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| Quibble | I know I know. | 10 | Dec 4 2009, 7:13 PM EST by Quibble | ||
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Thread started: Sep 20 2009, 10:43 PM EDT
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This isn't going to be warriors. But sinces Eden doesn't have a place for fan-fiction i'ma write here. I'll post and edit continously so no making fun of me >:U
Anyway. I felt like writing about Polar and Banshee. Because they are hawt like that. There might be sexual themes and cussing so be forewarned. Pale feet felt warm on the cold night. The girl knew it was safe to walk across the rocky sea-side because it was a cool winter night. No one would be there! Her feet danced across the rocks, staring into the endless icey water with curiosity that couldn't be stunted. Wings, of a sickly brown tan color folding crumpled against her pale back. Fur laced the wings which poked their way out of a drty old dress, with large holes where the wings set themseleves. The dress was nothing special, old tattered spring colors. Soft green and bright yellow. The hemming was fraying and it was getting abit short. But it was obvious the girl had no care for such a thing. Red hair fell just past shoulder length and seemed to bounce when the girl whipped her head around. She'd heard an icey voice. One she'd heard only once before. "Ah, Darla was it?" the tall man inquired tilting his head just so. He had pale skin, just the same as here without freckles, Baby blue eyes sparkled from somewhere on a face set and framed by dark, jawlength black hair. He was pretty. But nothing compared to the gorgeous red head standing some length away from him. "Polaris." The girl - Darla - hissed audibly. Her entire expression changed from peaceful and curious to disgusted and annoyed. "Now now," the man murred "That is no way to treat your first customer." he joked playfully advancing. This let his more.. primal traits become apparent. A tail was swinging behind him and ears were poking from his hair, much like her aside from the fact he was much more fuzzy. (Continiued) |
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| Mistyrain | Gray X Silver - Is this Love enough? | 5 | Nov 22 2009, 11:29 PM EST by Mistyrain | ||
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Thread started: Mar 31 2009, 12:38 AM EDT
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Graystripe sat at the edge of ThunderClan camp, his tail twitching nervously.
He looked behind him, and when nobody was looking, he slipped out of camp. He raced to RiverClan camp. "Silverstream!" He whispered. "Oh Graystripe..." A silver shape stumbled over to him. "Silverstream....you...OH SILVERSTREAM!" The she-cats belly was swelling up, full with kittens. "I know! Can you belive it?" Silverstream nuzzled Graystripe. [Now, Immma just going to think.] Suddenly, a loud rustling in the bushes interruppted the two. "Graystripe...." Graystripe whipped around. It was Tigerclaw. "Er...." Graystripe stuttered. "This is why you've NEVER been at camp?" Tigerclaw snarled at Silverstream. "Oh, you got little kittens? Maybe your bff will like this..." Fireheart streamed out of the pines. "Graystripe......" Silverstream held her paws on her stomach, shivering. "Fireheart...I...this isn't what it looks like...." Tigerclaw snarled. "Her, or your Clan. Remember, your Clan has your friend." Fireheart stared at Tigerclaw with rage, but half of him knew his evil deputy was right. Silverstream backed away. Graystripe's eyes welled up. "Silverstream...I'm sorry." Graystripe stepped next to Fireheart. Tigerclaw flicked his tail, and Fireheart and him walked off. "Graystripe, ya commin?" Fireheart mewed to Graystripe. "Yeah huh, one moment." Fireheart darted after Tigerclaw. Silverstream cried, but she knew Graystripe needed his Clan. "I'm sorry Silverstream. Take care of the kits. I love you." Silverstream sniffled. "Yes Graystripe." Then, he dashed off. Silverstream watched him, and with greif, she realized... Their love wasn't enough. |
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| Sleekpelt | Reader Beware...(danger: very long thread ahead) | 0 | Nov 6 2009, 5:59 PM EST by Sleekpelt | ||
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Thread started: Nov 6 2009, 5:59 PM EST
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(I've seen alot of warriors stories based on a lot of different subjects. But I've never seen a warrior story that can truly be called a horror novel. Well, i decided to take a crack at it and see what happens. I know what you're thinking: cats and horror stories dont mix. But i'm gonna write this thing anyway for better or worse. Will the universe collapse? Will a black hole suck up all of the warrior cat fans? Probably not. Buf if that does happen i apologize in advance)
"Mountains of Death" (name pending) When 300 warriors go missing in the most dreaded mountains known to the clan forest, the clan leaders are on the brink of desperation. No one can come up with an explanation as to how hundreds of cats could simply vanish ... As the clan leaders furiously debate over what course of action to take, a group of some of the clans' most skilled warriors and fighters are given the daunting task of escorting prisoners through the mountains. These convicts are the most ruthless, insane and murderous villains the clans have ever known... all in the same place. Rather then resorting to the rogue groups' cruel methods of killing off their prisoners, the clan leaders are determined to transport the diabolical individuals to the Northern Clans... a place far away enough where they can never harm the clans again. Upon arriving in the mountains, nothing seems particularly threatening about the mountains. In what at first appears to be a stroke of sheer luck, a scouting party stumbles across the camp the previous 300 warriors had set up before them. It's soon apparent that the camp is completely deserted-or so it seems. Only half of the search party returns alive and those who did survive bring with them a devastating disease so lethal that within hours nearly all of the cats are dead. Then the bodies dissapear. And the surviving cats soon realize that they are not truly alone... |
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