LOOK--------->If you have the pelt and say "im competeing to be one of the chosen ones" in notes or something, then eventrullay if your still active, and i really like your character moonstar (or another starclan cat) will come down and reveal who is ACTUALLY on of the chosen ones. <-----------------LOOK not so long ago, two young clans were striving. besides the occasional border skirmishes, there was peace. no dire illness, no prophecy, no anything. But then there came a cat called Night kit, Night kit had slight anger issues. she got angry over nothing- she hated the peace, she wanted it gone. so during a border skirmish, now, night claw jumped on a cat and started to attack them. causing the other clan start attacking her clan. this started there first fight, witch also started there first death this group of clans experienced. they stared out horror at night claw, she had tarted the whole battle and killed someone. "leave our territory by sun low, or we shall chase you out." nightclaw's leader ordered. "fine i dont want to be in your stupid goodie two shoes (srry if i spelt that wrong.) clan anyway!" that night, there was a storm, a lightning bolt came down and hit a tree, the tree split and night paw happened to be right under it. (star clan's paw prints are all over this!) and after Nightclaw's last dieing breath, she didnt go to star clan. she went to the dark forest. Nightclaw began visiting cats in there sleep, tormenting them, trying to make them evil like her. She wanted to get revenge on the clans. sweet sweet revenge. in fact she planed to raise an army against star clan. and punish them for her short lived life and her time alone in the endless afterlife. but star clan sent out 4 kits against Nightclaws reblion. (they wont all be in one littler. they should be different ages) one, having a pitch black pelt, a white, a red or ginger (doesn't have to be solid), and one with a calico pelt
I am caracal kit and i am friends with Jayfeather, spottedleaf, and runningnose. i hope to stop these wars, and my own demons, and am competing to be one of the chosen ones. I murmer in my sleep, and the others think I am a blind shadow of themselves. I never met my parents... but i dream of them. they havent met me in starclan yet. the clan cats think im weak and vulnerable...i need to prove myself otherwise.
