Starclan cats

You are walking of soft ground, your pads are as delighted as your nose, with the sweet scents and calm air. Thick mist is around you, and the sky seems endless. You can see less than two foxlengths infront of yourself, but all is calm and deluightfull. But your mind is spinning. Where are you? What just happened? Where is everyone? Just as you think you want to yowl out for help, a dusky gray she-cat appears in the mist. "My name is Moonstar. Welcome to Starclan. Your clan awaits." she said so softly, your ears are straining to hear her, yet it echoed around like you were in a gorge. Moonstar stepped aside and a large waterfall was revealed with cats of every clan roaming around. The mist faded and you walk in.......


Welcome to Starclan. Please make yourself at home...because you have no where else to go.


Cats of Fernclan in Starclan: (as of 2009)

Name: Spottedpelt
Gender: Female
Position: Warrior, Deputy.
Description:: Beautiful tortoiseshell with delicate emerald eyes.

Personality: Fiery and strong, loyal, brave, extremely good hunter and even better fighter. Smart, leaderfull and courageous.
Story: Born in clan.
other:

Name: Willowfur
Status: Medicine Cat
Gender: Female
Description: Dark grey with white points on paws and tail
Personality: Gentle, kind, caring, impatient
Story: Born in secret. Mother and father from different Clans.
Secret: Afraid to die

Hawktail

A hollow breeze blew softly in the night of StarClan. A shadowy figure came out of the mist.
"Hello, Willowfur. I am glad you are here." Snowpelt mewed softly.
The gentle wind died away as Goldenwhisker approached the clearing. He stepped with grace and perfection toward Willowfur and Snowpelt. He touched Snowpelt's shoulder with his nose and looked into Willowfur's eyes.
"Daughter.... Welcome home." he murmured.
Willowfur stepped back uneasily.
"What is wrong?" asked Snowpelt with care.
"You are really Snowpelt and Goldenwhisker? This is not my home." Willowfur said.
Goldenwhisker calmly stepped forward and licked her black flank.
"Yes, we are." he replied.
"But you can't be... You are dead!" Willowfur's usual gentle tone died away.
"We might be, daughter, but not in StarClan. You are home."
"But I can't be. I have to go back. Spottedpelt is dying giving birth to kits! Silverpaw can't manage by herself!" Willowfur got up to her paws and nervously looked around.
"Daughter, you can't worry about the past; only what is present. This is the present. For you, StarClan is the present and what you have left behind can't come back." Snowpelt brushed her pelt against Willowfur's.
Willowfur glanced at the clouds in the sky. She had to admit that she couldn't go back to FernClan, but leave them forever until they came to StarClan themselves.
"Morningstar..." Willowfur whispered. "I can't be dead."

(((Aw that's so sad.....)))

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((Heehee. Where's andra? i mean, Morningstar? lolz. You are so good at writing. It flows so nicely.))

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"Morningstar..." Willowfur whispered. "I can't be dead"
Goldenwhisker and Snowpelt left Willowfur alone. She was left alone under the stars and clouds that drifted about in the sky. Willowfur sadly looked up at them with clouded eyes. Was she to stay here forever?

Willowfur stared blankly at the stars for a moment and tried to reach Silverpaw with her mind. She knew she wasn't connected with her, but she had to try. Then, she remembered about Spottedpelt and her kits. Were they okay?

Frostpaw crawled beneath the tall grass that she used for cover in the apprentices' den. She felt exausted and sleep was creeping apon her. But something told her that tonight was special.
Frostpaw was walking on mist. She thought she was lost, but then she saw a shadowy figure approach her withing the mist.
"Frostpaw?" the shadow asked.
"Me?"
"I am Willowfur. The old medicine cat."
"You should have helped our mother. She died." Frostpaw mewed coldly and turned her head away.
"I am sorry about Spottedpelt. I wish I could have done something." Willowfur replied regretfully. It wasn't her fault StarClan had taken her into their arms before she had a chance to save Spottedpelt.
"Did you see her?" Frostpaw suddenly realized that Willowfur might have met her mother in StarClan.

Right then, a chilling breeze passed. I (Spottedpelt) leaped onto the forest ground, my pelt pale, and almost transparent, and sparking stars, following my eyery move. "My dear dear Frostpaw." I cooed gently. "It's it not the fault of Willowfur. I passed away, an dit was destiny that chose this path for me." I stayed at a distance from my kit. I glanced at Willowfur wisely. "Willowfur," I purred ever so slightly. "you must look ahead. I am one with Starclan, and so are you, and there is no turning back."

"I know, Spottedpelt. I am still sorry that I wasn't there for you. Now you will never spend your life with your kits, but watch them grow in FernClan without you." Willowfur looked at Spottedpelt.
"Will you stay with me?" Frostpaw asked quietly.
"No, my kit. But I will watch over you from StarClan." Spottedpelt replied sweetly.
Frostpaw watched the two StarClan cats disappear into thick mist and stood there, thinking about the first message from StarClan she had ever received. Then, with a jolt, she remembered that she was alone, deep in the woods that she didn't know. Frostpaw panicked.
"Willowfur! Spottedpelt! Help me!" Frostpaw screamed.
"We are always watching over you..." the voices of Willowfur and Spottedpelt whispered.

Willowfur sat in the StarClan clearing, looking up at the mass of clouds in the sky. She had spoken to Frostpaw, and had apologized for being unable to help her mother. But there was another cat, another one of Spottedpelt's kit she had taken interest in; Cinderpool. She had recently been named a warrior and worked as a medicine cat apprentice. And there was another cat, Stonefoot, who was Spottedpelt's kit also. But he wasn't the one Willowfur could talk to.

(Hi, just reminding you, please don't say what Spottedpelt, or other peoples' cats should say, it's called powerplaying, as in, playing other people's characters. It's.......idk......just try not to do it. I'll go post some rp rules )

A beautiful, long-haired black cat padded silently into the middle of the clearing. There were two other cats sitting there, quietly waiting for her; one was bright orange, and he looked like he was glowing, and the other was gray, with striking blue eyes that would take your breath away.
"I have delivered the message," the black cat meowed. "We'll have to wait and see what happens to dear Morningstar."
The other two cats nodded.
The grey one stood up, a fierce light in his eyes. He faced the orange cat.
"Your Clan has taken our prey," he growled. "I hope it will not happen again."
The black cat flicked his ear with her tail. "There is no need to get worked up, Storm," she meowed smoothly. "Fire did not do anything wrong. He couldn't stop what Cheetahstar did. If he could, I bet you he would have stopped him. Besides, that was last moon."
Storm looked at the black cat. Then he sighed. "You are right, Fern," he whispered. "I am sorry."
Fire flicked Fern a look of gratitude. She nodded to him.
"We need to talk about this prophecy," Fern meowed. "Honeyfur's plan worries me. If we could show her what would happen if she murdered Morningstar, she would get scared out of her fur."
"Yes," Storm agreed. "The whole forest would be in danger if Honeyfur's plan worked."
"But we must wait and see," Fire added. "We may be in StarClan, but that doesn't mean we can predict the future."
Two she-cats padded by. One was a tortoiseshell, and the other was dark grey with white points. Fire, Fern and Storm kept silent as they padded by. These cats would find out later about the prophecy.
"That is all we had to discuss," Storm meowed. Fire stood up and stretched, ready to leave.
"Wait!" Fern yowled. "Should I tell Morningstar about...the secret?"
Fire's eyes grew wide. Storm gave Fern a look of disbelief. Storm opened his mouth, about to tell her what a mouse-brained idea that was, but Fire's tail flicked across his mouth.
"Best to wait, and let Morningstar find out on her own." Fire mewed gently.
Fern nodded, and left.

Willowfur glanced behind her back. She saw a black cat talking to two other cats. Although far away, she could see that they all sat proudly, as of a leader of a Clan. Just then, Mayblossom entered and took a space beside her.
"See you are looking at Fern, Storm, and Fire." Mayblossom mewed knowingly.
"They are?" Willowfur asked.
"Don't you know? Fern?"
"I do. The first leader of FernClan."
"Oh, yes. She was. And probably still is."
"What do you mean?" Willowfur asked again.
"She may be in StarClan, but she still is a leader. FernClan might have not been there without her."
"Then I may still be a part of FernClan." Willowfur replied sadly.

((Willowfur, i left you a PM, please read it. ))

Can I post in here as my mother and father?
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Mother - Graysong ~ Looks like:
http://th09.deviantart.com/fs29/300W/i/2008/176/f/d/Gray_Longhair_Cat_by_NilgunT.jpg
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Father - Eagleheart ~ Looks like:
http://www.dkimages.com/discover/previews/966/90006159.JPG
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Do you like them??

(Those are nice cats.)
Willowfur's parents:

Snowpelt:
http://images.mooseyscountrygarden.com/cats-and-dogs/climbing-tabby-cat.jpg
http://images.mooseyscountrygarden.com/cats-and-dogs/climbing-tabby-cat.jpg

Goldenwhisker:
http://www.freewebs.com/bluestar_of_thunderclan/IMG_1655.JPGhttp://www.freewebs.com/bluestar_of_thunderclan/IMG_1655.JPG

(Thanks.)
Pretty cute! I imagined Goldenwhisker to look like this, though:
http://www.brandsoftheworld.com/stockphotos/0000/6581/6581t.jpg

and Snowpelt like this:
http://fc01.deviantart.com/fs8/i/2005/324/5/a/White_Snow___White_Cat_III_by_ace_of_finland.jpg

but they're really cute.

AWWWWW SNOWPELT IS SO CUTE! And Goldenwhisker looks like Elvis!

Yah, I imangined hem different though, like the pics Andra found.

Sure, you can play them, but no dramas, unless they are related to ongoing stories.

Ok great! I'll post a story here a bit later.
Sorry to waste space like this... wow I'm dumb.

Sure, no prob. But I meant, there has to be a story like...in real life, going on, and we can act out Starclan discussig it and ginving prophacies. ((how do you spell that??))

Prophecies. What exactly do you mean?

I mean, we'd rp related to some other thred/story, like Honeyfur's Secret. The Starclan cats could be discussing if they should send Morningstar an omen or prophacy about Honeyfur. It has to do with something that the other cats are doing in an rp. It's hard to explain.....but you can't just start rping Starclan out of the blue, like we started Morningstar's secret etc.

Ohhh, ok. NOW I get it! thanks.

Sorry, I think I've got it the wrong way. (My last post)