Post by SHADE. :D on Feb 21, 2007 10:48:48 GMT -5
he bends and he breaks
if you give they will take away
his passion, his pain, his grace
[/font]if you give they will take away
his passion, his pain, his grace
he exhales
a thousand black flowers explode
into butterflies as they're away
pearlblade.
[/blockquote]rip them out, take them she-cat
burn coals as they crush him eighty five moons
leave nothing moonclan
that resembles the soul of a man elder
see him numb[/size][/font][/right]
see him crushed
see him numb
see him crushed
Pearlblade has a strong frame, her limbs muscular and her shoulders hard. But her body still manages to retain a lithe shape to it, turning her into a battle-savvy beauty. She has long limns with square-ish paws. Her pads are delicate and rosy peach-pink, this the same hue as her nose. Her muzzle is long and angular. Pearlblade has strong thighs and an athletic form. Her tail is well-furred and quite short. Pearlblade has a round face with dark, narrowed eyes. These are rimmed in hazel-brown. The eyes themselves are liquid green.
Pearlblade’s coat is short and very thick. It is soft and warm, hiding her wiry body in a covering of hair. It has a velvety top-texture to it, but deeper down it gains a harsh quality. It is longer on her belly, and her tail. The colour of her coat is smudgy white, like the colour of a cloud that has yet to drink in raindrops. It is the perfect shade for the texture of her fur. Splattered across her back and head are dark patches of glossy, forest-coloured fur. Tortoiseshell browns and ambers mixed with lighter tans and golden browns. Her ears are chocolate, as is her tail.rip them out, take them
burn coals as they crush him
leave nothing
that resembles the soul of man
Pearlblade has a whole heart and a will of steel. He will go at something and never give up until she is beaten down with bloody fur and weakened limbs. She can be stubborn and stands up for what she believes fiercely. She is likely to protest against even her leader if she thinks they are wrong; and surprisingly, she is often right. She gains respect from the cats around her from her strength and dignity. She only gives out her heart and love to those she knows will take true care of them, and not abuse them. He loves her family and mate whole-heartedly and ferociously defends them. She would give up her own life if StarClan were to spare one of her family’s. Pearlblade is a skilled hunter, but is a far better fighter. She is strong, quick and merciless, extinguishing challengers with great skill. She is clever and never rushes into things, and she sneers at recklessness. She is a cold fighter, not afraid to hurt and maim. She does not hold mercy in her heart for those who do not deserve. She is a valued fighter in MoonClan, as are her children as they have inherited her skill. Pearlblade loathes cats who are afraid to fight, and will only give up if death is definite.
leave him numb
leave him crushed
leave him numb
leave him crushed
Pearlkit was born a happy kit. She had a brother and a sister named Whitekit and Forestkit. All three kits got along well, and defended each other fiercely. When Whitekit grew ill, Pearlkit and Forestkit watched over her and begged StarClan to heal her. Though they prayed very sun many times, their sister passed away from the deadly threat of Blackcough. Pearlkit was devastated, but at the time Forestkit had met a pretty young she-kit named Dovekit who he got on very well with. Pearlkit was disgusted at the little amount her brother grieved, and vowed to never speak to him again.
Pearlkit was apprenticed ay seven moons, slightly later than others kits as she caught Whitecough on her sixth moon and had to be healed first. Her mother’s brother, Mudmask, mentored Pearlpaw. Pearlpaw got on quite well with the tom, but found it hard to concentrate on her training when gradually Forestpaw and Dovepaw made their love clear. Pearlpaw hated Forestpaw for his indifference at Whitekit’s death, and hated Dovepaw for distracting Forestpaw. Pearlpaw was out hunting alone in leaf-fall when she found Dovepaw, rigid, kitting. She realised the white apprentice must be bearing her brother’s kits, and rushed to help her, despite her dislike for her. Dovepaw bore two small tomkits, but died of exhaustion, as she had been too young to bear kits. When Forestpaw found his mate dead, he attacked Pearlpaw, thinking it had been her. While they fought, the kits died of weakness. Forestpaw, about to strike a deathblow on his sister, discovered the bodies. Though he apologized many times, Pearlpaw never forgave him. She dragged herself back to camp, lying to Razorstar that a badger had attacked her, Forestpaw and Dovepaw had been killed. Pearlpaw had to stay in the medicine cat’s den for two long moons, after which he made a warrior.
Pearlblade till ignored her brother’s apologies. As a young warrior, she fell deeply in love with Winterfire, a strong warrior. The two became mates and Pearlblade was delighted to discover she was to bear the tom’s kits. Five moons later, she bore four kits: three she-kits and a tom. Pearlblade named them Streamkit, Hopekit. Spectrekit and Chaoskit. She raised the four to become four strong apprentices, Streampaw, Hopepaw, Spectrepaw and Chaospaw. Pearlblade then left the nursery. She was happy to share a den with her mate once again. Her four kits soon took their warrior names, becoming Streamrunner, Hopeheart, Spectreflame and Chaosdance. But tragically, Chaosdance was killed, and Streamrunner and Hopeheart vanished, never to be seen again. The three were on the same patrol together but it was never discovered what happened to the sisters, or how Chaosdance died.
After this, Pearlblade became pregnant again. Though she still grieved for her three dead children, she decided to move on and concentrate on this next litter. During her pregnancy, Winterfire was killed. She was devastated at her mate’s death, and mourned him for many moons. Eventually, after a long, tiring pregnancy, Pearlblade gave birth to two daughters, whom she named Frostkit and Ravenkit. They were soon joined by a third kit, Shardkit, who had been found on the MoonClan territory alone. Pearlblade took him in and raised him as her own, and as her daughters’ brother. Soon the three young cats became apprentices, Frostpaw, Ravenpaw and Shardpaw. Pearlblade was then given another abandoned kit, named Selenekit, to nurse.
But when Selenekit was barely three moons old she disappeared. This broke Pearlblade’s heart, and she retired to the elders’ den. Since then she has watched Frostpaw, Ravenpaw and Shardpaw receive their warrior names, and two of her daughters having kits. She has lived a very long, very turbulent life.took the fire inside
one too many times
he's burning over and out now
he fails
pureheart mother
beartail father
forestwing brother
spectreflame, frostwing, ravenclaw daughters
shardfeather, selenekit foster kits
geckopaw, sunrisepaw, salmonpaw, forestkit grandsons
sunsetpaw, saffronpaw, hornetkit, nymphkit grand daughters
up against the raging tides
no more fights
everything you ever wanted to see
see it in his eyes
one more time, one more time
PAINTING PORTRAITS OF GHOSTS !!climb down to test the waters
my hands feel like they're rusting away, yeah yeah
so i'll pace around like a lamb before the slaughter
i'll stay here as long as you let me
