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Stoneshade
The Dead Will Rise Again

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The large silver tabby slowly walked through the starry forest listening to the calm birds and chirping of squirrels. It was everything a cat could ever want. Perfect weather, perfect hunting terrain. The tom looked around then down at his own pelt that was glittered with stars. He was dead...he knew that...but some part of him lingered to be back on Riverclan soil.

He slowly walked over to a pool and sat down by one of the edges and peered into it quietly. He could see his sister, Fernsong, talking to some cat....Vipertail. Nice tom. At least she was starting to open up. He wanted so badly to be able to walk beside her again. To feel her pelt to protect her from any harm. The last thing he completely remembered about her was the night he died. He had seen her standing there, struck with horror as his attackers killed him without mercy. all he could tell he to do was run.

He shook out his fur and licked his paw. He stopped and his ears perked as an idea hit him. He could go back. He could be with his sister. Cinderpelt had done it before. Why couldn't he? All e had to do was get the permission of some of the higher ranked Starclan cats. He quickly scanned the clan camp again. Yes, a she-cat, Khaki, was pregnant with kits. Four kittens, one having a hearing issue. That poor tom would be stuck with all girls. no, not if he could help it...and he could live again. Become a warrior again.

He got up and bounded back through the forest. He had to get permission now. He wanted to go back so badly. He wanted to feel real soil beneath his paws he wanted the taste of mouse blood to flow into his mouth. He had to live again.
"Galebreeze!"

[/color] he called slowing to a stop, his chest heaving with excitement. "Galebreeze...i want to go back...i want to live again."[/color][/size][/left]

Galebreeze was laying peacefully beside Lionfur. It was kind of odd, death was thought to destroy love. But in fact, death brought Galebreeze and Lionfur back together. Galebreeze was enjoying it here in StarClan so much. Not only was she now together with Lionfur, but she was also able to do more then she had been able to in her life as a warrior. That made her more happy than anything.

But as she began to fall into a deep sleep, she heard a familier voice. Her eyes opened and there was Stoneshade. She climbed to her paws and looked at the past RiverClan warrior. He had been taken from his Clan to soon. He was needed there, his sister needed him. The loner Khaki needed him. And apparently, he needed the earth. "Galebreeze...I want to go back...I want to live again."

A little shooked Galebreeze lead Stoneshade away from Lionfur. This needed serious discussion. Galebreeze looked long and hard at Stoneshade. He really wanted to do this. "You do know it won't be easy. It will be painful...and you won't know what your past life was."

<sup>Riverclan was never this warm; never this peaceful. Moondust lounged comfortably beside a bubbling pool, languorously grooming her pelt. Her tongue rasped gently across the top of her paws, smoothing down her pearl white fur. Her light green eyes flickered to the rhythm of the lapping water. The dew covered grass tickled her stomach as she shifted positions. These days the only thoughts reminiscing were cheery ones. The days back when she were an apprentice. When her mind wasn't corrupted by an untold prophecy; promising a future of pain. The queen chuckled slightly at her mistake; it was a pained laugh. She had took that omen to the grave. Her blood splattering the grass; let shivers shake her spine. She was a fool.

The heavy panting of a fellow warrior made her ears perk. Curious she listened as a familiar voice echoed against the rocks. Stoneshade. Propping her shoulder against the silver coated stones she brought herself to her paws. Go back? She found herself glowering at the idea. She wouldn't let the tom be a fool; not like her. A master at trickery she stayed hidden; wedged between the glimmering waterfall, and the moist rocks. It wasn't until they were done speaking that she emerged. Every one dies; everyone lives once. There were some exceptions; but only in dire need do they occur.

This was hardly dire.

"Don't be foolish." she hissed at Galebreeze. Like her; this she-cat was once clinically insane. "This kit has no need to go back. He's being selfish." She was an aged; grumpy Medicine cat. When rules were bended at the simple wants of foolish warriors; she had a right to be less than welcoming. And she knew this from personal experience.

Lessening the distance she meowed gruffly, "There is no need for him to go back." Eyes hardening, she snapped her jaws; flashing her teeth. "His puny sister can get over his death; it's only his selfish desire that's pulling him back." Focusing on Galebreeze she growled, "You know this is against the rules." Raising her brows, "Or I suppose you want to grant everyone life? You know everyone wants to go back; he isn't an exception."

There were only two cats in history that have returned. Cinderpelt; her destiny led her to be a warrior. Someone screwed her path and she was wounded a medicine cat. And Midnightmoon; who pulled the strings and was propelled toward the earth; sent to set those twisted paths straight.

They both had reasons.

Eyes flashing she snarled to Stoneshade,
"Your dead; get used to it. You aren't someone special."</sup>

( I am so excited to play Ravenclaw again! It makes me so happy!!)

<sup>Ravenclaw stared out into the sun-bathed land beyond him, so peaceful compared to all the hell he had been through in his past life. The only peace he got from there was his beloved Snowstar. Oh, how he loved her. Without her, he would still be that selfish, killer rogue he once was. Without her, he would have never found that love and connection she brought. Without her, he wouldn't be here. In his blue-green eyes, he has a new gleam in them. The gift of sight.

Everything was good here. And yet, he still had questions going through his mind. How was he able to make it here? He was no believer in the past, he was a murderer and almost killed an apprentice in the Clan, he joined with Rogue Blood...yet he was here. It was probably his love for Snowstar, his change of heart, and believing whatever the white she-cat believed. Right...?

Either way, he was happy. He had his mate, he was peaceful here, and he could see. That was all that mattered. He couldn't imagine why a cat would want to leave this place. Then something made his ears prick. A newcomer, followed by two other cats. As if reading his mind, a young tom, Stoneshade, begged for a new chance. Galebreeze and Moondust, two other StarClan cats that were in his Clan, didn't take his suggestion too well.

"I agree."

Ravenclaw's deep meow rang through the conversation, sitting down comfortably between the two she-cats with his jet black tail wrapped around his paws, and his gaze studying Stoneshade. "You must appreciate what you have here, not waste it on some selfish need. Besides, you will have no memory once you regain consciousness in life. Is it really worth to accomplish such a fool-minded task alive? You had your life, let the new generation take over."</sup>

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Just as Galebreeze was about to say more, two other cats came up. And both of them were against Stoneshade going back. Her fur began to fluff up with anger. "Well not every one wants to go back! I like it here just fine. I have everything I need to be happy." the she-cat looked hard at both of the intruders. "You two claim he wants to go back for selfish reasons. What if it isn't selfish? Then what? His life was cut off to short, he still had so much to live for. We see kits and young apprentices come in here everyday, what if one of them had asked to go back? Would you have treated that situation differently?"

Galebreeze just couldn't understand why they were so against Stoneshade going back. This warrior's life had been cut off to soon. Like so many warriors before him, he was killed without a reason. She believed that those cats did not ask to go back, because the realized how much more they can do here in StarClan. Now they were able to foresee danger, comfort those who needed it, and warn those who were going to do something very foolish.

Stoneshade had yet to realize that, if it took another life for him to realize it; than Galebreeze was willing to break the rules. She normally did anyways.

"When Cinderpelt had returned to take the path of a warrior, she had no memory of her past. She was just her ownself, and only those who StarClan told knew that this was Cinderpelt. It isn't like he would be exactly like he was before he died. He would be his ownself, Stoneshade's spirit would just be inside of him."

<sup>ooc: Rule 5 : )
Been meaning to do it and now I have a reason to. Midnightkit is no longer going to be reincarnated to make it fair. If I allow one person to pull a Cinderpelt than everyone else will. Stoneshade is dead, he shall remain dead. This was also a BIG thing I should have heard about it before you made a board.

"I would go back if I had the chance; so why wouldn't you?" she hissed; her breath hot against Galebreeze's face. "Everyone dies." she muttered, "Is your skull so thick you can't process that?" With a grunt she sat down, this was going to be a long night. Ravenclaw's company was calming; at least one cat had a brain. But off Galebreeze went; babbling about things that were all too easy to contradict. At least make this interesting. Moondust rolled her eyes, "So your telling me that wanting your life back; so you can relive the glory days isn't selfish?" She raised in her eyebrows in mock surprise, "Well I be, let's send everyone back! Wouldn't that be grand!" Her eyes narrowed, "I wouldn't send anyone back; kit or warrior. Starclan, this tom is a mere kit himself."

The words drawled off her tongue; fire whispered in her eyes. Perhaps it was safe to tell them; to let them in on a little secret. "Want to hear a sickening story?" she growled, "You know Midnightmoon, that pretty 'lil Medicine cat who was murdered? She chuckled, "She wanted to go back." Eyes flashing she smiled, "But her life was done with." Flicking her tail she touched Stoneshade's shoulder, "Like you she was a foolish kit. Thought she could go back." Moondust shrugged, "Why not? I mean her apprentice was going to have kits; name one after her. Perfect excuse." The elder grinned, "Too bad she didn't listen."

The story itself was disturbing to think about; Moondust involuntarily shuddered at the idea. "She dove into the pool at the right moment; everything was set. Miss Midnightmoon was going to live again." Her eyes clouded over, "But she wasn't meant to go back." Moondust trembled again, "We don't know what happened to her or where she went."

"What we do know is that she's not on earth." The Medicine cat narrowed her eyes once more, "Let that be a lesson." Moondust's gaze fell upon the gray tom,

"Your more than dead, get used to it."</sup>

{{I'm so sorry wish...i thought i talked about this with you. I'm so sorry...that's fine. i don't have to have him come back to life...i am going to have him visit someone though....if that's okay.}}

Stoneshade
The Dead Will Rise Again

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The silver tabby felt his eyes narrow as the other cats budged into the conversation. They really didn't understand why he wanted this. He had been a warrior maybe four moons. He had left two cats behind that he loved dearly. He sighed softly as Khaki came to his mind. She had been everything he had loved. Energetic and outgoing, funny, beautiful, eager to learn, someone who would listen. He was going to ask her that day, right after they had trained. He was going to ask her to come to the camp with him, become a part of the clan and be his for eternity. Then everything went the wrong way...

He slowly looked up at Moondust as she talked. She thought he wanted to go back for him?! NO! This next generation wouldn't know how to deal with what was coming! No one was ready. He knew he wasn't that selfish, but he wanted to keep his own clan safe.
"This next generation of cats can't do this alone. They'll need help. They think we've abondoned them?"

[/color] he mewed firmly. "Have we? Because we're not helping them out much. We've left their lives in two loners that are as confused as they are. What if the old land isn't right for them? Then what? They'll have no where to go."[/color]

He wanted to go back to help. He had to let someone know what was going on. He had to let his sister know he was safe, that he was watching over her. If nothing else he wanted to do that. He let out a small sigh and brought a paw over his ear.
"If nothing else..."[/color] he mewed softly, "Let me go see a cat who can send a message to my sister. I want her to know I'm safe and that she can move on. Please."[/color][/size][/left]