Post by Deleted on Jun 17, 2010 21:10:07 GMT -8
The she-cat seemed to be in a hurry, for she did see something bad may come. But she didn't know when, or where, or even who is going to cause this. All she knew was there would be more deaths, blood splattered.
Not to mention, she knew she was late for mostly, everything. The gathering was long over, for they were at Highstones longer than most would be there. It was odd, and she was quiet on the whole trip back to camp.
She looked determined, and there was almost no doubt that she got her lives. Yet, how many did she receive? She didn't even know that answer. For all she knew, she might have just 2. {Tangles/Spotted, please tell me how many. haha..}
When she arrived in camp, she already sensed that there were new kits. Probably SpottedTail, but oh well. She didn't care for that. Well, she did, but right now, she had to tell the other cats that something may come.
She padded swiftly to the high rock and leaped upon the surface, her claws scraping the surface, which she mostly did that to get a lot of attention, for this was REALLY important.
She turned around, and faced the camp. She already knew that SwiftFire, BadgerStep, and MoonSpirit would be in the center of everything, which she was thankful for. Now she spoke. Now she let out the call.
"All cats old enough to catch their own prey, gather beneath the high rock for a clan meeting!"
Her voice even changed. Not by tone, but mostly by how she felt. It was filled with pride, determination, and yet, fear.
First, before what she was going to say the trouble, she would say the deputy. She knew whom, for not only did SparklePaw summed it up, but, she trusted her more than any other cat right now. Except for MoonSight.
[/center]Not to mention, she knew she was late for mostly, everything. The gathering was long over, for they were at Highstones longer than most would be there. It was odd, and she was quiet on the whole trip back to camp.
She looked determined, and there was almost no doubt that she got her lives. Yet, how many did she receive? She didn't even know that answer. For all she knew, she might have just 2. {Tangles/Spotted, please tell me how many. haha..}
When she arrived in camp, she already sensed that there were new kits. Probably SpottedTail, but oh well. She didn't care for that. Well, she did, but right now, she had to tell the other cats that something may come.
She padded swiftly to the high rock and leaped upon the surface, her claws scraping the surface, which she mostly did that to get a lot of attention, for this was REALLY important.
She turned around, and faced the camp. She already knew that SwiftFire, BadgerStep, and MoonSpirit would be in the center of everything, which she was thankful for. Now she spoke. Now she let out the call.
"All cats old enough to catch their own prey, gather beneath the high rock for a clan meeting!"
Her voice even changed. Not by tone, but mostly by how she felt. It was filled with pride, determination, and yet, fear.
First, before what she was going to say the trouble, she would say the deputy. She knew whom, for not only did SparklePaw summed it up, but, she trusted her more than any other cat right now. Except for MoonSight.
((BETTER TELL ME WARRIOR NAMES IF NEEDED AND APPRENTICE NAMES. <3))