Chapter 2-2

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Chapter 2-2

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Several days later…

Today, the Gathering would occur under the light of the full-moon. When it was high in the sky, and glowed brightly enough so that all cats could be seen, Lynxstar, Frostfire, Shadowsmoke, Swampshine, and several warriors would make the trek to the neutral territory designated for the Gatherings to the southwest. This territory was called Fivestones, named for five high boulders on which the clan leaders would sit upon to announce the status of their clan. Coalblaze and Aspensong buzzed with excitement, as this was their first gathering that they would go as warriors. At the gathering, Lynxstar would announce the four new warriors to the clans, and all five of them would join in in chanting their names to celebrate their accomplishment.
Lynxstar looked around, gazing at the cats passing by. His gazed never lingered too long on any one cat, however, for if he did, then one cat might catch his eye and he would be forced to look away awkwardly. Lynxstar turned to Coalblaze, who was just emerging from the warriors’ den looking as peppy as ever. He opened his mouth the say something, but thought better of it. Coalblaze was now a warrior, which meant that Lynxstar would have to get used to not being able to mentor him anymore.
“Hey, Coalblaze! Would you like to patrol with me?” Lynxstar mewed instead. Coalblaze looked his direction and nodded. “Good. I’ll tell Frostfire.”
Walking up to Frostfire, who was already getting ready to organize patrols, Lynxstar changed his posture to a dignified and respectful leader once more. Nowadays he dreaded speaking to his deputy, because any word he said had a chance of drawing the tension between them to a horrible climax. If that happened, then ShadowClan would be torn in two. As the leader of the clan, it would cost more than his pride to let that happen.
“Frostfire, would you mind if Coalblaze and I patrolled the ThunderClan border?” Frostfire shook her head diplomatically, but otherwise said nothing, so Lynxstar turned away, ending the conversation. Evidently both of them wanted to talk as little as possible, though that would only draw them further apart.
Contemplating, Lynxstar beckoned for Coalblaze to follow him out of camp. As his paws dipped into the cool, consoling waters of the delta, and padded across the sandy, smooth ground, Lynxstar looked around to see the familiar pines stretch out to the sky, fading away in the fog and mist. The cloudy sky was the color of his pelt, and the water murky green with algae and sediment.
However beautiful this sight was, while Coalblaze was captivated, Lynxstar was forced to drown out his surroundings to make room for his thoughts. Why did Frostfire make him an enemy again? Oh yes, it was because of his leadership style. Lynxstar tended to circumvent and evade cats, while Frostfire, when needed, would be aggressive and assertive, something that ShadowClan needed to recover from its past leaders, like Rubystar.
The shallow waters around him transitioned to hardy ground as Coalblaze and Lynxstar padded out of the delta and into the dense forested land. With the river delta behind them, the two were headed away from the river and towards the ThunderClan borer. Coalblaze trotted happily behind him, still admiring the scenery, as he never got tired of it. Lynxstar walked on stoically, in contrast to the bubbly black tom. Turning briskly, weaving through the trees, the two friends arrived at the ThunderClan border. Lynxstar smelled the oaky reek of ThunderClan, and Coalblaze instinctively drew back disgustedly. Like with the forest, Coalblaze never got quite used to the smell.
Lynxstar and Coalblaze were just spraying and scenting the border when they heard the aggressive approaching pawsteps of a ThunderClan patrol. Coalblaze tensed – he was intimidated by warriors from other clans – and Lynxstar prepared himself to mind his words once more. He set up his walls inside his mind and fixed his posture.
Out from the undergrowth emerged three ThunderClan cats. There was a sleek-furred black she-cat, a small dilute tortoiseshell tom, and a brown tom. All of them were bristling in indignation. Lynxstar knew immediatley who they were. The black she-cat was Nightshade, the tortoiseshell tom Rarepaw, and the brown tom Rustlerush. Lynxstar sighed inwardly. These three would be trouble. They were all at least a little arrogant and aggressive, and they were not good company, let alone a pleasant surprise.
“What do you think you’re doing?” Nightshade growled, being the first to speak. All three cats’ fur stood on end, and they looked quite angry.
“Marking the border,” was Lynxstar’s taut reply.
“Obviously. But it’s just like ShadowClan to do it incorrectly,” Rarepaw hissed. Even the small apprentice looked intimidating, and his chest was puffed up with pride as a side effect of being the only tortoiseshell tom in the clans. Lynxstar could feel Coalblaze start to shrink back, but the warrior caught himself in time for none of the three warriors to notice.
“Really? If so, would you mind enlightening us on what we’re doing wrong?” Lynxstar tried for politeness, but a snort was Rustlerush’s response.
“It’s just like ShadowClan to have no idea what they’re doing. Did you even have any idea that you marked the border three tail-length’s further than it should be a five days ago? You thought we wouldn’t catch that, didn’t you?”
“We did?” Coalblaze squeaked, before he could stop himself. The three cats laughed acerbicly. Lynxstar felt a flare of panic in his chest, but also a flare of indignation. He had had no knowledge of any cat doing such thing, and in order for a cat to mark past the border, they would have had to do it intentionally. Lynxstar fished in his memory for the ThunderClan patrol five days ago. He remembered it was Squirreltail, Snowclaw, and Ashface. That put them under suspicion, though it wasn’t like any of them to do such a thing.
“Sorry, I didn’t catch that. Speak up, apprentice!” Nightshade spat scathingly. Even though Lynxstar knew that none of the cats were aware that Coalblaze was no longer an apprentice, it still hurt him quite a bit, let alone Coalblaze, to hear that the cats assumed he was an apprentice because of his demeanor and size.
“I’ll have you know that Coalblaze here is under my protection, and if you attack him, you will have to deal with my wrath,” Lynxstar spat, his temper in control but his warning real and dangerous.
“Coalblaze? How can he be a warrior acting like this? Oh wait, isn’t ShadowClan training kits again? How old is he, nine moons?” Rarepaw jibed, dealing quite an emotional blow to both ShadowClan cats. Coalblaze shrunk back and Lynxstar winced. Edged on by this reaction, Rustlerush spoke up.
“Look at how scared he looks! If ShadowClan warriors back away from an apprentice, then that says a lot about the bravery of your clan!” the brown tom sneered.
Lynxstar unsheathed his claws.
Seeing his former mentor and his leader prepare himself to defend him, Coalblaze regained his old energy and channeled it into anger and determination, unsheathing his claws as well.
“You do not act like this to any proper warrior of ShadowClan!” Lynxstar snapped, swiping his claws to rake Nightshade, the nearest cat, across the muzzle. Blood glancing off her cheek, Nightshade staggered back, but instead of looking frightened, she glowered with anger.
In a second Rustlerush and Rarepaw were on him, crossing the ShadowClan border. Attacked by two cats, Lynxstar did his best to fend them off, but only succeeded in throwing off Rarepaw. The tortoiseshell tom flew into a pine tree, and collapsed on the ground. Seeing this, Rustlerush drove his teeth deep into Lynxstar’s chest. Lynxstar clawed at his head with both paws until Rustlerush relented. He backed off, panting. Lynxstar spat on the ground and prepared to launch himself at the brown tom when Rarepaw barreled into his side. Unbalanced, the two rolled about on the forest floor, though even with his spirit, Rarepaw was overcome by the more experienced Lynxstar. Once more he was tossed about, but this time the ThunderClan apprentice was able to land on all fours.
Nightshade tackled Coalblaze, or at least, she tried. Coalblaze ducked under her and delivered a brutal uppercut to her soft, exposed belly. The black she-cat yowled in pain and flew off the ShadowClan tom. Turning around, the she-cat delivered a vicious blow to the tom. Coalblaze backed away, eliciting a taunt from the aggressive ThunderClan warrior, but then Coalblaze charged. Expecting a head-on collision, Nightshade readied herself for a counterattack. Suddenly, Coalblaze curled up into a ball and rolled under a surprised Nightshade. The tom then jumped up, exposing Nightshade’s belly once more. Coalblaze leapt and pinned the older warrior on the ground.
Seeing this, Rustlerush rushed over to help, but Lynxstar interecepted him. Bowling him over and knocking him to the ground. In a second, Lynxstar felt Rarepaw’s claws on his back, and twisted over so that the apprentice swung back and collided with the pinned Rustlerush. The two lay on the ground, huffing. Lynxstar fought against both of their struggling claws and pinned them both to the ground. He glared at both of them until he felt them give in.
“Congratulations, Lynxstar. You’ve made an enemy of ThunderClan. This time, we won’t bail you out. See how your clan fares without our support,” Rustlerush spat, his spittle shooting into Lynxstar’s eyes and blinding him enough for the two toms to throw the leader off them and push Coalblaze away. The three belligerent ThunderClan cats retreated further into the safety of their oaks and maples. Quickly running his eyes over Coalblaze, who sat shakily on the ground, Lynxstar determined that the two ShadowClan cats would be okay returning to camp.
“Are you ready to walk?” Lynxstar asked. He quicker they reached Swampshine and Shadowsmoke, the better. As medicine cats, the two would be able to heal their injuries. Coalblaze didn’t look like he was ready, but nodded his head anyway.
“You did great taking on Rustlerush and Rarepaw,” Coalblaze complimented. Lynxstar nodded in thanks.
“You did well too. You were able to fight off Nightshade, a more experienced and older warrior, even though she was quite intimidating. I think that merits congratulations. Coalblaze gave his chest a self-conscious lick.
“Thanks.”
The two toms walked in silence, both having too much on their minds to engage in idle talk anymore. Lynxstar and Coalblaze had the same question on their mind: Who had placed scent-markers over the ThunderClan border? No cat out of the three warriors that had patrolled the border five days ago seemed likely to do such a thing. If someone had done so, their scent was gone now, and the border had been pushed back to where it should be. What was the point in doing such a thing? The cat that had done so had not told any other cat about what they had done, which meant that the next patrol would mark the borders normally, and the piece of territory claimed by that cat would not last long in ShadowClan possession. The only thing that this cat had succeeded in doing is making ThunderClan angry. Was someone trying to sabotage their own clan? Either that, or ThunderClan was lying and wanted to make an enemy out of ShadowClan unprovoked. Knowing ThunderClan – Arrogant but just – it seemed unlikely that they would do anything like that. Plus, Ebonystar, the leader, followed the Warrior Code strictly and she would definitely not condone anything like this. Questions whirled about in Lynxstar’s mind, and in the midst of it, he realized that his relationship with Coalblaze had begun to drift slowly apart. Because of Frostfire and all of his concerns, Lynxstar had spent more time thinking and planning than spending time with his former apprentice. Though the two still respected and loved each other greatly – it seemed as if the two were no longer like father and son – more like old friends that saw each other only occasionally.
Lynxstar sighed. There were too many things to think about, and too many problems he had to face silently. He wished he could confide in Coalbalze, but that would weigh him down as well. At least Cypressroot seemed to be warming up to him. Perhaps he would be able to reach his first goal before the next moon passed by.
Lynxstar was dimly aware of his terrain changing once more as the two toms padded out of the cover of the pines and into the shallow water of the river delta. Lynxstar, however, drowned out the fantastic sights and scents around him. Instead, he forced his mind to thing about the gathering that would happen at night. ThunderClan would be angry at ShadowClan for trying to claim part of their territory. After all, ThunderClan had one of the smallest territories out of all the clans, and losing any part of it would damage ThunderClan. Ebonystar would, being a strict rule-follower, announce ShadowClan’s trespassing to the other three clans, which would taint ShadowClan’s already dismal reputation. This would make Frostfire very angry. A chain reaction of problems would be set off tonight, and Lynxstar’s stomach twisted and curdled.
The ShadowClan leader’s thoughts were interrupted as the two toms padded into the ShadowClan camp. Lynxstar caught Swampshine’s eye as she crouched at the fresh-kill pile, eating. The tortoiseshell she-cat took one look at the two battered toms and sighed.
“Border skirmish?” she asked nonchalantly. Lynxstar nodded, and padded closer, leaning forward to whisper in the she-cat’s ear.
“There’s something the ThunderClan patrol said today that you will want to hear,” Lynxstar whispered.
Once the cats reached the medicine den, Swampshine motioned for Lynxstar and Coalblaze to sit and she and Shadowsmoke prepared poultices and rummaged for herbs. Eating whatever the two she-cats gave them, Lynxstar began to feel the dull pain subside, though the fatigue did not.
“So, what was it you wanted us to hear?” Swampshine asked.
“Well, when we met the ThunderClan patrol, they accused us of marking the border about three tail-lengths away from where it should be, if I’m not mistaken. They said that a ShadowClan patrol did this about five days ago. Five days ago, the patrol consisted of Squirreltail, Ashface, and Snowclaw. However, knowing them, I don’t think–“ Lynxstar explained, but Swampshine cut him off.
“Well, if they think those three did it, then they’re obviously lying. ThunderClan’s just being arrogant as usual. Think nothing of it.” Swampshine waved Lynxstar off dismissively.
“But I think something weird is going here! Why would ThunderClan want to make an enemy of us?” Coalblaze blurted out, voicing his thoughts. Swampshine shrugged.
“Who knows what ThunderClan cats think? Oh wait, they don’t,” Swampshine spat bitterly. As a cat who hated being pushed around, Swampshine had developed a special hatred for ThunderClan, because they were the clan who had a reputation for helping out the other clans when they didn’t want to be assisted.
“I agree with Coalblaze. Something’s wrong. Ebonystar would not condone making up an excuse just to fight ShadowClan. I think it’s a ShadowClan cat who’s doing this–“ Lynxstar started, but Swampshine silenced him with a look.
“Are you accusing one of your clanmates of being disloyal?” the tortoiseshell cat asked with narrowed eyes, an edge to her voice.
“N-no! Of course not!” Lynxstar stuttered. “I just was about to say that that doesn’t make sense either. ‘Cause if so, then all that would accomplish is making ThunderClan angry at us. No matter who is responsible, just creates conflict for both clans for no reason. It doesn’t make sense, which is why I want to talk about it.”
“Well, what’s the point in telling the clan?” Swampshine retorted, seemingly resolute in her attempt to fault Lynxstar, though because of reason unknown.
“It would be better for them to not be surprised if Ebonystar brings it up at the gathering tonight,” Lynxstar replied smoothly, though Swampshine was not satisfied.
“If we already know that somebody’s been marking the borders wrong, then we won’t act surprised at the gathering. Won’t we look suspicious?” Lynxstar had to admit, the she-cat had a point.
“Okay. You’re right, I won’t tell them. But still, I want you two to keep a lookout for any cat acting suspicious and leaving camp for an unusual amount of time.” Shadowsmoke, who had remained quiet and lost in thought, nodded. Her mentor Swampshine nodded grudgingly as well. Everyone in the clan knew that she hated taking orders, no matter how reasonable they were. Ducking out of the medicine cat den, Lynxstar and Coalblaze saw Cypressroot and his former mentor Voidtail chatting away near the fresh-kill pile. Seizing the opportunity to get to know them, the duo headed over to join in the conversation. It wasn’t long until the four cats became well acquainted, happily relaxing and talking as the comforting mist of their homeland swirled about them.


The sounds of quiet sets of paws trotting over leaves and dirt broke through the midnight ambience of crickets and the wind. The full-moon shone brilliantly, illuminating the ShadowClan cats with a silver sheen. The rustling of the leaves were caused by the branches of the pines moving about restlessly, in wait for the gathering, as the wind egged them on. The cats ran in an arrow-shaped formation, with Lynxstar at the lead, followed by Swampshine, Frostfire, and Shadowsmoke. Behind the four leading cats was a congregation of warriors streaking through the undergrowth. These cats were headed towards Fivestones, where they would meet the other four clans. However, in order to get there, the cats all had to cross into ThunderClan territory to avoid swimming across the river. The tall pines gave way to the shorter oaks and maples that the ThunderClan cats lived in. Though the unfamiliar terrain was alien to the cats, they still travesred it without much complications. As they arrived at the clearing, the cats looked around to see another congregation of cats with a brown-and-white tom sitting on a gigantic stone that jutted forth from the ground. The reason it was called Fivestones was that there were four stones just like the one that the tom was sitting on – one for each clan. Lynxstar slowed, then halted, and the rest of ShadowClan followed his lead. The ShadowClan leader dipped his head politely to the brown-and-white tom. This tom was Eaglestar, leader of SkyClan, and the cats clustered around him were his clan.
Lynxstar dreaded ThunderClan’s approach. He knew that Ebonystar would bring up the borders and he would be forced to defend himself in front of the other three clans. Most of the time he watched conflict during the gatherings and soothed and mollified the other clans – but to be attacked and forced to defend was something Lynxstar hated to do. He hated doing it with words, and he hated doing it with claws. He felt no satisfaction that he had won the skirmish with the ThunderClan patrol. In fact, he felt guilty for fighting, even though he couldn’t stand by and watch Coalblaze be jeered at.
The drifting scent of ThunderClan cats and the sound of approaching footsteps alerted the ShadowClan leader that ThunderClan had entered the vicinity. Out of the oaks and maples that ShadowClan had trekked through emerged a black-pelted she cat with amber eyes and a rigid posture. Behind her trailed an orange she-cat, and a black tom. The black she-cat turned to Lynxstar coolly, her face relaxed but a dangerous and contemptuous glint in her eyes. Lynxstar dipped his head, offering an unassuming greeting. Forestheart, the orange she-cat, and Blackrose, the black tom, returned it, but Ebonystar had already gracefully leapt up to the top of one of the stones. Realizing that he was still on the grass while the other leaders sat on the higher ground, Lynxstar clambered up towards the nearest rock.
Lynxstar expected RiverClan to arrive next, since they were the closest to Fivestones. In fact, the cats could see the RiverClan camp in the distance. Straining to see, Lynxstar spotted several bobbing shapes in the water, moving gracefully and swiftly through the river currents. The other two leaders looked in RiverClan’s direction as well, and waited expectantly for the cats to arrive. Like always, the RiverClan cats emerged from the water, their pelts dripping with water and clinging to their forms. It looked as if they all were weighed down by their fur, but they still moved gracefully enough to quickly cluster around the rock in between SkyClan and ThunderClan. Oceanstar, the RiverClan leader, quickly climbed up the rock and started grooming herself of the river plant life and sediment, though she made no attempt to dry her fur. Lynxstar made eye contact with the grey she-cat, hoping to find a less hostile gaze. Oceanstar looked his way, and offered a polite nod. Lynxstar flicked his tail, turning to Eaglestar. The proud and regal leader looked his way for a second and flicked his tail, but quickly turned away to greet Oceanstar. The RiverClan deputy, Stormsurge, greeted Frostfire and Forestheart, as well as Silentsong, the SkyClan deputy.
WindClan was the last to arrive, as their territory was the furthest away from Fivestones. Out from the forest rushed Servalstar, a lean tan tom a spotted pelt. Following him was Hickoryhorizon, another orange she-cat, and Solrise, the WindClan medicine cat. Behind the three was Moorsong, the medicine cat apprentice. The WindClan warriors quickly took their places so that the gathering could begin. Eaglestar spoke first, starting his report as soon as Servalstar reached the top of the rock.
“Prey is running well in SkyClan. We have more than enough prey to last us through leaf-bare. We also have a new warrior, Carrioncrow, and a new apprentice, Friendpaw.”
Automatically, the other four clans began to chant the new warrior and apprentice’s names, and Lynxstar spotted a black tom puffing out his chest with pride, and a small ginger tom next to him beam with excitement, looking quite like Coalblaze did at his apprentice ceremony. After the chanting was over, Oceanstar moved to speak.
“We’re doing fine in RiverClan too. Like SkyClan, we are set for leaf-bare. Two rogues – a ginger she-cat and a brown tom – wanted to join our clan, but they proved unfit for clan life. They are gone now. If you see them, don’t waste your time letting them in,” Oceanstar announced. Even though her words were harsh, her tone did not carry any hint of disdain.
“WindClan is doing okay. Irecalm has had her kits, and our apprentices will become warriors soon,” Servalstar spoke tersely.
“ShadowClan is doing great. We have four new warriors among us: Coalblaze, Twoheart, Aspensong, and Cypressroot. We have enough prey to last us through leaf-bare as well,” Lynxstar announced. All heads turned to the four new warriors as each of them reacted in their own unique ways. The clans chanted each of their names, though Lynxstar spotted Ebonystar looking impatient as she waited for her change to speak. As the voices died down, Ebonystar spoke above the subsiding clamor.
“As always, ThunderClan is strong. We have more than enough prey to last us through leaf-bare as well. However, that does not warrant seizure of ThunderClan territory,” Ebonystar began, glaring at Lynxstar, knowing that all the other clan cats would follower her stare. Lynxstar stomach dropped. He looked onward, not lowering his gaze. “Recently it seems that ShadowClan patrols have overstepped the boundaries set by our ancestors and have insisted on marking the borders further than they should be, effectively expanding ShadowClan grounds. This is not acceptable in any way, and we of ThunderClan hereby adjure the cats of ShadowClan to back down.” Yowls of indignation arose from the ShadowClan cats, but Ebonystar stood her ground with a look of disgust. Lynxstar, knowing that everyone was expecting him to respond, quickly fished for words.
“Very well. While I claim no part nor do I claim responsibility for this transgression, I and the cats of ShadowClan will do everything in our power to ensure this conflict is resolved as soon as possible, the culprit is found, and our two clans can come to a peaceful resolution and understanding,” Lynxstar replied tactfully, bowing his head. Ebonystar scoffed, taking his statement as cowadice, much to Lynxstar’s chagrin. It hurt him even more to hear mutters of outrage at his mollifying remark, as many of his clanmates, especially Swampshine, hated to see their leader backing down from a challenge instead of standing up for ShadowClan. Hearing this, Ebonystar scoffed.
“You say you claim no responsibility, Lynxstar. I think you’re right. It appears you have no control over your clan,” The black she-cat slighted. After this, Lynxstar knew he had to defend himself. If he did not, it would be a disaster.
“That’s an odd statement, coming from a person who has no control over their words,” Lynxstar retorted. A hush fell over the crowd as the full-moon’s light fell on the two hostile leaders. The clans stood in silence for a few seconds, when the moonlight suddenly disappeared under a blanket of dark, stormy clouds. The sky, however, had been clear just a moment before. All the cats drew back in fear. If clouds covered the moon, then it could only mean one thing: StarClan was angry. Ebonystar looked around, panic showing clearly on her face as she realized what she had nearly done. She had almost broken one of the rules of the Warrior Code, and it would haunt her dreams for at least a week.
“StarClan is angry!” Blackrose, the ThunderClan medicine cat yowled through the din. “The gathering is over!” Dozens of bristling pelts brushed against each other every which way as the clans fled from Fiverstones. Taking one last hostile look at Lynxstar, Ebonystar disappeared into the night, her clan following. RiverClan dived into the refuge of the river, and WindClan bolted out of the clearing with the speed they were known for. Sky and Shadowclan were the last to depart, and the grey tom noticed Eaglestar avoiding eye contact with any ShadowClan cat. The two last clans slipped into the darkness, stumbling around now that the full-moon’s light was gone. Humiliated and fearful, Lynxstar led his mutinous clan back to camp. So many hostile faces swarmed his senses. How close was Frostfire to achieving her goal? If StarClan themselves were angry at him, did Lynxstar rightfully deserve to be leader of ShadowClan?

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August 8th, 2017, 8:40 am

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Have I ever mentioned how much I hate ThunderClan? Poor Coalblaze!

Although I do think Lynxstar has to step it up, even if he doesn't want to. Ebonystar was kind of right; Lynxstar IS losing control of his clan.

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August 8th, 2017, 8:42 am

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@ShadowStalker1128:
Hmmhmm

Also
Rarepaw
Dang
That burn was absolutley sick if I say so myself XP

Hehmp
Stop reading too fast because I can't keep up writing

And I love making all the characters in my story have good points

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August 8th, 2017, 9:00 am

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@WildfireK: Yup yup

Lynxstar's retort to Enonystar was kinda lame tho
Wow Lynxstar XD

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August 8th, 2017, 9:08 am

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@ShadowStalker1128:
Eyup it was meant to be childish XD
It hurt everybody to see Lynxstar make a fool out of himself and ShadowClan when faced with a challenge from ThunderClan XD

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August 8th, 2017, 10:17 am

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@ShadowStalker1128:
Oh my Rayfi your profile pic
I didn't expect it to look that good

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August 8th, 2017, 10:19 am

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@WildfireK: I did :P

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August 8th, 2017, 10:21 am

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@ShadowStalker1128:
Lol

hold on
Let me post a new quarter of Lynxstar's Tyranny I just finished

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August 8th, 2017, 10:24 am

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@WildfireK: yay some thing else to read :3

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October 14th, 2017, 8:50 am

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good job Ebonystar.Good job.

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