Memories and Longing (Open)

[mystic]

Softkit
^{I like to listen. I have learned a great deal from listening carefully. Most people never listen}

Softkit sat up and slowly padded out of the nursery. Each day the pain got a little less. However it still hurt. The moment that hawk had almost taken her, and her mother's brave sacrafice. The she-kit drooped her ears and slowly padded over to the fresh kill pile. She sniffed a little and pulled a fresh mouse out of the pile. Why didn't the leader just make her an apprentice. She didn't care if she was still a kit, she didn't have a mother to cry over her. She didn't have anything. Just a big bunch of empty nothing in her chest.

Bending she began to slowly eat, gulping down the mouse. She longed for her mother's milk again, to nose her face at that soft belly. However that would be no longer. Now these strange cats had found her, trembling and shaking. They brought her here and stuck her in the nursery all by her self. Maybe she should have lied about her age.

[●Sparrow»]

HUSHKIT: the creative

Hushkit had been sitting in the nursery, his eyes resting upon his siblings as they napped. He ,however, felt to excited to nap and wanted more than anything to go outside on his own. To do as he pleased without Snowkit trying to boss him about as if he knew better than he did. Sure Hushkit loved his siblings, both of them, but there were times he just wanted a chance to be himself without a scoff from Frostheart, or any of the others as well as amusement for everything he did. Like every move he made was for fun, and all of his thoughts and stories were just silly. No one ever found him clever, though that is what the tom was. He was far more clever and insightful than anyone gave him credit for. The fluffy grey and white tabby sighed, flinching as his siblings twitched in their sleep.

He knew this would be his chance to get out while he could, and so Hushkit got to his paws and backed slowly out of the den. Not without bumping into the side first, which he was glad no one saw. When he was out in the open the tom turned around, ocean blue eyes wide in awe at how big the camp was. Each time it had this effect on him as he was rarely let out of the nursery. Though noticing the beauty of camp brought his thoughts to the beauty of his mother, he could remember the way she look, if barely. Pretty grey fur much like his, and eyes are warm as the sun themselves. How he yearned to here her speak, to sing the lullaby she made just for them as they slept. His ears fell to his skull in thought as the pain clenched his heart in remorse's strong and merciless fingers. He could never forget those words, as if they were embedded into his memory forever, to carry on with him as he lived his life.

" Like the moon to the sky I will be by your side. Though if one day we part, remember I love you with all of my heart. So don't cry, don't cry. Please dry your eyes, one day we will be together. I'll always be proud of the things you do, just stay strong, and stay true to you." he whispered to himself, quoting his mother's song in his slightly deeper voice. His ears flicked as he heard some movement in camp, embarrassed, he flushed quickly before putting his happy game face on. Turning around he saw one of his den mates, Softkit he believed her name was. He wasn't sure if she had heard him or not, so he pushed aside any emotion other than calm cheerfulness as he got to his paws. His tail swishing behind him before he trotted toward her. He noted that she looked rather lonely, and could perhaps use some cheering up. "Hey Softkit!, Mind some company?" he asked giving a low purr.

[AmberEyedWolf]

Silverstar
The weight of the world on my shoulders
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Silverstar padded from her den, looking around the camp. She nodded to the deputy as he organized the patrols for the day. Looking over to the fresh-kill pile, she noticed Softkit dragging out a mouse. The little kit looked tired and depressed.

Her heart went out to the young cat. Silverstar couldn't stand seeing cats in pain, especially when they were so young. Padding over to the fresh-kill pile, she picked up a vole before moving beside Softkit.

Dropping her vole to the ground, she looked kindly upon the kit. "Mind if I eat with you?" Silverstar's voice was gentle and kind. She wanted to let her know that it was okay to trust her, and that she only wanted to help her heal.

[mystic]

Softkit
^{I like to listen. I have learned a great deal from listening carefully. Most people never listen}

Softkit had been nibbling at her mouse, trying to remember her mother's stories. Her mother had told such good stories. One of her favourites had been of "the lion and the mouse". She closed her eyes and tried to remember it. As she was deep thought Hushkit padded up to her seeking her company. She smiled at him. "Hello Hushkit." she said softly. She smiled at the little tom, blushing brightly. "H-how are you?" she asked shyly. "Do you think you could tell me a story?" her bright eyes seemed to glow with exictment at the thought of being told a good story.

She then looked up as Silverstar approached. "G-greetings Silverstar." she said, dipping her head low in respect. "Y-you may eat with me, I-I would be honoured." She said, being polite as possible. Her mother had always taught her to be polite, and never rude. Unless there was something to be gained from being rude.

[●Sparrow»]

HUSHKIT: the creative

Hushkit ran his blue eyes over her face as she seemed a little unnerved at his presence, though from he saw it was her personality. Really he found her shy nature a good change from the others who always wanted to know what was going on al the time, and talked all the time. Still he wanted Softkit to feel comfortable around him, he wasn't someone to be feared or nervous around. Really he was the one who should be nervous, he always ran or tripped into something on a daily basis wether he admitted to it or not. Hushkit sat down in front of her, flicking his tail over his paws trying to look as non threatening as possible. His ears flicked as she said hello to him and the tom dipped his head to the female, as he second greeting. He saw others do it a lot so it seemed polite.

"H-how are you?" she asked shyly and Hushkit shrugged his shoulders. "To early to know, but so far it's going great." he replied flashing her a smile and shifting on his paws to get more comfortable. "Do you think you could tell me a story?" she asked him and her eyes seemed to brighten up at the thought, was he really that entertaining? Hushkit turned to see Silverstar approach them and he grinned as the other she-cat sat down, so he had an audiance now. Giving a low purr he turned to Softkit. "You got it." he replied and got to his paws, take a few paw steps away to turn and face them. Clearing his throat he began, "Once upon a time long before any of us were even around when the water was crystal clear instead of blue a large blueberry, and I mean a large blueberry, grew by the ocean. he lowered to his belly and crawled forward and backwards like the waves. Suddenly jumping up straight, he took a breath. " And one night during a fierce storm it managed to pluck the berry and throw it into the waves. Because the blueberry was so incredibly large it dissolved and turned the clear waters blue. From then on the waters were stained that color and now make up the rivers and the streams." he finished, plopping back down onto his hunches smiling.

[AmberEyedWolf]

Silverstar
The weight of the world on my shoulders
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After Hustkit's story was finished and her vole gone, Silverstar spoke. "What a lovely story, Hushkit. Ooh, would you like to hear one of my stories from when I was still a warrior of SkyClan?" The silver-and-black she-cat adjusted herself slightly.

"It was after SkyClan came to the gorge, but before the other three Clans were formed. Flamedance and I were out training our apprentices when we saw rocks falling on the other side of the gorge. We raced across, stopping first at the camp. We left the apprentices there and continued to the rockfall. One of the senior warriors, Rainpelt, had led a patrol there, and both of my brothers were with her.

"When Flamedance and I arrived, we could see all three of them beneath the rocks. Through a small opening, we were able to pull out Stormpelt and Stoneclaw. Rainpelt, though, was trapped beneath a boulder. I, being the smallest, slipped into the small cave that had been formed to try to rescue her. I managed to free her, but her legs had been destroyed by the rockfall.

"When we got back into camp, the medicine cat told us what we already knew: Rainpelt would never walk again." As Silverstar finished, a slightly sorrowful look filled her eyes. "Rainpelt was a brave warrior, and served her Clan well." Silverstar blinked and flicked her ears, suddenly back to the present.

With a slight smile upon her face, she gazed at the two kits. Here lies the future of the Clan. May they be filled with courage, hope, and dedication. A silent prayer to StarClan was all she could offer.

[mystic]

Softkit
^{I like to listen. I have learned a great deal from listening carefully. Most people never listen}

"That's a great story Huskit!" Squeaked Softkit, her tail flicking. She liked happy stories, and Hushkit always told the happiest of stories. They were quite good stories. The small she-kitten smiled at him and curled her tail around her feet. Then she looked up at Silverstar as the leader began to speak. Another story, both her ear perked up. As her leader told the story about a friend of hers. A fellow Clan-mate from SkyClan. It was a sad story, the little she-cat frowned.

"That's sad." She mewed. "She never got to walk again?" she paused. "If she was such a brave warrior why didn't StarClan heal her. That's cruel that they didn't." She whimpered a bit, her tail curled up around her body. "It's good that your brother's got free though." she added. The she-kitten fell silent again. Why had StarClan allowed such a brave cat to remain crippled. That was just wrong, it was evil. She frowned slightly. Then again, why has StarClan allowed an eagle to take her mother. Her tail curled around her body and she frowned again, tearing up a little.

[Bear]

Hi Wayvern, I most certainly will be able to do it. I have quite alot of time on my hands, and the school holidays are coming up soon, so I will be pretty bored. I guess I could host a competion every week if you wanted! To tell you the truth Im only 11 years old, yes, I know what your thinking, "No way, she's too young". But there are advantages, I do have a spelling age of 16, Im very good with computers, I go on the forum very often, and I can think to long limits. I can also see what people are interested in winning, well yes obviously Dragon Coins, and Powders. But Im able to look around DrA for what people need, and would like to have. I could possibly tell by their status'. I could make a quick graph of what people want, a Dragon slot, Powder, Dragon Coins, or simply just Aura. Im organized, and my computer is up-to-date. Im willing to spend the whole day on the computer just to get a competition going on. I also get very bored on the computer nowadays, so I'd be fine with this job I would take this job seriously, and fun-ly! Im not a boring old person with boring ideas. And I seriously would not mind sitting at a computer all day just doing a competition! I would actually find it quite exciting. Im a fun, and out-going person so I don't bite anyone! My contest is here. Its been approved, and im now waiting for a competer!
www.dragonadoptersforum.com/forum/index.php?topic=70160.0 Im into writing, stories, and was a runners-up in a world-wide poetry contest (I was also published in the book!). If things get a little boring, or theres technical difficulties, I can just make a quick contest that will finish in a day or so. It would help everyone put that other problem at the back of their minds. I also have very imaginative ideas, a great idea could randomly pop into my head. Here is some of them that i thought of just then
1. Draw your very own dragon
2. Re-colour your dragon
3. Make a wallpaper to do with dragons
4. Draw funny things on your dragon
5. Dress up your dragon
6. Write the biography of your dragon
7. Make a poem of your dragon, user, or a mod/admin
I have many more, but i wouldn't want to waste your time reading such a long list
I am also available most school nights, so I would be fine to make a quick last-minute contest. Im not so much in it for the pay, or the money. Im just in it because of the passion for and from Dragon Adopters. (How cheesy does that sound?!)
I would really love this job, I promise you that you won't regret it. Our family never takes holiday's on the actual school holidays, so again, I would have alot of free time. I know how to set things out, and I will double-check everything to see its in place, and to see if the post is correct.
So, got to go now. My kitten is being a hyper-active and ripping out my carpet threads Ah, gotta' love kittens Heh, heh, he,ha...
Soo,yeah.... PICK ME! XD Har,har...