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Post by starclan on Jul 16, 2020 9:52:04 GMT -6
In the dark of the night, a dream comes.
*:・゚✧*:・゚✧
It is dark, and the air is cold.
The ground is barren, and in the distance the wails of cats echo.
The sun is black, a ring of fire all that remains.
Stepping forward, a small tortoiseshell she-cat with a blaze of white on her chest. It’s Mosspelt, the previous medicine cat, and she greets Timberlake with a strained but affectionate purr. Her old apprentice has made her proud, and for many moons watching over him had brought her great joy. Now, however, she is forced to grow grim, swallowing before parting her jaw to speak with a voice of thousands, the murmur at once soft and deafening.
“Darkness is coming and ruin will follow.
All four clans will face destruction.
But this does not need mean our doom.
Four paws will lead the way to our salvation.”
She meets Timberlake’s gaze, hoping he can feel her love for him through it. Then she closes her eyes and fades. Soon there is only darkness once again.
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we're not running when the world's on fire, we'll be dancing in the smoke
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Post by mintnose on Aug 22, 2020 14:40:59 GMT -6
Darkness is coming and ruin will follow. All four clans will face destruction. But this does not need mean our doom. Four paws will lead the way to our salvation.
The words lingered in Mintnose’s mind long after he stirred from his slumber. They crept their way back to the forefront of his mind no matter what he tried to focus on. As the sunhigh rays penetrated down into the camp, it was all he could think about as he sat next to his stores, staring into space.
Ruin from darkness? Four paws? It was a confusing and unclear mess that twisted and churned in the medicine cat’s mind. Yet, it was that exact reason why he’d chosen to stay in his den, tuned out to the world around him as he tried to make sense of it.
What did darkness mean? Was it in the form of a cat? Or something else? And who was it that was meant to lead them to salvation? None of it made sense. The gray tom’s brow furrowed as he stood. He couldn’t bring it up. Not till he had the answers for Eaglestar’s questions.
Turning around, the sudden presence of another cat had Mintnose jolting backward with a squeak, immediately knocking a few of his carefully organised piles to the site. “Dairefire! StarClan! I’m so sorry! I didn’t hear you come in!”
The tom’s heart thudded in his chest as he stepped forward, barely sparing more than a glance back toward his herbs. “Is something wrong?”
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Post by ❝ darkfire ❞ on Aug 22, 2020 22:08:50 GMT -6
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[attr="class","hiraeth"]彼らは私が選ばれた人だと言う | [attr="class","achee"] [attr="class","castleonthehill"] ❝ it was strange really. he didn't really mean to go into the medicine cat den. he'd been really thinking about swankit's plite. a singer? how could that really help the clan? what would happen should she get attacked if she wasn't trained to become a warrior? he would have to think about this a little bit longer. maybe talk to Eaglestar about it and see what he thought. but when he looked up from his thoughts he realized he was in the mintnose's den. a look of confusion crossed his face as he looked around, but when mintnose spun around and jumped, darkfire jumped too, eyes scanning the den wildly, making sure there was no danger. but then mintnose said his name and darkfire realized that something must be going on in the medicine cat's head for him to be so jumpy. darkfire tilted his head and looked at mintnose with a curious expression. "yes? why are you acting-" then something hit him and his eyes widened just a little bit. "wait... you always act weird when you've spoken with starclan. what did they say?" he asked nearly getting into mintnose's face, intentive curiosity written all over his face. |
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