Post by sky on Jan 7, 2008 17:58:47 GMT -5
Well, I thought I may as well as advertise the new updated version of Sixclans here, since, well, It's my major site right now. We are in need of active rpers as some of our better members did pack up and ship out when the site was updated. There are currently no high positions open but there are pleanty of places in the major plot which is still yet to be revealed.
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The time ahead comes at great speed, with the attack of badgers on MistClan and many fights between MistClan and ShadowClan while WindClan defends itself and Thunder and River welcome rouges and loners. But much has happened when Smallsong, past deputy of ShadowClan and Past Leader of MistClan appears back in the territory out of the blue and the Elder Smallclaw dies in the Elders den.
But may secrets of the past echo in these actions and now we go back to the times before the five clans and back to the times of doubt and battle.
Follow the pawsteps of the great Smallclaw as the ShadowClan deputy at a young age and the struggles of heart and loyalty that test the black tom every day.
Follow the track of a broken family of Skystar as an apprentice, struggling to chase off cats and fight cats that just want the best in their lives when she can't even separate her clan life from her love for the Past kitty-pet Crowpaw.
The delightful and energetic young Lionfang who every day shows he has the build of a great leader to ShadowClan as his future fortells and the young and bouncing Angelpaw who just wants to be loyal, not to dream of being the deputy.
Follow the stories from the beginnings, from the foundations of Smallclaw and Fernstorm's relations ship to find the founder of MistClan, Skystar's long history of forbidden love from The Apprentice of ThunderClan to the kits of the MistClan leader.
This is where it all began;;
***
The forest is a quiet place, where the four clans live in peace with each other. Yet all clans have their secrets and lives and during this time. It is the quiet before the storm.
Over a dense field of charred wood, and dead prey trampled a heavy wind which blew dust up above the ground spraying the Shadowclan pelts as they marched on in a straight line, prepared for a blood battle to set the greedy Thunderclan at what they will not have. A large, black tom stood; his neck fur flat in being as calm as possible during the darkest hour of their lives, which some might not come out alive. Darkstar; his misted blue rays scanned the already complete row of battle eager Thunderclan cats. Down next to Darkstar sat a faintly smaller black tom, though his emerald gaze burned with a tense blood fray inside. The Shadowclan leader cast his Deputy, Smallclaw a small look and whom let him know, it was time.
It's every clan for itself, no matter the loss of prey or the may cats coming and going through the clan. No clan is asking for help, only for more and more territory as small war start to break out.
Clashing with Thunderclan, he was cast up randomly against Bristlestorm, the Thunderclan deputy. A small moment before claws flew, the dusty golden tom let out a growl; "Come to a battle you won't win eh?" Smallclaw narrowed his green eyes; drawing back his lips to bare sharp fangs; No way was he going to be entegrigated by a mousebrain like that tom! Thinking up a quick plan he hissed; "You sure your feeling alright? You look a little ... Injured!" He yowled, leaping forwards to lash his sharp thorns down Bristlestorms pelt, but the enemy wasn't done yet. Whipping around, he tried to counter attack Smallclaws move using his forepaw he left three short ripe marks over the black Deputy's muzzle. Smallclaw let out a furious growl, summoning up his strength he bowled the dusty tom over, and there they fought before Bristlestorm got loose and was lost in the heat of battle.
Yet while ShadowClan and ThunderClan fight, little is being done between the two other clans.
"Yours!? This area is the Earths! And it should not be claimed by anyone! I will tread where I want! Eat where I want! and make dirt where I want! This is no cats land!"
'See? only a kitty-pet would say such a thing under starclan's watch, this is starclan's territory but to guard it from pieces of fox-dung like yourself, each clan owns a part to live in,' she suddenly snarled, almost changing at once from her rather kind and polite self to a more defencive cat as she spun around from her place glancing across the meadow and at Robinpaw and back to face OJ. Skypaw lunged forward, diving away from his chest at the last moment, unsleathing her claws and drawing back her lip in a snarl as she prowled around behind him, giving a wave of her tail to Robinpaw. The she-cat's lilac fur although grooms, bristling with rage as she snarled and dived forward, paw extended as she lunged for his back.
How long can this go on for? How long can the forest last like this?
Leafpaw smiled, nodding. The tabby apprentice bounded down off the log again and padded over to the lone tree. Leafpaw looked up it for a moment before leaping onto one of the lower branches. She leapt at the tree again, this time her claws digging into the trunk as she moved up to the next branch. Leafpaw looked back over to Cedarstar for a moment before continuing the climb, leaping from branch to branch until she reached the top. The light brown tabby she-cat looked down at the ground for a moment before looking around. She gave a purr as she spotted the berries in a rolled up leaf, sitting on a branch. Leafpaw bounded slowly over, grabbing the berries in her mouth before turning and slowly making her way back down the tree. Leafpaw landed softly on the ground, her bright green eyes glowing with pride as she bounded slowly back over to Cedarstar, shaking slightly from the climb. She bounded onto the fallen log again and dropped the berries at her mentor's paws. 'Are These The Surprise?' she asked softly, purring gently.
The Quiet before the storm. Is everyone ready?
You Wish.
^^ Click To Go To Site. ^^
The time ahead comes at great speed, with the attack of badgers on MistClan and many fights between MistClan and ShadowClan while WindClan defends itself and Thunder and River welcome rouges and loners. But much has happened when Smallsong, past deputy of ShadowClan and Past Leader of MistClan appears back in the territory out of the blue and the Elder Smallclaw dies in the Elders den.
But may secrets of the past echo in these actions and now we go back to the times before the five clans and back to the times of doubt and battle.
Follow the pawsteps of the great Smallclaw as the ShadowClan deputy at a young age and the struggles of heart and loyalty that test the black tom every day.
Follow the track of a broken family of Skystar as an apprentice, struggling to chase off cats and fight cats that just want the best in their lives when she can't even separate her clan life from her love for the Past kitty-pet Crowpaw.
The delightful and energetic young Lionfang who every day shows he has the build of a great leader to ShadowClan as his future fortells and the young and bouncing Angelpaw who just wants to be loyal, not to dream of being the deputy.
Follow the stories from the beginnings, from the foundations of Smallclaw and Fernstorm's relations ship to find the founder of MistClan, Skystar's long history of forbidden love from The Apprentice of ThunderClan to the kits of the MistClan leader.
This is where it all began;;
***
The forest is a quiet place, where the four clans live in peace with each other. Yet all clans have their secrets and lives and during this time. It is the quiet before the storm.
Over a dense field of charred wood, and dead prey trampled a heavy wind which blew dust up above the ground spraying the Shadowclan pelts as they marched on in a straight line, prepared for a blood battle to set the greedy Thunderclan at what they will not have. A large, black tom stood; his neck fur flat in being as calm as possible during the darkest hour of their lives, which some might not come out alive. Darkstar; his misted blue rays scanned the already complete row of battle eager Thunderclan cats. Down next to Darkstar sat a faintly smaller black tom, though his emerald gaze burned with a tense blood fray inside. The Shadowclan leader cast his Deputy, Smallclaw a small look and whom let him know, it was time.
It's every clan for itself, no matter the loss of prey or the may cats coming and going through the clan. No clan is asking for help, only for more and more territory as small war start to break out.
Clashing with Thunderclan, he was cast up randomly against Bristlestorm, the Thunderclan deputy. A small moment before claws flew, the dusty golden tom let out a growl; "Come to a battle you won't win eh?" Smallclaw narrowed his green eyes; drawing back his lips to bare sharp fangs; No way was he going to be entegrigated by a mousebrain like that tom! Thinking up a quick plan he hissed; "You sure your feeling alright? You look a little ... Injured!" He yowled, leaping forwards to lash his sharp thorns down Bristlestorms pelt, but the enemy wasn't done yet. Whipping around, he tried to counter attack Smallclaws move using his forepaw he left three short ripe marks over the black Deputy's muzzle. Smallclaw let out a furious growl, summoning up his strength he bowled the dusty tom over, and there they fought before Bristlestorm got loose and was lost in the heat of battle.
Yet while ShadowClan and ThunderClan fight, little is being done between the two other clans.
"Yours!? This area is the Earths! And it should not be claimed by anyone! I will tread where I want! Eat where I want! and make dirt where I want! This is no cats land!"
'See? only a kitty-pet would say such a thing under starclan's watch, this is starclan's territory but to guard it from pieces of fox-dung like yourself, each clan owns a part to live in,' she suddenly snarled, almost changing at once from her rather kind and polite self to a more defencive cat as she spun around from her place glancing across the meadow and at Robinpaw and back to face OJ. Skypaw lunged forward, diving away from his chest at the last moment, unsleathing her claws and drawing back her lip in a snarl as she prowled around behind him, giving a wave of her tail to Robinpaw. The she-cat's lilac fur although grooms, bristling with rage as she snarled and dived forward, paw extended as she lunged for his back.
How long can this go on for? How long can the forest last like this?
Leafpaw smiled, nodding. The tabby apprentice bounded down off the log again and padded over to the lone tree. Leafpaw looked up it for a moment before leaping onto one of the lower branches. She leapt at the tree again, this time her claws digging into the trunk as she moved up to the next branch. Leafpaw looked back over to Cedarstar for a moment before continuing the climb, leaping from branch to branch until she reached the top. The light brown tabby she-cat looked down at the ground for a moment before looking around. She gave a purr as she spotted the berries in a rolled up leaf, sitting on a branch. Leafpaw bounded slowly over, grabbing the berries in her mouth before turning and slowly making her way back down the tree. Leafpaw landed softly on the ground, her bright green eyes glowing with pride as she bounded slowly back over to Cedarstar, shaking slightly from the climb. She bounded onto the fallen log again and dropped the berries at her mentor's paws. 'Are These The Surprise?' she asked softly, purring gently.
The Quiet before the storm. Is everyone ready?
You Wish.
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