~|In the Wake of Tragedy|~ (|New Clan needing Cats!|)
Mar 6, 2016 18:48:21 GMT -5
Post by ℧ ℜainlight ℧ on Mar 6, 2016 18:48:21 GMT -5
~|In The Wake of Tragedy|~
History
The clan of Fadeclan and Bluestar had... well... faded away from the minds of those in and around it. Eventually the entire clan either died off or left for more prospective futures in other clans and with other cats, leaving poor Bluestar behind by herself to perish alone in the cave of the Moonstone. She had with her but a tiny kitten, one that had come from an unsightly affair with Fadeclan's late leader Luciferstar.
This kit's name was Wickerkit, and the small tom was black with white patches, unusual for his parents' paring.
"You will the be final hope for this tragic clan, Wickerkit" Bluestar had wheezed out in her dying breaths, and on the night of her death, she approached her small son with stars scattered in her fur, and hope glowing in her warm gaze.
"You will rise up above and conquer our land again, take back what Fadeclan had given blood and claws to gain, and this time, you shall keep it. Take Fadeclan, and rule the forest, my son."
The sheleader of Fadeclan had then disappeared from her son's vision for the final time to go and join Luciferstar in Starclan, leaving the mewling kit all alone in the gentle pale glow of the giant cold stone, offering no warmth to the small tom, left by himself next to the corpse of his mother and in the wake of the tragic demise of his clan.
Leaving the fate of a clan on one tiny tom's shoulders.
"One day, in the wake of tragedy, a hope in the absence of a promise will guide the withered path down the road to the rift, and all in the forest will be conquered"
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(So, this is basically what happens to Fadeclan after I lose all my game progress with the factory reset of my computer. I'll be accepting cats again with the same form)
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History
The clan of Fadeclan and Bluestar had... well... faded away from the minds of those in and around it. Eventually the entire clan either died off or left for more prospective futures in other clans and with other cats, leaving poor Bluestar behind by herself to perish alone in the cave of the Moonstone. She had with her but a tiny kitten, one that had come from an unsightly affair with Fadeclan's late leader Luciferstar.
This kit's name was Wickerkit, and the small tom was black with white patches, unusual for his parents' paring.
"You will the be final hope for this tragic clan, Wickerkit" Bluestar had wheezed out in her dying breaths, and on the night of her death, she approached her small son with stars scattered in her fur, and hope glowing in her warm gaze.
"You will rise up above and conquer our land again, take back what Fadeclan had given blood and claws to gain, and this time, you shall keep it. Take Fadeclan, and rule the forest, my son."
The sheleader of Fadeclan had then disappeared from her son's vision for the final time to go and join Luciferstar in Starclan, leaving the mewling kit all alone in the gentle pale glow of the giant cold stone, offering no warmth to the small tom, left by himself next to the corpse of his mother and in the wake of the tragic demise of his clan.
Leaving the fate of a clan on one tiny tom's shoulders.
"One day, in the wake of tragedy, a hope in the absence of a promise will guide the withered path down the road to the rift, and all in the forest will be conquered"
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(So, this is basically what happens to Fadeclan after I lose all my game progress with the factory reset of my computer. I'll be accepting cats again with the same form)
Name:
Age:
Gender:
Color:
