Post by sile on Nov 3, 2009 13:09:59 GMT -6
Warriors Forbidden
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An intermediate warriors role-play.
We are plagued by disease. Starvation. War. Death. Fear. Our friends and clan mates are dying around us and we can do nothing but wait until it's our turn to die. We blame our rivals for a mistake that all the clans made, and in turn we are forced to fight while dying from a sickness that came from twolegs. The prey is hiding. We cannot hunt as we continue to grow weaker, and our greatest enemies lurk in the shadows, a snake ready to strike. Our leaders are weakening, unable to stop our clan mates from panicking. Lives are now being lost each day. Where is StarClan? Have the deserted us in our greatest time of need? The sickness is worse than any other in the history of the clans, and they are silent. The Warrior Code is being brushed aside like a piece of crow-food. Cats are killing needlessly just to feel in control and filled with fear. My body is growing weaker; I can't fend them off for much longer. My friends have already fled from the forest or died; there is nothing left for me here. As we continue to kill, the shadows are growing bigger and there is now a gaping hole where the sky once was. StarClan have deserted us. If we continue on this path; StarClan will be no more.
Many moons ago:[/size]A warrior from ShadowClan stumbled across a twoleg object.
It looked dangerous, smelled like something vile.
Carelessly the warrior threw the object out into a stream.
The stream carried on to the river, and the container opened.
What happened:The fish became poisoned. Whoever ate them got sick.
RiverClan were infected first with the disease.
They didn't know because it did nothing within the first few moons.
But then they grew ill, very ill, but the sickness had already spread.
A dark path chosen:Many of our strongest warriors blamed ShadowClan for the disease.
They began to go on raids to hurt the rival clan for what has happened.
If not for the foolish warrior, the disease would not have spread.
But what's done is done and we must work only to survive.
Many of us believe killing and suffering is the answer.
The warrior code is in shambles and StarClan have faded.
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