OOC: Okay i shall start working on the Starclan kitties XD
A pair of dark amber eyes starred down through a pool of sparkling water. In the water images moved about and talked to one another with smiling faces and bright eyes. "So its happened hasnt it?" a voice whispered beside the amber eyed figure. "Seems so... I thought you said they were supposed to die going through the mountains on their way to the Sun-drown place." The amber eyed figure replied. "That is what this pool showed us. It has never been wrong before Silentstar." The companion replied. The amber eyed figure, Silentstar turned toward the other cat. "Yes, but it has changed its mind before. We condemed these cats to death because thats all we saw in their future. How are we goign to explain it to them if we go to them and tell them 'Oops! Guess we were wrong. You werent going to die after all.' What would they do Redfoot?" Silentstar's amber eyes glared out past jet black fur. His companion, a dark ginger tom with darker ginger stripes turned sharp green eyes back to him. "I think they would demand to make their own clan, just like they are planning now!" The gigner tom was losing patience. "This happened before, but you and i both know that Starclan did what was best by making them leave. We never planned on what to do if they somehow managed to survive." Silentstar bristled at the tom's words, "We couldnt help it at that time! This disease is to similiar to the way it was last time. The infected ones all died and almost took half their clans with them! What did you want us to do? You were a medicine cat, we couldnt have done it any other way. We did not have the answers and niether did you." Redfoot's pelt bristled in anger at the former leader. "I was close to figuring it out. If Starclan had paid more attention to making sure my fate didnt end up the way it did perhaps these cats would still be able to live under our watch!" Redfoot knew Starclan no longer cared for the abandoned warriors. They had had to throw away any emotional connection to them. "I know there is a cure, i will find one. Just you wait and watch. I am going to find Duststep. I know he would like to have a word with all of you but i dont think he will even spare any of you the time." With that the ginger tom stormed away to where the skies were no longer protected under the watchful eyes of Starclan. No, these skies were under the wrathful glare of lost souls. Ones that had been abandoned just like the cats below. Redfoot had to help these forgotten cats. It was like a huge guilt in his mind that he had not foudn a cure for them before. He had to help the new cats that shared their fate. The cure would not be found right away but he had to try. First he needed the help of cats that would serve as Hopeclan's ancestors, they werent directly blood related but having shared the same fate, they were as close to ancestors as needed to be argued. Redfoot would find them and go speak with Hopeclan's new medicine cat.
OOC; Forgiven me for making the starclan kitties look through a pool to see us but if you think about it, it would be like they were walking on glass to be able to see the world otherwise. ^^" She always describes the place as if it had solid ground anyway.
Frostbreeze looked over at Graystreak he had a point there she wondered when and if they would get a sighn from starclan about where to go to speak with them. She looked over at Blossomheart. She could hear her asking to become a medicine cat apprentice. Frostbreeze woulden't be able to take the life of a medicine cat she liked to be out fighting among her clanmates, leading patrols and hunting. She woulden't be able to remember all the herbs anyways.
"Blossomheart, for now, I need all the warriors I can get. Once we are settled down, ask me again." Willowsong politely turned down the request to be a medicine cat. She needed all the warriors she could get for now. How else were they to survive?
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"If he dies, then it will be God's will."
"If that was meant to be comforting, it was not."
"Everyone dies eventually. Once you are born, you begin to die."
"That was not comforting either!"
"It is the way of the Creed. Usually our deaths are violent but quick."
Getting up and stretching Graystreak looked toward Willowsong. "Well since we're done here, I think Ill go check out the territory a little more." Turning around he walked past the other cats and into the trees again. If they were going to live here he would have to know what are the best places to get prey and herbs for Lunardream.
Lunardream sat silently, flicking her tail-tip back and forth as she listened to Willowsong turn down Blossomheart's request. She would like to have an apprentice, it was true...but she knew the leader was right, they needed as many warriors as possible. When they found more loners who might join their Clan...or when some of these cats started having kits...maybe then she would have an apprentice.
Ghostfur smiled. HopeClan was striving.. for now. He walked over to Lunardream. "Congratulations.." he muttered. "For you know.. becoming a medicine cat." He blushed, then walked away into the forest. Lunardream, HopeClan's first medicine cat. Ghostfur sighed. Everyone has something special.. but I'm just a plain old warrior.At least I was in the first generation of this clan.. Ghostfur was so lost in thought that he nearly ran into a tree. He blushed, even though no one - or most likely no one - saw him.
Lunardream watched Ghostfur walk away; his gray pelt disappeared into the trees out of the corner of her eye. She sighed without making a sound; only her shoulders moved up and down. She knew what he was probably thinking...he felt a bit worthless. She would hazard a guess that no one had expected her to become medicine cat. But...she also had a small idea that maybe he was upset that she was medicine cat. Just the day before, he had confessed that he liked her...and now, they would never be together, even if Lunardream ended up returning the feeling. It would be against the warrior code...but a thought nagged at her, making her contemplate. But we're our own Clan now...do we have our own warrior code?
Ghostfur sat down on the dirt covered ground, pawwing it without paying attention at how dirty his pelt was getting. All he really wanted to do was get out of clan and think. Think about all the possibilities, the flaws, about their new clan... everything. He started daydreaming, staring up at the pretty clouds floating in the air. They didn't have troubles in life... they aren't actually alive. He sighed.
Frostbreeze hurried after Graystreak She wanted to come with him. She could see him ahead of her "Hey Graystreak wait up!" she meowed starting to run torwards the tom. She was soon at his side. "Mind if I come with?" she asked. She waited for him to reply to her question. She Looked around to see forest covering them. She felt a little closed in but she just shook it off.