Sheera of the Sunset
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Post by Sheera of the Sunset on Dec 28, 2007 10:52:50 GMT -8
One dark and stormy night a kit could be seen wandering through darkness. Suddenly, the scent of a strange cat reached the Clan kit's nose. A tom appeared out of the shadows. She stumbled back in alarm- He was covered in blood and ripped, his fur matted and his eyes filled with horror as they saw death approaching. He let out a low weasing sound. "Leave..." He rasped, his voice just a little more than a whisper. "HawkClan...attack...get out..." He weased, blood oozing out from between his teeth, running like tiny rivers. "Now!" He gasped. The kit could see the light leave his eyes as he crumpled to the ground and StarClan toook claim on his soul. The kits eyes were the size of moons as she turned and pelted back to her Clan, fur on end in fear. Now as all of the Clans have heard of the she-kit's night in the forest, they know they must choose two cats from each Clan. These cats must leave to find the Clans new territory. But the Clans don't know that one cat will turn against them. So another cat will have to take his/her place,and maybe even die for the clans,for fighting HawkClan's leader.Will this noble cat live or die? We have just recently put fourth work to this site and are quickly succeding! We have a fine staff that like to role play just like you! We have fun role playing! We welcome new members! It doesn't matter if you are beginner or intermediate! We welcome all! ***Please read rules before roleplay.***
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