Chapter 16: Up!

Another chapter, finally! It took forever to write; I've had major major writer's block with everything the last few weeks...and then school is a factor too. D:

Anyways, question time~

Lynxeye: I was a little surprised about the name 'Blitz'. In German, it means lighning, but is it used in English, too?

I believe it's a football term, also, here in America. Blitz was actually born a kittypet; his owner, being a football fan, named him after a certain play. Blitz assumed it was because of his speed, and when he joined the Kalan, that is what he told them. It's actually a tribute to an old friend of mine; he was in an old role-playing site, my very first; he was a truly great guy (awesome at role-playing romances, let me tell youuuu) but after the site collapsed we lost contact. Anyways, he had a character named Blitz...so. If you're reading this, Bramble (I seriously doubt it, since you left after losing interest in Warriors), I miss ya~

The Violet Gleek: Will we ever see Belladonna again? 

I can't say anything...but if we do, you might not like who you see. ;)

Rockpool: Is there a possible ReedXJag sooner on? I know Reed isn't going to and have more kits, but they could still become mates. Is there going to be a ReedXJag?

I can tell you about as much about ReedxJag as I can ForestxSilver, loves. Keep your fingers crossed~

Unfortunately, since you guys didn't really review a whole lot, there weren't many questions...BUT Forest, Jag, and Reed are now on the character bios section of the blog, by request! Go look at them if you must~

New chapter!

Chapter 15 is up, which means I'd normally be answering questions. However, you guys really haven't asked any (besides ForestxSilver, obviously). So.

Flamesong: Northstar won't know where Silverstreak is, since she said her name was Shimmer. Mousepaw and Rainwind probably won't even mention her to Lightstar, in case he gets angry that they just left her there unsupervised, and even if they did, Northstar would just think it was a random loner in the territory. Sorry if the Ravenwing thing confused you; she knows a lot about herbs because she was training to be a medicine apprentice for several moons, switching to a warrior apprentice in the last few moons of her apprenticeship for Eaglestrike.

Just because my last few pairings (TigerxFox, SnowxFrost, kinda TigerxGinger) ended with death doesn't mean this one will...I mean, there's a high chance that it will, but maybe it won't. Maybe.

Anyways, hope you enjoyed this chapter; it was so long, gawdddd.

Also, funnily enough, I recently joined a role-play site where the leader was a follower of Shattered! (Brownie points, heck ya~). Kat, if you're reading this, I'm really excited about being in the guild! :D

Also, guys, we've got a sequel in the works! I'm not leaking anything yet, but the title will be Chilled. Interpret that however you like. I might have a bio for one of the main characters soon. ;)

Sneak Peak: Prologue

This is a peek at the prologue for a story I'll be writing soon, on FictionPress. It's my first FictionPress story, but I think it'll be a fun one. Enjoy this glance~

She whimpered, clawing at the clear door that was all separating her from her family. She could see them, the dark shadows huddled together in the small room, a small blaze burning in the home-of-the-fire. By contrast, she was shivering and cold in the darkness, out of the place she had once called home.

She whimpered again, unable to understand how things had changed so quickly. Why had her Girl abandoned her to the cold? Why had she let the cruel Man throw her away, like she was a scrap of trash? Didn’t her Girl love her anymore?

She must have done something wrong; yes, that was it. She had tried to be a good pup, quiet and obedient, never underfoot, but she hadn’t been perfect. She would try harder, oh yes she would, if only the People would let her back inside!

The fire suddenly flickered out, and the dark shapes began to stir. Hope leaped in the pup’s chest suddenly.


They’ll come and let me back in, she thought, I’ll do everything, the I’m-so-sorry whimper and the I’m-so-small belly-flattening, and maybe the I-love-you-still hand-lick for good measure, so they understand.


Her dark tail began to wag as the People rose to their strange paws, only to stiffen as they began moving away, going to the upper-house-place where they laid in the nests-full-of-soft-bliss and dreamed sweet dreams. The pup’s eyes widened, as she realized they weren’t coming for her, weren’t coming to let her in. The People were leaving her!


She let out howl of fright, remembering the stories of the-one-who-smelt-of-milk, the one that had birthed her so many moons ago. The-one-who-smelt-of-milk had been called “Mother”, and told her and her siblings of stories, stories of the terrible dogs that walked the streets and snapped up unwary pups.


She began trembling with fear, imagining the gleam of wild eyes in the shadows. She let out another howl, feeling misery well up in her little puppy-heart. Why had her People abandoned her?


Before she knew it, she had thrown back her head and poured her sorrow out to the stars, stopping only to suck in a breath before beginning again, crying for her Girl and for the-one-who-smelt-of-milk who had disappeared so long ago, and her siblings who had slowly stopped moving and grown cold. She cried and she cried until she simply collapsed on the doorstep, her muzzle resting against the damp stone that had been wet hours ago, drenched in the pouring rain.


A light suddenly blazed forth, and her head shot up, her black ears pricked. Hope leaped in her chest, and her heart began to pound. The light must be from her Girl! Her Girl must be coming down to rescue her from the darkness and the danger!


Her tail began wagging, and she made eager hurry-get-here barks, bouncing on her paws despite the weariness she had felt moments ago. She even spun in a circle, chasing her wagging tail, before stopping in fear as she felt the heavy footsteps pounding down the stairs. Her eyes widened as the dark shape appeared in front of the door, and she could feel her tail dropping, tucking right into her fold between her legs. She let out a whimper as the Man’s cold blue eyes pierced her, set in a dark face with black hair. He was hairier than most people, with thick hair growing on his face, contrasting sharply with his chilling eyes. She felt his gaze as sharply as she would a smack to the muzzle.


Slowly, he opened the door. She rushed forward, trying to get around his legs, only to feel herself being grabbed by her scruff. She hung there for a moment in his grip, powerless, before he flung her into the street. She landed in a puddle left by the rain. She wasted no time, springing to her paws and running back to him, letting out forgive-me-whimpers, but it did her no good. Twice more he flung her into the street, only for her to rush back. The fourth time she landed in the puddle, she stayed there, without even the tiniest scrap of strength. The water lapped against her muzzle, and her soft eyes stared at the Man. He watched her for a moment, before the door slammed and he retreated back to his sleeping-place.


She lay there limply, every bone aching from the force of his throws and the hardness of the ground. The water’s chill seeped through her pup-fur, and her eyes drooped closed.

 Who is our puppy friend? What will become of her? And what's even the plot of this story? Hopefully we'll find out soon. The rest of the prologue will be on my FP account soon~


I know it's spaced weird, but I don't know why...sorry, guys, I'm still getting used to things here!

C H A R A C T E R  B I O S

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Hey, guys! You might recognize these bios from my deviantART. I didn't like the way they were displayed there, so I'm moving them to here. They'll still be in my scraps. This post will be for the Shattered bios only; keep an eye out for characters in future stories, though. The first cat creator  (created by Kamirah on dART, link below) will be for she-cats while the second (created by Neikoish, link below) will be for toms.

Silverstreak is kind and gentle, as well as understanding of others. She's very open and trusting, but this makes her vulnerable and gullible. She believes everyone can have a second chance, and that they deserve one. This gets her into trouble when she trusts the wrong cats. She's honest above all else, but can become enraged if decieved. Sometimes she puts missions before her friends, or arranges her priorities in a way that others disagree with, putting StarClan before everything else, even those that are close to her. She's never been in  love, or felt any attraction towards any other cat, and so she doesn't quite understand the emotions that power others. Sometimes she's sorrowful, remembering BirchClan and those who died fighting for it. She's made a vow to recreate it as a new Clan, somewhere where AuroraClan's taint will never touch it again.

Ravenwing is the sister of Frostfeather; they are complete opposites. Ravenwing is gentle and soft-spoken, with a knack for smoothing over conflicts and soothing others. She's known for her patience and her diligence, never giving up no matter how the odds are stacked against her. She's more of a healer than a fighter, but she is still an excellent hunter. She is very shy, and adapting to a Clan full of new cats promises to be a struggle forever; it is, however, a struggle she intends to win.

Frostfeather is one of Silverstreak's best friends; they've always been very close to one another. Frostfeather and her sister are polar opposites; Frostfeather is fiery and spirted, and willing to fight for her friends no matter the cost. She does have a tender side, but she exposes that only to her friends and to kits. She's known for having quite a temper; her name makes her sound gentler than she actually is. She also has an appetiate for toms, no matter of fur-color, temperment, or even Clan. For this reason, her loyalties are sometimes questioned, but she'd never turn against her true Clan.

Northstar is remarkable in appearance for his white fur and black paws, and he is also renowned for his tactical brilliance and cold heart. He carefully orchestrated his father's death to gain power for himself, as Crowtalon, his deputy, brought to light. Sly and cunning, he's not above using good deeds to fuel dark motives. His hunger for power has not been dampened by his betrayal at the paws of his deputy. As a young apprentice, he was shy but sweet, blossoming under Brackenheart's careful training. After he lost Brackenheart in a terrible battle, as well as the apprentice he loved from afar, he became more withdrawn and bitter, despite being trained by his father as he had always wished. Despite his deeds, his faith in StarClan is actually very strong, although his sense of morality is much weaker.

 

Lion was once a proud, strong warrior that led a small family of loners. However, when BirchClan learned of the family's existence, Fadedstar gave Lion a choice: Side with BirchClan against FrozenClan, or be exiled. Lion's mate, Clover, was with kits and too far along to be moved safely, giving Lion no choice but to fight for BirchClan. In their first attack, everyone including Clover was killed, leaving Lion the sole survivor of the battle. The sorrow of losing his entire family twisted him, and sent him looking for revenge. He found it by killing Slaughter's nine guards, then Slaughter himself, but he won't be satisfied until all of BirchClan, which he holds also responsible, is no more.

 

Darkstorm is an strange character. He is incredibly lazy, barely lifting a paw to clean his own fur, let alone take care of an entire Clan's worth of cats. He also loves she-cats, flirting with basically anything that moves (he has an immense crush on Frostfeather, but she doesn't appear to return his affections). Darkstorm also has a puzzling fear of kits, although even he doesn't quite understand why. Despite being both lazy and a coward, he does have the inner strength of a warrior, if he could only see it within himself.

 

Forest is a loner, living in PeakClan's forest. For many moons, he managed to keep out of their way (unlike the old tom who had lived in the forest even before the Clan, who was eventually killed by a couple of apprentices) until Silverstreak stumbled onto the forest. Knowing that Silverstreak was scouting out the territory for herself, probably to bring more cats and settle down, he kidnapping her, hoping that her friends would come and, seeing that she wasn't there, move on. He was not an abusive kidnapper; Silverstreak suffered no harm at his paws, except self-inflicted injury. Forest is very laid-back, allowing Silverstreak some degree of freedom, and even chatting with her openly. He's a very good-natured cat, as is shown by his trademark smile. While hunting for Silverstreak, he was attacked and nearly killed by Northstar. Rather than fleeing, Silverstreak tried to tend to his wounds, although his recovery is not certain. He harbors a strong mistrust of all Clan cats, bordering on hatred, although he has not been shown to be violent towards them when not threatened.

(Forest's image is pre-Northstar-attack, since I made it before the notion of him being attacked ever entered my head. He'll obviously be a bit more scarred if he manages to fight off the infection.)

Reedrush is a fighter. Her family - called the 'Kalan', a twisting of the word 'Clan' - fell apart after her adoptive father's death. However, rather than giving in to hopelessness, she and her childhood friend Blitz managed to survive for many moons together. They were separated, however, soon before she realized she was pregnant with his kits. To give her kits a better chance at survival, she joined the Twolegs, only to escape from them when she realized they might steal her kits from her permanently. As this indicates, she is very family-orientated, and will gladly fight for any cat she holds dear. She is also quick to trust, despite the hard times she has suffered. A little impulsive and quick to judge others, she is a cat who, while usually gentle, possesses a strong fighting spirit.

Jag's appearance is a little shocking to those that do not know him. His large size, dark pelt, and twisted scars make him seem to be a more menacing cat than he truly is. Although he has no problem killing and is never afraid to use his claws, he is not a violent soul. A hard life shaped him into a strong cat, but it never gave him a hardened heart. He is notable for having a 'soft spot' for kits, probably stemming from the fact that his brother, whom he was very close to, died as a kit. Jag was unable to save his brother from another tom, and this feeling of helplessness and love for his brother probably fathered his protective feelings for kits. Despite this, Jag can be ruthless when he must, and if anyone he cares about is threatened, he will not hesitate to make the killing blow, often without asking questions. He is loyal to those who can earn his respect, but for such a hardened cat, it is very difficult.

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Welcome!

Hey! If you found me, it was probably through fanfiction.net, right? If not, you might wanna back-track, because unless you're interested in my work (either on fanfiction.net or fictionpress.net) there really isn't much for you here. If you do leave, good luck on finding a blog you'd rather read. If you stayed, then awesome! You're probably one of my hundred readers/some number of reviewers (it varies, y'know?). If so, then you're at the right place. :)

I decided to make this blog in place of my usual Author Notes (AN's). Mainly because they take up a lot of space on my chapters, and yet sometimes I feel like I barely say anything in them. Here on this blog, I'll respond to ALL questions (whether through review or comments on the blog; PMs will get a direct response from me. Please note that I will NOT respond to questions about the plot in the future; you'll get no spoilers from me ;)). Questions can be from anything I've written, even things not posted on fanfiction.net (such as my earlier works, several of which were removed).

You can also Ask-A-Character any question you'd like (I'd prefer the characters were from finished stories, but on-going stories are open for questions too; any questions you ask will receive a respond directly from the character, as I'm just the dummy with the fingers (if you're an author, you know the feeling I'm sure).

Those that read the blog might also receive some sneak peaks, such as pictures of future characters, excerpts from stories that are as-of-yet unreleased, character bios (from Shattered onwards; mostly main characters, but I'll take others by request) and some more goodies as well~

This entire blog is really an experiment for me; let's see how this goes~!