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Post by Swiftshadow on Jul 18, 2007 23:35:38 GMT -5
Deep amber eyes shined like chips of a sunstone as the dark gray tabby tom known as Thrushpelt made his way out of the warriors den. A slight breeze rustled his pelt, making him look more menacing than ever, but it did show a good side to him, for he smiled a broad smile that was neither benevolent or menevolent.
His dark coat rustled as he began to stretch, muscles showing despite the season, large paws fixed in square possitions on the ground, long, nicely curved claws digging into the cold soil as his tail curled up, eyes shut as he held that possition for a while. Another breeze blew, chilling him to the bone as he opened his amber eyes to gaze at his lovely clan. So perfect...So glorious that no other clan except LightClan dare see it, how weak IceClan and EmberClan are to not see our power, they will fall to us, one way or another! Thrushpelt thought sinisterly as he snickered, shaking his broad head and squaring his shoulders as he made his way over to the fresh-kill pile.
"A mouse will do today," he grunted as he picked it up by the tail and dropped it to the ground, it was freshly killed so some blood came out, making a nasty sound as it hit the cold dirt. Smirking, Thrushpelt ate the mouse with uninterest as he hunched over and eyed the cats coming out of their dens. So proud am I do be a CloudClan cat, that I so may bend the rules to ensure my beloved Clan's saftey, that is what it means to be a true warrior He thought with a smug grin as he buried the rest of what was left of his meal so that it may not become crow food, attracking unwanted visitors.
"A patrol along the EmberClan border shall do me well, I shall take some of my...dearest friends," he meowed with a grin as he got up and searched for them, the ones that always listened to him, thinking of him to be a good deputy, but the leader was blind to Thrushpelt's greatness, which made him angry, but he didn't like to go against his leader, for it would only be a matter of time before a new leader would recognize his power and give him the deputy possition. Thrushpelt had thought with a sneer as he yowled out that he was going on a border patrol, neglecting to mention that it was the EmberClan border, for they should have already known by now that that was the only border Thrushpelt was interested in patroling, for they had the strongest cats to fight against, and Thrushpelt liked a good fight, with more...lively prey than a dead mouse.
Squaring his shoulders, Thrushpelt sat down on the cold soil, it didn't bother him much because he like all CloudClan cats was used to it, but he did not hesitate to curl his tail over his front paws and wait as another breeze blew past, blowing his fur and making him narrow his eyes as he awaited the company of his friends so that they may go on patrol together, and possibly end up in a fight together.
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Post by Torrentstar on Jul 19, 2007 15:23:59 GMT -5
A clumsy paw followed the one in front of it out of the den. The kit's fluffy body resembled a small, black cloud more than ever now that her fur was mussed from sleep. She continued to pad from the den to the fresh-kill pile, now that Runingrain's attention had been diverted to the piteously wailing kit of another queen.
Ebonykit plucked a sparrow from the pile, thin and stringy, and settled down in the warm sun to eat it. It was little more than crowfood! Ebonykit spat and swiped her tongue around her mouth as she attempted to clear the brackish taste from her mouth.
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Post by chansen on Jul 24, 2007 18:28:30 GMT -5
Angelpaw purred, padding outside the darkness of the apprentice's den to feel a solitary ray of sunlight warm her fur. She glanced at the pitifully small freshkill pile and sighed, choosing not to eat today. The elders and kits needed to eat more than she did...glancing up, the golden she-cat frowned as she spotted Thrushpelt, and a deep sense of unease washed over her, deadening the once comforting warmth of the sun. No doubt going on another patrol of the Emberclan border, poking his nose where it didn't belong and looking for a fight...Although Angelpaw liked to recognize the best in every cat, a deep mistrust gnawed at her belly as she eyed the sparkle in cruel amber eyes. Turning away, she shook of the ominous feeling that had engulfed her and smiled as she watched Ebonykit stumble to the freshkill pile. Kits were always good news for the clan, especially when the harsh winter had caused their clan to suffer so many losses.
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Post by Torrentstar on Jul 26, 2007 11:44:52 GMT -5
"Who's that?" Ebonykit mewed to Angelpaw. "They're not from our Clan." The tiny kit narrowed his eyes as dangerously as he could and unsheathed his claws.
"EmberClan," Runningrain hissed, and she noted the tall, handsome warrior striding purposefully towards her and stood protectively in front of Ebonykit. "What do you want, Darkheart?" Runningrain growled. "To steal our prey, I take it? Wrongfully accuse us?" Her fur bristled and she hissed at him, keeping her distance.
"Runningrain, you know that isn't so." Darkheart checked behind him for Nightpaw, sensing her fear. "We need to talk to someone. We have found a dead cat on our territory that reeks of Twolegs and...CloudClan. We come peacefully; do not attack us."
The dark warrior was afraid, and although his eyes sparked with anger, there was unease and sadness in them. He turned to Nightpaw and said, "Don't be afraid. I haven't betrayed the Clan," in a voice so soft that only she could hear.
Protectively, Darkheart walked in front of his apprentice, flattening his body around her as if to shield her from the hostile glances.
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Post by chansen on Jul 26, 2007 14:16:41 GMT -5
Angelpaw bristled, the scent of Emberclan engulfing her senses. Who could this warrior possibly have found who was from Cloudclan?? Her eyes narrowed suspiciously, and she unsheathed her claws. Padding slowly to Runningrain's side, also blocking the Emberclan warrior from Ebonykit, she whispered, "What is he talking about, Runningrain? Our cats haven't set a paw on their territory, dead or alive!" While usually docile in nature, Angelpaw was fiercly defensive of her clan.
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Post by Nightfang on Jul 27, 2007 17:07:23 GMT -5
"Darkheart? Who were those cats? and who's THAT cat?" as she carefully points to a tom across the field. "I feel like i need to talk to him or as if he is my father. but why would someone so familiar to me be in cloudclan, unless i was not born in Emberclan but... cloudclan? Darkheart? tell me why i feel like i belong but i don't?" A cat that Darkheart called Angelpaw, made Nightpaw uneasy, which was probebly her plan. Nightpaw heard Darkheart whisper to her that he hasn't upset the clan.Which set Nightpaw in a much better mood. Nightpaw was just getting comfertable, when she tryed to walk up to Darkhearts side when, some cats flinched, as if she was going to attack. This horrified Nightpaw and thought that she better stay a little behind Darkheart. She finnaly got the courage too catch up with darkheart. As she ran up she whispered in Darkhearts ear, "Why do 'I' have to be here? am i here for a reason other than the cat?" Nightpaw swiftly thought that her idea's were redicuolus, and they were her ONLY for the buisness, yet the question was still in Darkhearts ear, she knew there was no going back to not asking them, she was in a way satisfied that she asked them, but scared of Darkhearts response.As well a little of angelpaw. Nightpaw just thought that her name doesn't suit her. 'angel' paw? not really the best name for her, but kept that to herself.
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Post by Torrentstar on Jul 27, 2007 17:17:04 GMT -5
"Nightpaw, it's okay," Darkheart mewed. "You're Clan-born." He felt bad about lying to her, but he couldn't tell her that she was rescued as a kit. At least, not in front of the obviously angry and defensive CloudClan cats. "I don't know who that is. And don't be silly. You do belong." Again, a lie, but what could he do?
Darkheart shifted nervously. "Listen Nightpaw, I'll tell you everything back at camp," he said.
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Post by Nightfang on Jul 27, 2007 17:21:26 GMT -5
"REALLY?" Nightpaw practicaly screamed." thats good". "Well, then, Darkheart who's that tom over there?"
She looks over and the hair's on her neck stand up.
(bleow is for after the post from froststar above)
"Are you sure you don't know him?" Nightpaw says suspiciously. " 'cuz he seems to know you!" Nightpaw looks over, only to be suprised. "did he just WAVE at us? or YOU!"
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Post by Torrentstar on Jul 27, 2007 18:31:11 GMT -5
Shadowfur twitched his tail at Nightpaw, and gave her an insouciant wink. He knew who she was; how could he forget her? "I'm Shadowfur, the CloudClan deputy," Shadowfur purred. He wound his body around Nightpaw and eyed her up and down. "My, you've changed."
Darkheart let out a furious hiss and raked his claws down Shadowfur's back. "Get away from her, she belongs to EmberClan!" he spat, fur bristling, and already bushy tail fluffing up and lashing.
Shadowfur meowed and struck out with his back legs. "You can't stop me! You're trespassing and I'm the deputy now!" he yowled. "You can't keep me away from my-" He broke off as Darkheart hurled himself onto him and the two rolled over and over in a spitting, seething mass, clawing and hissing furiously. Darkheart bit and clawed every part of Shadowfur he could reach. Nightpaw musn't know! She would feel so torn!
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Post by Nightfang on Jul 27, 2007 18:45:57 GMT -5
One thing popped into her head as this strange cat said, "My,you've changed". He knew her. He must know a lot about her. But the way that Darkheart said that she belonged to ember clan made her feel as if he was an emberclan cat once, and had changed clan's. Yet as she saw Darkheart almost killing this cat, she only felt simpathy for the cat fighting Darkheart, well actually sorry that this cat was going to lose. As the fight kept going, one cat she didn't know came up to her and said something that just made her mad. This cat said, "You do know you may never see Darkheart alive after this, right?" exept this cat said it in a way that was so, so, so confedently. As if Darkheart was going to die! She knew she was on cloudclan territory, she turned to the right, looked down at this shorter cat, that was just about the same level as her. So...... Nightpaw replyed to this cat through her teeth hissing, "You may never see brode daylight again!" As she started to pounce on the cat. She decided to call this cat Death (just for fun). She made a huge scare across his face. Death fell to the ground exusted. Nightpaw found this the perfect time to take her claw and scratch a big 'N' (for nightpaw) across his back. Just so he could remember her, and how he lost. She looked over at Darkheart...
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Post by Torrentstar on Jul 27, 2007 18:56:31 GMT -5
Darkheart struggled out from Shadowfur and bit down hard on the back of his neck. It had the desired effect. With a high-pitched yowl he went limp and slid hard to the ground. Darkheart gave him a last kick and ran across the clearing to Nightpaw. "Come on!" he hissed in her ear and his teeth clamped down on her, dragging her across the clearing. He sprinted across into the tall grass and tensed his muscles as he jumped across the stream and into EmberClan territory, safe at last!
Shadowfur felt something warm and wet oozing down his fur, and opened his eyes to see many scratches in his pelt. He'd lost...to an EmberClan scoundrel! Shadowfur heaved himself to his paws and set off in search of the medicine cat.
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Post by Nightfang on Jul 27, 2007 19:16:42 GMT -5
"Ouch!" Nightpaw hissed as Darkheart dragged her onto Emberclan territory. "What the hell was that for?". "We never even got to where ever we were going in the first place!" Nightpaw looked over at the tired cat. "You do know that i have many questions, right?"
"When your ready ill ask, you just tell me when"
Nightpaw didn't plan on telling Darkheart about her fight, but she was sure that he was going to bring it up sometime, and she wanted to know who the cat was that she fought with, and as well as who was that cat that Darkheart fought with and how does he know so much about her that he saw her when she was little? still mysteries that need not be solved until the time need be nessesairy.
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Post by chansen on Jul 28, 2007 11:43:48 GMT -5
Angelpaw sat, stunned, as the battle ended, then ran to the cat that Nightpaw had attacked. The dark gray queen stirred feebly, but did not get up. "Graysky! Graysky, are you ok?" Angelpaw meowed desperately. It was so foolish of her to have tried to fight...The young apprentice nuzzled the soft fur of the she-cat, but she did not move. Horrified, Angelpaw stepped back and saw that the light had faded from the cat's eyes. No, she couldn't be...dead? But in her heart she knew the truth. Her mother, along with the kits that would have been her younger brothers and sisters, was dead. The fight had simply been too much for her. A swell of emotions rose in Angelpaw's chest, and for a moment she felt that she could not breath. Why hadn't she helped her mother? Why had the queen tried to fight? The old she-cat had always been too noble and brave for her own good...but one, unfamiliar emotion had stirred. Anger. Blinding rage. How dare the Emberclan apprentice attack a queen? She stared for a moment, revolted, at the scar Nightpaw had left on her mother's beautiful face. And under her breath, with no one but her mother to hear, Angelpaw swore to find the apprentice; and to avenge her mother. She had seen the repulsive letter that Nightpaw had carved into her own back, with the dying queen's claw. She would be easy to recognize. But she would deal with that later...after a moment, Angelpaw yowled a call of deep despair, and other cats of the clan began to approach, her siblings first. More calls went up into the darkening sky, and Angelpaw's eyes stung with tears. Nightpaw would pay for this...
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Post by Torrentstar on Aug 3, 2007 21:23:55 GMT -5
Shadowfur soundlessly padded over to Angelpaw, blood oozing from his scratches. Runningrain and Ebonykit stood frozen in shock.
"Those filthy EmberClan cats will pay for this!" Runningrain yowled, her fur bristling, ears flat against her triangular skull. "I will find them and make them pay for killing Graysky!" The silvery-grey queen's eyes burned with an uncharacteristic anger and she shoved Ebonykit to Angelpaw as she bounded forwards, muscles bunching as she headed for the stream that was the border.
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Post by Torrentstar on Aug 29, 2007 19:42:45 GMT -5
Shadowfur pinned the small, snowy-white apprentice to the ground with a large, strong paw. "Trespasser," he hissed, and sniffed the scent of her, and her fear-scent. "EmberClan, by the smell of you." Considering whether to just fling her in the stream or not, Shadowfur placed his face only a mouse-length away from hers and growled, "We warriors eat apprentices from enemy Clans, you know."
Darkheart wandered, searching for Nightpaw, calling her name in a refrain that echoed. He could smell her near the border, and he hid in the bushes. There she was! Pinned down by a large paw, Darkheart could almost feel the claws in his neck-fur. "Oh, StarClan help her," he murmured.
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