I regret to say this is the end!

For your convenience I shall stop quoting Bilbo Baggins and get right to the heart of the matter.

IslandClan is dead. I know its because I haven't posted.

I have been crazily busy with school. (not just an excuse, I'm serious. I'm homeschooled so I have to organize everything and get done all by myself.)

I'm done.

I apologize, this really has been a lovely experience for me and a chance to improve my writing, but I'm just swamped. And I've lost the obsession in Warrior Cats that drove me to crank out posts every so often.

I really don't want to lose touch with you all, so I will continue to role-play in your Clans and I hope you'll stop by my personal blog and perhaps follow my life.

http://www.walkingontheelvenpath.blogspot.com
[EDIT FROM 2015: i'm at her-lists.blogspot.com now]

Thank you, and goodbye!

Yes, STILL ALIVE

I'm so sorry for not posting..

I have been extremely busy eating.. and sleeping.. and breathing..

So I guess my excuse is I've been extremely lazy.

And blank minded. 

I stared at my half-finished post for more than ten minutes without typing a single word.

Well actually, I wrote 'Shadestar' and then backspaced it.

So yes, there is a post in the making,

I do realize it would kind of take a miracle to raise this blog from the dead.

But I intend to do so.

Please leave a comment below, signifying your still-alive-ness.

Thank-you,

Shadowstar is out.

To all my IslandClan members:

SO SORRY.

I really haven't posted in more than a month!

I'll attempt to write a post this week, (before I go to DisneyWorld on Wednesday!) for all you who haven't forgotton about this blog :)

Again, I'm truly sorry, guys.

I'm also thinking about deletion, if no one comes on anymore.

Sorry.

Love you,

Shadowflower

What's been going on in IslandClan

In the beginning of the story, Shadowstar had a dream where Islandstar, (first Leader of IslandClan) visited her. Before fading into blackness, she gave her this message;

Your path will be Tangled - Obviously metaphorical to TangleClan, and also hinting to the Tangled minds of certain IslandClan traitors such as Hollystorm and Shadowstar's own daughter Streamcloud who spy for Shadestar.

Death will visit your Clan - Already has happened, with the attempted murder of the Medicine Cats resulting in Bramblefire's brave death to protect them.

When you are without hope - Shadowstar was captured by her evil sister, I think you're pretty much distraught right about now. TangleClan has also allied with SunClan's rival, MistClan, therefore creating a larger force hoping to wipe out both IslandClan and SunClan.

Only with the power of the Lion - Nodding to Lionheart

The wit of the Amber cat - The quick minded Amberfrost

And the pure heart of an outcast - I just added this part, for Otterpad and to overwrite Cherrynose who is not in IslandClan anymore.

  will IslandClan be saved -

                                                                                 YET TO HAPPEN

From the web of the Shade -

{Hey. This is me, Shadowflower. Sorry for the crappily written post, and the dormancy of this Clan, but I've been rather busy of late. Thanks to Feather, SO MUCH for writing a post for me ♥♥. Don't worry everyone, IslandClan's not dead.}



Insight of the Prophecy

It was a restless night in IslandClan. Ominous black clouds covered the sky, and no stars were in sight. The forest mingled with the scents of unfamiliar cats. Warriors stirred in their sleep, and night guards were more alert than ever.

The ferns parted to reveal a small, cream-colored cat. She was completely unmoving, but her shivering paws betrayed the fact that she was alive. It was a cold night for the small cat. Leaf-bare was upon the Clan, and the tree that provided shelter from the wind was no more, for it's leaves had shed.

Finally, the cat stretched and her eyes narrowed in thought. The night is young. There is plenty of time to collect the herbs that Goldenbranch needs. She walked towards the Stream, where numerous clumps of watermint were hidden near the riverbed.

Good, the small cat thought, Goldenbranch will be pleased.

As she plucked pawfuls of the precious herb, her mind wondered about the prophecy.

Only the Power of the Lion,
and the Wit of the Amber One
will save IslandClan from
the Web of the Shade...


Her eyes shadowed, as if she knew more to the prophecy then she was supposed to. So many questions were running through her mind that even a blind kit could sense that something was troubling the young cat. Only questions, and no answers. What did the prophecy mean? Who, or what, is Lion and Amber? Were they Clan Cats, or creatures of the unknown?

Life had been hard for the small cat. An unkind mother and a harsh father, and littermates who she would never fit in with because she was too small, too odd with a black stained pelt, too much of a daydreamer that her family forgot she existed.

Then the cream and black cat smiled. "IslandClan was the best thing that ever happened to me," she whispered to herself, "here we take care of the young and look after the old, because we are all equal."


"Mudflower! Where are those herbs I asked for?" came the call of Goldenbranch, her mentor.

"I'm coming Goldenbranch!" the cream cat answered, clearing her mind of her problems.


As she walked towards her mentor, she made a silent promise:

However hard my life has been, however hard it is now, I promise I will never stop looking after my Clan as a medicine cat, never stop fulfilling my duty as a medicine cat, because I will give my last breath to help my Clan to face what's coming ahead...