In An Awful Rage

[Brambles]

Shadowpaw sat still, watching with growing boredom at the kits and his sister. He wanted to be a warrior already, and someday be as strong as his father Darkstar. "Will you not join them?" Asked a sudden voice, making Shadowpaw jump unexpectedly. Shadowpaw turned and saw Eagletalon sitting beside him. "I'm too good for kits." The apprentice replied with a monotone voice. Eagletalon only sniffed and swiveled his ears, picking up a familiar but painful scent. Warheart. The tom trembled slightly and turned away from Shadowpaw, searching for the cat he loved the most. But she wasn't there.

[Darketh[the not so kind]]

Deathpaw walked up to Shadowpaw and flicked his tail. He had to look up seeing as Shadowpaw was over 2 times his size. "Shadowpaw. Darkstar told me to tell you to get ready for our warrior ceremony." He whispered casting a disgusted look at Falconkit and Timberkit.

[Warheart of DreamClan]

Warheart had the urge to bound over and greet the tom-cat with a friendly tackle, but it was held off. It was not permitted, nor even possible. Jet black paws would carry her closer to him, green hues searching his, wishing for once they could just lock. She couldn't stay much longer. Her heart skipped a beat, she wasn't allowed to feel this way, she was a DreamClan warrior for gods sake. Alast Warheart's eyes would widen, she looked to her paws, claws unsheathed on her right paw. It was as if there were a barricade separating her paws from the real earth, but she forced her right one down, claw unsheathed as she drew lightly in the ground, the letters barely visible, but still see-able.

It was her pawprint, and in the middle, a small W+E was carved.



ooc: kitties are letter literate.xD

[Brambles]

Eagletalon scanned the area before him, stopping suddenly and stifling a gasp. Before him upon the ground, neatly carved was W+E Though Eagletalon coudln't read, he knew what it meant. (lol xP) Eagletalon stood and looked around, longing to see Warheart's face somewhere among the Clan. But it was not there, nor ever would be again.

Shadowpaw nodded and smirked at Deathpaw's obvious disgust in the kits. At least we share that in common, other than kinship and whatnot. Shadowpaw thought to himself, standing and following Deathpaw away from the kits and Jasminepaw.

[rem<EMBER me]

Jasmionepaw had heard her brothers talking about their warrior ceremony. I wonder if I'll become a warrior too now... She thought. I'll go ask Darkstar about it. She decided. "Hey Timberkit, Falconkit, I'll play with the two of you more later. I need to go ask my father something."

When she came back out, she talked to Hailwhisper for a few seconds, then approached her brothers. "Darkstar said we won't have our warrior ceremonies until after the kits leave." She meowed, her voice showing no emotion. Not waiting for a response she walked over to Falconkit and Timberkit. "Sorry that took so long." She meowed. "But I need to tell you two something important."

[Squid]

Timberkit had leaped onto Falconkit's back and was nibbling his ear when Jasminepaw came over "What is it?" He rolled off his brother.

Coldpaw watched them from a fair distance. Was Jasminepaw about to tell them about Darkstar's decision?

[rem<EMBER me]

Jasminepaw looked the two kits in the eye and sighed. "My father, Darkstar, is going to send the two of you away when you reach your sixth moon." She meowed, looking around to make sure none of her brothers were within hearing range. "The day after that, I will be made a warrior. I want the two of you to head towards the Boulderclan border. I will meet the two of you there after the ceremony." Jasminepaw sighed again and looked down at her paws. "I don't want you two to tell anyone what I just told you. When we leave, maybe we can join up with Boulderclan. But whatever happens, wait for me at the border. We might just live as loners until my father isn't clan leader anymore. The decision will be yours." She meowed, looking back at the two kits.

[dove]

Falconkit took the full prospect of the full situation, and he started whimpering. "You mean we won't be in RageClan?" His eyes took a defiant look. "well, screw Darkstar," His voice rose; then it softened. "If he wants to cast away two kits, then we'll go to the border, and join a Clan that would want us." He stalked back toward the nursery.