Story? (Invis/Open)

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Mintkit padded into the elders' den. She was in a pretty decent mood today, and since she hadn't ever been in the elders' den, the kitten thought it'd be a good idea to give the elders a chance. After all, Mintkit could imagine that at least one of RockClan's elders could muster up a good story for the little gray tabby. "Hello?" Mintkit called, not thinking about whether or not she had the chance of waking a cat up, "any elders in here right now? I want a story, if you'll tell one."

[Weedtail]

Weedtail woke up a little startled by the kits calling, her waking up noises consisted of many grunts and snorts that were anything but attractive. The old bag of fleas wobbled over to the tiny kit and lied down obviously still a little tired.

" yes little one? anything in particular you would like to hear about?"

The old elder blinked a lot trying to wake herself up.

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Mintkit dipped her head in respect to the older cat, then thought for a few moments, looking down at her paws. She in particular didn't really know any stories, but she hadn't gained enough courage to come into the elders' den and wake up Weedtail for nothing. "How about," Mintkit muttered, still thinking for a few moments, "a story about one of the battles of the Clans? Like, one RockClan has been in!" Mintkit mewed, looking up from her paws and blinking. Her tail began to lash wildly at the thought of a battle, and she hoped that RockClan had won many battles in its time.

[Weedtail]

Weedtail's face scrunched up into an expression that only had one meaning- kits are adorable-. She looked looked at the kits tail and playfully pretended she couldn't catch it under her sheathed paw.

"Well, there are many stories of Rockclan battles. Unfortunately I do not think we won very many. We havent been as strong in numbers as we are now. But there was one, where we did win! and it was a battle against Iceclan and Treeclan which was very uncommon for our warriors then because usually we sided with Treeclan. But this time our leader Venomstar sided with Fireclan. I can remember the roaring sounds of battle coming out of the trees from the valley below our camp's cliff. Battles are not as glorious as you think, they are filled with fear and pain. I believe at this time Tearblossom was alive, her sister Pantherstalker was too. They were battling Treeclan when a Darkpool spirit possessed Tearblossom from a warrior she had attacked and killed. This made her turn against her clan and go wild across the Fireclan camp, destroying as much as she could. There was a viscous battle between the Fireclan warriors and Tearblossom, but they were half scared to kill her... they did not want to get possesd too. When Rockclan caught word of this they ran heroically down the cliff and Pantherstalker with them. She couldent believe her sister was doing this, that it had happened to her sister of all people to Darkpool to catch in thier claw grips. When our warriors got there Tearblossom leaped at Pantherstalker and they fought hard. Finally Patherstalker had to kill her sister, it was the only way she could release her from Darkpools claws. Once that deed was done Tearblossom when to join Cloudclan , and now she watches over us. Her sister Pantherstalker did not get possessed because Darkpool was too weak. We all mourned for Tearblossom but at least we knew she was in a better place. Rockclan won the battle because darkpools influence over Treeclan and Iceclan was gone."

Weedtail stopped and looked down at the kit, suddenly afraid she would give her Darkpool dreams (nightmares) because of the story.

"But don't you quake when evening comes, Darkpool is far to weak to ever try to do something like that agian."

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"Darkpool? What is Darkpool?" chimed a small kit, silverish grey eyes with black dog like markings. His eyes were faded and under them pools of black that resembled 100 sleepless nights. He wasn't awfully skinny, but he wasn't very large in size.

but there was one thing the distinguish him particularly well, besides his haunted appearance. his speech pattern, the way he didn't really think about anything, he was.. Mentally deformed. He was still able to speak, and think, but feelings were a bit more distant. For example, giving another pain, he couldn't feel remorse, but he wasn't aware of this yet, aware of anything.

"So this Pantherstalker.. killed..  Tearblossom?" he kind of laughed at the thought.. killing. it was weird to imagine. different. "And that was her sister? What a demonic cat!" he laughed, his eyes rimmed with pretty much nothing. He was laughing, at death.

[Weedtail]

Weedtail looked over at the kitten who seemed to be, a little out of sorts. And listend to his questions and comments. The poor little bundle of fur seemed to be twisted in someway or another, so she tryied to explian

" Darkpool, is a place that no cat ever wants to find themselves in... it is a place that is worse then death itself. Cats do not want to be dead, and it is important to honor the wishes of others, but Pantherstalker was doing tearblossom a favor by killing her. Tearblossom would never again had been herself and she would have caused destruction that was unimaginable if left alive, the real Tearblossom inside of her would have hated and remorsed over every bit of pain she caused to another, and pain is not right "