Post by Snakestar on Jan 13, 2007 16:02:25 GMT -5
For a thousand years, the Clans have lived in peace and happiness. Now, however, there is a shadow cast across their lives, blotting out even the light of Starclan, for they cannot help with this.
There is a new danger in the forest, and it is deadly. Several evil cats from long ago appeared. A cat from each Clan saw their translucsent forms brush against other cats, which collapsed, dead, as the evil ones slowly solidified. The cats told their leaders, which were worried. How could you kill a creature that was already dead? But then one of the evil cats was found, solid, trapped under a fallen tree. The cat was questioned, and he reluctantly revealed that spirits could steal the life from living cats, enabling the spirits to live again. Each of the nine evil cats had stolen several lives, so they would have to be killed several times... They were known as NightClan.
The trapped evil cat snarled angrily and clawed at the frightened cats around him, and struggled to escape after telling them this. An apprentice raked his claws over the trapped cat's throat, and he died with a pained yowl. He came alive again a few moments later, only to be killed again... and again... and again... Finally he lay still, and began to dissolve into the air. All that remained was a patch of blood-spattered earth.
One down, eight to go. But would the Clans survive the battle?
There is a new danger in the forest, and it is deadly. Several evil cats from long ago appeared. A cat from each Clan saw their translucsent forms brush against other cats, which collapsed, dead, as the evil ones slowly solidified. The cats told their leaders, which were worried. How could you kill a creature that was already dead? But then one of the evil cats was found, solid, trapped under a fallen tree. The cat was questioned, and he reluctantly revealed that spirits could steal the life from living cats, enabling the spirits to live again. Each of the nine evil cats had stolen several lives, so they would have to be killed several times... They were known as NightClan.
The trapped evil cat snarled angrily and clawed at the frightened cats around him, and struggled to escape after telling them this. An apprentice raked his claws over the trapped cat's throat, and he died with a pained yowl. He came alive again a few moments later, only to be killed again... and again... and again... Finally he lay still, and began to dissolve into the air. All that remained was a patch of blood-spattered earth.
One down, eight to go. But would the Clans survive the battle?
