Post by Spartathewolf on Jul 4, 2012 3:38:53 GMT -5
Arrowfang, a formor warrior of steamclan in the eastern forests, left his clan in hopes to find them again, all of them vanishing slowly one after another. After moons of traveling, he came to a world named, "The Cape." and set up home there.
After all, there was water and plenty of fish just like his old home. Moons after living alone buy the sea side, he came opon to old friends, and was as happy as a kit playing with moss to see them. One of them, Blackrose. A lovely she-cat with white markings, who happen to be his mate; and her brother, Courgarfang. A shy yet strong warrior of formor stormclan. When Arrowfang brought them to his den, they explained everything. They had come looking for him, and Courgarfang would not let his sister go with out him. The young Streamclan warrior nodded, and by sundown all the cats we're well fed and ready for anything, but the two old friends did not want to leave. When asked why they said everything had changed.
Springstar, Duskclans old leader had pasted away, and after that, 3 other leaders had already lead and fallen. Arrow gave his mate a comforting lick on the ear and nodded, knowing they we're not heading back.
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While Blackrose was out fishing, Arrowfang troted over to Courgarfang, sitting next to him.
"Need something?" the warrior asked, giving his look to him.
"Nope...just...thinking." He repiled, looking out into th ocean.
"Thinking what?" The warrior meowed, giving a flick of his ear.
"What are we going to do...we no longer have the clans."
"Well we know there ways, maybe we could make our own clan?" Courgarfang meowed.
"Your right, but we're lacking a real territory, camp and most of all cats."
"Well, we can find a territory and go find cats like use that want to join." The formor stormclan cat meowed.
They both gave a glance and lookedout in to the ocean and Arrowfang gave a small mutter.
"Yea..."
(More coming soon)
After all, there was water and plenty of fish just like his old home. Moons after living alone buy the sea side, he came opon to old friends, and was as happy as a kit playing with moss to see them. One of them, Blackrose. A lovely she-cat with white markings, who happen to be his mate; and her brother, Courgarfang. A shy yet strong warrior of formor stormclan. When Arrowfang brought them to his den, they explained everything. They had come looking for him, and Courgarfang would not let his sister go with out him. The young Streamclan warrior nodded, and by sundown all the cats we're well fed and ready for anything, but the two old friends did not want to leave. When asked why they said everything had changed.
Springstar, Duskclans old leader had pasted away, and after that, 3 other leaders had already lead and fallen. Arrow gave his mate a comforting lick on the ear and nodded, knowing they we're not heading back.
**************
While Blackrose was out fishing, Arrowfang troted over to Courgarfang, sitting next to him.
"Need something?" the warrior asked, giving his look to him.
"Nope...just...thinking." He repiled, looking out into th ocean.
"Thinking what?" The warrior meowed, giving a flick of his ear.
"What are we going to do...we no longer have the clans."
"Well we know there ways, maybe we could make our own clan?" Courgarfang meowed.
"Your right, but we're lacking a real territory, camp and most of all cats."
"Well, we can find a territory and go find cats like use that want to join." The formor stormclan cat meowed.
They both gave a glance and lookedout in to the ocean and Arrowfang gave a small mutter.
"Yea..."
(More coming soon)