She-cat considering Mate/Friend!

(Oh yes. So much drama!)
"Marshfeath! Marshfeather is dead!" said Butterfly. "I found him by the border. He was killed by a cat too, I'm sure of it."
Blood...everywhere. He had probably died no more then a few hours ago. His eyes, honey warm, looking at nothing. His gray speckled pelt marked with blood.

(Don't worry about it, Oooo. I've done the same thing before.)
Butterfly, also shaking, pressed herself to Lostsong's side. She was trying to give comfort, while drawing on some herself. “I think we should tell the leader,” she said. “We need to send out search parties to see if we can find out who did this.”

(So how have you been?)
Butterfly slowly padded forward, heading for the leader's den, which was huddled in the roots of a large oak. "Brightstar?" she called into the darkness. "Are you there? I have something to tell you and it is really important."
(You want to RP Brightstar or should I or should we both RP her?)

(Far. Mostly I'm just really tired and don't have much energy today.)
Butterfly watched as the small form of Brightstar padded out of her cave-like den. "What is it, Butterfly."
Glancing back at Lostsong, Butterfly paused. "I-I found Marshfeather's body on the border."
Brightstar flicked back her eyes, surprised and shocked. "Did a badger cross the border?"
"No, I think...I know a cat killed him," answered Butterfly.
Brightstar's eyes narrowed, then started to scale the tree about her den.
"What are you going to do?" asked Butterfly, her white fur fluffing up.
Brightstar didn't answer. When she got to the top of the tree she called out to the clan.
"All cat beneath this sky gather under the Tall Tree for a clan meeting!"

(Ah, I see. Oh, I want to play the violin. But I haven't gotten around to learn yet. I've been doing other things...)
Dustwing looked up at Brightstar and Butterfly went to sit beside her. "What's this about?" asked Dustwing. Butterfly shrugged, not wanting to answer. Seeing Lostsong's tears, Dustwing's face fell. "What's happened, Lostsong? Is there anything I can do?"

(It's fine. I'll have to poof here soon as well.)
Dustwing looked between Lostsong, Butterfly, and Brightstar, not knowing what to think.
Brightstar cleared her throught. "Some of you may have guessed that my deputy has died."
Gasps of shock came from the crowd. Dustwing's eyes widdeneds.
"But what you my not know is that he was killed. And I know who did it!"
Butterfly's head shot up. "What!" she cried. "But that's impossible. I don't-"
Brightstar cut her off, "My sister, leader of Moonclan, wanted him died!"

(Sorry for being so inactive, things have been really busy on my end. )
Brightstar looked sadly at Lostsong. "We have lost a fine clanmate today," she said. "And I lost a fine deputy."
Butterfly was sitting there, nodding her head now. Her eyes kept being drawn to Lostsong, but what could she do? Moonclan were the ones who killed her mate, but to her it didn't matter who had done the deed.
Dustwing tried to confurt Lostsong, licking her head, saying it would be alright. But Dustwing's eyes never moved from Brightstar.
Brightstar raised her head high. "His death will not be without a price. Moonclan will pay for this."

Whoops, sorry about that.

I embarrassed myself so hard today. (That's not a real sentence, but it gets my point across.) What to hear the long list of things that went wrong?

What about you?

Yah, I'm okay with telling.

So first, off to choir. This is before school, and I hadn't fully awakened. My shoes were digging into my heels, so I was walking oddly. So of course, when I step onto this stair thing where the chairs are, I fall. And no exaggeration when I say this, the whole choir was laughing. I quickly got up and ignored the pain in my chin (I had hit it on the chair.) and put on a smile. Of course, everyone was still laughing, and my teacher ended up having to almost yell at them to get them to stop.

Now to Science class, and we went to the creek behind the school. We were all walking around the ledge collecting water samples and I fell. My foot fell in, and I almost went in headfirst. Then, I hit my head on the bridge as I was passing under it.

When we went the other section of the creek, I messed up so bad. I was running back to the water sample, which I had forgotten, and I stepped in the mud. More like, crashed into the mud. My whole foot/leg was coated with mud, and it took me at least ten minutes to get some of it off. Somehow I manged to jump across the creek on the tiny rocks though. Oh, and I had to walk barefoot during the rest of the trip, and around the halls!! I got so many looks, argh.

And the rest of the day I kept sliping around on the floor, along with lots of tripping.

Oh, ow. Your right, that was not a fun day. Are you doing okay now? I hope your not hurt.

Eh, I'm still trying to push away all the weird looks and laughs. But honestly, I'm used to all that, so I don't know why its bugging me so much. (Maybe It's because I'm still really on edge from everything that as been happening.) I'm a bit sore, but I'm not really hurt.

*pushes away almost finished homework*

Yah, looking at that thread has helped.
And that quote is amazing! I like it.

No, not really.

Hello!

Hello!