Post by SHADE. :D on Sept 20, 2008 7:32:21 GMT -5
just to say we're sorry
for the black eyes
and bleeding lips
for the black eyes
and bleeding lips
spectreflame.
[/blockquote]when it's hard to forget she-cat
how many lies forty one moons
we've told starclan
or how we'd grow queen
before i said goodbye[/size][/font]
so let's scrape our knees
on the playground
Spectreflame has a large, muscular body. Her paws are strong and supple. Each one is bottomed with a grey pad, hardened by her many moons as a warrior. Her claws are hidden, though she will not hesitate to pull them out, believe me. Her claws are long, hooked, and pointed at the ends. They are the colour of steel. Spectreflame has long legs, but they are not willowy. They are sturdy and promise her stamina and agility rolled into one. Spectreflame has the perfect body for a warrior. Her shoulders complete her rangy shape, sliding into a lean back and long, shaggy tail. Spectreflame’s muzzle is of an average length. Her nose is light grey and velvety. Her ears are small, but well-pointed and perked forward. Her eyes are narrow, and her slit black pupils drowning pools of the iciest blue of winter. Her teeth are pearly white and deathly sharp. They can tear strips of fur and flesh easily.
Spectreflame has long fur, but it is not silky or short. It is ragged and ruffled, sticking out in messy clumps. She rarely bothers to groom it properly, unless there is an occasion. Spectreflame’s fur was once snowy white, on the day she was born and cleaned up. But ever since she has been able to see and walk, she has had a layer of dust covering her coat. It looks the colour of grubby chalk, now.it's not your fault
you feel okay
it's too late in the day
it's not your fault
Spectreflame is a very complicated she-cat. She can be extremely moody, and often snaps at other cats. She has a very fierce personality and a short temper. She sometimes seems to be permenantly angry, though in fact she is just a complex character. Spectreflame is fiercely protective of all those she loves, and would rather die herself than let them be killed. She would live through a hundred days with no fresh kill for her beloved mate Crestedfire. He is one of the only cats who feels the smooth side of her tongue. Spectreflame doesn’t always mean to be rude, it is just the way she speaks. She can sometimes be friendly and tolerant, but only when she is in a very good mood. She is very frightening in a battle, and merciless. She rages through the ranks, slashing and biting and not caring what damage is being done to her. She would give her life for MoonClan’s honour. The one and only thing that Spectreflame hates is kits. She despises their annoying personalities, their high-pitched voices. So having her own isn’r really an option... Right?
you feel betrayed
and can't come out to play
Spectrekit was born into the first litter of Pearlblade and Winterfire. She was born with two sisters named Streamkit and Hopekit, and a twin brother named Chaoskit. She grew up with her father and mother both there for her, and always stuck close to Chaoskit. The two were utterly different, Spectrekit impulsive and fierce, and Chaoskit mysterious and poetic. They had a fairly happy kithood, and where apprenticed on their sixth moon. Spectrepaw grew a little apart from Chaospaw when she became an apprentice, as she was determined to be the best warrior MoonClan had ever seen. She worked quickly through her training due to eagerness and skill. She would often go out into the forest and train alone, practising fighting moves and hunting tirelessly.
On her eleventh moon, Spectrepaw and her siblings were made warriors. Spectrepaw became Spectreflame. She was devestated when, barely a moon later, Chaosdance was killed. She mourned him for only a few days, despite her inner sorrow, because she knew she had to move. Further into her warriorhood, Spectreflame met a tom named Crestedfire. Every cat expected the two to hate eachother, as they were stark opposites. Spectreflame was brave and ferocious, and Crestedfire shy and timid. But the unlikely pair became good friends, and soon after, mates. Spectreflame loved Crestedfire fiercely, and was happy with her life as it was. But then something happened that changed everything. She became pregnant. Spectreflame had never wanted that to happen. She hated kits.
But inevitably, a few moons later, she gave birth to two daughters and a son, named Nymphkit, Hornetkit and Forestkit by Crestedfire. But whether she will ever want them, is a good question.i never listened to a word
you never said
i never listened to a word
you never said
pearlblade mother
winterfire father
frostwing, ravenclaw sisters
forestkit son
hornetkit, nymphkit daughters
salmonpaw, geckopaw, sunrisepaw nephews
saffronpaw, sunsetpaw nieces
wasting the hours now
we're all suckers for tradegies
we'll start this over again
and you bring us to our knees
PAINTING PORTRAITS OF GHOSTS !!as sunrise comes
and the story will sell
a few hundred papers
so we'll follow you up!
