I'm sure there are some loners who wouldn't mind joining."

Badgerfang wasn't sure about the idea, but it was worth a shot. The more cats there were the higher chance they had to survive. "I think so too," he mewed, "I know Breezeclaw's parents had come from a band of rouges. Since then, they broke apart, but there's got to be some left overs who want to live together. We could be our own little clan."

Rainstorm nodded and glanced at the other cats, "What do you think? Do you think it could work? I mean, I don't like the idea of strange cats coming in to help us survive, but we have to do what we have to do. My kits have to survive."

(i'm thinking of throwing in another kit into Rainstorm's litter. his name's going to be Badgerkit, after Badgerfang xD )

[Gold]

(They should call themselves something relative to the sunset or sunrise like 'twilightclan' or something. Oh, I want to make a rouge that joins! Let me think of his name and stuff...
So I had an idea for the battle. I was thinking Dusk and Dawn could collide and the rouges could come along and help DawnClan? I want both Lunarstar and Pathpelt to die.)

[dragonfrog]

( Gosh I can't wait for the next gathering )

Heavyfoot nodded at the idea of their own 'clan'. " It could work, I don't like the idea of bringing strangers with us, but if its for the sake of expanding our clan and keeping Rainstorm's kits alive... we have to try. " He told his clanmates, taking the herbs that Brushleaf had tooken from Duskclan and dropping them beside one of the nests Badgerfang had made.

Brushleaf started at the sky sadly, listening to Rainstorm, Badgerfang, and Heavyfoot. The young medicine cat felt troubled by the sudden hatred of all of her former clanmates, she'd never share tongues with them again. She sat in her nest where Heavyfoot had placed the herbs, " If we can make a small clan, atleast we will be able to defend ourselves and our new kits, any rogue around here, we'll have to trust, even if they're a simple kittypet lost in the woods! " Brushleaf flicked her gaze over to Rainstorm, then through the rest of the small clutter of cats.

Heavyfoot gazed with a small smile at Brushleaf, " They will be hard to train though, just as hard it will be to endure exiles of Duskclan. "

[Gold]

(Can I add a loner? There are waaay too many she-cats in TwilightClan (including Stonekit)...)

[dragonfrog]

( Sure, Gold. x3 )

Dark grey fur blended with the dark stone of the cliffs as Frogpaw prowled uneasily away from the band of cats in the battle grounds, she had finally reached the cliffs and was out of breath, smelling more cats.Ugh. She glanced around and slid forward her dark green eyes dull and wary as she found herself quite close to another band of cats, the cats they had been talking of. Frogpaw scrunched herself to the ground hastily, hoping she would not be seen.

[Moo it's Lia]

Badgerfang lifted his muzzle to the air, "Loners are near, and I can scent a bit of DawnClan... and blood," he added. He hoped no one was badly injured, if the five cats here were to be attacked, surely they'd loose. Even with Heavyfoot, a great warrior (he's still a warrior right?), Badgerfang is an elder, Rainstorm's having kits soon and Brushleaf was a medicine cat.

Rainstorm looked up as she laid in her bedding and faced the elder, "Yes, I can faintly smell it," she looked at her belly and pressed her nose to her tail, "My kits are coming very soon. I can feel it," she mewed, feeling them squirm in her belly.

[dragonfrog]

Heavyfoot's fur bristled at the thought of battle, during the beginning of Rainstorm's kitting. Oh please Starclan, don't let them attack us! He thought to himself, gazing at the sky in horror as he quickly glanced toward the scent that made his nose twitch uneasily. He flexed his claws as he saw a moving dark grey shape, almost like a stone... with eyes?[/b] Do you see that stone? That odd one there?" [/b] The grey tabby warrior asked, taking a short step toward it.

Brushleaf's ears pricked, the kits... they were coming? She stifled a moan, Oh please Starclan, guide me! She pleaded to herself, grasping chamomile from her small pile of herbs and quietly dropping it in front of Rainstorm. Brushleaf whispered, " Eat these, they will give you the strength you need for your kitting ." The medicine cat gazed unhappy at where Heavyfoot was looking at, what it odd stone that was, it was shaped like a cat.

Frogpaw immediatley stopped moving toward the cats, her hopes of them being friendly still clung in her mind, but hardly as she sat up, shivering as the large grey tabby tom stared at her, wide-eyed.

[Moo it's Lia]

Rainstorm nodded, taking the herbs into her mouth, "Soon, they're coming soon. Just not at the moment," she said wincing.

Badgerfang padded over to this "rock" and sniffed it, "Not of DawnClan, that's for sure. Who are you?" he asked.

(heh, dragon, this will be the second batch of kits you'd need to deliver)

[dragonfrog]

( Oh gosh, lol. What fun! xD )

Brushleaf thought back to what she had been taught, this would be her first kitting to help with. The medicine cat quickly, but gently, touched her paw to the queen's stomach, slightly rubbing it ( doesn't that sound kind of weird ? ) as she felt for the kits. " One...Two. Two kits." She told Rainstorm as she glanced at Badgerfang, and the oh-so-called-rock.

Frogpaw glanced up at the tom as her fur prickled, the young she-cat seemed to have forgotten nearly all her memory of her old clan and simply murmured to the tom, " I'm... I'm Frogpaw. She gazed up at him with dull eyes.

[Moo it's Lia]

Rainstorm nodded, feeling her sharp fangs against her dry tongue. She began panting like a dog, this would be her first litter. Hopefully everything would be alright.

Badgerfang took a subtle step backward, "Frogpaw? Isn't that a clan name?" he asked to Frogpaw, and practically the little "clan" around him. "Are you from a clan?"

(woot with snazzy two-liners per character)

[dragonfrog]

Frogpaw blinked uncertainly, sitting up a little bit, " Uhm... Yes. I'm a long way from home though... " She stared at the ground, fur prickling, as she tried to remember everything that had happened. It seemed amnesia had tooken over her and her memory felt blank. She gazed back up at the tom, her green eyes questioning. " Are you from a clan too?"

[Moo it's Lia]

Badgerfang looked back to his clan mates, "You can say that. Our beliefs differ from our old leader so we had to leave. We are trying to create our own clan. Are you lost? Or did you run away?"

[dragonfrog]

Frogpaw gave the tom a slight nod. " Well, both I guess. I never really know these days... " She stared at the ground, as she gave her ruffled chest fur a few licks.

[Moo it's Lia]

Rainstorm yowled but cut it off quickly, feeling her body burn, "My kits! My kits are coming!"

Badgerfang motioned with his tail for Frogpaw to join the rest of the 'clan'. He stood next to Rainstorm and Brushleaf, "When the kits come out I'll get their breathing started," he suggested.

[dragonfrog]

Frogpaw padded uncomfortably over to where the other cats were and stood a bit away from the others, not wanting to disturb the kitting queen.

Brushleaf kept gently pawing Rainstorm's side, and she nodded slowly at Badgerfang's suggestion. " You'll do fine. " The young medicine cat encouraged, though all her senses were alert and she was tense as if being attacked.

[Moo it's Lia]

Rainstorm nodded and began pushing. It was excruciating pain for the not-so-well-fed queen, all her senses were heightened as the pain increased. (like i said before, not so good at birthing, so i'm going to skip the individuals, that's okay right?)

Rainstorm had finally finished, two tom kits. Both a shade of grey. She was a bit disappointed that neither of her kits had Firefoot's ginger pelt.

Badgerfang lowered his muzzle to get one of the grey tom's breathing started. He licked rapidly over the small kit's light grey stripe on his head.

The small kit (Badgerkit) started to squirm at the strange sensation and began to cry (well, not really crying...).

[Gold]

(I finally get to reply to this!)

Stonekit squeaked as he was taken from the inside of his mother's warm and calm belly and into the cold, hectic outside world. His sight was consumed by darkness and a small breeze cascaded onto his vulnerable pelt (don't they have a little bit of hair when they're born?). He let out another squeak and squirmed towards his mother and hid amungst her soft fur.

[Moo it's Lia]

Rainstorm licked the small kit that was squirming against her, "This will be Stonekit," she mewed softly. She looked to see her other kit who was calm against Badgerfang's tongue, "And he will be Badgerkit."

Badgerkit let out a soft mewl before drifting back to sleep against his mother's warm pelt.

Badgerfang dipped his head, "An honor, Rainstorm."

(we need a leader for twilightclan and a deputy. i'm going to have Pine join in a few posts)

[Gold]

(I'm not sure when I'm going to throw Tiger in here... probably after the whole attack on DawnClan)

Stonekit mewed as he burried himself further into his mother's fur. Rainstorm's tongue felt warm on him against the cold, unforgiving world.

[Moo it's Lia]

Pine padded near where the group of cats were settling. She licked her paws before she approached them carefully. Her claws were still unsheathed and they clacked against the stone ground, "Hey, I need a place to stay. I'll help with defending your base and catch some prey if you want," she suggested.

(funny, she doesn't know much about the clans so she calls the camp a base )

Badgerfang looked up as the loner approached the clan, "Who are you?"

Pine sighed, "You seemed to have ignored my question. But I'm Pine. I was part of a group of rouges until just recently when I left. I'd like to join your pack, or group, or clan."

Badgerfang's amber eyes flickered uneasily to his clan mates, stepping protectively in front of Rainstorm and her kits.