Cats of HawkClan! Our allie, PetalClan, is in need of more cats. Please join them and let the blogging begin!!
~Moonstar
http://brightlegspetalclan.blogspot.com/
Friday, December 31, 2010
Wednesday, December 29, 2010
Prophecies - Again
OK, since the prophecy post is getting old, here are the prophecies again:
Here are some ideas for our prophecy - you'll find a poll about it in the sidebar.
Prophecy 1: Another cat like Darksplash rises in our clan and tries to destroy it. Four cats will be called by StarClan to save us.
Prophecy 2: Twolegs are invading our forest - it's up to the four StarClan-called cats to save our clan!
Prophecy 3: Our leader has fallen ill with a mysterious sickness and it's up to the five destined cats to travel to the far away forest and find the herb that will cure her once and for all.
~Moonstar
Here are some ideas for our prophecy - you'll find a poll about it in the sidebar.
Prophecy 1: Another cat like Darksplash rises in our clan and tries to destroy it. Four cats will be called by StarClan to save us.
Prophecy 2: Twolegs are invading our forest - it's up to the four StarClan-called cats to save our clan!
Prophecy 3: Our leader has fallen ill with a mysterious sickness and it's up to the five destined cats to travel to the far away forest and find the herb that will cure her once and for all.
~Moonstar
Another Journey....
Days passed after Bluemoon had rescued Firkit from the forest, and Firkit looked much healthier after tasting the scrumptious prey that HawkClan had in store. Bluemoon had made it a routine to check on Firkit everyday, and today he found him jumping around the Nursery, pretending a ball of moss was a mouse.
“Shhh…. Firkit, be quiet or you’ll wake Brightlegs!” Bluemoon whispered.
A loud snore came from Brightlegs.
Bluemoon stared. “Well, I guess not, but I’m not taking any risks. Come outside to play, but don’t stray to far from the Nursery, OK?”
Bluemoon padded out of the den after Firkit, who was still pouncing on the battered piece of moss. Then something caught his eye.
Bluemoon padded to the camp walls and peered through the leaves. He thought he had seen a pair of turqoise eyes staring at Firkit. He waited. Then the eyes appeared and quickly disappeared, followed by a rustle of leaves. Bluemoon charged forward, into the forest.
The bronze colored she-cat stood against the base of a giant oak tree.
“What are you doing with my brother!?” She hissed.
Bluemoon was confused. “He’s your brother?”
“Yes. What are you doing with him? We had a great life living as loners out in the woods.”
“Well he’s safe in our clan now.”
The she-cat paused and thought.
“Bring me to this ‘clan’ of yours.”
“Follow me.”
Bluemoon lead the way, once in a while looking behind his back to check that she was still there. Then they reached the camp entrance.
“This is camp. We have a leader, and we have warriors that hunt for the cats of the clan and fight for the protection of our territory. You brother, here, is a kit, and when he’s 6 moons old he will become an apprentice and learn to be a warrior. It is a very safe community. Maybe you could join us!”he she-cat looked deep in thought. Then she looked up.
“I could, if it would mean that me and my brother are safe.”
“I’m sure he will be. By the way, what’s your name?”
“Aspen.”
And that is how Aspentail came to us.
“Shhh…. Firkit, be quiet or you’ll wake Brightlegs!” Bluemoon whispered.
A loud snore came from Brightlegs.
Bluemoon stared. “Well, I guess not, but I’m not taking any risks. Come outside to play, but don’t stray to far from the Nursery, OK?”
Bluemoon padded out of the den after Firkit, who was still pouncing on the battered piece of moss. Then something caught his eye.
Bluemoon padded to the camp walls and peered through the leaves. He thought he had seen a pair of turqoise eyes staring at Firkit. He waited. Then the eyes appeared and quickly disappeared, followed by a rustle of leaves. Bluemoon charged forward, into the forest.
The bronze colored she-cat stood against the base of a giant oak tree.
“What are you doing with my brother!?” She hissed.
Bluemoon was confused. “He’s your brother?”
“Yes. What are you doing with him? We had a great life living as loners out in the woods.”
“Well he’s safe in our clan now.”
The she-cat paused and thought.
“Bring me to this ‘clan’ of yours.”
“Follow me.”
Bluemoon lead the way, once in a while looking behind his back to check that she was still there. Then they reached the camp entrance.
“This is camp. We have a leader, and we have warriors that hunt for the cats of the clan and fight for the protection of our territory. You brother, here, is a kit, and when he’s 6 moons old he will become an apprentice and learn to be a warrior. It is a very safe community. Maybe you could join us!”he she-cat looked deep in thought. Then she looked up.
“I could, if it would mean that me and my brother are safe.”
“I’m sure he will be. By the way, what’s your name?”
“Aspen.”
And that is how Aspentail came to us.
Apprentices....
WE NEED MENTORS FOR APPRENTICES
Currently, only Stormpaw has a mentor, Bluemoon. WE NEED MORE. The following apprentices have no mentors:
Currently, only Stormpaw has a mentor, Bluemoon. WE NEED MORE. The following apprentices have no mentors:
- Silverpaw
- Spiritpaw
- Kestrelpaw
PLEASE, COMMENT BELOW TO START TRAINING. INSTRUCTIONS ARE IN THE TRAINING HOLLOW.
Tuesday, December 28, 2010
Our Territory!
OK, since Blogger only allows 10 pages a blog, I have created a new blog for our territory. Here it is:
http://hawkclanterritorymoonstar.blogspot.com/
Please follow and check it at least once a week!
Oh! And I'll also repost the prophecies here so that everyone can see them without having to look at older posts:
Here are some ideas for our prophecy - you'll find a poll about it in the sidebar.
Prophecy 1: Another cat like Darksplash rises in our clan and tries to destroy it. Four cats will be called by StarClan to save us.
Prophecy 2: Twolegs are invading our forest - it's up to the four StarClan-called cats to save our clan!
Prophecy 3: Our leader has fallen ill with a mysterious sickness and it's up to the five destined cats to travel to the far away forest and find the herb that will cure her once and for all.
~Moonstar
http://hawkclanterritorymoonstar.blogspot.com/
Please follow and check it at least once a week!
Oh! And I'll also repost the prophecies here so that everyone can see them without having to look at older posts:
Here are some ideas for our prophecy - you'll find a poll about it in the sidebar.
Prophecy 1: Another cat like Darksplash rises in our clan and tries to destroy it. Four cats will be called by StarClan to save us.
Prophecy 2: Twolegs are invading our forest - it's up to the four StarClan-called cats to save our clan!
Prophecy 3: Our leader has fallen ill with a mysterious sickness and it's up to the five destined cats to travel to the far away forest and find the herb that will cure her once and for all.
~Moonstar
A Journey Through the Forest...
Bluemoon's ears caught a faint, tiny mew coming from beyond where they found this new plant, blech. He started to pad towards the noise, when Darkflame called out,"Bluemoon, it's time to head back to camp!"
"I'll come back later," Bluemoon mused, "There's something I want to check out."
The chilly leaf-bare breeze ruffled his fur. He continued on towards the noise, the weak whimpers growing by each step. Soon, the source of the noise came into his vision. He shook his head. Was he dreaming?
what was a kit doing out here in the forest? Bluemoon lowered his head to the kit. The kit stared up at him with his pale green eyes. "It's okay, I'll keep you safe." Bluemoon vowed to the kit, and himself. Bluemoon whispered to the young cat: "What is your name?" The kit replied, "Fir."
he lifted the frail, abandoned kit towards camp. And Fir came to us.
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