Trouble [ALL SHADOWCLAN]

Dawn
The protector of the Clans

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Dawn watched with surprise as the larger cat backed up the small calico tom. They wanted proof they were going to get proof...she just didn't know how. The cat form starclan had showed them nothing or told them nothing that would help prove that they had been sent. Oh why couldn't' they just trust them? Was it so hard?

At the moment all the cats grew quiet and Dawn saw a small silver light around her and her brother. She turned slightly and was surprised to see four starry cats beside her. She nodded slightly in greeting and was relived to have them nod back. Then they were gone. Almost as if it had been a dream. However it wasn't a dream and cats were starting to ask questions. She turned her gaze upon the small calico tom and something close to pity cross her eyes. He was scared...they all were. And only dawn had the answers.

"I know not of everything that has happened or that will happen, but i do know that your ancestors are looking over you. They send us to guild you to a land where you've already been. I do not plan on taking charge of your lives. But we need you to trust us enough to get you out of this mess."

[/color] she mewed boldly slowly looking around at all the cats. "There is a two-leg's barn that we've been staying in and it'll be large enough to hold everyone for now. As our duty calls, we will have to bring the other clans there as well. The tale of the first journey is not just known around here, and you're about to make it again. t will be hard and everyone will need to prepare. The clans will unite as one under the height of the moon. And we will guild you with the will of the ancestors."[/color]

She stopped and slowly looked at each cat. One dark gray tom slowly stood up although it seemed to pain him. This was the cat that her brother helped save. He looked weak and worn, but also concerned.
"And what if we don't trust you?" he called out, "What happens then?"
Dawn grew quiet and looked at the larger tom. She looked at her brother and they shared an understanding. He wasn't asking for himself. He was asking for the ones too scared to speak. Dawn looked at the tom.
"nightscar, if I'm correct....you've seen the destruction the two-legs have done to your camp. This only the beginning. However if you wish to stay, no one will stop you."[/color] she mewed firmly. The tom nodded slightly and had to lean on the nearby gray she-cat for support. He had heard what he wanted and he was ready. Dawn just hoped these other cats were as well.[/size][/left]

Dusk couldn't help but beam in silent pride of his sister. Her words had an impact on the Clan. It was like she could tell what Dusk wanted to say so badly. The Clan was stirring, making a decision. When one challenged her, the one Dusk helped, she handled it well. It was true, they were all the hope of safety they had right now. Even if it was only fleeting. The gray she-cat beside the tom Nightscar spoke up next. "Lead the way, we will follow." He could tell it pained her to step up. Other cats began standing up and Dusk nodded, he would lead the way. They were all silent besides the wailing of frightened kits and the hushes from their mothers. To scared to say anything, the warriors helped the weaker ones along, and protected the rear. Dusk's eyes narrowed. All four clans were going to be tested these next, StarClan only knows how many, moons. Boundaries will be lost, friendships made and broken. Perhaps even love that cannot exist. But Dusk knew that if the Clans could do it once, they could do it again. They stayed on the beach, the rising sun lit there way. Once they were in the barn and the Clan was settled, Dusk would lead the way back here to the forest. He could hear the sounds of Twoleg machinery echoing in the tree tops. He felt some cat's quicken their pace as they heard too, and Dusk quickened his also. They had to be quick. The destruction was happening quicker than Dawn and Dusk could handle. When the barn came into sight Dusk nodded to Dawn. She knew what he meant. Get them settled quickly, and follow his scent. It was time to find the next Clan. [bg=b03770][atrb=border,0,true]

Blazingpaw followed willingly behind the foreign cats. This unknown weight had lifted itself from his shoulders once he knew Starclan had sent them. Though his mind still reeled, many questions occupied his thoughts as he padded unknowingly into what was the last time he'd ever be home. Shadowclan territory was lost behind them, the cold, wet grassland floor of Riverclan territory only gaped before them. "Where are we going?" he meowed, which was only repeating the thoughts of many others. But instead he got no answer. Surely not Riverclan territory? He found it difficult to believe that the fish-like clan would agree to shelter them during such hard times. He found it hard to believe that any clan would shelter them. Brows furrowed he found himself in deep thoughts as they padded through the reeds. Just where were they headed? The dangerous trek across the river hardly left any clues. It wasn't until the odd scent of the horseplace infiltrated his senses that he realized just where they were headed. The barn. The tall red building loomed before them as Dawn and Dusk led them into the musky contraption. It would be the first time Blazingpaw ever felt confined. But it was welcoming in the least. The tangy scent of mouse was ever so pungent. As for the threat of two-legs? There was none. At least their hadn't been for quite some time. But how long would they stay here? Surely they couldn't stay here forever, as the rest of the clans went on with their normal lives. Shadowclan would be a mockery; teased for living soft kitty-pet lives. "How long are we going to be here?" he growled in challenge. He didn't care if they were Starclan sent quides; he wasn't going to be confined for the rest of his life! [bg=000000][atrb=border,0,true]

Dawn
The protector of the Clans

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Dawn slowed as they neared the barn and let all the clan cats get settled. She could tell the Clan of Shadows looked uncomfortable being confined to the barn. Also if the other clans had to come here it was going to get crowded. They may have to limit it to queens, kits, elders and wounded. She looked at her brother and he gave her a look before slipping off. She needed to stay to make sure everything would go smoothly.

t the calico apprentice's question, Dawn flicked her ears and slowly looked at him. She let a little irritation flit across her face. How could this tom be so irritable? At least he wasn't being squished by trees and he was safe and unharmed. It was more than what some of these other cats could say.
"you don't have to stay if you don't want."

[/color] she replied calmly. "you could leave and try to attempt to cross the mountains on your own or you can wander to the other clans and be blamed for trespassing. But i truthfully don't know how long. It's not on my paws to decide but your ancestors."[/color]

Maybe the tom would get it through his head. This was going to change the clans forever. Hopefully for the better, but if not....she wasn't sure if she wanted to see the outcome.[/size][/left]

PEACHSTEP
A beautiful face is a mute recommendation.

Peachstep followed silently behind the rest of her clan. Like them she was devistated that her camp was destroyed; like them she was wanted to scream to the heavens; speak her worries. But unlikes them, she wouldn't speak; or find comfort amongst friends. She was an outcast amoung her clan mates. She was still secretly blamed for the murder of her family, even though all the evidance pointed, and was proved to be from Flameclaw. When they arrived at the barn she found herself surprised; they'd be locked up like kitty-pets while monster's raged their camps? A part of her wanted to fight back against these gides. The part that told her to shut up won.

When the clan refused to move she expressed a sigh and padded past the ginger guides and settled down onto a bale of hay. What worth was there in fighting something they couldn't control? So instead of complaining she went with it and forced herself to just live with it. The barn smelled of mice; reeked of two-legs and just about seemed incredibily unnapealing. Suddenly her ears perked; as if she could hear the screams rippling across the lake. Another clan was in danger; Thunderclan.

She waved her tail, trying to get someone's attention. But they were all busy discussing the matter between themselves. Still too wary to even step into the barn. Another sigh passed her lips. Her eyes drifted toward the larger ginger guide. A tom; she hadn't heard him speak yet. Perhaps he'd listen. Sliding off of the bale she gently touched Dusk's shoulder with her tail tip. Raising her brows she gestured toward across the lake. She hoped he could see the peril within her gaze; hoped he would understand.

Dusk could tell the Clan would not enter the barn. Of course he couldn't really blame them. Everything was happening very quickly. In seconds their camp was destroyed, and then he and Dawn come, complete strangers, and tell them that StarClan sent them. If he was a Clan cat, Dusk would probably be thinking Well why couldn't they have stop the Twolegs from destroying the camp? That seems a whole lot easier. But no living cat could challenge these ancestors. StarClan could see what would happen next, they could only see what was right in front of their noses. And apparently that wasn't far enough for the Clan. They can't fully trust. Even though StarClan had sent a clear enough sign that this is part of their plan, ShadowClan couldn't trust their ancestors. They were loud as they discussed what they were going to do. Dusk watched for any cat to make the first move. Where one goes all will follow, as one saying goes. And just when he was about to give up hope that a cat would enter the barn, one did. A she-cat, her silky long fur a mix of gray, orange, and white. But she was quick and Dusk was curious if the Clan would follow her. They didn't. He could see it in their eyes. They didn't trust that cat. They looked at her as if she had done something evil. They didn't move to follow her. The one time that saying didn't work, was the time they really needed it to work. Dusk had closed his eyes in frustration when he felt a gentle tap on his shoulder. The large ginger tom turned to see the she-cat behind him. She said nothing, but gestured across the lake. Dusk turned to look in that direction. And then he heard it. The yowls of frightened cats, the cracking of more trees. Another Clan was in danger. He and Dawn had to go now. If only he could talk, if only he could show them that they wouldn't stay here for long. And then, an idea struck him. If the Clan didn't understand what his signs meant, than Dawn would be able to translate. Dusk padded forward, standing at his full height. The cats who were frightened the most fell quiet. He glared at the cats, and the Clan slowly fell quiet. Now one could hear plainly the yowls of frightened cats. They could either come in where they are safe, or return to that hell. Whichever they choose, Dawn and Dusk had to go and gather the rest of the Clans now. [bg=b03770][atrb=border,0,true]

Blazingpaw gaped, "Cross the mountains? Great Starclan just what's happening to the lake territory?" Eyes narrowed he found himself glaring at the guides. It'll take a lot more than this to make them move! Though logic tugged at his heart. Their camp was destroyed; where else could they go? It wouldn't belong before the other clans would be devastated as well. He remembered Thunderclan warriors talking about monsters on their territory as well during the gathering. Not to mention he, himself could scent them all the way from Shadowclan territory. As for Riverclan it was no hoax that the river was drying out. When out on patrol he happened to come across a Riverclan patrol and they were skinnier than Windclan. Windclan. It was the only clan left without any means of destruction. He found his lip curling, why did Starclan favor them over us? Probably because they were the weakest; Starclan had to go easy on them. Suddenly a long-furred she-cat barged past him. Peachstep. That she-cat was nothing but a disgrace to their clan. Everyone knew she was behind killing her family, she only set it up to make it seem as if Flameclaw did. Flameclaw was much more of a warrior than her. Curious to what she was doing, Blazingpaw watched her as she padded up into the barn. No surprise there. It made sense she of all cats, would be the first to crack. It didn't take long though, for only few seconds later she was gesturing to the bigger guide. Blazingpaw narrowed his eyes, "What is she up to." he breathed. The ginger tom seemed to know what Peachstep was saying for he was upon his paws in an instant. The guide grew to full height, for some reason this silenced most of his clan-mates. Then he heard it. After all of the whispers, and words faded away he could hear the screams from across the lake. They were faint, but definitely audible. Thunderclan. Then and there Blazingpaw understood what was happening. The two-legs were going to take their territory for themselves. And it would be impossible for them to ever regain it back. These starclan cats were sent to bring them to their new home. Blazingpaw raised his chin, he locked eyes with the ginger tom and dipped his head. They needed to stay in the barn until all of the other clans were rounded up together. Then, just then would they start their journey. Flicking his tail he made his way up to the head of the group. He just hoped his clanmates would follow. "I know I'm the first one to go against something, but they were sent from Starclan. It's best we listen to them." With those final words he padded into the barn. It reeked of unfamiliar smells, it was musty and old. But it would do, for now. Spotting a secluded corner he made his way over; trying not to slip on the bales. When he was finally there he settled down onto his belly. He didn't know how they'd be here, but he was sure it wouldn't be for too long. He closed his eyes, focusing on the screams from across the lake. It would only be a matter of time. [bg=000000][atrb=border,0,true]