*~~Whispers of Nature ~~ A Warriors-Based Roleplay~~* Closed!

Name: Lovely
Nickname: Lovely
Gender: F
Rank: Kittypet
Age: 3 years
Mate/crush: Likes Mint;)
Mother: n/a
Father: n/a
Siblings: n/a
Kits: n/a
Mentor (past or present): n/a
Apprentice (past or present): n/a
Personality: TBRP
Physical Description:
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Other- She only appears once and is not to be in archives. She is only around to conflict Mint and Night.
 
Somewhere deep in the forest Lightning lay secluded in a old stinky fox hole. Once she had relaxed, her memory returned to her. Thoughts of the dark, dank kitten mill overwhelmed her. She could hear in her mind the frantic howling of caged toms, hear the weak cries of the sick kittens that packed the filthy cages which filled the building. Some cats and kits had been dead in there for a week or two. Nothing was ever done about it. Or about the piles of feces or the lack of food and water. Some ate their own kits to survive. She remembered the day a young two legs happened upon the nasty old shack. It looked and smelled afraid and brokenhearted at what it saw inside. It began opening cages until the ensuing havoc frightened it way. But Lightnings cage remained locked. "Light Show! Light Show!" Shed cried out, "Open my cage, just push up the latch and pull it out with your teeth!" But her friend, who she'd spent long, cold nights conversing with and crying with, left her. She just turned around and walked away. Currently Lightning growled to herself in her makeshift den. A mouse scampered by and it was in her mouth in the blink of an eye. She could actually feel as it nourished her broken little body. "Soon..." She whispered. "Soon I will let Light Show know just how well I remember her friendship."
 
Somewhere deep in the forest Lightning lay secluded in a old stinky fox hole. Once she had relaxed, her memory returned to her. Thoughts of the dark, dank kitten mill overwhelmed her. She could hear in her mind the frantic howling of caged toms, hear the weak cries of the sick kittens that packed the filthy cages which filled the building. Some cats and kits had been dead in there for a week or two. Nothing was ever done about it. Or about the piles of feces or the lack of food and water. Some ate their own kits to survive. She remembered the day a young two legs happened upon the nasty old shack. It looked and smelled afraid and brokenhearted at what it saw inside. It began opening cages until the ensuing havoc frightened it way. But Lightnings cage remained locked. "Light Show! Light Show!" Shed cried out, "Open my cage, just push up the latch and pull it out with your teeth!" But her friend, who she'd spent long, cold nights conversing with and crying with, left her. She just turned around and walked away. Currently Lightning growled to herself in her makeshift den. A mouse scampered by and it was in her mouth in the blink of an eye. She could actually feel as it nourished her broken little body. "Soon..." She whispered. "Soon I will let Light Show know just how well I remember her friendship."
Lightshow curled up in the elders den and fell asleep. She tossed as vivid dreams of Whispers death coursed through her. She awoke in a sharp, cold sweat and fell back into fitfull sleep. She recalled everything, the horror of the mill, the look in Lightning's as she asked to be set free, the voice that urged her to let her go, and her mother telling her "No, the Stars will let her go when she is ready. Her time will come, all is meant to be." She remembered turning and leaving and she vividly watched her friend start crying over and over again.
 
Heron jolted awake. He was reminded that when you are in the Tribe of Gathering Storms, there is no such thing as rest.
"Where is Ember?" Heron questioned worriedly.
"Rain!" He called to his apprentice. "Come help me, will you?"
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"Coming!" Rain said, running to him. She had just woken up and was bleary eyed. She tripped and slid on the ground then ran somemore and hit a wall. From there she slowly walked and to Heron. "What do I need to do?" SHe asked in a very ethustiastic tone.
 
Autumn looked around for Wolf. She felt terrible for letting go of the stick when she was shot. It must have crashed down on his head! She thought with a twinge of guilt.
Wolf had enough of waiting for Heron's response and took it upon himself to slip unnoticed into the distracted healer's den.
His ears perked when he saw Autumn had her head up. "Thank Tribemates gone before," he mewed with gracious relief and a broad smile parted his muzzle. "How are you feeling?"
 
"Coming!" Rain said, running to him. She had just woken up and was bleary eyed. She tripped and slid on the ground then ran somemore and hit a wall. From there she slowly walked and to Heron. "What do I need to do?" SHe asked in a very ethustiastic tone.

Embers glared at her and hissed, "Answer my questions!" More pain went through her and she flinched.
Embers gasped and looked around the camp. She started hyperventilating. "Wh-what's happening? Is that cat okay? Why am I in so much pain? Where's Lion, is he safe? How long have I been out?"
 
Embers gasped and looked around the camp. She started hyperventilating. "Wh-what's happening? Is that cat okay? Why am I in so much pain? Where's Lion, is he safe? How long have I been out?"

" I don't know whats happening. I don't know. You probably twisted your ankle or broke your leg. I don't know, he probably is safe. You have been out for almost 20 minutes." Rain said, starting to shake.

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