Warrior Cats App

Seit einiger Zeit gibt es ein offizielles Warriors-App für iPod/iPhone, leider nur auf Englisch. Es gibt:
-eine Liste der Bücher, nach Staffeln geordnet, in der man die Bücher, die man gelesen hat, abhaken kann
-Informationen über Katzen, Clans, das Gesetz der Krieger etc., mit Buchausschnitten und bisher unveröffentlichten Infos
-Karten von Wald und See mit Infos über einzelne Orte
-eine Zeitleiste der ersten drei Staffeln
-die ersten fünf Kapitel von "Into the Wild"
-zwei Kurzgeschichten
-ein Begrüßungsvideo von Vicky Holmes
-einem Quizspiel über die ersten drei Staffeln (bei dem manche Sachen aber falsch sind)

Was haltet ihr davon?

Das ist ja cool!! Das will ich haben. Aber leider ist mein Englisch nicht sehr gut

Ich hab den App auf Meinem Handy nich gefunden, und das zipft Mich jetzt sowas von gewaltig an >:

Das ist echt cool, aber ich hab selbst leider noch kein iPhone/iPod
lg
Wildi

Schließe mich Wildi an... Ein Frage / Bitte... kann jemand, der diesen App hat, die 2 Kurzgeschichten abtippen? Ich würde sie gerne lesen^^"

Hier ist die erste der Kurzgeschichten, "The Elders Concern"

"Lie still, Halftail! Or is your nest full of fleas?"

"How can I lie still? Bluestar has made sure I wouldn't be comfortable on a nest of swan's feathers." Halftail stabbed a crackly leaf with his claw and flicked it onto the bare earth. How typical of Dappletail to be so untroubled by what had happened. Her only worry was when her next piece of fresh-kill would be delivered.

"Pah! As if an apprentice nowadays would be brave enough to fetch swan's feathers," muttered Smallear. Halftail looked at him indulgently. Smallear was the oldest of all the elders, and he always had the best stories. "I remember when I was an apprentice, we all dared each other to steal from the swan's nest on the edge of the river to line our nests."

"Boasting again, Smallear?" Dappletail grumbled. "I seem to remember you came back with feathers that looked awfully black to have come from a swan. Much more like a crow's, in fact."

"Are we going to get any sleep tonight?" A small black-and-white face popped up from a nest at the edge of the den.

"No, Patchpelt, we are not," Halftail informed him. "We need to talk about what Bluestar did today, and how we can best help our Clan through these terrible times."

"Eh? What's that?" came a voice from the narrowest part of the tree trunk that sheltered the elders.

"It's all right, One-eye," Dappletail meowed loudly. "Go back to sleep. We'll be here all night if we try to make her hear," she added in a whisper to the others.

Halftail waited until the other elders had shuffled closer. "So, what are we going to do about Fireheart?"

Patchpelt put his head to one side. "I'm not sure we can do anything. Bluestar's made him Clan deputy, and she won't change her mind because of us."

Smallear grunted as he eased his stiff back legs into a more comfortable position. "Well, she should. Does she have cobwebs in her head? The cat's a kittypet, for StarClan's sake! What does he know about leading a Clan?"

"And he's hardly been here for half a moon," Dappletail added. "This wouldn't have happened in our day. Oh, no."

Halftail looked at them in exasperation. "You don't get it, do you? Even if Fireheart had been born in ThunderClan, he shouldn't have been made deputy. Bluestar didn't appoint him before moonhigh!"

The other cats looked at one another, puffing out their top lips anxiously. "He's right," mewed Dappletail. "Lionheart died yesterday. The new deputy should have been named last night."

"The warrior code has been broken!" Smallear puffed. "We're all doomed!"

StarClan save me from my denmates, thought Halftail. "The code has been broken before, and it will be broken again. This does not need to ruin ThunderClan, but we must prepare ourselves for worse things to come. Bluestar?"

"?doesn't know what she's doing!" Smallear burst out. "Just what does she see in this orange kittypet? Is he the best hunter? No. That young cat Sandstorm could track a beetle in a blizzard. The best fighter? Ha, I'd like to see him take on Tigerclaw. Now there's a real warrior. So what exactly makes him so special?"

"If Bluestar knows, then she's not telling us," Dappletail meowed. "But there must be something, if she thinks he could be her deputy."

"You could see he wasn't happy about it," Patchpelt commented. "Any cat would think he'd been asked to jump into the gorge, not share the leadership of his Clan."

"This isn't his Clan!" Smallear's tail twitched crossly. "I'm not sure it should even be Bluestar's, after this."

"Maybe she appointed him deputy after moonhigh because she knew StarClan would object to him anyway?" Dappletail suggested.

Halftail pricked his ears. "If that's true, then it means she has stopped caring what our warrior ancestors think. Why would she do that? ThunderClan is healthy and safe-no less safe than it has been in the past, for sure."

Dappletail shuddered. "She can't turn her back on StarClan!"

"But she has," mewed Patchpelt in a small voice. "Fireheart is not a true deputy; he was appointed too late, and Lionheart's spirit would never have approved. What can we do? Look at us. We're old, deaf, toothless. We needed a warrior to lead our Clan, a light that would shine forever for all the moons to come. And Bluestar brought us a kittypet."

"I will never give up on my Clan!" Halftail argued. "StarClan is still watching us. If we treat Fireheart like our rightful deputy and give him a chance to learn and succeed, perhaps StarClan will accept him and forgive Bluestar."

Smallear turned away, his joints creaking. "I will never forgive Bluestar," he growled. "And Fireheart will never be our deputy. Not in my eyes."

"Nor mine," muttered Dappletail, and Patchpelt nodded in agreement.

Halftail stared at his denmates in dismay. He had gathered them together to find a solution, a way to rally the Clan in spite of Bluestar's strange choice for the new deputy and the warrior code being broken. But all they had done was uncover even greater depths of despair. Was Smallear right? Was ThunderClan doomed?

Und hier die zweite, "After Sunset:The Right Choice?"

Leafpool emerged from the trees and padded up the slope to the place where she could look out over the whole lake. She had left Brightheart watching Firestar while he slept; the ThunderClan leader hadn't lost a life in the fox trap, but his neck was bruised and he wouldn't be able to eat or speak for a while. Leafpool shuddered, remembering the sight of him lying so still with the trap clutched around his neck and a trail of blood leading away from his body-all the way down to the lake, where Hawkfrost lay half in, half out of the water with scarlet waves lapping at his fur.

Before there is peace, blood will spill blood. . . .

The prophecy had come true: Brambleclaw had killed his half brother, Hawkfrost, to save Firestar. Leafpool shook her head. StarClan may have sent her a dream of brambles with claws protectively circling the hollow, but she had felt nothing but fear when she heard Firestar name Brambleclaw as his deputy. And her first thought when she saw Firestar's body slumped beside the trap was: Brambleclaw did this.

She reached the top of the hill and stopped dead in surprise. A cat was sitting with his back to her, his head lowered and his shoulders hunched as if the lake was painful to look at.

"Brambleclaw?"

Brambleclaw's head shot up and he looked around. "Leafpool. I didn't expect to see you here." His voice was flat and his amber eyes were clouded.

"I . . . I often come up here to admire the lake," Leafpool meowed. Her heart was thudding in her chest and she told herself to stop being such a mouse-brain: Brambleclaw had killed his own kin to save Firestar. There was no reason to be scared of him.

Brambleclaw stood up. "I won't disturb you. Squirrelflight is probably wondering where I am anyway."

"No, stay," Leafpool told him. "There's plenty of room." She swept her tail to indicate the open stretch of grass that turned into WindClan territory where the ground began to slope down before rising up again to a longer, flatter ridge.

Brambleclaw nodded and sat down. Almost at once his shoulders hunched and he closed his eyes.

"Is everything all right?" Leafpool questioned. She couldn't ignore how dejected he looked. "Is it Hawkfrost?" It made sense that Brambleclaw would grieve for his kin, no matter how he had died.

"No," Brambleclaw meowed without looking up. "It's me."

Leafpool sat down, easing her growing belly to one side until she was comfortable. Oh, my precious kits, what will happen when you arrive? She pushed the thought away; there was time enough to worry about that.

"You can talk to me, you know," she told Brambleclaw. "I'm your medicine cat. It goes with the job."

"But if you weren't medicine cat, you wouldn't have anything to do with me, would you?" Brambleclaw flashed back at her. "Admit it, Leafpool, you don't trust me any more than the rest of ThunderClan, and you wish Firestar had never made me deputy."

Leafpool bristled. "If you recall, it was my dream from StarClan that reassured Firestar you were the right choice!"

Glowing amber eyes burned into hers. "I bet you wish you'd never closed your eyes."

Leafpool took a deep breath. "I don't have to trust you, Brambleclaw. StarClan approves of you, and my sister loves you. I just hope you don't do anything to let either of them down."

Brambleclaw looked at the ground again. "Then what about today? That was all my fault."

"What?" Leafpool was shocked. "How can you say that? You saved Firestar!"

"I had to kill my own brother. My first day as Clan deputy, and I had to take another cat's life. What kind of beginning is that?"

"An unlucky one," Leafpool conceded. "But you're a hero in the eyes of the Clan now."

Brambleclaw raised his gaze to her. "Really? Or do they think I'm bad luck because I haven't had an apprentice?"

Leafpool flinched. Brambleclaw was right: Many cats were anxious that Firestar had gone against the warrior code by appointing a deputy who hadn't been a mentor. And she shared their fears. Was today's violence and bloodshed a warning that the code should not have been broken? But if StarClan didn't approve, why send her the sign that sealed Brambleclaw as Firestar's choice? She shook her head, trying to clear it.

"I can try as hard as I like, but I'll never do anything right," Brambleclaw growled, and Leafpool was startled by the bitterness in his voice. "I will bring nothing but trouble to ThunderClan because I was made deputy when I shouldn't have been. My Clanmates didn't trust me before: Now they will blame me for everything that goes wrong, every drop of blood that is lost. Whatever I do, I will destroy my own Clan from within."
The blood roared in Leafpool's ears, and her eyes were dazzled by the red glow of the setting sun as it turned the lake crimson. Brambleclaw's words didn't sound like a threat: They sounded like a prophecy.

Hi,
Danke, dass du uns die Geschichten abgetippt hast, Pfirsichherz, aber die ertse Geschichte ist ja zeitlich nicht wirklich richtig, oder? Denn Feuerherz wurde ja nach Tigerkralle zum deputy, und nicht schon nach Löwenherz, und da war er auch schon älter als einen halben Mond, oder?
Die zweite Geschichte wfind ich cool.
LG, buche

Ja ich habe auch kein Ipod/ipad/iphone

Und ich sagte ja das ich nicht so gut in Englisch bin. Vielleicht könnte das einer übersetzten?

Wildfeuer schrieb:Das ist echt cool, aber ich hab selbst leider noch kein iPhone/iPod
lg
Wildi

geht mir auch so. Aber das mit den Geschichten ist wirglich cool.

Vielen Dank, dass du dir die Mühe gemacht hast, die 2 Geschichten abzutippen! Wirklich, das war echt nett von dir^^
Oh, Kurzschweif steht als einziger für Feuerherz ein - aber ich wäre, wenn ich einer der Ältesten gewesen wäre, auch eher gegen Feuerherz zu diesem Zeitpunkt gewesen.
@ Buche, stimmt, die Zeitden haben mich auch gewundert. Aber, ich denke, es war nicht so gemeint, dass Feuerherz nur einen halben Mond alt ist xD Sondern ein halben Mond Krieger. Das würd auch mit der Zeit von Löwenherz' Tod hinhauen. 'Aber er wurde ja sowieso nicht nach dessen Tod Deputy'

Ohh, ich bin gespannt, ich will auch schon die englischen Bücher lesen! Ich glaube, ich kauf mir die bald. 'Wozu gibt's Mütter und Amazon? xD'

@ Birke, ich schick dir die Übersetzung per PN^^

Das mit den Geschichten war nicht schwer, ich habe sie einfach kopiert und mit meinem iPod hierhingemacht. Das mit Löwenherz stimmt zwar nicht, aber man kann den Sinn der Geschichte trotzdem verstehen. In den Büchern sind haufenweise Fehler drin (falsche Augen- und Fellfarben, Katzen sind in falschen Clans eingeordnet, Heavystep stirbt dreimal, Lichtherz rollt mit den Augen (Plural) etc.)

Por Bramble voll der Mitleidschara ey XD Und Firestar hat doch laud Bramble in Sunset 'n Leben verloren. Das passt doch nicht ganz :<

Man könnte die Geschichten ja auch bei dem Google-Übersetzer hinein geben...
Ich finde die Geschichten cool.

Ich weiß das kommt vielleicht komisch,aber meine Mutter hat einen Ipod und ich nicht. Ich muss sie überreden,dass sie die holt. Da meine Mutter aber es mag wenn ich englische Sachen mache wird sie mich unterstützen. :D

ich habe leider keinen iPod/iPhone

Aber danke mit den Kurzgeschichten, evtl. werde ich sie noch lesen^^

Hey, warum bin ich erst auf dieses Thema gestoßen, nachdem ich die APP downgeloadet habe? xD
Naja, die Geschichten sind schon interessant, und die APP ist auch wirklich nützlich. Nur mit dem vielen englischen Wörtern komme ich nur wenig klar xD

Ich hatte sie schon Drauf, hab sie aber wieder löschen müssen, da ich nur wenig speicher aufm Handy habe

Sagen wir... klingt interessant. Hätte ich einen I-Pod, würde ich es mir vielleicht holen.