I am 63% immature (MEME)[x] You have eaten fish food.
[x] You have eaten dog food.
[x] You have eaten cat food.
[x] You have run into a glass door.
[ ] You have eaten an ant.
[x] You have eaten grass.
[x] You have licked a tree.
[x] You have polka dotted underwear.
[x] You have pink underwear.
[ ] You had contests with your friends to see who can create the nastiest burp.
[x] You have screamed a random word in public.
[ ] You wave at people you don't know
[ ] You have flushed the toilet because you were bored.
[ ] You have slapped yourself out of boredom.
[x] You sing the "FUN" song.
[x] You hold conversations with a pillow, blanket, stuffed animal etc.
[ ] You dream of llamas coming out of peoples' butts.
[x] You think people who eat brains are cool
[ ] You sing karaoke even though you know you're horrible.
[ ] You know how to spell "supercallafragalisticespialadosious" by heart.
[x] You make up your own words and use them with people who have no clue what they mean.
[x] You have had your hair change a diffe
Chessshipping-DeathBlack was never one for tears. When his dad had died, he didn't feel anything, but maybe that was because they'd never been close. Of course he and her hadn't been close, either. Her. She was his whole world, although he hadn't always known it. He remember the first time he had seen her--hair pulled back like it always was in a thick ponytail. Her shorts and t-shirt and black, sleeveless vest. Sides heaving from her daily work. Black had been too distraught to go to funeral, with the open casket. Although he was somewhat ashamed to admit it, he couldn't have handled the sight of her laying there in the coffin, as though sleeping. Due to wake up any minute. But, she wasn't. She wasn't ever coming back.Chessshipping-Death3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Goodbye, White." Black whispered, setting down a bouquet of flowers. "I'll always love you."
BELOVED DAUGHTER AND FRIEND
Goodbye SpottedleafGoodbye, Spottedleaf;Goodbye Spottedleaf2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Never again will I hear your sweet song.
You promised you would wait for me but now you're gone.
I can't bear to see your dappled pelt stained blood red,
but I can't look away knowing it would have been Sandstorm instead.
Goodbye, my sweet Spottedleaf;
We'll never meet again.
When you died the first time I never thought I would be so sad,
But now I feel even worse knowing the relationship we've never had.
Oh, my dear Spottedleaf;
Please tell me this has all been a dream!
I can't bear to think what this might mean;
I'll never walk beside you in the hunting grounds of StarClan, talking and sharing tongues happily.
But no, as I look at your amber eyes, I know this isn't a dream.
So it's goodbye, Spottedleaf;
I love you.
And although I love Sandstorm too,
That doesn't change my feelings for you.
Spottedleaf, I just wanted to let you know that I'll never forget everything you've done for me.
All the prophecies, signs and saving my mate...Spottedleaf, you'll be
Fire and Moss: Chapter 1Wildpaw yawned, stretching out her paws. Wildpaw was newly apprenticed, just after the newly named Fireheart and Graystripe had been given their names, she'd become Runningwind's apprentice.Fire and Moss: Chapter 12 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
New excitment surged through her body, waking Wildpaw up. It was her first day as a ThunderClan apprentice! Wildpaw bolted out of the den and collided with Fireheart.
"Sorry," She squeaked, as the flame-colored tom's gaze rested on her.
"It's okay," Fireheart replied.
"Still excited?" Purred Graystripe, his thick fur fluffed up against the early leaf-bare chill. Before Wildpaw could respond, Sandpaw interrupted, her mew dripping with sarcasm.
"The great warrior speaks!" The she-cat's pale ginger fur was spiked up, like Dustpaw's dark tabby one.
"I'm surprised such champions feel the cold." He puffed out his chest as Sandpaw let out a mrrow of amusement.
Wildpaw wanted to tell Sandpaw and Dustpaw to knock it off, but they were her only denmates until Frostfur's kits would become apprentices, and she
Mosspath's Path: Chapter 17"I miss Darkbelly!" Raggedkit wailed.Mosspath's Path: Chapter 172 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"It's okay." Adderclaw, who was Darkbelly's mate and also had greencough, tried to soothe the kit.
Adderclaw had arrived at sunrise carrying prey and joining the sick group.
"Hey!" A voice called. Blackpaw looked up, not bothering to try to nap. A blue-gray apprentice was charging towards the sick den.
"Stop, Icepaw!" Adderclaw staggered to his paws and blocked the small cat from entering. "You'll catch it!"
"But that's just it!" Icepaw panted.
"Catch your breath." Adderclaw told him. Blackpaw scrambled to his paws and waited, kneading the ground with his forepaws.
"Okay," Adderclaw meowed when the young apprentice had caught his breath. "now explain, slowly, what's up."
"Well, in ThunderClan territory," Icepaw explained, making an effort to go slow. "the new patrols found a clump of catmint nearby! Talonstar and Brightstar were discussing it, and Brightstar said we could take some." Blackpaw waved his tail happily; with any luck he'd be back to hi
Fire and Moss: Chapter 4"Invaders!" Mosspath jumped at the call. Bristling, she sprang up, hackles raised. She raced out to see a flame-colored tom and a gray tabby with a dark stripe down his back. Mosspath felt her muscles bunch up, but waited for Tallstar's signal eagerly.Fire and Moss: Chapter 42 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Tallstar padded forward, sniffing the intruders. Mosspath silently cursed the downwind breeze, ungrateful to scent them.
"ThunderClan." Tallstar hissed. At once, Mosspath flattened her fur, changing with the other cats into a defensive line. Tallstar sat in front of the visitors, his tail curled neatly around his paws.
"I thought you were ShadowClan." He growled. "Why did you come here?" He demanded.
"We came to find you," The ginger tom meowed. Mosspath felt a prickle of satisfaction when his mew cracked. "Bluestar and the other Clan leaders want you to return to your rightful territory."
Mosspath held her breath. Was it true? Idiot! She scolded herself. How can we return home when that lunatic Brokenstar is still out there?
Fire and Moss: Chapter 5 Mosspath felt frozen to the spot, and she heard Deadfoot say something faintly.Fire and Moss: Chapter 52 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Any of the Clans can see those clouds. We can't be certain the message is for WindClan." Reason made Mosspath defrost. Deadfoot was right; ShadowClan could be the victim for all they knew. Tallstar's blue gaze swept over the Clan before he calmly said,
"Whatever StarClan has planned for us, today we return to our home. I can smell more rain in the air. It's time we set off." Mudclaw and Ashfoot flanked Mosspath, and she was comforted by their warmth. The chilly morning air nipped at their paws, nevertheless. Fireheart and Graystripe chatted briefly with Tallstar before racing ahead.
"Scouts." Mudclaw murmured.
By sunhigh, rain was falling again, dampening Mosspath's spirits until Fireheart and Graystripe appreared from nowhere. The ginger tom murmured something before pushing his way through dripping leaves. Deadfoot led WindClan through the dripping leaves,
Fire and Moss: Prologue Scarlet flames lapped at the chilled air, throwing up sparks into the night sky. Firelight flickered across a wasteland of ragged grass, silhouetting the Twolegs, huddling.Fire and Moss: Prologue2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
A pair of white lights appeared in the distance with the roar of a monster. It continued on past a Thunderpath that rose high into the sky, filling the air with putrid fumes.
At the end of the wasteland, a cat moved, eyes glittering in the shadows. Tall ears twitched, then flattened against the commotion. More cats followed one by one, tails trailing onto the filthy grass.
"What if one sees us?" A cat hissed, jerking it's head towards a Twoleg.
"They won't." Insisted a large tom. "Their night sight is horrid."
His words didn't seem to reassure the other cats, crouched low among the grass, quivering. The noise of the nearby monsters seemed to claw their sensitive ear fur, and the acrid stench clung to their nostrils.
"Why'd we have to come here, Tallstar?" Wailed a gray
Fire and Moss: Chapter 6 "I, I tried to grab him...I didn't do that!" Graystripe was backing away. "He just lost his footing." The RiverClan cats were fluffing out their fur, and raising their hackles. Mosspath saw Willowpelt and Whitestorm flank Graystripe on either side.Fire and Moss: Chapter 62 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Leopardfur growled, stepping forward to glare at Tigerclaw.
"This is no longer a border fight." She flicked her tail, then turned and padded away. Her patrol followed Leopardfur.
"We should leave." Deadfoot spoke up. "Fireheart and Graystripe have served us well, and WindClan is grateful." Mosspath felt his words go through her ears. She couldn't shake the image of Whiteclaw's death out of her mind. Tigerclaw nodded.
Fireheart murmured a farewell. Mudclaw gave him a look that lasted no more than a heartbeat, never slowing down.
"Is that it?" Mosspath sighed. "We're leaving them." Deadfoot nodded, quickening his pace.
"We have instructions. Anyway, I doubt Tigerclaw would just let us stroll righ
Mosspath's Path: Chapter 19Mosspaw hurried through the undergrowth, crouching low to the ground. Tanglefur was leading a patrol through the forest to find ThunderClan. Mosspaw's fur prickled as she thought of how they would take revenge on ShadowClan and RiverClan. Oakpaw and Littlepaw matched Mosspaw pawstep for pawstep and she was glad that their experienced mentors Thistleclaw and Darktail could come. Squirrelstar had stayed behind in case the camp was attacked again, and told Tanglefur to choose a small patrol. Not only so they wouldn't be spotted more easily, but so warriors could stay behind.Mosspath's Path: Chapter 192 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"I smell ThunderClan!" Darktail--a good hunter--reported. "It's very strong!" Tanglefur nodded.
"You take the lead." The white she-cat slipped forward, making sure to keep her gray tail just above the ground.
"I stick out like a blossom in a mud puddle!" Littlepaw complained to Mosspaw. The milky-white tom wouldn't blend in anything except snow and the same went for his littermate, Snowpaw.
"Here!" Darktail hissed to