Wednesday, August 29, 2012

i 'm alive!!!!!

hello peeps! im not dead! sorry i started school and was on an artist block and writers block for a while. any way i FINALY thought of something to draw.
its done on paint not gimp sorry. The pink fox is my little sis treewind and the blue cat is auto my little brother. i also have another charactor! its a wolf named bluemoon. i wanted to have a cat and wolf fursona.
again not the best pic but, eh. im going to have some free line art up soon but you cant clame them as your own!!!!!!!!im not done with those yet but whatever. enjoy the pics!
Onecl@w

Monday, August 13, 2012

PERRY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!




















ITS PERRY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! i obviously (i stink at spelling) LOVE phineas and ferb. my dad stayed near disney world while he was going to a confrence in florida. he got my little sis, TreeWind, a picture book, my little bro, Auto, got a guid to life book. And i finaly got a how to draw phineas and ferb book. so enjoy the perry pic

Thursday, June 14, 2012

Chapter 6

       “Oh, its coming!!” came a wail from the nursing den, “Help!!” She’s having kits already!? Bluffeyes thought. She ran out of her den into the snow in the direction of the nursing den. “Are you alright” she said frantically to Snowstorm.
       “Ooohhh,” Snowstorm moaned, “It feels odd in my stomach.”
       “What does it feel like?” Bluffeyes asked. She didn’t say it but her conscious was telling her something was wrong. “It feels like fluttering in my belly.”
       That’s not right! “Let’s just try to get it out.” Bluffeyes tried to not look panicked but she had never done this on her own. What if I do some thing wrong? What if the kit dies and it’s all my fault?!
        “AGH!” Snowstorm wailed. “It’s almost out” Bluffeyes said calmly.  That’s strange? She thought It almost looks like it has wings! The kit slipped out onto the soft moss. Almost immediately her eyes opened and she sprang onto Bluffeyes. “YOW!” Screamed Bluffeyes as the small ball of fluff sprang at her with enough force to knock down a full grown guardian.
       “What’s going on here!” yowled Wolfeyes from the entrance. Immediately the kit spread its feathery wings and flew out the entrance to the den. What is going on!  The kit was different from any kit Bluffeyes had ever seen. She was brown, but had a blue stripe down her back that resembled wind. On her head she had a blue jagged stripe with a green jewel shape in the middle of her forehead. Her tail was elegant with thick purple rings and thin green ones all along it.
       “What kind of kit is this!” Wolfeyes said
astonishingly. Then, smelling warm milk Bluffeyes
guessed swooped back into the den and suckled milk
from her mother. Snowstorm pulled away from the
kit and ran to the far corner of the den, “Get that
THING away from me!” Then the kit sprang up from
the bed of moss and ran out the entrance to the fresh
kill pile. She chose a squirrel and ate the whole thing.
This kit must have some sort of power that I don’t
know about. Thought Bluffeyes.
       “This is bigger than any of us can imagine” said
Snowstorm. “What do you mean?” Bluffeyes asked
astonishingly. “Coldsnow,” Snowstorm started,
“came to me in a dream. He said ‘With one jagged
claw and soaring wings, the she-cat shall save you 
from terrible things, I think that means my kit.”  

Sunday, June 3, 2012

100 Veiws!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Hi peeps!!!! Thank you for viewing my blog!!!! (ps the reason the name of my youtube account is Generousmind is its my dads account and dad wont let me change it.) (pps i can do much better drawings and animations than that. i was short on time)

Wednesday, May 30, 2012

Late Posts

Hey guys! Sorry about not posting anything lately. I was messing around with Windows Movie Maker! It works almost like an animation program and you can post it online. So please give me ideas about what to animate and what to call my book. I think that "the spekled she-cat" wont be good for my book at this point because my book will be from a different perspective at a later date.
                                              Peace, Love, Cats,
                                                     Oneclaw

Chapter 5

         That night Snowstorm lay awake on her bed of freshly plucked moss. I hope I see Coldsnow in my dreams tonight. She thought to herself. She then waited until everyone in the camp was asleep. She needed to do this very carefully or her plan wouldn’t work. Also Snowstorm had to wait for the meeting patrol to come back and for hem to go to sleep. She had to sneak out.
       A few hours later Snowstorm was sure that everyone was asleep. She quietly slipped out of her den and out of the den site. She looked around. Nobody. Good she thought. Snowstorm slipped behind a bush, cleared away some leaves, and slipped through a hole the leaves were covering. She crawled through the tight wet dripping hole. Finally she reached a large open cave with a glowing crystal on a pale pink stalagmite. She touched her nose to the green crystal and fell into a deep sleep

………………………………………………………..

Snowstorm was in an open green field. Prey was flourishing, birds chirped, rabbits scampered. It was beautiful, almost unbelievable. Just then a thunder crash boomed across the sky. A black presence flew across the field turning the sky black and killing everything in its path. It was so horrifying. It was almost like death its self was passing over the field. The only things sparred was her, a cat claw, and a hawk wing. The two bother objects landed at her feet with a thud. Then a familiar voice floated on the wind through her ear. “Hello” Snowstorm quickly turned around. “Coldsnow!” She ran to his side. Leaning on his shoulder she cried “I thought you wouldn’t show up! What just happened to the lush field that used to be there?!” A pause. “It was death, the same thing that captured my life and ripped it away from me.” Suddenly there was a rustle in the bushes. “I must go.”
“Don’t leave me!” Snowstorm pleaded as Coldsnow faded away. As he faded she could here his voice faintly on the breeze, “With one jagged claw and soaring wings the she-cat shall save you from terrible things” 

Saturday, May 19, 2012

MEAP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

ITS MEAP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
(If you walch Phinias and Ferb you would know who he is) I just for no reson wanted to draw him. ISN'T HE CUTE!? He appears in the shows "More Then Meaps The Eye" and "Meapless In Seattle" dont you think that Perry and Meap could be a good team dont you think? By the way i KNOW that Meap has NOTHING to do with the book im writing but you know whatever. Cant i have freedom to post what i want when i want peeps!!!! his eyes are so erisistable!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! i think its so cute that he shoots rainbow lazer beams from his mouth! IM'A FIR'N MA LAZA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I wonder why every one is so obsessed with that. i wonder why im so obsessed with that. :)

Tuesday, May 15, 2012

Chapter 4

       As Snowstorm walked into camp she noticed something different about the clan. Why are they starring at me? She thought to herself. At that moment Bramblethorn trotted over to her. “Are you feeling alright?” he asked cautiously. “Uh, yeah,” she replied, “just tired from the hunt is all, why do you ask?”
       “Come with me.” Bramblethorn said vaguely. He was leading her to the medicine den. Does he think I’m sick? Then it hit her, has he found out?! As they padded into the den Bluffeyes was there to meet them.
       “Greetings,” she said, “come in.”
       Snowstorm padded further in and sat down on a bed of moss. “Can I check up on your health?” Bluffeyes asked “Sure, of coarse”
       “Lie down please” Bluffeyes said vaguely. Snowstorm lied down. Bluffeyes gently pressed her belly. “Yep, definitely kits.” She pressed some more, “They should be dew in a few days now.”
       “Only one question remains now,” Bramblethorn replied with a snarl, “Who is their father? TELL ME!”
“Don’t be too hard on her! If she wants to tell she can.” Bluffeyes said obviously not wanting to side on the violent side of things. Should it tell them? Snowstorm thought to herself, no “The father wants to remain a secret.” She said plainly.
‘Then that is that.” Bluffeyes concluded.

Saturday, May 12, 2012

Chapter 3

      In the Herb Den leaves and other plants rustled. The Herb Healer was working her paws off trying to sort the herbs.  Ugh! I wish I had an apprentice! When Coldsnow died I haven’t been able to keep up with the clan lately. The brown cats amber eyes flickered to the entrance of her den. “Bluffeyes.” Bramblethorn said as he padded into the herb filled space. “What! I have too much to deal with already! What could you possibly want!”  Bluffeyes snapped, tail twitching, “Sorry, I’ve just been so overwhelmed lately with Coldsnow gone and all.” She said noticing who she was talking to.
      “Well,” Bramblethorn began, “I’ve noticed something about Snowstorm lately, her belly is, um, bigger and floppier than usual.” He said, “Do you know what’s wrong?”
      “Well, my only guess is that she going to have kits.” Bluffeyes suggested.
      “KITS!!!!” Bramblethorn was obviously shocked at this news, “With who!?”
       “I’m a medicine cat not a stalker. How would I know?! When she comes back from the hunting patrol check on her and bring her to me. I might be able to tell when they are do.” On that note Bramblethorn walked out of the den. Tonight is the new moon, Bluffeyes thought to herself, all the tribes will be there and I have to go without knowing anyone, AGAIN.

Oneclaw pic

Hey! I just wanted to to tell you about the new pic that i put up. Thats the first pic (and the best) of Oneclaw i made. Inever knew it one day would be on the internet but i guess it is! so thats what she looks like. And also the reson she only has one claw out is because she was born like that and it wont go back in her body.
                          Peace, Love, Cats,
                                                  Oneclaw

Monday, May 7, 2012

Chapter 2

“Snowstorm been in her den for at least a moon,” the chief Bramblethorn remarked. “Bramblethorn, she’s lost her best friend, wouldn’t you be upset too?!” a gray tabby tom named Wolfeye remarked, “Snowstorm even SAW him die. You would be scarred for life if that happened to you.” “I suppose your right. Do you think Snowstorm would like to go on a boarder check or hunting party?” Bramblethorn asked. Wolfeye replied “give it a shot, it might work.”

Bramblethorn then padded away to the warriors den. He peeked inside. Only one gray speckled she-cat sat on the edge of the den wall. “Um…uh, hi, um, Snowstorm.” Bramblethorn stammered. Act calm and don’t stutter mousebrain. Snowstorm turned her head to look at her chief. “Yes?” she replied calmly. “Uh, I was wondering if you would want to go out on a hunt or something.”

Snowstorm thought about it for a moment. “I guess,” she said, “I haven’t been out side the den-site for almost a moon.” At that she padded out of the den. Bramblethorn noticed something different about the she-cat. As she walked out of the den her belly looked bigger then normal. It’s nothing he told himself.

Chapter 1

      The speckled she-cat couldn’t believe what had just happened right before her eyes. It was the first time she had felt so stricken with grief. For a moment she just stood there, her grey pelt glowing in the moon light. Then she remembered the black figure. What if it came for her next? She couldn’t take the chance. She ran as fast as she could back to her tribe. She felt a dark presence behind her. It almost felt as if it was calling her name.

     “Snowstorm” it said, “Snowstorm” but she didn’t stop running. She never looked back even though he voice called menacingly to her “turn around coward”. She never turned back. Once she reached her den-site she burst through the thick brambles. “What’s wrong Snowstorm?” said the chief with a suspicious look in his eyes.  “Coldsnow,” she said through sobs “is dead.”

The Speckled She-cat

I am writing a story because I sort of want to start writing something. So my dad suggested I make a blog to put it on. So that is what the next few posts will be about. The story is called The Speckled She-cat.

Right now I  might change the name becuase at this point I had no other good name and it sounded good at the time but I probably am going to change it later.