AutumnClan ~ The Kind and The Caring ~ Open for Joiners!

(Back for a bit, anyone here x3?)

</div>(You know what, you can just tell the creator to delete me xd I realize how many RPs I'm in

I'm sorry if I annoyed you)

Good morning Faith. )

Thats okay)

(Want to start the prophecy dreams?)

(Nice, have the leader and Icepaw sleeping then! :3.)

In the medicine cat den, Hollypaw was fast asleep.
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Wrenstar, a gentle, graceful she-cat, a past leader of Autumnclan, sat before Skystar, offering a light smile.

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Scarnose, a senior warrior who recently died, walked before Icepaw, his iconic scar on his nose had healed, and thus he just kept his name rather then injury. "Hello, you one." he said.
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Silentsong, a past medicine-cat, who recently had died, walked up to Hollypaw, sitting before her, "Hello." she said, stars speckling her fur.

(Aww thanks!)

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Wrenstar smiled, but frowned quickly, the landscape around her changing slightly as a scarlet pool lightly waved around their paws.

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Scarnose nodded, looking back at a mountain behind him, the sky a deep Scarlet color.

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Hollypaw gasped, looking around, excitement tingling her fur.

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Silent song sighed, around her, the vision changed to a plant filled forest, the plants beginning to wither, Scarlet ooze falling from them.

Wrenstar sighed, "You have to have faith in your clan mates Skystar." her voice sounded of dread.

"When the ice begins to form,
the Wishes to come true,
and Nature see the coming storm,
they must fight against the rue." As she spoke, the sky and everything started to turn deep scarlet, the color of blood.

"Or this is what will happen," she added in a whisper.
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Scarnose nodded as he looked up. Nearby, a flood of scarlet water, hot and sticky like blood, rushed toward them, passing by them and leaving him to sigh as it covered a pile of dead leaves.

"When the ice begins to form,
the Wishes to come true,
and Nature see the coming storm,
they must fight against the rue."

"Trust yourself Icepaw-" he whispered, beginning to fade.
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Hollypaw watched as Silentsong told her of the prophecy, confusion in her eyes, "Silentsong!" she cried as the she-cat began to fade.

(Tis is not over yet, just wait.)

Hollypaw gasped, backing up, remembering the said things, ice, wish and nature. Except, as the wave of blood came near her, three stalks of plant grew up to deflect it. Then she woke, gasping.
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Wrenstar sighed, looking back as a thing of ice, a stalk of a plant, and a set of starry dots rose up against the wave deflecting it and clearing the sky. "Be warned Skystar, find them-" she then faded, Skystar waking up.
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Scarnose faded from sight, but behind him, the scarlet drops started to surround Icepaw, a shield of ice forming all around her, protecting her. She then wakes up.

Hollypaw was awake, starting to think things through, no clan cat was named 'Rue' that she knew of, but she did know of Icepaw and Wishsong, and part of her suspected perhaps they might be in the prophecy, but who was nature then?!

Hollypaw paced back and forth, looking down, worried and looked up, shocked to see Icepaw.

Eek! Sorry for the late reply! )

Robinwood yawned deeply, his paws dragged slightly on the firm earth. He basically didn't sleep at all last night, he was too busy acquainting himself with all the vast amounts of herbs stored in the den. There were some he had barley ever seen before, and a few that were missing. Before, Robinwood tried to ease himself into it, but since that took too long, he had decided an all night cram session was needed. But that doesn't really matter anymore, what does matter is what in the world Icepaw wants before most of the camp has woken up. Damn you good hearing! "What is it Icepaw?" Robinwood cut back on adding a pointed remark along with it, mornings just weren't a good time for him. An apprentice having a nightmare or something tends to add to it.

"A prophecy?" Robinwood murmured under his breath. Hollypaw had a good point, it wasn't like Icepaw was a kit. Her dream had to be taken as seriously as any other one. He looked at Icepaw, now realizing he was being insensitive with the young cat. If he had a dream that may turn out to be a prophecy, Robinwood would want to be taken seriously. But that left one last thing on his mind, Hollypaw seemed to know more than she was letting on. He took a deep breath, "Sorry Icepaw, I'm not much of a morning person, now, I need details."