A devastating earthquake has struck the valley, rendering it to an almost completely unrecognizable state.
Though the Clans were warned of the impending disaster and most escaped to the shelter of the mountains, many cats will die.
Please see our Cull List for the full list of those that have died during the disaster!
As the Clans struggle through this catastrophic event, the lines between each of them will be blurred, for the time has come for them to join together, and they will not emerge as the same Clans they once were.
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Happy New Year! After the tumultuous year 2020 brought us, staff have decided to extend the December hiatus into January!
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** Special Note: Another predator will be spotted in the valley in the coming days. Keep an eye out for the next batch of the Tooth & Claw event!
Blackwolf's muzzle was crinkled into a permanent snarl, the combination of a possum tail and two squirrel tails clamped tightly between his jaws tickled the roof of his mouth, the unpleasant sensation the cause for his less-than-friendly appearance. Dropping this morning's kill onto the pile, Blackwolf shook out his pelt, obsidian fur rippling, his coat as healthy and shiny as ever. StarClan, what's the matter with everybody? "HEY!" He called out loudly, catching the attention of several Clanmates going about their lives, Blackwolf finding the quietness unsettling. Happy Clans weren't this quiet. "What in the name of Raggedstar - May he rest in peace - is the matter with everybody? Did somebody die when I wasn't looking?" The black warrior's tail swayed to and fro like a dancing cobra, conveying his apparent irritation with the silence.
Some cats rolled their eyes, some chuckled, but he didn't quite get the response he was looking for. "Eh whatever," he trailed off, rolling both mismatched eyes. Buncha soft-hearted loons. This Clan's been long overdo for a battle...maybe I should bring it up with Ravenstar? Or go bug the Medicine Cat to get a sign from StarClan or something... Blackwolf rolled a rough pink tongue over the roof of his mouth, running a paw pad against his tongue to get rid of any excess squirrel fur.
Really though. NightClan was way overdo for excitement. ......Forest conquest, anyone?
Last Edit: Oct 16, 2012 18:03:38 GMT -5 by Fawntastic
"Get your tail back here Shadekit!" A queen called after the grey and white tom-cat who in a fit of disobedience wandered away from the queen who was watching him while his mother went out to stretch her legs. He was being defiant which caused a problem, but at the moment he didn't give a rat's tail. She wasn't his real mom all she was there for wast to make sure he didn't go outside of the camp, which Shadekit didn't have anything like that in mind.
His adventures revolved around his older brother Blackwolf and thus when he heard his older sibling calling out to the cats within the camp, he jumped out of his nest and ventured outside. There angrily pouting was his sibling, quickly Shadekit covered the distance from the nursery to his brother.
With a yowl Shadekit jumped from the ground onto his brother, careful to keep his claws out of his brother fur as he landed. "I win!" He boasted, moving to where his head right beside his brother's and smile sideways and happily. "Hi big brother" Shadekit purred happily, playfully nuzzling his brother's cheek.
I can't give everything away I won't give everything away
Word Count:-- Note picture the whole lion king scene with simba on mufasa
What had been a growl of surprise quickly turned into a playful growl full of unmistakable warmth, Blackwolf's mismatched eyes gleaming in a different way then they usually did - no underlying ill intent or potential mockery here. "Hey Shadekit, how's it been? Look, I brought you a possum, this thing's bigger'n you!" Blackwolf purred with delight as he nudged the dead piece of prey with his front paw, feeling his little brother cling to his broad shoulders.
He should've guessed when he'd heard the queen calling that his brother would come bounding out of the nursery for a bit of brotherly bonding time. It was hard for Blackwolf to believe sometimes that just five moons ago, he'd been an only child! And then Shadekit and Harekit had come tumbling into his life and very nearly flipped it upside down. He hadn't known what to do at first, with two such soft, delicate little bundles of fur, and for the first few moons, he didn't have to do anything at all - just watch them grow up, silently looking out for them.
It was the first time he'd ever seen Hawkscreech look so proud. Heh. I wonder what that old coot's up to these days. mused Blackwolf darkly, feeling a small bubble of resentment burst inside his chest - his tail lashed angrily for a second or two, before he remembered Shadekit's presence. He didn't wanna come off as too hateful of their father when Shadekit was right here.
Last Edit: Oct 16, 2012 18:04:08 GMT -5 by Fawntastic
Careful to climb off his brother, Shadekit purred happily and cheerfully nipped at his shoulder, careful not to really hurt him. Shadekit had always been an more aggressive cat when it came to showing affection, giving love bites versus loving licks. His sister was never to thrilled but Blackwolf never seemed to care and didn't tell his brother to place nice either.
When Blackwolf presented Shadekit with the large possum his belly rumbled as he came around quickly to look down at the meal. He knew that no way in StarClan would he be able to eat it all. Instead he used a claw and cut carefully into the meal nearly cutting it in half. "Brother, will you eat one half?" Shadekit asked before diving into the smaller half, nearly devouring it all. He was surprised on just how hungry he was but by the time he nearly finished his half, his belly almost groaned will fullness. "When I'm an appretince will you show me NightClan? And take me battle training? " Shadekit asked casually, now taking smaller more control bites of his half of the meal.
I can't give everything away I won't give everything away
The jet-black warrior licked his lips free of any possum remnants, chuckling low in his throat at his brother's warm, hopeful words. Blackwolf playfully cuffed him around the ears, growling affectionately; "What kinda brother would I be if I didn't show you NightClan territory? I'll teach you a few moves, too - give your mentor a big ol' surprise for me, eh?" Having successfully hunted for the Clan earlier, Blackwolf felt no remorse over finishing off his own half of the possum.
Shadekit never failed to bring out a softer, more understanding side of Blackwolf. Though it wasn't quite to the level where Shadekit could do no wrong, Blackwolf was obviously a thousand times more lenient with his younger siblings then he ever would be with anyone else. Washing his face by running a damp paw over his muzzle briskly, Blackwolf then went into a mock-battle stance, bi-color eyes gleaming. "So have you been practicing how to properly size up your opponent, Shadekit? Just like how I taught you." Mewed the warrior, not caring if anyone watched, as he provoked his brother into a quick little playfight.
Last Edit: Oct 16, 2012 18:04:50 GMT -5 by Fawntastic
Shadekit admired his brother for everything he did, all the battles he has been in, all the amazing hunts he talked about. He even admired how strict to his fellow warriors. Now Shadekit understood where he was coming from, after all their father pounded it into them on how to be perfect warriors. Shadekit from an early start knew his place, using his older brother as an example.
Now as his brother agreed to show him NightClan, it seemed all his worries went away, now as his brother brought up battle moves, Shadekit jumped to his paws and shook the little dust they clung to his white belly. "Oh I practice everyday with a leaf that mama brings back to me. Now it's not the same but I know how to slash and kick real good. Plus papa said I'm doing much more good and I am real quick" Shadekit boasted about himself, taking a few steps away form his brother.
Effortlessly he reared up onto his hind-legs, a growl leaving his lips as he pretended to attack an unseen foe. At first he slash and used both claws to 'attack' the air before him, he was agile and quick enough to spin around and kick with his hind-legs, doing his best to show his brother all that he had learned. Now in comparison to other apprentices Shadekit was well on his way, showing the skill of a apprentice in his 2nd or third moon of training. However without a proper body to practice on, Shadekit still hadn't learned how to size up an aggressor not to mention he hadn't learned now to account for a cat's size and weight when attacking, a skill he would have to wait and learn.
I can't give everything away I won't give everything away
The sleek black tom's mismatched eyes lit up as Shadekit darted forward and displayed a surprisingly adept bout of fighting. Even if it was an invisible enemy, for a kit with no formal training, Blackwolf was pleased to see that his little brother was showing a lot of promise. "Well that ol' bone bag is right about one thing, you are pretty quick." Blackwolf cuffed the kitten affectionately around the ears, letting out a playful low, baritone growl as he pressed his nose to Shadekit's neck. "You're gonna be a great warrior, Shadekit, and then the real fun starts. You'd better prepare yourself, little brother, because once you're an apprentice I'm gonna stop going easy on you!"
Though his words were growled out as a warning, it was obvious from the light in Blackwolf's eyes that he wasn't entirely serious; not until Shadekit was a fully fledged warrior would he stop holding back, and even then it would take some coaxing. For some reason, a vision of Pinepaw saying almost the exact same words flitted across Blackwolf's mind. Freakin' weird. He hadn't thought about Pinepaw in at least 3 or 4 moons... So why now? Shaking himself of any unpleasant feelings starting to rise up from the pit of Blackwolf's stomach, the warrior proceeded to bury the rabbit carcass they'd just eaten, burying it away from the nursery and in a secluded part of camp no one was likely to go to. Trotting back with an easy, lazy gait, Blackwolf sat back down by Shadekit. "So how's that ol' sack of bones doing? Still badmouthing me behind my back, or what?" mewed Blackwolf, changing the subject to his estranged father.
Last Edit: Oct 16, 2012 18:05:23 GMT -5 by Fawntastic
Shadekit took the praise from his older brother with his head held high and his chest puffed out. He stroked his own ego by carefully grooming his shoulder and chest fur, trying to groom himself even if his mother already have not that long ago. Shadekit always looked his best even if he had a tumble with Harekit or tried to tumble with Blackwolf, a respectful warrior was a groomed warrior and with their shared father, respect was every warrior's goal.
"I don't know why you and dad hate each other" Shadekit spoke aloud moving to sit across from his older sibling with a pouty face. He hated seeing his brother and father fight so much, sure they didn't like each other but it didn't mean they had to call each other names all the time.
It upset Shadkit a lot and always put him in a cross mood with the mere mention of it, however he was trying to stay upbeat and positive with the rare moment he shared with his brother."He hasn't talked about you, he doesn't come around much." Which was a white lie, he came around a lot but sometimes he ushered their mother our of the nursery to have words with her, Shadekit did his best not to listen to them talk and normally left the nursery.
I can't give everything away I won't give everything away
Because he's a reeking pile of foxdung, that's why. Though the answer he wanted to give was sitting on the tip of his tongue like a raindrop ready to tumble from a storm cloud, Blackwolf held it in. "We're too similar, so we clash a lot." mewed Blackwolf in his attempt at explaining his sour relationship with Hawkscreech. "It's kinda like if there were two of me. We'd argue with each other even more than me'n'Hawkscreech, since we both like to be the ones in charge." Hoping that made sense, the obsidian warrior's thoughts traveled to his cantankerous father, trying to recall a time when he'd ever been nice to him.
Well, Hawkscreech hadn't treated him poorly when he was a kit, he'd pretty much left him to his own devices. But then something changed, when Blackwolf had become an apprentice, that made Hawkscreech just seem to hate him so much... He'd asked their mother about it, but she'd played it off like tough love. Tough love my tail. Thought Blackwolf with absolute bitterness. He could see something gleaming in his father's eyes every time they looked at each other - it was almost like loathing, not the look of a father who was too proud and too awkward to properly compliment his offspring.
Eager to change the subject, Blackwolf nudged Shadekit with his nose. "So you've been practicing mostly with leaves, right? Well let's try something bigger." Getting up and walking to the edge of the camp, Blackwolf followed his nose, latching on to a particular scent - it was the first thing that came to mind when he thought of his home, so more often than not he tended to ignore it, already so used to it. But this time - ah ha! Found one! Pulling a pine cone out of a clump of bushes, carrying it back to drop it at Shadekit's little paws. "Ready to give that a go?" enticed Blackwolf, mismatched eyes full of encouragement.
Last Edit: Oct 16, 2012 18:15:24 GMT -5 by Fawntastic
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 402px; background-color: #121212; border-radius: 30 30 30 30px;] [STYLE=width: 360px; margin: 20 21 0 21px; height: 140px; border-radius: 30 30 0 0px; background-color: #303030; border-left: 2px solid #330000;][STYLE=width: 100px; height: 100px; border-radius: 30 0 0 0px; border: 10px solid #000000; margin: 10 10 10 10px; background-image: url(http://i47.tinypic.com/n4w3dl.jpg); float: left;] [/style] [STYLE= width: 215px; float: right; margin: 35px 5px 10px 0px; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 24px; line-height: 90%; text-align: justify; color: #8B8989; text-shadow: #330000 -3px -4px 2px;]I'm play SOILDER! you are playing KING![/style][/style][STYLE= width: 344px; margin: 15px 21 0 21px; background-color: #303030; padding: 7 7 6 9px; border-left: 2px solid #330000; font-family: Verdana; color: #8B8989; font-size: 11px; text-align: justify;] Shadekit fallowed his brother with his eyes as the warrior headed toward the outskirts of camp, returning to place a pine cone at his paws. At first Shadekit was puzzled and looke from the pine cone to his brother then back again, repeating about four times. He was entirely unsure of what his brother wanted of him, better yet he was unsure of himself. What if he made a fool of himself in front of his brother! He'd surely never live it down, not to mention feel like a total idiot for the rest of his life.
Shadekit stuided the pine cone for a moment, trying to size up the seed before thinking of the past way to approach things. Surely a frontal attack would be better, after all a warrior pride himself on being up front and personal when attacking enemies, thay way he would think twice about messing with you again.
Shadekit gave one more look to his brother before stepping back and lunging full force into the pinecone. Careful to not roll into his brother, Shadekit focused on actual rolling around in the dirt, but always keeping the pine cone below him. After a good little play battle he pushed the pine cone away and stood up proudly.
"Dad always said that a good warrior uses his size to his advantage." Shadekit said proudly, boasting about their shared sire but he dropped his ears a little, knowing his brother didn't like it. If any cat were to look upon his scene, it would surely be a sight. Young kits already battle training, what do you expect from a father bent on taking over the forets? [/style] [STYLE=width: 350px; margin: 15 21 20 21px; background-color: #303030; color: #8B8989; border-radius: 0 0 30 30px; padding: 5 4 10 6px; border-left: 2px solid #330000; text-align: center; height: 25px; overflow: auto;]† Tags † Words † Thoughts † [/style]
Blackwolf purred approvingly, the sight of his kin attacking the pinecone warming the pits of his arrogant, bigoted black heart, not even mention of their father could throw off his mood. "Very good, and that ol' crowchaser is right. When you're bigger than you're opponent, you have the advantage of size, though smaller opponents may be faster than you are, so you have to stay smart." He wasn't truly trying to lecture Shadekit like he would an apprentice, just give his little brother a little something to think about when he wasn't curled up next to their mother and sister, or sharing tongues with Hawkscreech.
"What do you do when you're the smaller warrior instead of the bigger one?" mewed Blackwolf, settling down onto the grass in front of Shadekit, hooking the pinecone with a lazy, lethal claw and tugging it over. He was surprised his brother hadn't broken it. Though the apprentice ceremony was still a few moons away - and Blackwolf was regretfully still mentoring Clawpaw, not that he regretted getting her, just the timing - Shadekit was already showing signs of getting bigger.
OOC: ^^; sorry for the shortness!
Last Edit: Oct 21, 2012 12:47:07 GMT -5 by Fawntastic
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 402px; background-color: #121212; border-radius: 30 30 30 30px;] [STYLE=width: 360px; margin: 20 21 0 21px; height: 140px; border-radius: 30 30 0 0px; background-color: #303030; border-left: 2px solid #330000;][STYLE=width: 100px; height: 100px; border-radius: 30 0 0 0px; border: 10px solid #000000; margin: 10 10 10 10px; background-image: url(http://i47.tinypic.com/n4w3dl.jpg); float: left;] [/style] [STYLE= width: 215px; float: right; margin: 35px 5px 10px 0px; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 24px; line-height: 90%; text-align: justify; color: #8B8989; text-shadow: #330000 -3px -4px 2px;]I'm play SOILDER! you are playing KING![/style][/style][STYLE= width: 344px; margin: 15px 21 0 21px; background-color: #303030; padding: 7 7 6 9px; border-left: 2px solid #330000; font-family: Verdana; color: #8B8989; font-size: 11px; text-align: justify;] It was great to spend time with his older brother, the older kit sat down, watching his brother pick at the cone before him. What would it be like to be such a strong warrior and have everyone respect you, well everyone beside their father. Shadekit's attention drifted only vaugly he didn't dare show disrecpect toward his brother no matter how itchy he was to get up and do something. The siblings shared that same mantra, keep moving, little toy soilders on the battlefield of life.
Shadekit remained sitting, watching his brother and the cone when his sibling's question echoed in his ears. "Well if I turn out to be the smaller one, I guess I'll keep'em on their toes. Always moving back and forth" Shadekit said after some time, wondering only for a moment if he was right or wrong, however he didn't feel it was bad answer, it was rare that he'd truly be small for every long, possibly only small when matched up with a older warrior. "Blackwolf, when I'm a warrior can I join your gang?" Shadekit asked with a large kittne and heart warming smile. [/style] [STYLE=width: 350px; margin: 15 21 20 21px; background-color: #303030; color: #8B8989; border-radius: 0 0 30 30px; padding: 5 4 10 6px; border-left: 2px solid #330000; text-align: center; height: 25px; overflow: auto;]† Tags † Words † Thoughts † [/style]
"Always try to leap onto their back or attack them from their blindside, it'll be harder for them to shake off a lighter, faster warrior from their back, short of rolling over." Responded the black-furred tom, his mismatched eyes focused on Shadekit with ease. Letting that information sink in, the tom fully relaxed, eyes drifting into pleased, narrowed slits, purring as he enjoyed the pleasant silence between. You've got a bright future, Shade. Make us proud - even that ol' piece of foxdung, Hawkscreech. His fondness for his brother was something that surpassed even his intense devotion to NightClan and NightClan's well-being. Suddenly, Shadekit was looking at him with ever-round kitten eyes and an earnest smile that could've melted the heart of any warrior, Shadekit's question one that made Blackwolf's ears prick forward. When I'm a warrior, can I join your gang?
The tom let out a snort, answering instantly. "No!" Stealing a glance at the kit's crestfallen face, he chuckled, showing his teeth and wrapping his tail against his body. "You can't join my gang, even when you're a warrior. You've gotta make your own, you hear me? Don't ever be a follower, be a leader, the leader of your own band of cats who respect, fear and trust you." Crooned the NightClanner, eyes aglitter. It was with pride that he was able to become an example for his younger siblings - Harekit too, he hoped would become a leader amongst her peers, not a cat who padded after the ideas of others, not having the gumption to take charge herself. Shadekit showed promise; he was already going to be a brilliant fighter, of that Blackwolf had no doubt, but he wanted to cultivate his little brother into a role of dominance and situation-appropriate aggression, the black warrior already able to picture Shadekit at the peak of his life, as strong, fearsome, and protective as they come, with a loyalty that flowed through his blood.
Giving his younger kin a nudge with his muzzle, Blackwolf couldn't help but think fondly of his own group of...odd, yet weirdly likeable individuals. Hawkbone had a tongue that could strip the bark of a tree, sure, Dogfang was stubborn, and Ratfur was a groveler, but they were proud NightClanners, and he had his suspicions that Shadekit could befriend his own group of weirdos if given time.
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 402px; background-color: #121212; border-radius: 30 30 30 30px;] [STYLE=width: 360px; margin: 20 21 0 21px; height: 140px; border-radius: 30 30 0 0px; background-color: #303030; border-left: 2px solid #330000;][STYLE=width: 100px; height: 100px; border-radius: 30 0 0 0px; border: 10px solid #000000; margin: 10 10 10 10px; background-image: url(http://i47.tinypic.com/n4w3dl.jpg); float: left;] [/style] [STYLE= width: 215px; float: right; margin: 35px 5px 10px 0px; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 24px; line-height: 90%; text-align: justify; color: #8B8989; text-shadow: #330000 -3px -4px 2px;]Father Has Spoken We are the KINGS of Promise[/style][/style][STYLE= width: 344px; margin: 15px 21 0 21px; background-color: #303030; padding: 7 7 6 9px; border-left: 2px solid #330000; font-family: Verdana; color: #8B8989; font-size: 11px; text-align: justify;] Blackwolf told him how to take down a larger stronger warrior, Shadekit nodded in understanding, harboring that lesson in his head under the list of things he learned from Blackwolf. His brother's list was fairly long compared to the things he learned from his father, as he processed his thoughts he glanced up at Blackwolf when his brother spoke again.
Shadekit maw opened in shock, stampering for words that never came he shook his head and rose to his paws, trying to tell his brother to change his mind. He wanted to be just like him, apart of his gang, but Blackwolf added some more details. Shadekit stared at at his brother slightly relaxing after his first shock, he returned to sitting down and looked at his brother. His ears flicked in understanding, he had a point why fallow a fool when you know the right path is for the better of NightClan.
"I'll do like you said big brother, I'll have my own gang." Shadekit boasted rising his head up to his proud stature. "ONe day brother I will be Shadestar" He said proudly, puffing up his chest. [/style] [STYLE=width: 350px; margin: 15 21 20 21px; background-color: #303030; color: #8B8989; border-radius: 0 0 30 30px; padding: 5 4 10 6px; border-left: 2px solid #330000; text-align: center; height: 25px; overflow: auto;]† Tags † Words † Thoughts † [/style]
Blackwolf nodded approvingly. "Good. Don't pick any weirdos or outcasts,"Like I did."But don't pick anyone dumb either. The worst kind of company is someone too stupid to understand how great this Clan is and how much better we are, as NightClanners, then the rest of the forest combined." This almost extreme patriotism Blackwolf felt was not at all spared for Shadekit's sake. If anything, the brawny black warrior looked as though he intended to mold his younger half sibling into a version that was similar to himself, with similar ideals, similar fighting methods, similar insufferable swagger. Because in Blackwolf's eyes, that was how a NightClanner shoudl behave.
In the opinions of outsiders, Blackwolf, was, interestingly enough, the quintessential NightClanner. He was pure of blood, strong of pride, independent of nature, and with an unconquerable sense of superiority. The young warrior had truly taken to heart the old ShadowClan thinking that the only cats you can trust are the ones that come from your own Clan. Knowing perfectly well that NightClan was a hard bunch to change the opinions of, let alone gain the approval of, Blackwolf was very passionate about their stubbornness. Having never disagreed with the Clan and the Clan's ideals on much, he had yet to feel the bitter sting of having an entire body of cats dislike you and your opinions. He felt safe here, he felt happy, he felt better here than he could possibly feel anywhere else.
This was his home. Shadekit was his brother. Hawkbone, Dogfang and Ratfur were his crew. That was the way he wanted things to always stay.