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Post by ßlueefire.xx on Feb 17, 2009 2:00:52 GMT -5
The blue-gray she cat strode into the den, her paws aching and sore. Though everyone was just the same or worse. She moved over to her nest, her paws scrapping against the frozen ground. Blueefirem yearned for the warmth of summer, but she knew it was a way off anyway.
With a deep sigh, she plopped onto the ground. With a small groan she rested her head on her paws, closing her eyes and sleep came immeaditly.
Unluckily for her, disturbing dreams started.
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Post by ßlueefire.xx on Feb 17, 2009 15:19:57 GMT -5
Blueefire opened her eyes a slit, trying to remember what had awoken her from her sleep. Infront of her sat, a brown and creamy she-cat with amber eyes that peered down at her. Sitting up, abruptly Blueefire took in her surrondings. She was no longer in the cold warriors den, now she seemed to be in a snowy meadow. Looking back to the other cat "Who are you?"
The she-cat answered "I am Leafstar, of Skyclan,"
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Post by ßlueefire.xx on Feb 18, 2009 2:08:08 GMT -5
"S-Skyclan?" Blueefire asked, her eyes narrowed in curiosity. She shuffled her paws.
Leafstar didn't answer but her mouth started to mouth words, but it wasn't her voice that spoke them. It seemed like millions of voices were saying it, and there voiced formed into one "The chosen five will rise to answer the call
In dire need one shall fall
Warriors of the Sky hidden from sight
The chosen shall meet in the depths of the night"
Blueefire's eyes widened, her mouth gaping as she attempted to speak, but nothing came out.
Leafstar turned and ran off, her tail trailing behind her.
Blueefire stared after her for a moment, darkness seeped back over her.
Blueefire jolted her head up. Leaping to her paws she whriled around the den,.... the warriors den. She let out a small sigh, it was a simple dream. But it was so vivid, and real. But Starclan would never send a message to a warrior.... Or was it Starclan that sent it? This Leafstar said she was from...Skyclan? Odd...
Shaking her paws, she padded out of the den to shaken to sleep. She gaxed out at the sky, shivering from the chill. She rolled her shoulders with a groan befor sitting down. The dream was disturbing her more than it should.
Getting back up to her paws, she padded out of camp to clear her cluttered mind.
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