WingClan, a Chicken clan ЯР-- 'Fly with the breeze'

[Attack Chicken]

( :x )

Gemfeather looked up and jumped down cautiously walking towards the med den.

 

[Blue_Myst]

Quote:
"Agreed, I will tighten border security. That has been something on my mind for a while;" he shook his head in dismay, "With HackleClan experiencing an epidemic, I think we should decline war to prevent contamination."

"Thank you, Eaglestar," Bloodwing's voice carried a grateful note in it as he parted from the leader's side. "I would eat my tail feathers if something happened to this clan because of my brother."

 

[ChickieBooBoo]

I cant use any of my charactors now because any one of them might be the spy

 

[Blue_Myst]

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Lol, I was close, if I went to the right I would have been correct!

Edit- I've been having too many typos lately...

haha, right now I'm writing the battle scene that will end somebodies life... and change WingClan forever lol

Would it be too cliche to say: I have a bad feeling about this?

 

[Zinnia-Hen]

Quote:
Lol, I was close, if I went to the right I would have been correct!

Edit- I've been having too many typos lately...

haha, right now I'm writing the battle scene that will end somebodies life... and change WingClan forever lol

Suh-weeeeet

 

[ChickieBooBoo]

Quote:
haha, right now I'm writing the battle scene that will end somebodies life... and change WingClan forever lol

Suh-weeeeet

yes, I'm so excited

 

[Attack Chicken]

Gemfeather peered into the med den.

 

[Zinnia-Hen]

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Thorntalon looked over to him while pouring an elixir down a bird's throat, "What's wrong?..."

 

[Blue_Myst]

A shadow lingered over Bloodwing's eyes. The thoughts, the realities would not leave him to his solitude. Did Blackthorn deserve the death he had chosen? Probably, but the image of his brother, broken and bleeding on the ground with raspy last breaths, left him with a sorrowful tightness around the mouth. Watching the ascent of the moon as the sun gave its dying breath, Bloodwing shook his head, eyes troubled. There was nothing else to do: he had to stop Blackthorn, for his sake, his brother's sake, and for the innocents that would be killed in the cross-fire.

Heavy with the burden of duty, he stepped quietly into the medicine den, unsure why his feet were carrying him there but complying all the same. His expression softened slightly as he saw Scarletnight asleep in the bed of leaves, perhaps one of the only things keeping him in Wingclan territory for this long. That time was over, however. What would happen next at Hackleclan was uncertain. He didn't know Hackleclan. He didn't know Blackthorn. He didn't even know what he was going to do, but he did know that somewhere, he would miss Scarletnight, and Wingclan. Gently he nuzzled her with his beak, careful not to wake her, but he needed this last memory. Chest swelling as he took one last look at what might have been, he turned and walked out of the den, into the forest, and into the night.

 

[Attack Chicken]

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Thorntalon looked over to him while pouring an elixir down a bird's throat, "What's wrong?..."

"Oh um.. I'm just looking" he slunk back turning away.