Grassclan Article: The blaireau Attack

posted by orkneymatrix

Petalflight was out hunting. She was hungry, and she knew she had to feed the Clan first, but couldn't resist eating the rabbit she caught first.
Once she had finished, she paced through the forest. It was leaf-bare, and not an easy one.
She scented a souris so took the weight off her feet hoping the souris hadn't sensed she was there yet. She saw the souris come out of a rabbit burrow. Petalflight was getting ready to pounce when she caught the scent of badger. It wasn't long after she caught the scent that she noticed the blaireau set. She tried to ignore it and turned her attention back to the mouse.
She sprang, grabbing it in her jaws and finishing it off quickly.
But a sharp pain thrashed up one of Petalflight's hind legs. She turned to see a badger. It lunged at her again but this time she dodged, dropping the mouse.
She tried to run but she felt another bite, surging pain through her side.
Another bite to the head and she knew it was over, and Petalflight fell to the ground.
Her chest heaved up and down slowly and the blaireau bit her once more, this time on the throat and she felt a pang of agony before her eyes closed and it was all over.

The l’amour triangle

posted by orkneymatrix

Tigerstripe entered camp closely followed par Bluemist and Snowpaw at the head of the dawn patrol. Poppyrose was sitting with Sorrelheart and Lilydawn and went to rejoindre Tigerstripe when she saw him coming.
"Tigerstripe!" she bounded up to him. "How was the dawn patrol?"
"Good, I guess." Tigerstripe said. "How was everything back at camp?"
"Boring." replied Poppyrose pressing her flank to his. "There's never anything exciting going on here."
Tigerstripe gave her a comporting lick on the cheek. "How about we go hunting later? Just the two of us?"
Poppyrose sighed. "I guess so." she a dit as she returned...

Grassstar's Last Life Down The Drain

posted by orkneymatrix

Grassstar led Brightflower and newly named warriors Angelwing and Blossomfall on a border patrol. She had left Darkstripe in charge of camp. Brightflower paused to scent the air.
"Badger." she reported. "But its not fresh." she added.
"Thank toi Brightflower." Grassstar replied without looking back.
Blossomfall suddenly stopped. "G-g-guys?" she said, her voice quivering. "I think Brightflower's misjudged how fresh the blaireau was!" Blossomfall jerked her head to a blaireau just coming out of its set.
"What's it doing out at this time of day?" queried Angelwing. She had always been a smart and quick...

The Biggest Threat To Our Clan, Part One

posted by orkneymatrix

A patrol of four Grassclan chats padded along the boundary with Spiritclan. Darkstripe was at the head of the patrol and suddenly stopped to smell the air. "What's that scent, Darkstripe? I don't recognize it." spoke Flowerpaw.
"I don't recognize it." growled Darkstripe as he followed the trail. Flowerpaw, Brackenfoot and Krestelheart followed.
Then Darkstripe spoke. "Stop. Krestelheart and I shall go further. Brackenfoot, toi and Flowerpaw wait here." then him and Krestelheart moved on.
The two chats stopped dead in their trail when they saw another Grassclan body lying dead right in front of them,...

Gingerheart Tells The Truth To Rosepaw

posted by orkneymatrix

"Why do I have to go to the Moonstone?" asked Rosepaw. She was obviously tired.
"You have to. Grassstar's on her last life so toi might be medicine cat when she dies. Then, toi must travel there with the new leader, and toi have to lead. toi have to know the way, Rosepaw." replied Waterlily. They'd just left the camp and were heading to the Moonstone.
Rosepaw sighed. She just wanted to sleep.

It was later in the jour when they reached the Moonstone. Waterlily went under to the Moonstone, whilst Rosepaw kept watch from a boulder.

She might have dozed off because before she knew it she was back in...

Grassstar's Biography...A fatherless kit, to a young deputy, to the leader of a brand new clan

posted by orkneymatrix

Grassstar is the founder of Grassclan and the first leader. She was “a tortoiseshell she-cat with a white belly and white paws and green eyes.” She was the daughter of Hillclan members Grasspatch who was killed in battle before she was born, and Fernleaf who died when she was an apprentice. She was born with one sister, named Daisykit. Grasskit was named in honour of her father. When she became an apprentice, she achieved her mother’s best friend Dewfeather for a mentor. Grasspaw, although not very good at hunting, proved an incroyable fighter and became a warrior named Grassfoot whilst...

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The Three Rogues, Part 1

posted by MzScotGirl01

I took out a hunting patrol. There was me, Berrypaw, Rainthistle and Mousepaw. Mousepaw just came out of the bushes with a shrew in her jaws. I watched as she buried it and Rainthistle congratulated her apprentice. I looked around for Berrypaw, who came bounding out of the buisson, bush with a plump rabbit clutched in her mouth. I watched as she buried it.
"Well done!" I told my apprentice. "Come on." I said, alerting the others. "We have to catch plus before we even think about heading back."
The three chats followed me through the forest to find plus prey.

It had been a long time since their first catch...

The Biggest Threat To Our Clan, Part Two

posted by orkneymatrix

Darkstripe and Krestelheart just stared at the she-cat. The intruder rose. "Who goes there?" it said, not directing her words to anything in particular.
Krestelheart gulped and the two Grassclan chats stepped out from the long herbe into the clearing in the shade of a arbre where the cat was waiting.
"Ah..." the she-cat hissed. "Clan cats." she spat. "I could tell you'd be out looking for me soon."
"Who are you?" hissed Darkstripe, flattening his ears.
"Your worst nightmare." replied the ginger cat. "I am Daisy." then she narrowed her eyes. "I used to belong to a Clan. My mother used to be a kittypet,...

Seasnake's Death

posted by orkneymatrix

Four figures loomed through the forest. In the lead was a golden spotted cat, obviously a she-cat. Behind her was a sleek black and grey tom side-by-side with a ginger tabby. Behind was a small kit - pale red. Two plus figures stepped out from the bushes: a black she-cat and an orange tom, obviously an apprentice.
"Find anything?" asked the spotted she-cat.
"Only a faint scent of badger, Rainthistle. What about you?" the black cat replied.
"We have some news that may startle you." replied Rainthistle.
Both chats pricked their ears up.
"What is it?" asked the apprentice.
"Quiet, Timberpaw. Let her...