Post by Dream Mistress on Jun 7, 2007 18:41:47 GMT -5
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You see four cats. A small tortoiseshell, a large ginger, a slender grey, and a stocky black tom.
"I am Foreststar, the leader of ThunderClan." The tortoiseshell meows, her blue eyes burning into yours. Her body is strong, though small, with lush fur.
"I am Nightstar, leader of ShadowClan," continues the black tom. His yellow eyes are cold and calculating. His breath is equally cold, revealing the cold winds that blow over the shadows.
"I am Flamingstar, the leader of WindClan," mews the large ginger. His amber eyes smile into yours. His fur is thin and windswept.
"And I am Silverstar, the leader of RiverClan," finishes the slender silver tabby. Her light blue eyes shine with the glory of StarClan, her thick fur glistening wet but warm.
"Come. Follow us-to your new home."
"Will you join ThunderClan?
"RIverclan?
"WindClan?
"Or ShadowClan?" The four leaders, who walk on starry paws, take turns meowing their invitations.
"Come. Join us," purrs Foreststar.
"Feel the wind through your fur," adds Flamingstar.
"The satisfaction as you stalk, pounce and catch prey..." continues Silverstar.
"The exhilaration that battle brings," growls Nightstar.
"And experience the world of Warriors...where warriors are made, battles are fought and friendships strengthened." They conclude together, then vanish slowly.
Do you choose to join them?
<img src="http://i120.photobucket.com/albums/o189/Dreamer0703/Warriors-ForeverIIBanner.jpg" alt="Warriors: Forever II"></a>
You see four cats. A small tortoiseshell, a large ginger, a slender grey, and a stocky black tom.
"I am Foreststar, the leader of ThunderClan." The tortoiseshell meows, her blue eyes burning into yours. Her body is strong, though small, with lush fur.
"I am Nightstar, leader of ShadowClan," continues the black tom. His yellow eyes are cold and calculating. His breath is equally cold, revealing the cold winds that blow over the shadows.
"I am Flamingstar, the leader of WindClan," mews the large ginger. His amber eyes smile into yours. His fur is thin and windswept.
"And I am Silverstar, the leader of RiverClan," finishes the slender silver tabby. Her light blue eyes shine with the glory of StarClan, her thick fur glistening wet but warm.
"Come. Follow us-to your new home."
"Will you join ThunderClan?
"RIverclan?
"WindClan?
"Or ShadowClan?" The four leaders, who walk on starry paws, take turns meowing their invitations.
"Come. Join us," purrs Foreststar.
"Feel the wind through your fur," adds Flamingstar.
"The satisfaction as you stalk, pounce and catch prey..." continues Silverstar.
"The exhilaration that battle brings," growls Nightstar.
"And experience the world of Warriors...where warriors are made, battles are fought and friendships strengthened." They conclude together, then vanish slowly.
Do you choose to join them?