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Post by trissea on Jun 5, 2007 19:17:04 GMT -5
Don't.Push.MeBecause.I'.mClose,.,To.,the<E.d.g.e..
Sablestar padded silently to the edge of the drop, feeling his energy return. He opened his mouth to scent what he could, and, gleefully, realized a cat in BrightClan was dying. She was an old cat, one who had had a very full life. She was nieve, though, and would be easy to convince. At least if he could get her here.
You.Don't.Wann>Asee,whatI.Am.When.You Get.Memad
He lay down quietly, curling his dark tabby tail around him and closing his now reddish eyes. He saw Kestralfeather take her final breath, and with it, disgusting him with fond words. He saw her mate run too her, all too late, and another cat join him, both nearly crying. He reached out with foggy claws to snag her as she drifted to StarClan's ranks, hoping she'd come easy. He felt a sharp pain in his side, and yowled, still holding on, but barely. What was that?
What.H.ave..Yo'u Done/??/?
He saw five kits, one from each clan. Crystalkit, Moonkit, Mottledkit, Selenekit and Pecankit. He winced. They stared at him blankly, with expressions so knowing and ready it scared him. They were only kits. The vision disappeared, his side still hurt, but he still had the drifting Kestralfeather by a thread, which he tugged mercilessly.
I will find you and kill you all...
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Post by SHADE. :D on Jun 6, 2007 10:30:43 GMT -5
The spirit was nameless and liquid, a silvery ghostlike thing that drifted through the many places of sanctuary. There was no sign of the cat it had once belonged to; she would no materialize until she had found rest in one of these places. The spirit sailed past the craggy, doomed mountains of DeathClan. A bright light shone gold in the distance. The ever drifting spirit swooped toward the light. But something tugged at it, something as real as the spirit itself, yet nothing more than it. The pulling dragged the spirit towards a hidden realm, dark and forboding, but thrases ringed it as it sailed onwards.
Come on, Redkit, you old floppypaws!
I miss them. I miss them so much...
I never thought I'd see something so beautiful...
I'm going to die. I'm going to die right here and no one will ever know...
I love him so much...
Goodbye, my dears...
The spirit flitted past the realm of Nightmares, drifting on to land in the green grasses of StarClan. Safe. |
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Post by trissea on Jun 6, 2007 19:23:01 GMT -5
Sablestar hissed, feeling the old she-cat rip out of his claws and drift towards StarClan, his ears back. She had been too good anyway. Too perfect. He hissed up at the glow from above, knowing that this kind of thing did happen. Just not to him. He turned away, ready to blame everything but himself for the failure. He spat into the cloudy semi-ground below him, and padded angrily towards camp. Devil help any cat who ticked him off when he got back. He was already ticked off. Past the limit.
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Post by KURI. (happy birfday to me :D) on Jun 11, 2007 18:48:02 GMT -5
Heartlessfrost hissed and flattened her ears as she stepped into the boundray that separated Sablestar's turf from the other Tribe Cats. The Lightning Drop. "Why did you let her go?!" she hissed, narrowing her jade-colored orbs. "You had her. I saw it in your eyes." she could see Sablestar was angry, too.
Sometimes, she felt as if Sablestar himself hated how she had been around him so long - the first soul he had taken, the first cat he had seized. Not that she would have gone to StarClan, anyway. She snickered. She knew Sablestar's every emotion, and even gave herself the power to walk where he allowed no cat to without his sole permission - the Lightning Drop. Although, she never went beyond a few tail-lengths inside, for who knew what Sablestar would do to her?
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Post by (aurora) of the problematique on Jun 11, 2007 19:01:26 GMT -5
"What do you think you're doing, Heartlessfrost?!" Windstripe's threatening yowl snapped across the air, similar like the lightning above. "Your arrogance will one day cost you... Leave our Leader alone!" His unsheathed claws scratched on the rock he was on, grey-green eyes were revealed no emotion but were as stony with the fury of a Two-leg monster. He suddenly went deadly silent, a sure cue that he was enraged. His scarred ears twitched.
Unlike Heartlessfrost, Windstripe stayed in silence behind the boundary of Lightning Drop unless awaiting orders from "sir". His lean frame was steely, champing at the bit to sprint towards Heartlessfrost for her insolence and strangle her. His eyes flitted up towards Sablestar, the only reason he held back.
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Post by KURI. (happy birfday to me :D) on Jun 12, 2007 7:23:53 GMT -5
Heartlessfrost hissed angrily at the tom, her green eyes flaring. "Well, what do you expect me to do?!" she asked, her neck fur beginning to bristle. "You could never really be a part of this Tribe, you worthless scrap of fur!" and with that, she let out a crying howl and lunged at Windstripe, claws unsheathed.
ooc; Ooh. Bad Heartlessfrost. -shakes head- [/center] |
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Post by trissea on Jun 12, 2007 12:09:59 GMT -5
Sablestar ignored Heartlessfrost's arrogant comment, his eyes blazing. He listened to the two cats fight briefly, before his eyes went cold. He leapt up, his claws unsheathed, his fur on end and his hackles raised. "Stop it. " He hissed loudly, with unnerving calmness. He nodded his grudging thanks to Windstripe before turning to Heartlessfrost. "You may be my deputy, but you still need to watch what you say. I know you could tell I was angry, too, so why say it? I don't have to tell you why I let her go, and I won't." Secretly, his mind was whirling, What had happened? The four kits... calmly staring into his face... as if they knew something he didn't. He hissed again and blinked the vision away. He was not happy and comtinued on his way back to camp, eyes smoldering.
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Post by (aurora) of the problematique on Jun 12, 2007 14:59:51 GMT -5
Windstripe's claws were inches from Heartlessfrost's eyes the second Sablestar ordered him to stop. His eye twitched and he slowly turned to his leader. "Of course, sir. I apologize," he said, nihilistic eyes turning to Heartlessfrost after receiving Sablestar's nod. He did not move when his leader stormed past him. He glanced back at Heartlessfrost.
"Were you part of my living Clan, I assure you that you would've be dead by morning, Deputy or not," he remarked icily before trotting off, melting into the shadows.
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Post by trissea on Jun 17, 2007 20:35:01 GMT -5
Sablestar just rolled his eyes at Windstripe's added spiteful remark, knowing there would now be no harm done. As if there could have been anyway. I mean, we're dead. What can we do to eachother? He was still walking, with his back to the two other cats, but he did feel Windstripe melt into the shadowy crevices. "I'm afraid, Windstripe, that spite is no longer the currency of this realm." His strong, but level voice rang out amongst the cloudy hills. He didn't stop walking, knowing Windstripe was still there somewhere. Of course, he didn't even have to look.
OOC: LOL, Pirates of the Caribbean 2 Moment!!!
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Post by KURI. (happy birfday to me :D) on Jun 19, 2007 6:52:21 GMT -5
ooc; My friend is mental for POTC. xD
Heartlessfrost spat ungraciously. That was true - and so was the fact that unless Sablestar stepped down or crossed the border over into StarClan (Both quite unlikely, from her point of view,) she would never be leader - just deputy. Just deputy. She felt ambition claw at her belly, but there was nothing she could do about it.
She was stuck here. Forever. [/center][/color] |
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