Windclan RP

Lightningstorm kept herself buried in Burningpath's pelt, yearning for the once hearty and alive tom to wake and ask her 'what's with the long face?' but being the logical cat that she was, Lightningstorm had to keep reminding herself that that was impossible now. Her uncle was with StarClan and there was nothing she could do about it. Laying down, the large tabby curled up with the now dull ginger elder for a last while. Tears freed themselves from the honey eyes they were stuck inside, creating dark, damp trails down the she-cat's face. Soft sniffles could be heard, but that was the only sound Lightning could utter for fear of the earlier sobbing episode to reoccur. Hearing the yowl and cries, Lightningstorm jumped to her paws and dashed toward the now dead Forestblaze. Burning rage and hate flare in her now molten eyes. "I will avenge you, my friend." she murmured.

Brokwnleaves shook her head. "Bramblefur was my only living kit," she said, "Unless... no, it can't be." She mewed firmly. Looking at Nightheart and Rockpaw she sighed. "I know. Birdflight." She began "Can we take our minds off things with a warrior ceremony?" She mewed, not thinking her gaze moved from Moonpaw to Rockpaw to Sparkpaw.

Sparkpaw's ears pricked the voice echoed in her ears "MOM!" Cried the voice of a she-cat. Tigerlily! She licked her mentors shoulder and fled. "Forestblaze!" She almost screamed. She looked at her future mate. She didn't know what it was like losing a parent since she had always known her mother to be Viper. She stared at the tom and breathed "I'm so sorry."

Viper was shaking, stepping forward, and crumpling at Forestblaze's body.
"Come on, you promised you'd be there!" Viper mewled, her voice breaking. No answer. Viper pawed her her friend, her eyes awide with shock. "Don't just stand there! Get help!" Viper snapped, glancing wildly around, tears running down her face, and desperation filling her voice. For the first time since she joined the clan, Viper began to cry. And cry. And cry. Her bestfriend, her best friend who was like her littermate, was dead.
"Get up! I only just got you back, I don't want you gone!" Viper cried, pressing her face into her best friends fur, ignorming the blood smearing on her pelt. Ignoring everyone else. Shutting them out.n
"Forestblaze! Don't go." She cried, but it was useless, she knew the stench of death, she saw the glazed look in her eyes, and the plusing wound. Shaking, she pressed herself harder into her friend, tears running down her face, and mixing in the pool of blood. Sobs shaked her shoulders, and she suddenly seemed like a lost and frightend kittypet more than ever.

Rockpaw turned when she heard a yowl, "MOM!" She dashed after Sparkpaw, and skidded to a halt when she saw the body. "Forestblaze... What happened?" Rockpaw stared at her dead friend. Where will she go? Rockpaw thought. She was a good warrior, but what was her past like? The thoughts swarmed her mind until she was able to lock them in the back of her mind. "Why would this happen? I don't understand." Rockpaw backed away, then scented rogue. "Hey! I found the scent of a rogue! Viper! Follow me! Sparkpaw, Lightningstorm, you come, too!" With that said, she began to trail away, following the rogue scent, feeling somewhat uneasy. Her father was a rogue and if she had to fight him well... She couldn't.

Nightheart watched her granddaughter dash off towards the yowl, then looked at her elder friend. "We can probably get to those ceremonies later. Rockpaw will probably find something out there that could cause some trouble," she meowed. "Until then, you can stay out here or come on into the elders' den when you're ready. I'll have a nice rabbit ready for you." She limped towards the fresh kill pile, grabbed a rabbit and walked into the elders' den, sitting the rabbit down near Brokenleaves's nest.

Lightningstorm snarled and jumped into Rockpaw's path. "Stay. in. camp." she rumbled seriously. Her eyes where wild and feral. "This is a matter...between me and....my 'family' it was only cruel taunting that Forestblaze got pulled in it. Grasswhisker, Frozenglare come with me. The rest of you, stay right here and don't even think about moving unless you want to get killed." the warrior kept a calm precise voice that left no objections. "We will be back with the pelts of those who killed them. Or I won't bother to come back." the long-legged tabby declared.

A massive silver and white tabby tom with flowing fur sprinted to Lightningstorm's side, cold icy green eyes cutting through the group. "Lightning is right. You don't know what you're dealing with." his voice was ominous and husky. With an angered hiss, the mighty cat nodded for them to get going, impatience burning through his cold mask.

~LOL. I never got on this account. That's why I have 1 post (this is Forestblaze on her kit account)~
Grasswhisker broke down. He cried loudly. "Almost none of you know what this is like. Losing your mother. It's... horrifying." Out of everyone's tears, Tigerlily had cried the most. She was laying her head on her now dead mother's belly, crying softly like a kit. "She had lost everything important to her, then died. Do you know how hard this is for me?" Everyone knew Tigerlily was Forestblaze's precious little thing. She eventually cried herself to sleep, and Grasswhisker dragged his sister into the warriors den. "Let's bury her first. Please, Lightningstorm." Grasswhisker choked, tears running down his face.

Lightningstorm shuffled her paws with an indecisive frown. "Alright....I know it's emotional, but let's bury these two then leave.....and hurry."

Frozenglare bumped his head against his adoptive cousin's affectionately. "You know...it's okay to cry...." he muttered low enough for only her to hear. It was rare for the tom to show affection, but this was a big exception. Especially for the thing most precious to him. His only close friend and confident, Lightningstorm. They'd been together almost their whole lives and were as close as twins.

Lightning growled but sighed. "I can't...or I won't be able to stop." she let herself lean on the tom she had always thought of as her older brother. "I'll let it out later, so just don't worry about me, ok? Stay strong..." The two looked at eachother gravely and nodded. "Alright! Let's get to work, shall we?" the brown tabby announced with a hint of impatience.

Frozenglare got to his paws and briefly buried his muzzle in Burningpath's fur. Then Forestblaze's. "Goodbye....for now." he whispered.

Sunfire padded slowly up to Lightningstorm and asked, "Are you alright?" Even though his eyes were glazed with tears, he knew he'd see his mother every night. He smiled at Lightningstorm, trying to make her and himself feel better, but he just couldn't. When two cats die in one day, it's hard to smile.

Birdflight's eyes widened in shock and she immediately buried her muzzle into one of her closest friend's fur. The world shut out and all she could hear was her fast beating heart. She couldn't even say anything, she was so shocked. "Please where ever you are now, please be in peace." She whispered pulling away slowly. The world around her began to grow louder and Birdflight shakily got to her paws. Pricking her ears hearing Grasswhisker she turned, feeling rage begin to bubble up inside her. All those horrible memories, all the blood when Leafwhisper died...
"I know what its like." She growled dangerously. "My mother died when I was born. I had to grow up without my real mother, thinking Runningstream was my real mother, than be told that my mother died. I had dreams for moons, just replaying the death of my mother. Lightningstorm, don't think you can exclude your deputy. He attacked me. I'm coming, please." She mewed turning to Lightningstorm. Her normally calm eyes were filled with anger, and she was for one of the first times in her life utterly enraged. Birdflight's head felt like it was spinning. Two of my clanmates have died because of...me She slashed her claws deep into the ground, and they glinted in the sunlight as tears began to cloud her vision.

Eaglestrike ran over, abandoning their two kits. His eyes widened. No... No. he thought. The Tom joined in with Viper, "Someone get help! Don't just stand there!" He hissed. Her fur wasn't warm anymore, it was a deathly cold. He was whispering things to his Mate. Their kits were nowhere in his mind. Neither was the border.

"What's going-?" Sagedapple pushed herself into the crowded group, her ears laid flat to her head. She had a pretty good idea of what happened; nothing but death came with blood oaths like her Clanmates were now growling under their breaths. The medicine cat's amber-gray eyes fell on the the new body that now lay beside Burningpath, hissing in recognition. "Forestblaze...?" For the first few moments, Sagedapple's brain attempted to reject the scene before her eyes, to make it a dream, a nightmare, a trick of her already grieving mind. First Aere disappeared, after murdering Harestar, presumed dead. Then Honeystar fell sick with a rare disease, and he was trying to recover even now. Then two deaths in one day... The she-cat's narrow shoulders slumped in defeat, closing her eyes briefly before looking back up. "Birdflight, would you stay if I asked you to?" Sagedapple paused at the expression in her eyes and answered her own question, "No." She shifted, staring at the glazed empty eyes of the two cats, and swallowed, coming to her final decision. "If you go to fight the rogues, I want to come too," Sagedappled meowed fiercely. "I could not save Forestblaze or Burningpath, and it is a debt that I want to pay by avenging them."

"You guys can have our kits," I stood up. "I don't want them. If it wasn't for them and for me, I'd still have her." Eaglestrike looked longingly at Forestblaze. He dropped the silver tabby she-cat and the tabby Tom, who was probably a runt. "I'm sorry about crossing the border..." He sniffed in the scent of his mate one last time.

Lightningstorm shook her head fiercely. "I'm sorry. No one is going. Sage dapple, you have to tend to Honeystar and the kits and such. Birdflight, you are injured. I don't want you to risk your lives when you have so much to live for. Plus, I think Burningpath would want you guys to stay and look over the clan. "Please...I..need to do this as alone as possible. Plus, we can't have everyone going." After hearing Eaglestrike, Lightningstorm snarled and turned on the tom with the ferocity of a lion. "You inconsiderate rat! Those kits need you! How could you just GIVE THEM UP?" She roared with pure rage.

Frozenglare winced. This was a sore subject for Lightning. Leaving kits was a big no-no in her eyes. Since she knew the pain of being left all too well.

"I'd be a horrible father. You guys would be better, anyways," Eaglestrike said calmly to Lightningstorm. "If you're so protective of them, why don't you be their mother?"

Birdflight narrowed her eyes and turned on Eaglestrike almost instantly. "Think about the kits. They are going to be tortured for their entire life knowing their mother's dead and their father decided to leave them because it was too hard. Think about them for once." She growled narrowing her golden eyes.

Eaglestrike's tail lashed. "Think about how they'd feel with a horrible father!" I growled. "If I joined WindClan, would you help me raise them?" I compromised, though it made me sick to my stomach. The thought of leaving AwesomeClan is just... Unbearable.

"I would help." Lightningstorm promised at once. "Just please don't abandon these kits..." The young warrior sniffed the newborns and smiled at them softly, motherly instincts kicking in. She would do anything for any kit no matter whose it was. But, the thing she wanted most, was kits of her own from her tummy." That sadly probably wouldn't happen any time soon. A small moment of longing crept into her now cold eyes.

"Thank you!" Eaglestrike sighed in relief. "Forestblaze liked the names Oakkit and Elmkit. That's their names. Oakkit," he locked the tabby Tim's head softly, "and Elmkit," he licked her head. "What's your name?" He asked Lightningstorm

Birdflight smiled at Lightningstorm. She would be such a great mother. Her thoughts went straight to Sunbeam, her mate. Maybe... no its too soon. We just have to work on keeping things a secret. Forcing away a smile as she thought of the handsome RiverClan tom, she turned back to Lightningstorm and placed her tail gently on the she cat's shoulder. "If things are arranged you may raise them if you like but you'd have to get Eaglestrike's permission. But at least you have mine." She mewed genuinely and her gaze flicked up to Eaglestrike than back to Lightningstorm.

~Eaglestrike gets Oakkit, Windclan keeps the Elmkit.~

"Yes," Eaglestrike said. "You look like you'd be a good mother, and your Deputy would know." I nudged the little kits next to her. "I'll join WindClan... for my kits." He sighed. He'd miss his family in AwesomeClan, but the kits were his responsibility.

Lightningstorm ducked her head bashfully. "Uh..thanks. My name's Lightningstorm." The she-cat straightened after a moment and cleared her throat. "Alright....um...we need to go." She announced, signaling for the cats she had chosen to go with her to follow her lead.

Frozenglare gave the AwesomeClan cat a frosty stare before following his cousin. On his way to her though, he made sure to shoulder past the tom and whisper "Don't make her life any more complicated than it is."

Sparkpaw hissed "I wish I could help for once!" She limped up to her mentor and looked at the kits. Looking at Eaglestrike, longing flashed in her eyes. She blinked the thought oglf kits away and stared at her paws "I'm coming with you to get that loner Lightningstorm. I'm not so dumb to know we're cousins. Brokenleaves is my Grandmother. My family died today too, I'm pelting this loner." She hissed recalling the night Viper told her about her real mother.

Brokenleaves watched her denmate walk away and looked back at her mate. "My son..." she echoed again "My son..." she was trying to remember when her kits were born.

"RR-ROWR!'
"Don't worry! It'll be fine!"
"You're sure Fernleaf?"
"Positive."
"What's going on?"
"Burningpath! Fernleaf is kitting."
"No kidding Greengrass."
"Two kits! A she-cat and a tom."
"Bramblekit and Fawnkit."

What they didn't know was there were three kits, one had wriggled away when Brokwnleaves hadn't been watching. "NO!"

Sunfire hissed at the Windclan tom, "What did Eaglestrike do? It's the Rogues! Not him!" He wanted to protect Eaglestrike, even though he wasn't his biological father. He was almost all that was left of family. "I see why you're name's Frozenglare." he growled, "And Forestblaze lost as much, maybe even more than her! I feel that pain, as if it happened to me. I feel all of this. Eaglestrike does too. He just lost his mate. His true love. All of our lives are complicated." Sunfire stopped and realized something. "Who is going to nurse the kits?" He looked at the kits, who Wintershadow was wrapped around, warming them and licking them.

Viper stared numbly down at the newborn kits, slowly a numbing feeling crept up, engulfing her in it's icy wave. Slowly she gently nuzzled the kits, inhaling deeply, a soft smile creeping up her face. Their scent was soft, filled with heather, and soft hints of heather. The though pierced her heart like a thorn, but a thorn coated in honey.
Viper got up, and looked at Lightningstorm.
"I want to come. My best just...and I need to avenge her. If you say no, I won't care, I'll just go ahead Lightningstorm. " She mewed softly, fury and rage bleaching her eyes, making her look cold and distant. Fury made her voice tremble, and utter chaos was raging within her. She glared up a Lightningstorm, only complete madness and utter pain was in her eyes. She looked at Eaglestrike helplessly, and she whispered brokenly "Thank you...for staying with them Eaglestrike, I know Forestblaze will thank you for that.." She whispered, her voice catching.