Mysterious Creature

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Cheesefur sniffed the ground, looking for traces of prey. She stopped at an unfamiliar ditch (well, fell in.)
When she got up, all she saw was a huge, wet and smelly print of something not of the forest.

lol thats so random... SHouldn't you be helping your kit?

Nightfrost's heart started to race even faster. The cliff was coming up ahead, and if the plan failed, they might all die. Faster and faster they ran, and finally, Nightfrost noticed the ground was starting to get rockier and sloping. "Get ready!!!" she yowled. "NOW!!!!" Nightfrost veered sharply to the right. out of the corner of her eye, she saw Snowdapple and Rainsplash dart left, then with a huge crash, the monster went straight off the edge of the cliff. She heard the Twoleg inside screech and jump out of the monsters belly just before it fell over and the Twoleg landed in a pile of fox dung. Nightfrost snickered. Then, she ran back to meet her two fellow Clanmates. "Are you alright?" she asked them. They nodded, but still looked a bit shaken. "Great job." Nightfrost nudged their shoulders. "Okay, now lets go back."

I was knocked out remember?

Then get up!!! XD

Silverstream woke up. XD
"My kit!" She cried. She tried to climb the tree, but she was still dased from falling onto a rock.

~so some twolegs genetically modified some hairy beast and decided to get rid of it by releasing it into the forest? i dunno. that just came to me. and silverstream, stopped getting knocked out.it's almost an excuse of getting away with just posting " i was unconscious".~
Cheesefur and Tawnypelt kept returning with more prey. Yet the eagle would not take its eyes off Smallkit. Plus, Silverstream was moving as slow as a turtle up that birch tree to their right.
"Now what?" Cheesefur sighed.

Nightfrost, Snpwdapple and rainsplash headed towards the RiverClan camp and suddenly heard a squawk, followed by some yowling, and a great big yawn. Nightfrost looked at the other cats, confused. Whats going on?

"Please help me get my kit!" Silverstream clawed helplessly at the slipery tree.

"Scratch the trunk! There's sticky sap inside that could help you stay on!" Cheesefur called.
i forgot where we were. can't get a little summary? i don't want to read the previous posts.

Suddenly a black figure shot up the tree. He came back down with the kit in his mouth. "Here's your kit." He said to Silverstream. "Now go get a life."

whoa... harsh. can you really live in shadowclan territory? i thought you had to be excepted. well, this i sonly an RP anyway and it's not going to be published. now i feel slightly less sad that i'm being cyber-bullied since it seems like your personality. have fun being a rogue! (if you think that's supposed to sound mean, like "have fun being alone with no friends!" i mean "have fun being independent and ninja0y!")

(And annoying) "Thanks. Oh and, Any friend of yours -- is a friend of yours." Silverstream turned and walked away, flicking Shadow with her tail.

okay...
Anyways...
"Great you got your kit back!" Cheesefur mewed. "Um...thanks?" she said awkwardly to Shadow. "You'd better get off Shadowclan territory soon though, before your scent is left anywhere."
There were still footprints and fur traces to investigate. Plus, there was a strange odor in the air...
(so the twolegs accidentally mutated something and now they have released it into the forest to get rid of it?)

(Sounds like a plan.) Suddenly a blood curdling shreek split the air. Silverstream rushed over to the noice. Shrubtail (not a real warrior cat online) lay dead. Silverstream gasped. The one who killed Shrubtail was nowhere to be sean. "Oh nO!"

Wait... Was Shrubkit squished? poisoned? mystery...
Cheesefur and the other cats ran over.
"Shrubtail?" somebody asked.
"It looks like the culprit left a clue," Cheesefur mewed.
there was a tuft of hair left on Shrubtail's body, and the hair was about the length of a full-grown fox.

OMG MORE FOXES!!! GASP
~and that was harsh, Shadow.Geez.~

Nightfrost burst in, and stood, frozen in shock at the weird black cat that had just saved Silverstreams's kit, and at everyone staring at Shrubtail and fox hair. "WHAT is going on here?!?!" she asked, confused. Silverstream stared up at her with grief in her eyes. "A fox killed Shrubtail..." she shuddered. "More foxes?!?! Again?" Nightfrost's tail fluffed up in disbelief, Snowdapple and Rainsplash snarled, lip curled back, revealing sharp teeth.

Cheesefur, you accually called her Shrubkit~ "Why? Why do the foxes choose Shrubtail? She was so nice! Why not Shadow?" Silverstream cried.

~Wow, a lot happened. I read 2 pages! Now...where was I through all this action?~

Shadow slipped back into the trees. Tawnypelt wondered why he just saved Smallkit (or was it Catkit? Smallkit, right?) flung out an insult, and left. Well, maybe rogues were just like that.

"Well, we'll just have to bring Shrubtail back to the camp," said Tawnypelt. "There's no saving her now. And we have to alert all the clans about the foxes...but foxes couldn't have made that huge pile of excrement, and besides, the feces didn't look like fox dung either. So, there are foxes near the camps, eagles who like to steal kits, and a huge mysterious unknown and most likely lethal monster on the loose." Tawnypelt gasped for breath at the end of her musings. "Well, thanks for making everything seem so scary," Nightfrost muttered after a pause.

Silverstream stopped dead. "Get down!" She hissed. A few tail-lengths away a fox was stepping through the bushes. It carried a huge, dead adder in its mouth.

Brightstar tensed. "Stay on that side of the tree, Tawnypelt!" she hissed. "Nightfrost, you also may want to duck a little?"

The fox dropped the adder and snifed the air. (foxes can scent right?) It suddenly spun around, looking for the cats and snarling.

Nightfrost screeched and pounced, claws extended and ready to kill. She had had enough of these smelly creatures and now that they've stolen a kit? It's on.
She landed on top the the fox, digging her claws into bright orange-red fur. "Where-is-the-kit?!?!" she said through gritted teeth, pulling out fur at each word. The fox writhed underneath NIghtfrost and fought back ferociously, attempting to roll over and have Nightfrost underneath her.

~Wat kit? The fox killed Shrubtail.~

~where did i call her shrubkit?~
The fox struggled under Nightfrost's strong grip (how does it feel like to be strong? ). First it tried to shake her off, but after failing, the fox decided to try and ram Nightfrost into a tree while she was clinging on to it. Unfortunately, the nearest tree was right behind the rest of the cats, where the bushes that provided shelter were. The fox charged at the cats, with Nightfrost desperately trying to get c good grip.

Cheesefur wrote:Wait... Was Shrubkit squished? poisoned? mystery...
Cheesefur and the other cats ran over.
"Shrubtail?" somebody asked.
"It looks like the culprit left a clue," Cheesefur mewed.
there was a tuft of hair left on Shrubtail's body, and the hair was about the length of a full-grown fox.

First sentence. I made it stand out.

Huh? Shrubtail? Shrubkit? ...........................................