The End -All WC cat that were at Gathering

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Claws cut through ground, as a dark molted pelt weaved through the trees. Hollowed eyes watched the anxtious shape move rapidly tward WindClan camp. Faint whispers rosehigh on the wind. But, she diddn't liston to them... She wasn't going to run away. But she failed to relize, that was how Deathblood captured her. The WindClan leader's heart raced, and she ignoored the voices that rang in her ear. The meadow voices; the voices only she could hear. Why was it her burdon! Then the ground steeply fell from under her paws as she bounded down tward the entrance. She used the sudden build of speed to slingshot herself through the tunnle, and into the clearing where she hoped to find the sound of cats sleeping. Unleashing her claws, she thrust herself into the clearing, and came to a hault. It was silent. The voices had stopped. This wasn't her paranioa... It was dead silent. Her fur rose to the tip, as a cold shiver pulsed once through her body. It was late, but there weren't even little breaths. This silence gripped Griefstar's breath. Carefully, she eyes the clearing. There, was no one? Was she dreaming? The cliff face that was angled infront of the entrance came into her veiw. The stone, lay bare. And nothing but a small nick in the face was there. There was a creavus? Yes, dirctly infront of her. She had never noticed until now. And there were big, amber eyes glimering bright in the full moons light, straight at her. Greifstar gasped. They were the ones at the gathering! The eyes blinked, and narrowed. A small figure emerged from the crevus. It sat and just stared at her. This had to be a dream- if it were, even a nightmare. But there was no time to wake herself, for the deathly looking she cat then smirked at her. Cats began to emarge from- everywhere. Then Griefstar took a step back. Turning to leave, she saw three big cats, and then a small Black one. "Your not going any-where." The small tom meowed, his tone black, and emotionless. Griefstar growled, "Where is my clan!" She crouched down slightly. "That need to know," Greifstar whirled around to see that the black and white dappled she-cat come closer, a smug looking expression on her face. Grifstar snarled, and launched herself into the air, aiming for the she-cat. But Griefstar was pushed off course as a giant cat, colided into her side, and topaling over her. She now lay on her side, the breath taken from her. "Nighty night, Halfbreed" Chuckled a deep voiced MountainClan cat as a big paw swiped at Griefstar's face. The WindClan she-cat was no more, as she lay on the ground knocked unconchus.

[•Hawkeh•]

Hawkflight bounded behind Greifstar, but when she reached the camp, three large cats blocked her from the center or the camp. Her first thought was to try to get around the large cats, but she didn't have nine lives. The deputy slipped around the camp, signalling for the rest of the patrol to follow her.

Padding to the back of the nusury, Hawkflight slipped into the nursury, hoping to see her daughter, Midnightkit sleeping, but it was to dark to see the she-cat's pelt.

Cinderfall followed her leader along the outer edge of the camp. Where was Stonehawk to greet her return? What about Stormwater, was he lying out there in the territory, wounded, on the edge of dying? The painful thoughts of loosing her brother flashed through her mind again and again.

[Leopardstar]

Ivorpelt padded after the others of her Clan to the edge of camp, her fur standing on end making her look much larger than normal. Her eyes were wide and narrowed to furious slits. Every part of her screeched at her that she should fight, try to help Girefstar. But she couldn't take on these cats alone, it was foolish to even think about it. And even if the rest of the Clan was here... but they weren't. She started to panic. The she-cat slid over to stand next to Cinderfall. "What's going on?" she whispered.

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"Should I bring her to RougeClan like the others?" The tom next to Night Of No Stars asked. The small dark tom swiped his ear, and the large tom called Caller cowered back, "NO! We must follow Darkness' orders! She must be desposed of." The tom that knocked out Greifstar spoke next, "The peaks?" Falcon asked. "The peaks," Night replyed. Swifttail growled, "Shut up you mouse brains! There were WindClan cats at the gathering. I heard only four names thought." Swifttail glared at the lifeless leader, "But Hawkflight was there. She was talking to her brother." Night padded over to Swifttail, "Brakenstar?" Swifttail growled, "No! Brakendrop! Only leaders get that name." Night Of No Stars bared his teeth, obviusly iratated that she had to point out his ignorence. Falcon was twiching his ears in slight annoance as the two cats bickered as two siblings would. This was no time for bickering! But never the less, Falcon held his tounge.
he knew very well that MoutainClan cats held their tounge with any kind of athority. They were brought up well. Their blood was not tainted with rebelius Clan cat blood...

[•Hawkeh•]

Cinderfall shrugged, not wanting to give away the returning cat's postion

A black tom trotted up to the wall of MountainClan cats Very nice job. he meowed as a large dark tabby tom called Swallow stepped aside, and another chestut colored tom called Eagle showed Darkness to the center of the Clearing. Where is my beloved sister? the Rouge leader hissed, his voice menicing and sarcastic.


Hawkflight winced as she heard her brother's voice. After her fight with Brackendrop, Darkness was the last cat who she wanted to meet.

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Swifttail bumped Night out of her way, and padded infront of The RougeClan leader, "You sister was at the gathering." She meowed scornfully, "She should be back bye now." She then turned and sat. "The leader of WindClan-" She poiunted with her tail.

[•Hawkeh•]

Hawkflight held her breath. Listening closely to Darkness' disscuion.

Darkness looked at the fallen leader. Throw her off a cliff, Now. he hissed to two of the toms as they hurried away with the leader's limp body behind them. Turning to Swifttail, he scented the air. Behind the nursry, assemble a few of your warriors and check the borders of the camp.

[Leopardstar]

Ivorypelt bristled further as she crouched down to the ground, watching through narrowed eyes. Her tail lashed and she watched. Panic made her heart stutter when she saw Darkness. What was the RougeClan leader doing here!? Her fear only increased when her ears, flat against her head, picked up that they were going to kill Griefstar. She threw a worried look over to Cinderfall.

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((I am so sorry, my mom exited when I had a huge huge huge huge post TT^TT Why does this happen to me so often...))

[--Light of the Sea ☼]

Breezefall slipped after the Clan, her senses on the alert. What was happening now? She carefully ran over the herbs in case there was a battle and worried about how to get to her den.

Voices muttered scornfully and the WindClan cats tensed and bristled. Breezefall narrowed her eyes. She listened hard, trying to make out the words. "Throw her off a cliff. Now."

Throw who off a cliff? The medicine cat's pelt bristled. Why was this happening? These were dark and troubled times... if she had a chance, Breezefall decided she would visit StarClan again.

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Swifttail glared over her shoulder at the dark leader as he commanded her like she was apart of his clan. She nodded and got to her paws. She stalked swiftly towards the Cliff face, pauseing only a moment to cuff Night up-side his head. As Swirfttail continued walking, Night Of No Stars flattened his ears and groled at Swifttail They were barly acuantences… Swifttail carefully scaled the rock face, but the black tom tred a different path—((Hold on tbc))

[•Hawkeh•]

Eagle and Swallow padded out of the camp, both rolling his eyes. Coming to the outside of the camp, the dark tabby picked up a scent immeditly. Flicking his tail, he followed the scent, finally finding the shadows of cats in the shadow of the nursey.

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But the black tom tred a different path. Swifttail was scaleing the cliff high obove the thorny barier. There, her amber eyes captured movement by the kit-place. Swallow was quickly on the trail of the intruders. Swifttail quickly flashed her tail. She was so close to discovering them! They had been in sight all this time. Too bad Night was slacking off. While the black and white she-cat thought badly of the tom, Night was quick at work. The crevus became lager than him as he crept inside the wall. Darkness swalowed him whole as his small figure disapered into the cold dark earth.

His yellow eyes bleed through his fur, it softly glowing around his frosty yellow eyes. Slinking rather fast into the narrow pasage, he wove through the pointy teeth that carved the entrance of this beast, but it soon cleared. He was slightly crouched as he hurryed throught the tunnle. It wasn't long before there was a slight gray haze infront of Night. The tunnle grew wider, and wider, until it grew into a huge clearing of stone. From the black rock he made the transition to sand. Stoping breifly, he gazed around. There was a small gap; almost like a crack, that split the celing, where the Full moon shown through lighting the clearing slightly. But, this wasn't a warm place It was dark, musty, and cold cill you to the bone. The clearing wasabout the size of three large twoleg houses long, and about two wide. The floor, was sandy. Black sand that was hideing the light gray marble underneith. A few feet from where he was standing, were steps, that cricled around the clearing, and clawed its way down. It came down to the center, which had beautiful; crystalized sand that glowed in the moon light, and made it reflect onto the walls. Night gazed around his dark surroundings, and finally came to rest to the left of him. High above his head, was a small hole in the wall with a very thin ledge infront of it. Takeing a deep breath in, he padded towards the wall and becan to claw at it. With rock as hold, he jumped several times, and made it to the verytop, and the ledge. Resting on the rock just below the edge, he jumped onto the sandy ledge. For a moment, panic gorsed his vains as he nearly fell. Wit many jaged rocks below, he made it clear to himself; Night wasn't going to let himself fall.

Determanation flooded his eyes as he dug deep into the shiny black obsidion sand and made it to solid ground. Bliking slowly to adjust his eyes he gazed around the very wide tunnle. There was no cat to be seen. What? He murrmered alowed. There was no one. Not one single pair of eyes. Night bared his teeth as his growl soon turned into a roar. The tom, still bareing his teeth which glowed in the dark almost, perked his ears foward and listoned to the slight shuffleing of nervus paws. Finally apeared two figures.

Two sets of glowing pelts emerged from the dark. They came slowly, their eyes not meeting with Night's, for his eyes were burning almost orange with rage, "Where were you!" Night scoled, "At all times you must be here!" Snarled the Mountain Cat leader, thrashing his tail, waiting for this toms pathetic excuse, "W-well, we were in the back of the c-cave-" Stuttered the pure white tom that resided bye the name of Cloud, "Y-yah. W-we felt exposed in the middle of the tunnle, we went to the back of-" The tom was cut off by a furious, and very loud hiss, "Exposed?! I took you from you pathetic tribe to come and serve under me, and you give me this? Pathetic." NIght spat in Haze's face, "You must be here. For when it is time to kill the RougeClan leader, I need you to stop his followers from stopping me." He growled in a lower tone. Haze shuffled his paws and stared at the ground. "Get them here, and- Then get out of my sight!" Both white toms nodded and turned about to race off, "Wait," Night Of No Stars said suddenly, "Not you haze." Both toms exchanged nervus glances. Cloud gazed down the tunnle, then back at his friend. He nervusly grinded his teeth, then raced off, "You are comeing with me ." He finished cooly and headed out the way he came. Haze took a shakey breath in. Did he do something wrong? Was he going to be punished?

Swifttail growled. Ten minuets had past by, and the she-cat wasn't sure Night was comeing back. Just as she considered comeing down to see where he had disapeared to, he amerged with a white tom with a faded smudge of silver over his left gray eye. Swifttail roled her eyes Finally Then, she jumped through braken wall and ontop of Ivorypelt, pinning her down, "What are you doing just standing around and gauging at them, get Hawkflight and the other cat!" Spat Swifttail to Swallow and Eagle.

Falcon was inside the camp as he watched his catch being hauled away to the peaks. Narrowing his eyes, he glanced over at Swifttail as she launched through the braken wall. Seconds later, she heard he voice; sadly muffled by the aburn braken, What are you doing just standing around and gauging at them, get Hawkflight and the other cat!. Falcon sighed. His ears twiched as he was left alone in the clearing. He heard something from the medicen stocking den. He turned around to see a tail disapeering inside. Lowering his head in curiostity, he silently bounded over. He slowly strided into the entrance and saw a she-cat whom was mush smaller than he was. The golden tom's brown spots danced as he relized; this cat was a Clan cat. The leader, and now the medicen cat. Falcon snickered raiseing his head and stalking over to the she-cat whom had her head turned, "Fancy seeing you here," He growled.

[•Hawkeh•]

Swallow and Eagle closed in on the WindClan cats. Swallow watched their movements closely, as if he were hunting a rabbit. His muscular body was rather lean, as if he were used to chasing after quick prey, but his shoulders and hindquarters said otherwise. I beleive that the enterance is this way. the tom said with a sneer. The tom looked at Hawkflight and flicked his tail, signaling her to follow him.

Waiting for the cats to follow, Eagle watched his commrad and freind. If you don't want to end up like your leader, I suggest comming along and getting your tails moving. The chesnut tom hissed, his amber eyes glareing at the warriors blocking Hawkflight from the two toms. She is quite pretty. he thought, but soon shook the thought from his head. No, Darkness will have me sent off a cliff for that. Impatiant with the slow movement, he scratched the gray tabby she-cat on the flank, hoping to get her moving.

Cinderfall felt something sharp scratch her flank. Spinning around, she saw a large chestnut tom. Hey, she hissed, what was that for?

[Leopardstar]

Ivorypelt jumped a little and turned to face the two toms. She narrowed her eyes a low snarl tore from her chest. "Who are you? You must be either pretty important or very stupid to attack camp like this," she spat, her strong steady voice exactly the opposite of how scared she was.

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((Why do I Bother posting! I do a awsome post, and no one read it. I read all your guyses posts.../ Swifttail pinned Ivorypelt down, and Falcon is captureing the med cat. Oh, and, Night Of No Stars is planing to kill Darkness. He brought Haze with his to mossy on over to RiverClan. ))

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Breezefall whipped around and glared at the cat coming into the den. She backed slowly towards the herbs, trying to gather as many as possibly into leaves to carry away. Her amber eyes darted behind the rogue cat, trying to catch a glimpse of what was behind him. The medicine cat flexed her muscles - she wasn't weak. And if there was only one cat... could she fight him and get away with the herbs? Was it possible? It would take careful coordination to not spill anything. But if she did it right...

[Leopardstar]

~Sorry Swift! You didn't have all that in your post when I read and replied.~

Ivorypelt yowled in fierce protest and thrashed underneath the other she-cat. "Get off me if you value your pelt," she spat, battering at Swift-tail's belly with unsheathed claws.

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((Really? Wait, lemme see..... Oh oops. Thats why. We JUST missed each other. Hawk too. grrrr d\sorry >.< bleh))

[•Hawkeh•]

^Sorry^

Hawkflight turned hearing the warriors yowls. Who are you. the tabby she-cat hissed.
She turned, flexing her thorn sharp calws.

Eagle glared at Swifttail for a moment, then at the deputy. Darkness' underlings. he sneered, leaping at the gray she-cat, pinning her down so the chestnut tom could grab her scrff, enabling the large cat to shake the younger cat around like a mouse or rabbit.

Swallow glared at his partner. You may be Darkness' underling for now, but I was and always will be an underling of Night and no one else. The tabby tom padded toward Hawkflight, unthreatend by her claws. If you don't want to have your pelt ripped off like your Clanmates, I suggest you follow.

Darkness paced back and forth beside the leader's den. Where are they. he murmmered. Seeing a black mountain cat 'apprentice', he beckond him with his tail. Go find Swallow and Eagle, now. He hissed as the apprentice trod off.

Rubyblood slipped quitely beside the camp, her soft paws silent in the moonlit floor. She scented the mountain cats, and her father, but nothing of any other RougeClan cat that could get her in trouble with her mentor. Seeing a black shape moving pawseps in front of her ginger pelt, she lept, not reconizing the tom she was leaping on.

Watch it, Rubyblood. the tom hissed, his paws flailing as he was rolled over by the RougeClan cat.

Sorry Web, Rubyblood said, stepping off of the tom.

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(beh im sorry! Forget it happened I am so dumb...)

Swifttail let out a sarcastic laugh at the fact that Swallow, a loyal and well mannored MountainClan cat such as himself, would let such uncomfermed information out. "Underling? As to deputy I supose you mean?" The black and white dappled she-cat yanked the much bigger she cat then her, Ivorypelt, and almost threw her over to Swallow as if she was a scrap of fresh meat, "Hurry and get these, prisoners, to the camp, Chesnut. And Swallow, take this scrap of a WindClan filth to Darkness," Swifttail disaprovingly thrust her tail twards the WindClan deputy, then recoiled her tail and lowered her head in a smug fashion, "I mean, if you don't want your pelt ripped off."
Swifttail took up her normal position again, and then smirked a bit at the little repremand. She had maybe just as much athority as Night Of No Stars. Of course, this fact was faulse. In the end she would learn... Swifttail, with a flick of her long and bony tail, sprinted off twards RiverClan to help in the prsuit of the camp.

( OKay long list of names of MCC's are comeing....)

[•Hawkeh•]

((Wow, Swifteh is cruel.))

Swallow just stared at Swifttail as she dissapeared. He didn't mean deputy at all. Shaking that rempremened off, he grabbed the WindClan deputy's scruff, and hauled her toward the camp enterance.

Chestnut unsheathed his claws. You hered her, get moving, or you'll be fresh crowfood in no time.

Hawkflight struggled against the weight of the stronger cat as she was hauled to the camp. She saw a familer dark figure lieing by the Mossrock. Darkness. she hissed.

Hawkflight, I have an offer for you. the tom said, dismissing Swallow.

What? she hissed, drawing a paw over her ear. Where is my Clan.

Would you become WindClan's leader, or would you leave it to a trator?
I'll become leader if that is what will keep my Clan safe.

Very well. Darkness mewed, dipping his head to the WindClan cat and dissapearing.

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Blazzingblood padded into the den, dipping his head twards Darkness, "The prisoners are sucure," He meowed slowly. It stung his mouth to say that... He had changed drasticly over six moons. First he was taken from his clan, then came back a monster. As he becomes a more moderate citizan, he falls into more and more pain. Blazzingblood glared at Hawkflight with a disaproveing look. Just giveing up so eaisily... "But Skeet, Skyblood and I were not cleared on where they were suppose to go, so they were filed into the make-shift camp. Skyblood and I am sure Skeet and falcon, the blinde one," He winced at the discription of his best friend, "Are gaurding the camp," He meowed.

Falcon Began to stare the medicen cat down, "Give up, pretty she-cat." He meowed moderatly.

[--Light of the Sea ☼]

The large cats eyes began to bore into Breezefall. She could not hear the Clan losing outside, but she new she had to get away. She glanced at the cat, musing over a new idea. Medicine cats are smart, but they do not have nine lives. I don't stand a chance.

She glared at Falcon. "I just want to pass," she hissed. "If you would let me." She backed into a defensive position. She leaned towards the herbs, ready to pick them up and run if needed.

[•Hawkeh•]

Darkness whired around. What are the apprentices doing? Sitting around camp like a few lazy mice? Get them out hunting, we need all the prey we can find before those WindClan cats figure out how to escape!