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Nov 2, 2019 15:03:33 GMT -5
Post by spaceotterr<3 on Nov 2, 2019 15:03:33 GMT -5
Alright, so basically I’m in a creative mood. My basic idea is like a cursed litter of three, a blind cat, a heroic little she cat and a very shy but talented Tom. It kind of sounds like the power of three but it has a much different concept. They’ll be born in the forest, their mother cast out because of a vision by a medicine cat. She left and her very close friend, or father figure came with her. The kits will be born and this father figure will pass on soon after, and then the mother will go into depression and will struggle and such, but as the kits get older the curious she cat will go exploring further into the forest and find her mothers clan, the blind cat will follow but the shy kit will have to go, all while their mother is out hunting, by this time they are apprentice age and will develop more and then the clan doesn’t know who their mother is but some clan cats kind of start to catch on and others forget, then see how the plot develops, but I do plan on having the she cat manipulated into being a bad cat or she’ll get possessed in some sort of way, not fully and it will be up to her siblings to fix it and such. I’m not sure anyways.
if you made it this far thanks lol. If you want your character in the story, please just post it, and feel free to give comments and suggestions after I’m finished chapters and stuff XD the names for this story I have now are, “The fire that burns within.” “The fire that rages through the forest.” Or “Just a pebble in the river.”
first name, is like the main character or anti-hero thing cat having deep potential but being manipulated second is related to the plot by the same thing third is just cool XD
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Nov 2, 2019 15:37:51 GMT -5
Post by spaceotterr<3 on Nov 2, 2019 15:37:51 GMT -5
Cats of the story Breezywillow - The cursed mother - A beautiful long furred gray tabby she cat with strikingly beautiful green eyes.
The new mate Not introduced yet, but open to be made The cursed three
Leading she cat Lightkit- The brave, but mis-taught - A beautiful pale white she cat with gray paws and blue flame like eyes.
Blind Tom cat Crowkit- The quiet but knowing- A small blind ashy coloured Tom with foggy blue eyes.
Shy Tom cat Ashkit - the shy but talented - A handsome but small shy smokey coloured Tom with dark blue eyes and gray flecks all over with a short tail.
The grandpa Cedarwhisker - The kind but snappy - frail brown Tom car with light green eyes. Smaller roles
Medicine cat
Leader
Deputy
The disgusted father
Friendly cats
Angry cats
Friendly apprentice’s Berrypaw - Curious and the besty- Small creamy brown she cat with a bright pink nose and short tail. Angry apprentices
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Nov 2, 2019 17:25:13 GMT -5
Post by spaceotterr<3 on Nov 2, 2019 17:25:13 GMT -5
Chapter 1 “The curse” IN PLANNING
“Three will be born, the cool flames will burn the forest, leaving only ashes, and when the crow caws the light will disappear, and the darkness will take over.” The starry cat said, their eyes filled with worry. “You must get rid of what’s coming, that is all I can tell you.” They said before backing away, soon turning and bounding away.
“Wait! No Don’t go! Tell me more! I need to know more!” ??? Said. He looked down in confusion and watched as the starry scene soon faded to black. He was back in his den, and his heart was racing. “What does all this mean?” He said out loud, though to himself.
“Whaf doev all vhat vean?” A small light creamy brown she cat said, her mouth filled with leaves.
Whitefang looked up in surprise, he saw his apprentice and sighed, half relieved. “Halfpaw, I can’t understand a thing you’re saying!” he said before standing up and grabbing the leaves.
Halfpaw chuckled as the leaves were taken. “Sorry.” She chuckled softly. “But you said something and I wanted to know what ‘What does all this mean’ mean.” She meowed. “If you know what I mean.” She meowed, now looking up in confusion and trying to understand herself.
Whitefang chuckled at his apprentice. “Thank you for the raspberry leaves, as well as some chervil, it’s hard to harvest them without tearing them and you did good, plus we were running short.” He meowed with a smile, though as he scented the fresh crisp air, he looked at his apprentice with a tilt of his head. “Why are you up so early?” He asked with a tilt of his head.
Halfpaw smiled and dipped her head at the praise, Though she was surprised by the question. “Oh, I just thought it’d be better to harvest the herbs in the morning, so it’s not too hot and not too cold.” She meowed.
Whitefang looked at his apprentice with his brow raised, he gave the apprentice a hard stare before turning and starting to sort the herbs. “Okay than, but expect to be put to work as soon as you wake up next time.” He meowed, trying to be serious. He knew his apprentice was keeping something but he had to find out what. The old Tom sighed.
Halfpaw let out a silent sigh of relief. She walked out of the den, and took in a large breath of fresh air. Whitefang was getting old, he could barely hear her loud entrance, unless he was just a heavy sleeper, but Halfpaw wasn’t that graceful, especially with her crooked tail that made it even harder for her, she could barely balance on a thick branch, let alone walking. She sighed and made her way to the prey pile, picking up an small stale mouse and making her way to a nice sunny spot, tripping on a small pebble. She landed with a small thump, but was glad she was the only cat awake other than whitefang. The warrior apprentice’s would’ve made fun of her.
Whitefang, after he’d finished sorting the herbs and curled back up in his nest, he was trying to go back to sleep to visit with starclan or at least get some clues. He had to know what was happening, and what he had to do. He could feel his death was nearing, that’s why starclan was visiting him more and more, he knew he’d go down in pain, maybe some sort of sickness, he felt it. Every time he woke he could feel the stone in his heart grow bigger and bigger, and he could tell things would come with this sickness, so he’d have to do what he had to do before he left.
Whitefang let himself drift into a deep sleep. His breathing slowed, the white Tom was soon snoring, it had been a tiring week, and on top of that his sickness was making him more and more weak.
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Nov 2, 2019 18:48:29 GMT -5
Post by spaceotterr<3 on Nov 2, 2019 18:48:29 GMT -5
Chapter 2 “The announcement.”
Breezywillow woke up, her stomach aching. It had been like that for the past 4 sunrises, it’d been almost half a moon this had been happening, she knew something was up. She just didn’t know yet, the queens had started to talk about her and it was about time she found out what was happening with her. She started walking towards the medicine cat den before taking in a whiff of the freshkill, the dawn patrol had just came back. She almost walked past it but had to stop when she scented her favourite type of prey. Vole. She sighed and grabbed the vole, the fresh taste making her mouth water. She walked towards a nice sunny spot and started to eat the prey.
Breezywillow sighed she finished her vole and was suddenly really tired. She stood up and made her way to the medicine cat den. As she walked in she was greeted with the strong but soothing scent of herbs. She gave a small quiet purr and looked around, she saw cool pale eyes staring at her and she jumped. “Halfpaw! Hello!” She meowed.
“Shh, not too loud whitefang’s sleeping.” She meowed with a small smile and stood up, escorting breezywillow out. “We’ll talk out here for now.” The apprentice meowed. “Anything I can help you with other than the fact that you’re expecting.” She meowed with a small chuckle.
Breezywillow sighed as she was escorted out and expected the apprentice to stop her sentence at ‘Anything I can help you with’ and not go any further. When she heard that she was expecting she was in shock. “What!?” She said in pure shock. “I’m not expecting!” She hissed at the apprentice.
Halfpaw flinched at the she cats tone. She stared the she cat down, breezy willow was always bossing her around when she was younger, when she’d turn 7 moons breezywillow had just turned into a warrior. Half paw was now twelve moons old, though still had bouncy characteristics, she was still quite mature. “Listen breezywillow, you can doubt my judgement all you want, but I’m still a medicine cat, and any other cat would find it obvious. You’re expecting!” Halfpaw said, she was standing tall. “If you must, ask my mentor, but you’ll get the same answer.” She said and walked away, her tail lashing, well she tried to lash it anyways, the crooked end would make it harder but she was quite fed up with being doubted.
Breezy willow stared, taken aback by the answer. She wasn’t pregnant! Not with that Toms kits, she planned on saying they weren’t mates anymore. He was possessive and mean, but he was sweet at times. Maybe he’d make a great father? No. Just her mind, this tom wasn’t the one. She sighed and walked back to her den. She didn’t know what was happening, and little did she know it’d go downhill from there.
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Nov 22, 2019 15:00:28 GMT -5
Post by mintedstar/fur🦇 on Nov 22, 2019 15:00:28 GMT -5
May I post?
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Post by spaceotterr<3 on Nov 22, 2019 19:26:35 GMT -5
Yes you may sorry I kind of went on a brief hiatus
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Nov 22, 2019 21:20:02 GMT -5
Post by mintedstar/fur🦇 on Nov 22, 2019 21:20:02 GMT -5
No problem! This concept seems very interesting! I'd love to read more about it. How are the plans going, if there have been any more?
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