...Crowfeather's Love Quiz...Which of Crowfeather's three loves are YOU?...Crowfeather's Love Quiz...7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Take this quiz to find out!
1. You see a bully picking on a younger child. What's your reaction?
a) You throw yourself in front of the little kid to defend him.
b) You walk calmly up to the bully and tell him it's not nice to pick on littler kids.
c) You glance around frantically. If nobody else interferes, you'll step in.
2. If all else fails-
a) Stand up for what you believe in.
Warriors for Dummies- Part 2-Warriors- for dummiesWarriors for Dummies- Part 26 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
A look at what the Warriors characters are REALLY like...
Part 2- New Prophecy
Brambleclaw: *high pitched voice* I am such a good, loyal cat! I am a good father, and I do my best to lead the Clan, and- *raspy, evil voice* You know you want to kill Firestar! You know it, YOU KNOW IT! Hawkfrost can do it, so can you! *high pitched voice* No! I will never do it! I love my daddy! *raspy, evil voice* Luke I am your father! *high pitched voice* NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO-
Squirrelflight: Well. I see youre busy. *long pause* Time to go rip Ashfurs heart out!
Ashfur: *in Mr. Mop voice* Baby, come back! You can blame it all on meeeeeee- *door is slammed in his face*
Leafpool: I follow the warrior code. Im boring. Hey look, Crowfeather!!! Lets run away so I can get pregnant and give birth to kits and have Erin give out SO MANY freaking clues and have my stupid kits be all Wha? THEN WHOS OUR MOMMY?! once she
Only Then..Only Then..4 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Please do not whisper out my name
for my ears no longer hear
The name you spoke so long ago
has succumbed to all its fear
Yet hidden in the midst of time
and strangled with the past
My blood it flows with sadness still
intent to make it last
To borrow pain and place it where
my heart was meant to be
To tear my soul and darken still
what thoughts I've left to see
Though wet my cheeks, I cry no more
Yet, I stifle my next sound
My breath I hold and screams abate
For this journey I am bound
One day becomes a year and then
all time I see as one
The yesterdays are gone and still
I wish they were undone
Let me walk towards you now
and hear you call my name
The name you spoke so long ago
I wish to hear again..
Starry EyedStarry EyedStarry Eyed5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
as if God
DreamscapeShe paced these cracked sidewalksDreamscape6 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
With ultra-violet wisps of hair
Swirling and twisting across her eyes
In the chilling winter air.
Her gaze was fixed on the passing lines
Of these old city's streets like glue.
Her mind bounced from one thought to another,
But seemed to be stuck on you.
She had no destination, no fate,
No company to keep her warm.
And yet she continued walking along
Through this frigid winter storm.
The sounds of pink and orange rain
Splashed on the concrete like tears she never shed.
The whipping wind whispered yellow secrets;
The words she never said.
Holding herself tightly as she could,
To the end of the earth she planned to stray,
Until a loving stranger's hand lifted her gaze
On a brisk December day.
She gazed long into his eyes,
Dazzled by their color, so unlike the dismal ground.
She became entranced
In green and orange starbursts of light until she found
Herself walking hand in hand with this man
Away from clouds to a clear city view.
He turned her to face him
Warriors for Dummies- Part 1-Warriors- for dummiesWarriors for Dummies- Part 16 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
A look at what the Warriors characters are REALLY like...
Part 1- Original Series
Firestar: I am Firestar. I am brave and noble. I love Spottedleaf but now I love Sandstorm and I had kits with her but I feel like I'm cheating on my beautiful dead medicine cat so now I make out with her in my dreams. And I miss Bluestar, my old mentor, because she was wise and I was attached to her and stuff. I went on a journey to save SkyClan and Sandstorm got mad when I said that Echosong was hot. I am overprotective and I feel the need to prove myself to my Clanmates. I also have a knack for stating the obvious.
Sandstorm: I love Firestar, but I know he's cheating on me with a dead medicine cat who's seasons older than him and flirts with every tom she meets and it's all I worry about, besides my kits and their destinies. I want them to grow up happy and I want to be a loyal warrior but I want Firestar to love me and I want to be a good grandma and I also want to
MiscarriageNevermind, I won't be needing that swaddler-wrap of yours after all.Miscarriage3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Someone else can have it.
"Hi, I'm calling to remind you about your appointment this week.
Canceled? Would you like to reschedule?"
Email notification: Your baby this week.
Your baby is double in size from last week. Hands and feet are
emerging, but they appear to be more like paddles then the pudgy
extremities you are dreaming of holding and tickl
It happened yesterday.
But suddenly yesterday is a week ago...
Today I'm feeling better.
The laundry got done today.
Calendar notification: "Appointment in an hour with OB"
PreoccupiedPreoccupied3 years ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
Small and hurrying,
she barely notices columns
of warm, sun-bathed stone.
She walks across the terrace
daily, her lunch time routine.
Warriors Chat Site 3--mylifesuxevenmore has logged in--Warriors Chat Site 36 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
mylifesuxevenmore: hello? Anyone here?
--Sorrow&Secrets has logged in--
mylifesuxevenmore: OMG LEAFPOOL!!!!!
Sorrow&Secrets: It's good to talk to you when theres nobody else around...
mylifesuxevenmore: yeah, it is.
mylifesuxevenmore: sorry about Breezepelt, I almost killed him afterwards, so i don't think it'll happen again.
Sorrow&Secrets: you WHAT?!?
mylifesuxevenmore: I almost killed him
Sorrow&Secrets: Does he need any herbs?
mylifesuxevenmore: Um, no.....
Sorrow&Secrets: How could you!! Your own son!! I don't believe this, Crowfeather!!!!
mylifesuxevenmore: ...um, sorry I guess?
Sorrow&Secrets: *sighs* well, I'll let it go.
mylifesuxevenmore: Sooo, what's up?
Sorrow&Secrets: Everyone in Thunderclan is toppling over dead from greencough, and there isn't any catmint.
mylifesuxevenmore: howis there not any catmint?
Sorrow&Secrets: It all got trampled in that battle. You didn't get hurt, did you?
ADPADP: Accidental Destruction of PlantsADP4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Spring, it's coming again. Finally. I was almost afraid it would stay away this year... But it won't. It's coming back. Hooray! Because not only spring is coming, but also little animals such as ducks, sheep, cows, etc. And of course, flowers.
So beautiful, flowers. It's kind of a habit of my aunt to give me (and my sister) a little plant for Easter. The only problem is that I truly can't keep a plant alive. It's not an exaggeration this time. I just keep killing plants! Not on purpose, of course, but they keep dying. Once I got a little plant (which was supposed to produce some kind of weird strawberries, but honestly, I've never seen anything like that...)
I kind of forgot about that plant... So it slowly died of thirst and lack of attention.
The second plant I got was truly beautiful. The flowers were all kinds of yellow and it was growing really well. Because I remembered what I had done to my previous plant, I decided this one was definitely N
Lady in RedShe stands vibrantLady in Red5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
tall in her red gown
Outstretched, she blooms
for all to see
She beckons you
with lipstick-red smiles
with her delicate fingertips
and sweet perfume
Winter WonderlandSnow blankets the fields that once were greenWinter Wonderland5 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
This Winter Wonderland which can be seen
Creating starkness in a shade of white
We gaze in awe upon this sight
Snowflakes drifting slowly to the ground
Floating softly without a sound
Placing shapes upon this earth
Filling hearts with Winter's mirth
All wrapped in garb to keep us cosy
Of joyous laughter and cheeks so rosy
We make snow-angels in the snow
Such sheer delight with eyes aglow
Snowballs flying through the air
As children play without a care
Shrieks of glee flow on the breeze
Another memory our hearts will seize
And when the day is finally done
We say far
Colour Song.Colour Song.5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I opened my eyes
And greeted by darkness
A mysterious shroud
The coloured world dies.
My sight grows faint
yet light still shines
this world needs paint.
I splatter a red
vibrant and strong
like the heart
like the head.
Orange on my walls
crazy and determined
better than the rest
highest of them all.
Now as for yellow
bright and cheery
singing me a song
letting me grow.
Doused with green
calm and easy
nice and pristine.
The heavens dyed blue
rings crystal clear
like a bell
calling for you.
I look at my new world
colours of my paints
drip here and there
unraveled and unfurled.
As beautiful as you can see
just some black remained
every colour with its own voice
and together the perfect harmony.
Death of a Loved OneDeath of a Loved One3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Come walk a little ways with me
Though rain may gently fall
I have no hope that you will hear
Or that you'll see at all
But why not risk all evil, love?
Although its scream is stark
I muted pain so long ago
I've lost fear of the dark
Can you discern the spell, my dear?
Contained beneath each sigh?
A place you'll always find me
Yet so lonely, Sorrow cries
I will be waiting there for you
If Death should find you first
But that would never happen, love
Your heart is past that curse
The Moon is weeping in the night
Her tears all silver-blood
I know you're dead, but nothing else
Will ever hurt enough
The path I walked so long with joy
Now leaves me in despair
I find myself joining the night
Erased from ev'ry care
I hear a whisper past the dawn
And just as I awake
A song comes trembling to my ear
Such as the angels make
And then my eyes are raining tears
Though paralyzed by grief
Oh, love, you are so beautiful
My soul can hardly breathe
I rip this life to petty shreds
Peace Is...PeacePeace Is...5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
beneath bare toes
Speckles of sunlight
filtered through leaves
falls softly on smooth, warm skin
Heat rises humidly
from the body
along Earth's surface.
Her light breath brushes
the heat from damp skin
like a fly
as eyes trail the
lines of a page
SoftThe rain comes inSoft5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
from the mountainside
and the musculature
quietens. The birds, the beasts,
the slanting cliff,
the light, the restless
the bits of lava and bits
of heartbeat and bits of
racing animal mind.
The rain comes in like a slow blink.
The Ice AngelThe Ice Angel3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
An Angel on this Field of Ice,
I hesitantly step on this,
Field of Ice.
This surface of ice,
It is but the most slippery,
Field of ice.
I try moving slowly,
On this surface of ice,
But my Crooked skates,
Knock me off balance.
As I start to fall,
For the very first time,
I accept help,
And In no time,
A hand catches me within the fall,
She catches me from my misery,
And helps me escape the pain,
Field Of Ice.
With the sweetest voice,
Asks me,"Are you OK?",
Even though I seem afraid,
I nod aimlessly,
While I reach for her fragile hand,
I grab her hand firmly,
With the the grip even death itself,
Knows to be too tight.
This grip is,
And Almost unbearable.
Even though it is so hard,
For her to bear,
She continues to hold my hand,
Helping me inch forward on this slippery,
Field of Ice,
At first we move slowly,
But our speed gradually increases,
She lets go,
Telling me, "I will be back"
I watch her c
PinkPink flowersPink9 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Given under pink skies
Provoked pink lips on pink lips
Pink tongues in pink mouths
Pink hands on pink hips
Thrown on pink carpeting
Under pink sheets
Lead to pink lines
On a pink stick
In a pink bathroom
A protruding pink belly
Concealed under baggy pink sweatshirts
Pink faced agony
A pink baby
In a pink blanket
Tears fall from pink eyes
Pink was always her favourite colour
The Grief of SpartacusThe Grief of Spartacus3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
In the hall of the opulent House Batiatus, laughter and applause ceased with the demonstration. As expected, Spartacus was standing victorious before the party guests. The tip of his sword was an inch above the neck of his oponent and friend, Varro.
Spartacus could feel the tense look of his nemesis Crixus, who was supposed to make the demonstration with him. "Another stain to my name", the Gaul was thinking bitterly.
"You are the editor, young Numerius", said Quintus Batiatus. "How did the loser fared?"
The boy shown a joyful grin and raised his arm. He was thrilled by Ilithyia who was watching him, the lady who stole his virginity an hour ago.
In a moment where all the guests froze, he turn his thumb down. The two friendly oponents glanced quicly at each other, as if they were part of a farce.
Outraged, Batiatus cleared his throat but managed to smile.
"Magistrate Calavius! Dear guests! This must be a mistake. The duel was meant for exhibition. Young Numerius, is this your fin
It is not enough to writeIt is not enough to put the words on pageIt is not enough to write3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
or to align them like cocaine lines
in neat rows of cornstalk paragraphs
fertile enough to bear reviews.
No. One must bleed each period,
each dot-dot-dot like morse code mythology
the Gallic cry at the end of the telegraph age.
It must become an ocean in you, these voices
swelling to tidal highs, and quiet - never.
You the new folkteller, urban prophet
who can call to battle anyone with eyes.
Ooze it like sap spilling down the bark.
It is not enough to write.
One must expire with each keystroke,
endlessly. It must come from the bowels.
Purge it as infection leaking out of skin;
lance yourself. Choke back tears.
If there is no labor pain,
the words were never born.
This is a death business.
We bleed ourselves onto paper and
slice our brains into vellum sheet
and repeat, repeat, repeat.
Pure person petrichor
deep inside the ink.