Am i not wanted? (Anyone)

CINDERHEART
The Storyteller.
Cinderheart smiled as she also settled down before beginning her story. It was one she had heard as a kit and loved. Of course, she loved all of the stories but you have t have a favorite favorite, don't you?

It only took a couple of moments for the she-cat to get settled and then she was beginning her story...

"Once, a long long time ago, back when the clans where still living in the forest, a she-cat gave birth to three kits. The she-cat was a loner, and besides her kits was all alone. She lived nearby ShadowClan territory and everyday was a nightmare to her, thinking a patrol would come by and chase off her and her newborn kits.

But a patrol didn't come for 4 moons and the she-cat started to relax. But one day, while she was out hunting, she crossed over into ShadowClan territory on accident. A patrol caught her and the deputy was there. But when the loner said her kits had died, the patrol let her go.

The loner raced back to her make-shift den to her three kits, alive and as healthy as they could be under the conditions they were in. It wasn't but a few days later, after the kits had gone off to play, that the deputy of ShadowClan came up to the loner.

The deputy was Russetfur, and the loner was Sasha. Russetfur didn't chase Sasha away, but gave her a warning to get away from ShadowClan as soon as possible. She knew that if the clan learned about the kits and who their father was, it would be the end to Sasha's family.

One day the three kits, Tadpole Hawk and Moth, went exploring without their mother. They wandered right into the twoleg place and ran into one of the dreaded BloodClan cats. They raced away, and took shelter in an abandoned twoleg next.

Meanwhile, their mother Sasha was looking frantically for them and she was lead to the twoleg place. She also came across the BloodClan cats and thanks to her forest scent, found out which way her kits had gone.

Back at the twoleg nest, the kits where shivering and cold, wondering how to get out. The eldest, Tadpole, had them get near the window when something in the nest started to growl. It wasn't but seconds later it exploded and filled the nest with water.

Sasha got to the nest just in time, and thanks to help from Tadpole got Hawk and Moth out. But it was too later for Tadpole, who lost his energy and drowned.

The heart broken mother took her two kits and went back to her nest, a few days later she and the two kits left."

{{I'm so sorry i haven't replied moony. The one time i did my computers spazzed and it wiped out my reply. I'm sorry for being so late!}}

Nightscar

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Cause of a broken family

Nightscar listened intently as the she-cat told the story. He had heard about this she-cat named Sasha. He opened his eyes looking at her as she spoke. Soon the words drained to a mumble, as his thought start to focus on Cinderheart.
She was a wonderful warrior, strong a fierce too. Her fur seemed to fit perfectly over her frame and her eyes aways lit up when she talked. When he looked at her, everything he was worried about or mad at seemed to vanish. It had been like that since he was an apprentice.
he mentally shook his head and listened to the story again. He small lose filled him as she said that Tadpole had been killed in the house. She remembered the names Moth and Hawk. Moth would become a medicine cat and hawk, who was Bramblestar's brother, Would become a warrior here at Shadowclan. He remembered the storied that the elders had spoken at Thunderclan about Tigerheart and Hawkfrost. He held back a shiver and looked at cinderheart again, waiting for her to continue her story.[/center][/size]

CINDERHEART
The Storyteller.
Cinderheat paused for a moment, catching her breath. Her eyes glanced over into Nightscar's, and she saw them glazed over with thought one moment, and then the next concentrating on her story. Taking a deep breath, the she-cat continued. Her voice light and airy, but thick with worry as she added mood to her story-telling.

The worried queen looked frantically for a new home. After having no luck in a barn, she went and found RiverClan. She knew that the kits would grow and become great warriors in the clan. But she knew she could never live as a warrior.

After the kits where made apprentices, Sasha only stayed for a little longer. Long enough to tell them about their father, and that they cannot tell anyone.

Cinderheart's voice sang with sadness as the mood in the story changed to Sasha's leaving.

Both of the kits where saddened at their mothers leaving, but they stayed loyal to their Clan. Mothpaw because the medicine cat apprentice, and when the clans left the forest to travel to a new home, she became Mothwing. Hawkpaw became a great warrior and was named Hawkfrost.

After awhile, Hawkfrost became blinded with power and in the new territory, plotted against the new WindClan leader after the old deputy was suddenly discharged from his position and a new one named.

He tricked the Clans into believing he was blinded by lies that the old WindClan deputy had told him. It wasn't long after that battled, that Hawkfrost attempted to assasinate the ThunderClan leader, Firestar. Hawkfrost's step-brother, at the time called Brambleclaw, stopped Hawkfrost from killing the leader. But at the cost of Hawkfrost's life. That day, blood spilled into the like and the prohpecy given to the medince cat Leafpool had been fulfilled. Blood had spilled blood and the lake ran read.

An omnimous tone rang in her voice as she retold the story of Hawkfrost's death. But she continued on with the story. Though she wasn't entirely sure about the ending, since the ThunderClan elders had told it too her only once at a gathering, she retold it as well as remembered.

It was there that Firestar made Brambleclaw deputy of ThunderClan that day, and then Brambleclaw became a great leader of ThunderClan, Bramblestar.

With her tale ended, Cinderheart gave a large yawn and meowed "Well, I hope I got the ending right." and then she gave a little nervous laugh.

Nightscar

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Cause of a broken family

Nightscar chuckled slightly at her comment about the end. "Yeah....i'm sure you got it right." he mewed running his tongue over his jaws. He closed his eyes for a moment and saw the story replay in his mind. The two toms fighting at the end sent a chill up his spine. He opened his eyes again and looked at Cinderheart.
"you're very good at story telling. I would have never remembered all of that." he commented shifting slightly as his muscle started to ache.[/center][/size]

CINDERHEART
The Storyteller.
Cinderheart smiled "Thanks." she meowed as she got up and stretched. After finishing that, she turned to look at Nightscar. She knew it would be silly to suggest telling another story after telling that long on there. After thinking for a moment or two, she got an idea.

Since they both seemed itching for some movement, she suggest "Wanna go for a walk? My legs are falling asleep."

Nightscar

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Cause of a broken family

Nightscar slowly rose as the she-cat did. He was surprised at how stiff his legs were. Man they hurt. he looked at her as she suggested a walk.
"Sounds good to me. Maybe we could hunt a little too."he said looking at the Fresh kill pile that was growing small. it wouldn't hurt any. He was pretty sure the elders would start complaining soon about food.
He gave him self a nice stretch and licked down the fur on his shoulder before following Cinderheart to the tunnel entrance.[/center]

{{I'll go start a new board}}