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Post by FS Admin on Oct 13, 2008 15:57:29 GMT -8
--Forever Silent--
Long ago, in the high snow-topped Mountains of the Tribe Cats, a disease called the Broken disease spread throughout the Tribe. It plagued almost every cat in the Mountains and killed off many cats. It was an epidemic that lasted for moons, and took quite awhile to recover from. The symptoms were hardly noticeable. First, a cat would start to become blind, and their vision would become fuzzy for awhile before they went completely black. Many cats within the Tribe just thought that it was old age or just hereditary, and they never did anything. Then, the disease started growing and affected speech, hearing, and movement. Many cats went deaf, mute, and even lame. The Tribe had never experienced anything like this before, and didn’t have any medicines to fix it. All they could do was wait for the disease to kill off everyone, or maybe even leave if they cast out the handicapped cats. And so, the cats were cats out, left to die in the rocky and dangerous land of the mountains. The cats died very quickly, because without sigh, hearing, speech, and movement, there is no guarantee for survival. It was a sad time, but the Tribe recovered and prayed that the disease would never return…
The Clans were living in happy and peaceful times, and nothing was a bother between the four. The days wore on and everything seemed to be going smoothly. Until one night, a strange cat showed up in the ThunderClan territory. A patrol quickly spotted the cat and took it to their camp, only to recognize a familiar Tribe cat friend named Star in Darkened Sky, or better known as Star. She was in a hurry to speak to the ThunderClan leader, anxious to tell the news of the Tribe. She told the story of the Broken disease, and how the disease had returned and was rampaging through the Tribe like wildfire. The leader didn’t know what to do, and he didn’t want to risk sending any of his own warriors, afraid that they’d catch the disease and bring it to the Clans. Little did he know that Star had done just what he was afraid might happen. Star eventually left with the ThunderClan leader’s condolences but the disease lurked within the Clans, ready to spring at any moment.
Suddenly, the disease attacked, but only little by little. It only affected a few cats first, but it slowly started to spread to many of the weaker and smaller cats of the Clans. Some died, and many were cats out, left to die in the wilderness of the outside. They set up their own camp, the strongest looking after the weaker. They prayed every day for StarClan to help them, but help never came. Every day felt like an eternity, and food was scarce. The cats that couldn’t move had the hardest time, and the blind usually didn’t stray far from camp. Hunting was a major problem, and mostly the deaf and speechless hunted. The camp was almost always in silence, the cats huddled among themselves, awaiting a miracle. The Clans banned visits to the handicapped camp, afraid that the disease would spread again to the Clans. Many cats hated that they just left their loves ones to die, but they had no choice. They were condemned.
A group of apprentices, two from ThunderClan, one from ShadowClan and WindClan, and two from RiverClan, met during a Gathering and discussed the unfairness of the handicapped. The two RiverClanners, Streampaw and Bearpaw, were siblings, and their parents had lost their sight. They were left orphaned in RiverClan, and were determined to find a way to save their parents. The apprentice from ShadowClan, Mosspaw, had lost her mother because she had lost her hearing. Her father had abandoned her mother and her when she was only a kit and her mother was the only family she had. Like Streampaw and Bearpaw, she was eager to rescue her mother. The two ThunderClanners, Sagepaw and Deerpaw, and the WindClan apprentice, Quickpaw, just felt that the whole ordeal was completely out of hand and needed to be dealt with. They thought it was unfair and unjust and that the leaders needed to do something about the forgotten cats. They decided to meet every other day and come up with a plan to rescue the cats. Even though it would cost them their lives, they were determined to do the right thing.
The only thing they could think of was to travel to the Mountains and talk with the Tribe. They were most likely the only cats around that knew the most about the disease. It was decided. The five apprentices made their journey to the Mountains and were able to find the Tribe cats. Their numbers were small, because the disease had only just spread throughout their own camp. The apprentices learned little, as the Tribe had done just what the Clans had done. And so, disappointed and discouraged, the apprentices left the Mountains. But, the didn’t want to return to the Clans empty-handed. The five traveled very far, almost as far as the Sun-Drown place. When they were resting in a run-down barn, they came across a very old cat named Rapid who happened to know about the disease. He once was a cat that belonged to the Tribe, but left because of the unfairness of the whole ordeal. He traveled around for many seasons and learned quite a lot about the disease. He said that one cat told him that an flower called the Frias, or the Red-Tongued Fire Dragon was the cure for the disease. But, the flower only grew on a small island just outside the Sun-Drown place. The apprentices didn’t give up hope, and somehow had to find a way to get to the island.
With Rapid as their guide, they traveled to a Two-leg seaport and met some Ship cats named Steel and Bella. They were also going to help the apprentices to find the flower, and knew the island very well. They had also heard about the disease before, and were sympathetic to the Clans. The five apprentices only prayed that they would make it in time, and that the flower really was real on the island. Will they be able to make it in time to save the handicapped? Will they be able to find the flower? Will the Clans hold themselves together through the epidemic of the disease? Will the handicapped, broken and forgotten, be able to survive, even without the help of StarClan?
Join the adventure and live the prophecy.
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