So I had a science project to do. And I had to make a blog. Which made me visit my profile. I missed everyone and.....you know what. As far as I'm concerned. I never left. I feel loved here and I love LightningClan, it doesn't matter. Ppl who haved joined I'm adding you and I'm continuing LightningClan. I got sum friends who will hook me up with a cool new background and everything;)
Wildpaw collapsed. She couldn't run, walk, or even crawl, she was so exhausted. The moon hung in the sky with an eerie glow, everything cast in a glowing yellow. Her breathing soon slowed to a deep slumber as lithe shapes detached themselves from the night.
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Lilypaw's eyes widened with disbelief. Feelings slashed through her like an enemy's claws. Her father, leader of DarkClan? Mother....Gazestar?!?...Why were they dumped in a fox's hole as kittens......why....why why......Sunpaw seemed to be taking it in evenly. As Shadowstar's eyes bored into their mother's starry ones, she backed away.
"It's not true, right?" she asked in a strangled voice. Two pairs of eyes swimming with memories of sneaking around and hurt turned on the light brown apprentice. Lilypaw shook her head, in denial. A tail-tip rested on her shoulder, but she didn't stop shuddering out of anger.
"No...no...no....noooo..."she moaned, closing her eyes and turning her face to the moon. No mother would do this. No father. No father WORTHY.
"I can explain," came the voice of her mother, her leader, the cat she had wanted to be like. The voice of betrayal. The shatterer of truth and love and everything good. It was all now at fault because of the words she had uttered. But speaking the words I can explain made it all the worse.
"Wildpaw and I have nothing to say to either of you," Lilypaw said, face still turned to the sky. She opened her eyes slowly now, her movements slow and dramatic, tensely. She turned coldly away from her mother, not even looking her in the eye, just a cut glance. She wasn't worth it.
"Either of us?" came the disbelieving words from her mother. "He left as soon as he saw what it had done to you. I did it to protect you. Understand tha...?" Gazestar never finished as two thirds of her heart left her alone in the forest.
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Leopardshadow's dreams remained haunted with her kits' faces. Jaykit. Wolfkit. Cedarkit. Skykit. They were so beautiful. Yet something so gentle could have the power to destroy. Why was she so tender to the connection of their future? Or was she just connected to the Clan's future in all.....The same thoughts racing through her head, the same reassuring mews from her mate. The same meals day after day, the same sun warming her fur, yet every decision made out for a different turn to the future. The jay will nest in the cedar then take to the sky and perch upon the wolf.
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His black muscles rippled as he slipped back into camp. Everything. It had been a fling. A fling from the past. It was a fling. Right back into his face. He had loved her. He had. He really, really, had loved that beautiful blue-gray she-cat with his entire being. Every part of him had tingled with her scent, her feelings. And she had returned every feeling and more. Three beautiful shining kits. Just as beautiful as her. And they despised him. For what she had done. He remember what she had whispered to him under the stars that reflected in her eyes. "What's mine is yours." The sparkle in her eyes at those words.
"Oh, really? Give me an example."
"My heart."
The memory blurred, screeching to a painful halt. It was in the past. It was all in the past. He was the leader of a Clan, who feared and obeyed him.
"What's happened?" Bloodpool had melted from the darkness besides him, licking a paw nonchalantly.
"They know."
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"What in StarClan's name happened to you?!" Moonleaf asked for the hundredth time as Tornadostar led her under her makeshift den.
"I'll get to that, Moonleaf," she said impatiently. "First, I need to know how you found me." Moonleaf stopped in mid-groom, her blue eyes meeting her former leader's silvery ones.
"Fine," she grumbled settling to face Tornadostar, twigs and leaves snagging in the fur she had just groomed.
"After Shinestream came back, and you didn't....havoc broke loose. It took almost a moon of StarClan themselves begging Gazestar to get her nine lives." She paused as she estimated Tornadostar's reaction. "We had to move on. After a Clan loses its leader, it's like loosing a kit. Every single cat never lost hoped. Some are still, like Lightningbolt. He went crazy tearing up LightningClan territory for you." Tornadostar listened to her Clanmate's tale of their search for her, their worry, care, and honor when they had to accept she was probably gone...
"How is he now...?" Her voice wondered off, like it was running from the answer. Moonleaf seem to understand.
"He will never move on. He doesn't have another mate. Leopardshadow found herself a nice one while the Clan had some....lucky her." A sharp look hushed Moonleaf up. "Now what about you?"
"I don't remember much, Moonleaf. Shinestream and I...had just figured out a prophecy and---"
"Wait, what prophecy?!" exclaimed Moonleaf, eyes widened in interest.
"The darkness is coming, to overwhelm the light, but the star shines brighter, but the wind will run and save the wild. Berry and hazel will come together while the leaf composes its own song. The spotted lily will see what is to come. The darkness was, no is, DarkClan. LightningClan is obviously the light. But Stargaze shines brighter as you see now...." Tornadostar's eyes brightened at the mention of her old deputy. "She would always be the light of LightningClan. The wind is Windrunner and the wild is Wildpaw. Berrysplash and Hazelcloud both are always so moony so they came together to talk. I noticed before I disappeared. Leafkit, I don't know what became of her. Songkit is an apprentice. Seeing they were littermates, Songkit composed her own silent vigil I remember. And Spottedpaw and Lilypaw had shared that dream. It all fits, everything, Moonleaf...." Tornadostar said. Moonleaf grunted in acknowledgement, deep in thought as she groomed the remaining debris out of her pelt. Something in Tornadostar's mind clicked just then. "Moonleaf. Leaf....Moonleaf."
"That's my name! Don't wear it out," she responded in good humor. Tornadostar impatiently siezed her attention again.
"Moonleaf! It's you in the prophecy. The leaf." Tornadostar looked at her in recognization. Moonleaf looked horrified.
"I can't be! You're crazy from hunger and thirst. Let's get you back to the Clan. We've rested long enough. Let's go, Tornadostar." Moonleaf offered the she-cat her shoulder for support, but she shook her head. Shifting her body, she revealed a pool of blood. A long ragged belly wound prove the source.
"A dark form knocked into me. I didn't open my eyes until the next day. Light streaming in..... I came to my senses. I didn't remember being with Shinestream at all. Nothing, Moonleaf. I forgot my Clan, my name. Then a cat came in and knocked me to my paws. Told me that Shadowstar wanted to see me. He said they thought another cat they wanted would come rescue me, but they never got what they wanted. She didn't know where to look. She didn't try and thank StarClan she didn't." Moonleaf tensed, pausing as she learned this new information.
"Who's she?"
"Gazestar. They wanted her. The black tom did. With the yellow eyes. That's all I remember." With that, Tornadostar took one last breath, her body shuddering and lay still.
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Lightningbolt's POV
He only thought of her. Nothing else consumed his thoughts. Only if she was safe. Alive. Well. Fed. He loved her and now she was gone. He had only had her to himself for only a little bit....thenShinestream yelling, Gazestar shouting orders. Everyone yelling "Where is she?!". He had played a dutiful warrior searching like a normal warrior would. Deep inside...it meant so much more. Lightningbolt needed her to breath and it hurt to breath with no air. The wind teased him, carrying her scent. Maybe it was his imagination. How he always saw a beautiful, well black, she-cat pad back into camp one day gone on a long journey commanded by StarClan. But it wasn't like that. He needed her. But maybe where she was, she didn't need him. So he would stay where he was needed, and let the pain set in until she came back to ease it, whether in his dreams or reality, Lightningbolt would never guess.
