Post by Silentstar on Nov 6, 2007 19:58:03 GMT -5
Cats:
The Tribe Of Blue Winds
Healer: Owl That Hunts at Night (OwlNight)- small brown tom with amber eyes
Second-In-Comand: Vine That Curls Around Paws (Vine)- dark brown tabby she-cat with very dark green eyes
Cave-Gaurds:
Moon That Makes Pelt Shine (Moon)- large Silver tom
Frost That Freezes Heart (Frost)- Long-haired, white she-cat
Wings That Beat Hard (Wings)- Small Brown-and-white she-cat
Prey-Hunters:
Sun and Moons That Shine (Sun)- Long-furred, golden she-cat
Cloud That Pours Down Rain (Cloud)- Fluffy white she-cat
To-Be: Coal
To-Be's:
Coal That Warms a Pelt (Coal)- smokey gray tom
Kit-Mothers:
Dawn That Makes Flowers Bloom (Dawn)- Golden she-cat with black paws and black at tip of tail (mate=Moon)
Kits:
Sky That Darkens At Night (Sky) Black-And-White tom-kit
Heather That Lines A Nest (Heather)- Pale brown tabby she-kit with bright green eyes
Prolauge
It was a dark night. Three rouges that were traveling quietly slunk into the under-ground camp of The Tribe Of Blue Winds. The Large Black tom went into the den that had some small vines hanging above it and made his kill Silently. "Stupid kit." He muttered under his breath. His two slaves, Blood and Stabber, would soon be done with their kills. Soon, Blood, a dark ginger tom, came out fo one of the dens dragging a smokey gray tom who had his muzzle tied shut by some vines and thorns. He was tossed carelessly in front of the black tom. "Darkness," Blood hissed. "Do you think this one is a good slave?" "He is a puny To-Be!" Darkness hissed, lashing his tail. Why couldn't Blood or Stabber do anything right? Stabber, a blood-stained white tom, came creaping up behind Blood. "Should we kill him?" He asked in a raspy voice. Darkness thought for a moment, then said, "If you wish. I have killed one of Dawn's kits already, so this shall be enough kills for tonight." Stabber nodded, then slunk up to the poor To-Be. "Before slicing his neck open he hissed, "Any last words?" The small gray tom tried to speak, But the thorns cut into his nose and muzzle, making his wince. "I guess not." Stabber sighed. Then, he took one long claw, and slcied the To-Be's neck open. Blood took the small cat in his jaws and carried him out of the undergound hollow. Darkness and Stabber followed him. "Do you think this will be enough to eat?" Blood asked as they made their way back to the small cave they lived in. "If not, I'll bring in a passing loner!" Stabber hissed. Darkness smiled. Perhaps his slaves wern't so bad after all. Just a bit of training...
The Tribe Of Blue Winds
Healer: Owl That Hunts at Night (OwlNight)- small brown tom with amber eyes
Second-In-Comand: Vine That Curls Around Paws (Vine)- dark brown tabby she-cat with very dark green eyes
Cave-Gaurds:
Moon That Makes Pelt Shine (Moon)- large Silver tom
Frost That Freezes Heart (Frost)- Long-haired, white she-cat
Wings That Beat Hard (Wings)- Small Brown-and-white she-cat
Prey-Hunters:
Sun and Moons That Shine (Sun)- Long-furred, golden she-cat
Cloud That Pours Down Rain (Cloud)- Fluffy white she-cat
To-Be: Coal
To-Be's:
Coal That Warms a Pelt (Coal)- smokey gray tom
Kit-Mothers:
Dawn That Makes Flowers Bloom (Dawn)- Golden she-cat with black paws and black at tip of tail (mate=Moon)
Kits:
Sky That Darkens At Night (Sky) Black-And-White tom-kit
Heather That Lines A Nest (Heather)- Pale brown tabby she-kit with bright green eyes
Prolauge
It was a dark night. Three rouges that were traveling quietly slunk into the under-ground camp of The Tribe Of Blue Winds. The Large Black tom went into the den that had some small vines hanging above it and made his kill Silently. "Stupid kit." He muttered under his breath. His two slaves, Blood and Stabber, would soon be done with their kills. Soon, Blood, a dark ginger tom, came out fo one of the dens dragging a smokey gray tom who had his muzzle tied shut by some vines and thorns. He was tossed carelessly in front of the black tom. "Darkness," Blood hissed. "Do you think this one is a good slave?" "He is a puny To-Be!" Darkness hissed, lashing his tail. Why couldn't Blood or Stabber do anything right? Stabber, a blood-stained white tom, came creaping up behind Blood. "Should we kill him?" He asked in a raspy voice. Darkness thought for a moment, then said, "If you wish. I have killed one of Dawn's kits already, so this shall be enough kills for tonight." Stabber nodded, then slunk up to the poor To-Be. "Before slicing his neck open he hissed, "Any last words?" The small gray tom tried to speak, But the thorns cut into his nose and muzzle, making his wince. "I guess not." Stabber sighed. Then, he took one long claw, and slcied the To-Be's neck open. Blood took the small cat in his jaws and carried him out of the undergound hollow. Darkness and Stabber followed him. "Do you think this will be enough to eat?" Blood asked as they made their way back to the small cave they lived in. "If not, I'll bring in a passing loner!" Stabber hissed. Darkness smiled. Perhaps his slaves wern't so bad after all. Just a bit of training...