Its only a dream

[Chaos <3]

A young Himalayan she cat skimmed through the unreal forest. She would pause and stare in astonishment of what was in in front of her eyes. There were snakes that did not bite, there were Cats from different Clans getting along with each other. This shocked The young femme because usually there is conflict, always making a positive into a negative. This also confused her since it was the opposite where she lived. In this never ending forest the shadows covered her face so i was impossible to see who it was. The femme was a small build and was fluffy which had a tinge of chaos to it. Her aroma a scent that would make those happy turn nervous and furious at anything in their path. If any saw her face they would know who cute and adorable she is, but that was a trick. She may use it against them, they would not know because next thing they know, she bites. To their relief they will wake up and not remember a thing. She does not remember either, but every time she returns she bites. Now biting isn't what you think, it is not her physically biting anyone, it is how she treats them.

The femme reached the end of the never-ending trail, because there was nothing left in the forest. This revealed her face, which was not a shock of who it was. It turned out to be Chaosfrost, the ShadowClan deputy. She had been here before, but she does not remember it, that is the problem of dreamscape, The same thing could happen over and over and you would never know. She decided to turn around and go to the entrance to the never ending forest. The name was not that well named but it made sense, it had no ending. She did not smile as she saw the mice and the cats singing together, nor did she laugh when the fox and the hare were dancing. She did not find this place amusing or did she enjoy it. The odd shapes and the theme of this world was too happy for her. Little did she know that every time she came here, she had the same thoughts. This was one place where everyone talked to her, this was a place where no dreams came true.

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Darkstorm

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Blackpebble!

Darkstorm ran, his paws pelting on the soft litter layer of the forest floor. His blue eyes were wide, and his jaws were slightly parted from fatigue and trying to catch his breath mid-stride. He was afraid, and he was confused. The warrior had just come from a place of tranquility; the leaves had been voluminous, the grass and berry bushes had been plentiful, and everything had seemed so alive. It was like a dark shadow had attached itself to his back. Once it latched on, everything began to fade away. He was in a dark corner of some sort. The leaves were black and few, the grass was withered and brown, and nothing seemed happy to be there. Neither was he, but he didn't know how to get out. Clawing at the ground with his claws, he launched forward, still sprinting with his tail curled, threatening to tuck against his belly. The dark gray-blue tom wasn't entirely sure why he was sprinting, nor was he certain of why everything kept changing around him. Sometimes there was a plethora or color and existence, the next a shadowy overhang of nothingness. Was it a dream? It must be, but he couldn't escape it. There was no kicking himself awake; there was only running and a lot of fear. Darkstorm hurdled over an unknown object and landed haphazardly beside a thicket. His tail got caught in the prickles, but he didn't care. Ripping his tail out and losing a clump of fur because of the action, he padded clumsily forward before sense suddenly hit him.

Panting in a dramatic manner, the warrior dug his claws into the ground and looked around. It was dark, somewhat cold, and generally foreboding. He felt even more cornered than he had previously, and his tail lashed because of it. There were very few distinguishable smells; it was like all the Clans' scents had meshed together into one, giant odor. It was so strange. He couldn't place where he was, and his thoughts were racing like mad (which didn't help the situation). Willing his aching and pounding heart to slow, Darkstorm looked ahead through a break in the tree-line. The blue-gray tom saw a path of sorts snaking through the woods from his position; immediately placing solace with the new find, he padded over. His rough paw pads hit the natural trail in a matter of moments, and he found himself looking both ways in search of any life. He didn't know why he was associating it with possible refuge, but... Ah! He saw a dark frame silhouetted against a burst of white light; it looked dangerous and welcoming at the same time. Squinting his blue eyes, he padded a few steps toward it, wondering if he should maybe investigate. Telling himself that he wasn't a ShadowClan warrior for nothing, he moved forward. I hope you're here, he thought dismally. It was directed at a very specific feline, but one that his mind wouldn't process. It had gotten to the point where he didn't have to speak the name; it just wasn't enough and accomplished so little.

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Unbeautiful - Lesley Roy

[Chaos <3]

Chaosfrost felt a presence close by. She kept her head hidden from the creature. She was ready to scare who ever came to her. She had an evil grin on her face, a grin the was terrifying. She did not know this but she was the boogey man of everyones dreams. She was the nightmare. She did not try to be, but it was just what her mind did. She liked to torment those around her. As the creature grew closer she new she was luring him to her. The bright light and the random shadow was just so tempting. It was tempting like staring at medusa's eyes. She was no medusa and she would not turn you into stone. This time something caught her eye, this creature did not seemed scared. She did not know that almost every night she is haunting someone, but she had a feeling that he should be scared. She started to walk towards the feline. The darkness around her disappearing. Her thoughts were changing. She had a feeling she knew him but those thoughts did not continue, because it was impossible to truly know someone here.


She thought to herself of how happy she was. The blank forest then changed to a meadow with flowers. She usually did not think this way but she was in a good mood. her face was showing and she felt like flying with happiness. She then looked at the tom. She then thought that he may think that she was playing the venus fly trap. You see, a venus fly trap sends off a smell that attracts bugs. When the bug comes on the beautiful plant it shuts its mouth and kills the bug. She could be playing that method, but she wasn't. "hello." She said this with a happy friendly tone, which hit her again. Seeing someone be erie one second and then all happy another may change someones impression on you. For once she was not trying to do that. She was actually happy. She could feel the happiness rising in her like a balloon rising to the top of the world. For once she was actually happy.