"Appledawn, is that you out there?" The grey patched she-cat called out. Everything around was dark, the ground was cold and covered with a thick deep blue mist. The she-cat cautiously reached a paw out in front of her, placing it gently on the ground to have in sink into the ground in front of her.
She jumped back with a shiver and lifted her paw up towards her face. The paw was completely clean and dry, the fur smooth as if freashly cleaned, no sign of it having sunk into weak ground.
"Geyserstar... It is time..."
The she-cat jumped, spinning around in circles a few times. Her breath started coming out in quick, short bursts. She tried to swallow down her fear, struggling to speak.
"H-how do you..? My name... What." She swallowed thickly, taking a quick breath. "W-what is coming."
She had backed up into the strange, sinking ground. She felt a strange substance cover her paws but she didn't care much. The fog was thick and it made her mouth dry, and it was getting harder to breath.
"You know... The ones, that you stole... The ones... That belong to me..."
The voice came from all directions in a high pitch, causing Geyserstar to flinch, her ears pinning to her head. Realization appeared in her eyes, causing her lips to curl angrily. Her mouth shot open to speak to the other-
The she-cat sprang up angrily, clawing who had nudged her. The fury of her dream still shown bright in her blue eyes. Though her eyes and posture softened when she saw it was her deputy.
The leader apologized a few times before leaving her den, walking to the high rock and jumping on it, preparing to call for the clan.
Not so long ago, Spiritclan was attacked and lost many warriors. At the end, all who were left were weak, or elders. The deputy, Geyserflash, survived this ordeal and became the new leader. She tried her best to get the clan back to its previous glory, but failed greatly.
One day, she left for several days and came back with three kits. She left again and returned with three more.
She did this five times and in the end there were 15 kits of different colors and patterns, all of the same age of one moon.
These kits were raised by Geyserstar, them having been ready to eat solid prey since they were brought here. They were trained by the remaining warriors, being extremely difficult with them having only 5 warriors at the time, including Geyserstar.
Finally, 16 moons had passed and they were made warriors. They brought the clan back to it's previous state, but no one knows exactly where these cats came from and Geyserstar tells them not to worry and will snap if they try to find out, saying "You should be grateful because they made the clan better."
These cats are now 20 moons old, and some are starting to feel... strange.
Survivors of the Attack(6): Geyserstar, 4 warriors(One is now the deputy), Med cat, 1 queen.
Roles:
Leader: Geyserstar (Socks)
Deputy: Mothgaze (TehDerpyShoelace)
Med Cat(Older than 40 moons.); Purepelt (Sparkpaw)
Med Cat Apprentice; Dahliapaw (Hugz)
Surviving Warriors(Must be older than 36 moons); Smokestrike(Waluigi), (2 slots open)
Surviving Queen(Must be older than 40 moons); Birchface(Socks)
Warriors: Brokendawn(Socks), Lostwhisper and Lightningsky(TehDerpyShoelace), Sheenfur(FoxyFanGirl) (11 open)
Apprentice(Must be kit of the surviving queen, and 9 moons.);
Kits(Must be kit of the surviving queen, and three moons.);
For now; the surviving queen is the only queen, though one of the 15 may become a queen later on. None of the fifteen are related nor do they look at any of the other like siblings. There are not going to be many kits, apprentices, or med cat apprentice so I might deny that. Say "Hello Socks, how's life?" if you've read this much. The only warriors are the three survivors, and the fifteen(And the deputy; who is the 4th survivor.) You may have up to three characters. All of which can be some of the 15 if wanted.
Territory: The camp is in a hollow in the woods. The woods has open woods, woods with lots of undergrowth, open space with no trees, and a large river with smaller streams in the woods. The cats hunt all sorts of animals, they're trained to swim as well as tree climb, though they pick what sort of hunting they like best.
The camp is pretty open, with a high rock in the center with the fresh kill pile in a crack underneath the high rock.
All the dens are caves along the edge of the hollow.
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