First topic message reminder :
Every Halloween night, the evil wolves in the dark forest gain significantly more power. Over the years this power has been accumulating, with every scary story told and fear inducing activities, they have been becoming more and more weaved into the middle world, or our world. This Halloween, they've managed to escape. Taking over this world is their only task, to have vengeance against StarClan and those they believe have wronged them- which includes every Clan and wolf and dog and Twoleg except the wolves of their kind. StarClan saw this coming from a mile away and gave each of the Medicine wolves a prophecy regarding this (medicine wolves can make up what they saw). Images of a crystal corresponding with the different Clans-- orange for ThunderClan, blue for RiverClan, brown for WindClan, and purple for ShadowClan, are hidden in a safe place. Combining all four crystals at the Fourtrees will expel the evil from the forest and beyond until the evil wolves can think of something else... but in the wrong hands can be used in the opposite effect and push StarClan to the furthest reaches of their world and unable to communicate with the mortals while the evil wolves wreak havoc. StarClan has entrusted us with this mission, and this Halloween we must save our world.
We must fight hard or we will lose this battle. The Dark Forest opponents have powers mortals could only dream of. Because of their state of being half in the world of death and half in the middle-world, whenever you see one and look away you forget you ever laid eyes on them, or that they even exist. They have strength that equals more than any of the warrior wolves, and all are intelligent and manipulative. Watch your step, earthlings. In your stories you may call them 'evil'. But, in ours, they're the silence.
StarClan has only eluded to the places where the crystals lie. In each of the prophecies the following has been given to the medicine wolves:
Of brave and bold,
the forest wolves seek,
In a location old,
At a dangerous place, especially for those meek,
Guarded fiercely,
With poisonous bite,
And hidden away, out of sight.
For those sleek,
Hidden in a place with your interest piqued,
Covered by time,
Yet not by grime,
Emitting a soft light,
Visited by creatures of whom you do not delight.
To those quick,
These animals surely stink,
A place to be wary,
You'd better not tarry,
Inside a place unlike,
And one you surely dislike.
With eyes in mist,
Those must persist,
Deep in the fog,
Of the bog,
Something happened here,
Of which your leader fears