The Legend of Swiftstar - Chapter 2
Hawkfeather awakes in a dark plane, only darkness surrounds her. She can hear paw steps but she couldn't see who is coming to her. She turns to see Swiftkit, fully grown, walking away from the moor that she calls home towards the lake.
"She holds her destiny in her own paws."
Hawkfeather wakes in a rush. It takes a moment for the dawn light to break through her clouded eyes. She looks to the other side of her den to see Swiftkit still asleep.
Is StarClan unable to see her future?
"...And I welcome you as apprentices of WindClan!"
The clan cheers for the new apprentices. However, Swiftpaw can only hear Hawkfeather cheer her name. The clan breaks off to continue with their morning chores and duties. The apprentices are summoned to the entrance of camp.
"We are going to take you four on a tour of our borders," the silver she-cat meows. "Try to keep up. We are going to visit the Lake first. Lead the way Tumblewind."
The tom nodded to the she-cat and dash away. Swiftp
The Legend of Swiftstar - Chapter 1
The wind roars over the moor as the kit stops, “NO! I WILL NOT GO!” The wind swiftly blows around her pale golden tabby fur, her blue eyes glow angrily.
The brown tabby queen turns to the defiant kit, her brown eyes are heavy with sadness, “Enough of this Swiftkit. We can’t go back.”
“YOU can’t go back! But I can!”
“Stop this! You don’t have a choice! ThunderClan is waiting for us!”
“Don’t have a choice? I DO have a choice! I’m almost six moons old and I AM going to be a WindClan warrior!”
The queen is taken back by her daughter’s defiance. Two other kits come forward to Swiftkit, worry fills their eyes.
“Sister please, come with us!” the brown tabby cries, her brown eyes swell up with tears.
“No Wildkit! I won’t! I’m loyal to WindClan!”
“But, they hate us! Did you see?” the other darker tabby mews, his brown eyes glow in anger.
Felidae Regioners - Sylva
The Forest – Sylva
These cats are no bigger than a Titi (wolf). They will always have a “box-like” face with tufted ears. They have “eyes” on the back of their ears, tails tipped in white, a pattern face, a dorsal stripe, and a lighter colored mouth, under belly, and paws.
Rextus – The Leader of the forest that is chosen by the Elders and Vatestus who was a Duxtus.
Springing Whitefoot - an old blue tom with white paws, a white “star” on forehead and emerald eyes. His pelt has subtle darker blue stripes, like a tiger.
Duxtus – Second in command of the forest. There can only be two at a time.
Blood Stream – a long fur red tom with green eyes.
Blue Jet Stream – a blue queen with blue eyes.
Vatestus – The seers, healer, and tellers of the tribe.
Rippling Pool de Wate
Quiet Legends - Chapter 1The sun shines warmly overhead with few clouds dotting the sky. The grasses sway in the soft breeze. Birds sing as they take flight. Cows call in the distance. A farmer’s village bursts in activity. Traders sell their potions and pelts. Butchers pitch their fine meat. Farmers display their freshly picked crops. The tavern is busy with tired travelers and farmers. Behind the building rests a ranger with a silver wolf next to him. The clothes he wears are almost fine, too nice for a wanderer. He bears only a scimitar, a black wooden shield, and a bow with quiver. His white hair shifts as a breeze passes over, revealing his ears which bear a slight point. He is awoken by loud chatter from the other side of the tavern. He groans as he sits up and stretches his back and arms. He orders his companion to stay before he walks to the street. A crowd stands before the steps of the tavern. A man is inside, trying to find adventurers who could fight. The tired ranger was about to leave
Quiet Legends - ProloguePrologue
The night sky shines clear over an old musky swamp. The songs of frogs, crickets, and night birds echo off the trees. Lit torches glow just outside of a small village. The village is home to the Stellieta Tribe, a clan of lizard-folk, and they have a priceless captive: a human girl. In one of the warrior tents, she struggles to get free. Two beams of wood stuck into the ground hold her tied arms and her ankles are tied together while gaged. When she believes that she’ll never be free, she hears a soft hiss. She immediately looks up and sees a large boa with very distinct violet eyes that softly glow. She felt lost but comforted within the gaze. She snapped from the gaze when the boa approaches her and she begins to panic. She heard of many large creatures that lived in the swamp besides the lizard-folk that will not hesitate to kill a human. She fears that the lizard-folk must have sent the boa to kill her. She watches the boa climb the right beam. She braces for the sha
Yellowhammer and PresetStarting in Richmond…
“Alabama, what the hell are you wearing?” South Carolina spats in disgust.
“Um, my uniform?”
“Are you that stupid?! I said gray, not canary yell’a!” South Carolina grabs him and starts shaking Alabama. “I swear, if we loose because of you, Yell’a hammer, I’m gonna kill ya!”
“South Carolina! Alabama! Stop messing around!”
South Carolina immediately stops and lets Alabama go, leaving Alabama dizzy on the floor.
“You two should no better.”
“But Virginia, he isn’t wearing the right colors!”
“I’m sorry. I failed to get the info. The Yanks have cut off my telegraphic lines just as I got the first half of the message,” Alabama awkwardly stands back up.
“That’s alright, Alabama. I’ll get you one. And South Carolina, please try to control yourself. I can’t afford any flukes.”