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[(aurora) of the problematique]

YOU SHOT HIM, YOU SHOT HIM.

I KNOW I BLOODY DID.

Zephyr___
//<sub>Brackenkit was currently with Nyx so Zephyr saw no reason to stay in the den like a landlubber. The she-cat stiffly sat up and rubbed her face, stretching a bit to get the kinks out. She ran her tongue over her chops and turned to the other cats in the den. "Prophecyteller, Lonepaw, come forward," she ordered, glaring into the darkness.

She sighed a bit and sat down, thinking a bit. News had gotten to her that Chaosfire had had Vampire's kits. She scowled at the thought of that, shaking her head. There would be little brats running around? It would be worse than when Ivy and the others were born to Blood, miscreants from the frozen depths of Hell.

"Dammit, you two. Get OUT here!" she snapped, sepia fur spiking up a bit.</sub>

YOU SHOT HIM. YOU SHOT HIM.

MOVE, I'VE GOT TO GET THIS HID.

[&&R.A.V.E.N :3]

take my bones and soul

prophecyteller

just don't take my punctured heart

[x.Jolly.x]

The loneliness is pressing down on me,
Feeling like nothing's the same.
I feel dead to everyone,
I feel unnoticed.

Lonepaw

Lonepaw dragged herself out to Zephyr. She huddled next to Prophecyteller. She wasn't afraid, just feeling defeated. Lonepaw didn't believe that they would be able to get out of this alive. Sure, the rogues had kept up their promise. They had fed the captors and the captors had helped out. Lonepaw didn't like it, though. She'd rather be training with Glacierfrost, training to become a warrior. Instead, she had to stay here, missing valuable training time.

She looked up at the she-cat, her eyes hollow with lack of emotion. 'What do you want, Zephyr?' She asked in a tired, emotionless voice.

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[(aurora) of the problematique]

YOU SHOT HIM, YOU SHOT HIM.

I KNOW I BLOODY DID.

Zephyr___
//_{She didn't appreciate the tone in Lonepaw's voice, but she swallowed the urge to wring the girl's neck. "I'm doing double training today with the two of you," she growled. Zephyr jerked her head to Prophecyteller. "I want you to tell me what you smell." Her eyes then flashed over to Lonepaw. "Tell me what you see..."}

YOU SHOT HIM. YOU SHOT HIM.

MOVE, I'VE GOT TO GET THIS HID.

[&&R.A.V.E.N :3]

you can take my bones, my soul, my existence. They mean nothing.

prophecyteller

[/color] Prophecyteller said, spitting at the ground afterwards and opening to eyes to stare at Zephyr. He cocked a brow, wondering what her reaction might be to his words.

"How long are you planning to keep us here? And the reason you stole us away would be something else I'd like to know" The brown tabby meowed, cocking his small head at the she-cat.
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[(aurora) of the problematique]

YOU SHOT HIM, YOU SHOT HIM.

I KNOW I BLOODY DID.

Zephyr___
// <sub>"Stop asking questions," she replied coldly, irritated with the childish acts he was doing. The she-cat lifted up her eyes. With a small sigh, she sat down. "You don't need to know why we took you. To be honest, I hate Clanners. I'd rather we'd just kill you and be on our way, but no, Quetzal wants to dabble with that tramp, Chaosfire." The sepia-hued femme spat at the ground like Prophecyteller did. Her tail slapped the ground irritably. "I don't understand why we need to mingle with that hussy. Our reputation doesn't need to include her." Zephyr looked up at Prophecyteller and Lonepaw.

"Go," she barked. "Go. Leave here before I change my mind and hunt you down." Had she grown weak? Was she seriously letting them leave?</sub>

YOU SHOT HIM. YOU SHOT HIM.

MOVE, I'VE GOT TO GET THIS HID.

[all out JINX ♥]

. Eastfrost .
. The Angels cry when the stars collide .

Sapphire blue orbs glowed with hard apathy as he watched the two older EclipseClanners called out to Zethyr, his ears went back to where the little Brakenkit was sleeping. The males pelt was a dirty silver colour with black stripes, they would usually be glossy and sleek like his little Jinxkit's fur was supposed to be. Oh how he wanted to be with his little kits and his beautiful mate, he also wanted to see his little niece's and nephews and both his sister and brother-in-law. His heart longed for them to be repatched into his memory, all he could do was see the picture's of when everyone the way they were before he had been taken away. He knew it had been awhile and he knew that his sisters litter and his own would be older and much more mature then the sightless kittens that fed blindingly from their mothers belly. Gracewhisper. The silver tabby male missed them all so much. He wasn't sure but when he thought of his beloved Gracewhisper he thought that he heard Zephyr talking about their leavings. He crawled to the entrance of the cave still in the half-darkness, he listened as carefully as possible so he didn't misunderstand the rogue's words. Go! Go. Leave here before I change my mind and hunt you down! Eastfrost's slender silver body didn't wait for any hesitation, he bolted out of the make shift cave the rogues called home. That wasn't his home. Eastfrost was on his way to the ones he loved deeply... his home...

[(aurora) of the problematique]

YOU SHOT HIM, YOU SHOT HIM.

I KNOW I BLOODY DID.

Zephyr___
//_{She glared at their retreating forms before turning and walking to the den. The sepia-hued she-cat strode over to where Brackenkit lay. With a slight frown, she looked down at him. "You've grown a bit," she murmured, touching her nose to him. "Will you go home or stay with Nyx? We are leaving." Zephyr couldn't wait until Quetzal came home. "If necessary, I will take you home." The little tom had grown a bit on the rogue she-cat, no matter how much she denied it.}

YOU SHOT HIM. YOU SHOT HIM.

MOVE, I'VE GOT TO GET THIS HID.

[KURI. (happy birfday to me :D)]

He hadn't exactly been sleeping; he could hear the older cat's voices though to his ears they were far away and muffled. Nyx... She seemed so... Happy with this life. He had grown close to her, he liked her alot, but there was so much about the she-cat he didn't understand. Even though she seemed like a cunning, ferocious cat, she was kind and gentle to him. Brackenkit had quailed when he thought of Nyx killing someone. It hadn't seemed right, the picture wouldn't comply with the sweet she-cat he knew her to be. Had she really been raised as a killer?

Brackenkit poked his head up when he was addressed. Zephr's words made him scramble to his paws, looking up at her. Home? He had always wondered... always dreamed... and now... was he really going to get the chance to go home? But his stomach twisted. For the first time, Brackenkit felt real panic. What if he left Nyx behind? What would happen to her...? She wouldn't want to live in a Clan, she knew that much. But what would she become? "Let me speak to Nyx," he meowed, trying his best not to show his indecision.

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[x.Jolly.x]

The loneliness is pressing down on me,
Feeling like nothing's the same.
I feel dead to everyone,
I feel unnoticed.

Lonepaw

Lonepaw's dead eyes flashed in the briefest amount of hope. Home. She hoped that Zephyr wasn't lying. She looked at Prophecyteller then to Brackenkit. 'Zephyr, I won't leave without Brackenkit. Let me take him home.' She then heard Zephyr's question to the kit. She heard the kit's response. Her voice grew exasperated. 'Brackenkit, you must come home! Fernpelt will be destroyed! She will want you back!' Lonepaw stared from Brackenkit to Zephyr, hoping that Brackenkit would come home.

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[(aurora) of the problematique]

YOU SHOT HIM, YOU SHOT HIM.

I KNOW I BLOODY DID.

Zephyr___
// _{"Shut. Up. Clan brat," the she-cat snarled viciously, turning and glaring at Lonepaw. "I told you to go before I change my mind. I find myself changing right about now..." The sepia-hued she-cat no longer had the stability to keep herself from strangling any Clan cats she saw at the moment, and if Lonepaw didn't get out, Zephyr'd make her. "He says he wants to talk to Nyx and he'll do just that. If your corpse would like to survey this, why don't you take a seat?" Zephyr's cold reply echoed in her den.}

YOU SHOT HIM. YOU SHOT HIM.

MOVE, I'VE GOT TO GET THIS HID.

[x.Jolly.x]

The loneliness is pressing down on me,
Feeling like nothing's the same.
I feel dead to everyone,
I feel unnoticed.

Lonepaw

Lonepaw backed away slightly from Zephyr. 'I want that kit back. I'll go now, but if we don't get him back, I will be back with a patrol to wipe you all out.' She threatened as she backed away. She turned around and started to leave, shooting one last glance over her shoulder at Brackenkit as she left. Once she got out of the camp, she ran at full speed toward her home. I'm going home! The thought filled her mind as she raced across the land, trying to get home as fast as possible.

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