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Post by Lexie on Sept 23, 2011 18:51:12 GMT -5
Morningstar paced the edge of Starclan, looking down to the clans. This is terrible. How could all the clans be breaking out in such chaos. Beachclan and Frostclan had no prey and were about to fight over territory, Aquaclan has flooded completely, and Rainclan has barely any warriors. "What is going on," she murmured to herself. Her starry pelt bristled as the Starclan breeze tugged her fur. "How could this be happening." She said it slightly under her breath. The clans were all weak and not prepared for a battle. Burntstar was going to take over and there was nothing Starclan could do. Medicine cats have no supplies, cats are joining them rapidly as she speaks. There was no chance in her or any Starclan cat to go help the poor cats of the clans below.
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Post by Redcloud on Sept 26, 2011 6:36:22 GMT -5
Frostbreath eyed the world below, eyes lonely and sad, fear lacing deep in his heart. This was horrible. Chaos and strife everywhere, as if madness had gripped the world below, sending nature askew. He closed his eyes, looking behind him, eyeing the expanse of inky blackness many leagues away, wondering if that lunatic rogue had anything to do with this. But he shook his head, knowing one dead cat could not cause all of this damage, despite their madness and determination. He turned his attention from the struggling clans to Burntstar's ever growing army, narrowing his eyes, lips curling in disgust. Deceiver. That was all Burntstar was. A deceiver, dragging cats into his point of view, no matter how wrong it was.
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Post by Lexie on Sept 27, 2011 14:52:38 GMT -5
"Do you have any ideas?" Morningstar said dryly. This event was not going to be easy to fix and it will take a lot of Starclan's power to get the Clans back in line. Her fur ruffled. "We cannot let the Land With No Star's and it's followers take over that easily. We must have some idea." She grunted. She had no hope or happiness left. She knew this was it.
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Post by Redcloud on Oct 27, 2011 1:15:00 GMT -5
Frostbreath sighed, looking to Morningstar with sad eyes. He could see no plausible chance at victory, not with clans so scattered, so divided. "I...if we are to win this coming battle, we may need to look beyond the clans," he said, lifting his eyes, eyeing the expanse of stars that stretched beyond his sight, knowing not all was under their jurisdiction. "We must seek aid." His voice had risen at that, standing, eyeing the horizon with new found determination. "There has to be someone...something out there willing to aid us....somewhere."
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Post by Lexie on Nov 19, 2011 10:13:46 GMT -5
Morningstar lifted her ears. She remember the nursery stories about ancient clans: Thunderclan, Windclan, Shadowclan, and Riverclan getting aid from a wise badger. But who really knows if it was real. "Hmm. I bet it could work. But who...." Her voice trailed off as she spoke. She shifted her paws around the grassy floor. "The clans are so weak though. They'll also so small." The calico cat looked up to the sky higher than even her. She thought hard, every thought being scanned. "What if they combine into one, just until we defeat the Dark Forest?" She meowed. She was unsure. Nothing could really make this any worse.
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Post by Redcloud on Nov 19, 2011 19:12:58 GMT -5
Frostbreath turned to her, blinking at her suggestion, looking back down at the scattered cats below. "Yes...yes I believe that could work...but even then, that victory would be hard won..." he said, sighing as he flopped back down onto his haunches, old face wrinkled with worry. "Convincing the leaders to band together would be a challenge in itself, even with the wisdom of Starclan behind the decision....but we shall try it." He stood again, keeping his eyes on the clans. "The clans must see reason."
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