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Post by KURI. (happy birfday to me :D) on Oct 4, 2008 9:20:28 GMT -5
maplepool. Finally. She was here, the MoonClan camp. She could tell by the strong MoonClan scent and muffled voices coming from inside the hollow, there was no mistaking it. Every second pressed down on her as she hesitated, suffocating her, threatening to make her knees buckle under her. This was the most reckless thing she would ever do. Or, at least, the most reckless thing she hoped she ever did, because there was little more mouse-brained than bursting into an enemy's camp with one of their near-dead warriors on her back. This brought her back to Avenstail, and she realized that no matter what the cost - no matter if she would be confined to camp for the rest of her life when she returned to EclipseClan (she could always sneak out), no matter if they exiled her (they wouldn't do that, anyway) or no matter if she was treated as an outcast as long as she lived (she already was an outcast, so what did it matter?) - she had to save him.
Her mind made up, she burst through the entrance, moving as quickly as she could to move Avenstail off her back. She sat beside him, in the middle of the clearing, panic suddenly gripping her as she saw how lifeless he looked and how bloodstained his fur was. "Help!" she cried, her voice loud and high. "Avenstail's hurt!" she sat in discomfort as she waited for someone to emerge, her worried green eyes never leaving his silver pelt.
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Post by SHADE. :D on Oct 4, 2008 9:30:55 GMT -5
secretcalling The silver tabby turned his head away from the ceremony he was watching. Secretcalling's indigo eyes widened at what he saw. A she-cat he didn't recognize, carrying on her back a limp silver and black striped cat. He took a few tentative steps forward. Then he was struck by recognition. "Avens... Tail?" He ran to his son, nudging the limp tom frantically. He looked up at the crowd, his face desperate. "Someone.. Someone help him!" The lithe warrior ran to Limestone, pressing his trembling body against his mate's. What had happened to their kit? Was he going to be alright? What the hell would they do if he died? Secretcalling's mind was filled with images of Mistmirage and Slate-ice, his sons from his first litter. Both of them had died. Avenstail could not join... He wouldn't... avenstail As Maplepool bore him back to the MoonClan camp, he dipped in and out of consciousness. The silver tabby was weak from blood loss. He could no longer feel the pain, but this faint feeling was worse. It was like he could slip away at any moment, as though he was water, cupped between a cat's paws. Avenstail sighed as MoonClan scent filled his nostrils. As he felt grass bneath his body, he cracked open his eyes. "Maplepool..." |
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Post by Wolf on Oct 5, 2008 6:49:21 GMT -5
Dancinghare You had demons to kill within you screaming...The medicine cat was just sorting through some herbs, when a commotion reached his tall ears. He flicked one of them, before bolting from the medicine den, his long legs carrying him quickly across the camp to wear Avenstail lay. He took in the scene without stopping, and swiftly turned and ran back to his den, snatching up some cobwebs and some golden rod. He returned to Avenstail's sode and began to chew furiously at the golden rod, before placing the pulp gently on his wounds. The silver striped tom then layed the cobwebs on to help stop the bleeding. Dancinghare turned to Maplepool. "What happened?" He asked quietly, slightly out of breath from running around.
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Post by SHADE. :D on Oct 5, 2008 7:08:09 GMT -5
secretcalling As though the sight of Dancinghare had relaxed him somewhat, Secretcalling padded back to his son's side. He stared down at the bloody silver pelt, before looking up at Maplepool, the she-cat who had carried him back here. Through the scent of his son's blood that had cloyed her fur, he could smell EclipseClan. He went cold. What did this mean? "Who are you?" he snarled, his silver fur, identical to Avenstail's, bristling furiously. "What are you doing here? Did you attack my son?" He unsheathed his claws, as though thinking about attacking the she-cat. avenstail The tom's heart was pumping weakly in his chest. He did not register where he was, or the presence of Dancinghare and Secretcalling. His eyes were fixed on Maplepool. What if he died? She would never know how he felt about her. He struggled, coughing and spluttering in his throat as he tried to get words out. The words he had been so afraid of saying. But now that he could feel the life pouring out of him, the words were easy. "Maplepool.. I love you, Maplepool..." |
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Post by KURI. (happy birfday to me :D) on Oct 5, 2008 8:52:01 GMT -5
It wasn't until she was confronted by both Secretcalling and Dancinghare that Maplepool realized that she was shaking violently, and she wrapped her tail around her trembling paws in an attempt to stop. Something caught in her throat as Avenstail spoke her name for the first time since they had gotten to camp, and she stooped down so that her face was only inches from his. "I'm here." she meowed in a low voice, forcing herself to keep each word steady. She stood up again as she saw one cat - he must be the medicine cat, she realized with releif - apply a sticky substance to his wound. The bleeding didn't stop, however, and her eyes never left Avenstail, watching with growing desperation as the medicine cat worked to the best of his abilities. "I don't k-know! I just --" her reply was cut short as she heard the accusation of the first cat to notice her and Avenstail - a silver tabby who looked almost identical to Avenstail. That must be his father, she realized with a pang. Was this the horrible tom Avenstail's sister seemed to hate so much?
Either way, whoever he was, she turned on him. Her eyes were as wide as moons in shock and disgust, her hackles high in self-defence. "No! I would never hurt A-Avenstail! I j-just found him there... like - like this..." The shaking was back, she found it hard to sit down beside Avenstail after telling Secretcalling off. She was surprised when she heard him say her name a second time, and she watched him with worried eyes.
"I love you, Maplepool..."
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What had he just said?
She searched his face, serene, beautiful even as the blood trickled out centimeters below it. At that moment, everything made sense: Avenstail loved her, and she loved him... and... "Avenstail... I love you, too!" the tabby she-cat hadn't forgotten that she was surrounded by strangers of another Clan, and that she was basically admitting that they had been meeting before. But that didn't matter; because here Avenstail lay dying, and what would she do if...? "I love you, and you can't leave me alone now! Everyone left me, not you, too! Please, Avenstail..." her desperate yelling became an equally scared murmur as she touched her nose to his forehead, dry sobs shuddering inside her ribcage. [/blockquote] |
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Post by (aurora) of the problematique on Oct 5, 2008 20:50:14 GMT -5
Falling in the black___________x x_____________Saintcalling [/font] "Who gives a damn why the tom's hurt? Just get him in stable condition until we can figure out this situation."
The cold voice shot through the air like a blade of pure ice. Though not a leader and certainly not the eldest tom of the Clan, Saintcalling's demeanor demanded respect as he walked past the other warriors. His light-green eyes trained on Avenstail and then affixed upon the EclipseClan warrior at his side, his usual glare nothing short of a usual MoonClan welcoming for a rival.
The black and white warrior turned his frosty stare to Dancinghare. "Keep him alive." Claws unsheathed. Was he threatening the medicine cat subtly? Heh, that was Saintcalling for you.
The icy-faced tomcat sat down by Avenstail, inspecting him. "What on earth happened here?" he mumbled. His lip suddenly curled. "Rogue scent..." His eyes lifted to Maplepool. No, her scent didn't match it on Avenstail, obviously. The calculating tom turned around. It was tomscent, so it wasn't Quetzal, Chaosfire, or Zephyr. Saintcalling scowled. The only rogue males he knew of were Poisongas and Vampire, plus a few wa**ers in between.
Light-green glaring orbs lifted up. "Aerialcircle. Emeraldtalon. Does anyone know where those two are?" he demanded.
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Post by KURI. (happy birfday to me :D) on Oct 6, 2008 6:27:32 GMT -5
"I'm right here, Secretcalling. What's the matter?" the dark-furred smiled his lopsided smile and padded over to him, stopping cold when he saw Avenstail's condition. He thought of his own scars, of being carried back to camp, of the pain he had slept through afterwards... What had done this to him? Aerialcircle finally took in a deep breath, and he caught whiffs of the one scent he thought he'd never smell again. Sure, it was covered and masked with Avenstail's blood and the EclipseClan she-cat's panic - he hadn't really noticed her until now, actually - but it was there.
"Poisongas," he murmured, his eyes darting around the clearing as if the murderous tom might have already slid in unnoticed. The cut on Avenstail's throat... it had to be him. There was no doubt about it. [/blockquote] |
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Post by (aurora) of the problematique on Oct 6, 2008 10:33:25 GMT -5
Falling in the black___________x x_____________Saintcalling [/font] "That's all I wanted to know."
With a calm swivel, the black and white tom turned with a soft growl. Since everyone was sitting around gawking like vultures waiting for Avenstail to die, he decided to start snapping out orders. "Aerialcircle, get Firestar and notify her of the situation. She'll probably want us to bring out a patrol on this."
Light-green eyes shifted to Maplepool. "And what should we do with her?" He looked to the others for their opinions.
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Post by x.Jolly.x on Oct 6, 2008 14:31:14 GMT -5
The coldness of your green eyes
Tell me a story of sorrow.
The gentleness of your tone,
Tells me something different.
Emeraldtalon
Emeraldtalon padded in from the entrance to the camp. He had not noticed the scent of rogue as he walked by where Avenstail was hurt. He had been too caught up in thoughts of his sister leaving. He was surprised, then, when he noticed the uproar of the camp. he hurried to his brother's side. 'Aerialcircle, what happened?' He padded up to Avenstail. He smelled rogue. He inhaled deeper, then froze in shock.
'Aerial-Aerialcircle! We-we-we-we need to find him. Now! What if he realizes that Cyanfeather went to Serenityclan? Aerialcircle! What do we do?' For once, the tom was panicking. Never in his life had he ever panicked. He felt as though he didn't know what to do. He paced in circles as he looked around, scared.
'Someone needs to tell Cyanfeather! He might know that she's in Serenityclan!' He shouted so all the cats could hear. He finally fell silent, but still paced about.
***
Twisted lies are all we have left,
Painting pictures in our little heads.
[/i] Poisongas Poisongas was still sheltering in his tree as he heard the uproar from the camp. One voice rang in his ears.
'Someone needs to tell Cyanfeather! He might know that she's in Serenityclan!'
Poisongas jumped from his tree and pelted toward the Serenityclan border. He knew the terra well, having lived in this clan for ages. Finally he was going to get revenge on one of the cats that had exiled him. Ah, but she is a warrior now. She will be surprised to know that I know her name. He felt even more insane as death scenes flashed through his mind, some with slitting her throat open, some with drowning her like he did to Eruptionpaw.
He reached the border. He peered cautiously about, then crossed it. Old habits are hard to break. Oh well, then. He raced toward the Serentiyclan camp. [/sup] |
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Post by (aurora) of the problematique on Oct 6, 2008 15:15:06 GMT -5
Falling in the black___________x x_____________Saintcalling [/font] He froze and turned his icy gaze to Emeraldtalon. "You! You stupid boy! Quiet your tongue!" he said coldly. "Do you want everyone in the forest to hear you? Then again, you probably could care less. This would be the second time you would've hurt your sister, isn't it?" The scathing haughty tone was now added to the anger and disdain being pumped through Saintcalling's veins every time Emeraldtalon walked by. In his eyes, he'd always be that stupid apprentice. The black and white tom spared no hateful glare towards the panicking male.
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Post by Wolf on Oct 7, 2008 6:33:21 GMT -5
Dancinghare You had demons to kill within you screaming...The quiet, calm medicine cat had chosen to ignore the almost threatening way Saintcalling had spoken to him, and had simply carried on with his job, trying to get Avenstail stable. However, his ears twitched as the warrior began speaking angrily at Emeraldtalon. The silver tom looked up at Saintcalling. "Excuse me, but I don't think this is the time. Yes, Emeraldtalon shouldn't yell like that, but maybe you should also learn to hold your tongue, at least save your words for a better time." He meowed in calm, level voice,before going back to his work. |
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Post by (aurora) of the problematique on Oct 7, 2008 10:14:18 GMT -5
Falling in the black___________x x_____________Saintcalling [/font] He turned slowly toward Dancinghare, exhaling heavily. After a few moments, the white and black tom grunted, bending his ears back. "Fine," Saintcalling barked, flicking his tail side to side in aggravation.
He lifted himself up to Secretcalling. "We should at least tell Firestar about your son's mishap with the rogue?" the younger tom muttered, lifting his eyes up to the larger.
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Post by SHADE. :D on Oct 7, 2008 10:43:37 GMT -5
secretcalling The lithe silver tabby's indigo eyes narrowed as the scene opened up before him. As his son and the she-cat exchanged words, the warrior unsheathed his claws. What? "What is this?" he spat angrily. "Avenstail does not love you. He is a loyal cat." He stared threateningly at the she-cat, breathing deeply. The silver tabby did not even notice Emeraldtalon and Aerialcircle's terror. He was too busy glaring at Maplepool. This was not true. Avenstail would never betray the clan... Unreasonable fury bubbled up inside of him. He had done the same as a young warrior, so he had no right to be angry at his son. But as he watched, his anger grew. How could this have happened...? Did Avenstail want to shame him? At Saintcalling's words he whipped around to face the younger tom. "I will go," he snapped. "And I will tell her exactly what my son has been up to." He twisted around and stalked to Firestar's den. |
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Post by x.Jolly.x on Oct 7, 2008 14:18:01 GMT -5
Leaves dangle,
Black from the fire.
Like my love,
It’ll always be a desire.
Scorchedleaf [/font][/size] Scorchedleaf was aroused from all of the commotion. He padded out from the warrior's den, looking alarmed at the sight that met him. He padded up to Maplepool, hostility showing. The deputy was not going to back down from this cat. 'You, Eclipseclan cat! Explain your presence here, now.' He commanded from the warrioress. He turned to Avenstail. 'Oh, no. What happened?' He asked, smelling the rogue.
A memory popped up into Scorchedleaf's mind. One afternoon, while hunting with his apprentice, then Cyanpaw, they had come across this scent. Oh, no! Poisongas! He immediately looked up and saw Aerialcircle and Emeraldtalon. good. He turned back to Maplepool, glaring at her. ***
The coldness of your green eyes
Tell me a story of sorrow.
The gentleness of your tone,
Tells me something different.
Emeraldtalon Emeraldtalon glared at Saintcalling, claws unsheathed. He felt the burning desire to pounce on the tom. His paic was gone. Instead, he lifted his head and stared right into the tom's eyes. 'I'll do as I like, seeing as you aren't leader or deputy! You are just a pathetic warrior, snapping at us other warriors, then expecting us not to do anything about it! I have had enough!' He cried. He turned his back on Saintcalling and padded away before the tom could react.
He turned around, realizing that he was padding away from his brother. He came back up to him. 'Aerialcircle, should we go warn Cyanfeather?' He asked his brother. [/sup][/blockquote] |
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Post by KURI. (happy birfday to me :D) on Oct 7, 2008 14:32:51 GMT -5
Maplepool watched Dancinghare, working with such slow, concentrated movements that it made her want to scream. Work faster! she couldn't voice the thought, but it was directed at him all the same. He seemed so... so relaxed! So calm! While Avenstail was dying! She had easily tuned out the arrival of the other MoonClanners, so she tore her eyes from Avenstail when Secretcalling addressed her. "Well then, I don't think you know your son," she hissed icily, reffering to the assumption that Avenstail didn't love her and not to the one questioning his loyalty. She watched him go, a mirror image of Avenstail, and when he was gone she murmured reassuringly into the blood-covered tom's ear. "Don't worry. They can't do anything to me... I won't leave you." She straitened up once again when another MoonClanner began to glare at her.
"I found Avenstail like this." she meowed to Scorchedflame. It was a rogue who had done this, but... was he really so dangerous that all of MoonClan was scared of him? Her gaze swept the clearing. Each one of the cats, save for the medicine cat, seemed to be fearful of whoever had done this. She, on the other hand, only wanted to go and rip his heart out -- if he had any.
"Calm down, Emeraldtalon." Aerialcircle meowed, fear beating against his ribs. His blue eyes were clear as he soothed his brother with a gentle lick to the cheek. "Cyanfeather's not stupid, you know, and she's grown up now. She wouldn't go off with a rogue, much less Poisongas." he managed his loopy little smile as a good thought came to his mind. "Besides, she's a queen, and her little kittens have probably already been born. Her new Clan'll protect her. And maybe Poisongas is still on our territory. If someone went out to go tell her, he might..." the tom trailed off, nodding to Avenstail and his current condition. [/blockquote] |
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Post by Wolf on Oct 7, 2008 14:53:21 GMT -5
Dancinghare You had demons to kill within you screaming...The medicine cat may have appeared completely calm on the outside, but inside he was struggling to contain his anger. How could any cat be so merciful? And how dare Poisongas hurt his clanmate? Dancinghare hated cats like Poisongas. The kindhearted tom couldn't understand how any cat could be so heartless. He looked up. There was nothing more he could do for Avenstail right now.
"There's nothing more I can do for him. It's up to Starclan now." He meowed quietly. Dancinghare frowned slightly as he noticed some of his clanmates glaring at Maplepool. If it wasn't for her, Avenstail would be dead by now. He thought, shaking his head slightly. He turned to the she-cat. "Thankyou for your help." He meowed.
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Post by (aurora) of the problematique on Oct 7, 2008 14:56:59 GMT -5
Falling in the black___________x x_____________Saintcalling [/font] "I'm more of a leader than you'll ever be, brat."
Saintcalling's light-green eyes glared daggers at Emeraldtalon. "Stupid boy shouldn't speak before he thinks. Everything that comes out of his mouth is ignorance." He rolled his eyes and walked away from Secretcalling's former position, growling as he walked out of camp. He went to go watch the SerenityClan border.
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Post by FIREH!! on Oct 7, 2008 16:45:20 GMT -5
FIRESTAR
As we steal away the sands of time,
Hidden in our pockets as we rhyme.
We seem not to watch the sun set and rise,
But watch our the end of our demise.
Firestar met Secretcalling in the entrance of her den, and walked past him, flickign her tail for him to follow. She met up with the group in the middle, her eyes raking across each face, settling upon Maplepool and Avenstail. "Let's not argue now," She meowed coolly to Saintcalling and Emeraldtalon. "Emeraldtalon, you and Aerialcircle are not to leave camp until I tell you you can." She ordered, not taking her eyes off Maplepool and Avenstail. "Now does someone care to tell em what has happened here, before this tom bleeds his life out?" She inquired, finally tearing her gaze from the pair and looked at all her warriors.
ooc;; Sorry it's short, I have to leave now.
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