the bride of...... THE D E V I L!

[all out JINX ♥]

//. this is reserved for Quetzal and Zephyr when they get back from their captures in EclipseClan

Poison

The wind of a cool night grew heavy on the back of a long legged tan tabby with tan eye-lids closed so her mysterious eyes wouldn't show in the heavy drizzle. Long blood-stained black claws kneaded the ground impatiently as the tan female waited for the duo to return from what she heard their captures. The fae carried on keeping her deadly irises closed as she heard thunder rumbling in the distance, the rain started getting heavier and drenched through the females blood scented fur. 'Would they just hurry already!' The fae's voice sounded as deadly as her irises looked from underneath her tan eye-lids, her patients was running out. She would either risk her life and step into their cave or just walk away from the place where she could kill and frighten the clanners without getting hurt. She decided to wait outside, no matter what.

[all out JINX ♥]

_{//. don't think anyone saw this thread........ 'tis reserved for Shard-Nyx, Aurrie-Quetzal and Zephyr, and maybe the captures Blair-Maplepaw, Kuri-Brackenkit, Jolly-Lonepaw, and Raven-Prophecyteller}

[(aurora) of the problematique]

_{ooc;// I saw it. I've just been too museless to post sadistically.
bic;//}

Quetzal
sitting in this room playing Russian Roulette,
finger on the ^trigger to my dear _Juliet

<sub>"Honey, pissing and moaning at us ain't gonna make us faster to get here. How about you just shut up until we get our mail inside?" Quetzal said sweetly, pushing past the tan she-cat with a tomcat on her back and a she-cat apprentice in her mouth. Zephyr glared at the newcomer with the same disdain that she held Clanners as she walked by with Prophecyteller. Nyx was behind them carrying the leader's kit.

"Here, go inside," she barked, pointing the three-legged tom into the large den that was their home. "I'll handle this."

Quetzal let out a fake moan of complaint, snickering under her breath when Zephyr gave her the stern glare. "Just hurry up then, you lop. It's getting bad out there." The beautiful she-cat disappeared into the den.

The much-older sepia-hued she-cat stood outside, her eyes narrowing dangerously as the tempest howled overhead. The rain began to pound but Zephyr did not move, rooted stubbornly to her spot. "You. Who are you?"</sub>

YOU SHOT HIM, YOU SHOT HIM.

I KNOW I BLOODY DID.

Zephyr___

YOU SHOT HIM. YOU SHOT HIM.

MOVE, I'VE GOT TO GET THIS HID.

[all out JINX ♥]

Poison

Poison opened her perfectly shaped orbs to reveal green poison swimming deep in a pit of hell, her deadly irises stared calmly at the approaching female's. She smiled as the prey they had captured walked, carried, or dragged went past her into the small cave they called home. She directed her toxic pits towards the female in front of her, her poisonous smile disappeared as she stared at the female in fornt of her. 'Greetings, my valuble name is Poison, and you must be the leader of this grand clanner capturing system I heard from the loner I slaughtered. I've been waiting such a long time for you three to come so I can ask you if I can join your little pack,' The tan fae's tail swished around her long legs as she awaited the grand killers words that would set her on a new high on the rise of killing the clans more easily. Her green coloured hell pits looked calmly upon Zephyr even though the insides of her burned for the fear of no acceptance, she would rather be with the source then an enemy. She wanted to kill and this would be the only spot to fill if she doesn't want to get caught and killed, the clanners have been getting more noble with her, soon she would be killed and left without the guidence of anyone to help her to the death filled sky. She would join this pack, even if it meant killing one of these cats.

//. Aurrie having no muse!!!! I must be in a horrible world! like I was when you said you didn't have any muse for the battle against the tribe! That freaked meh out man! Freaked meh out!!! 'Tis otey though now right? I'm back where there's an Aurrie with muse, right?

[(aurora) of the problematique]

YOU SHOT HIM, YOU SHOT HIM.

I KNOW I BLOODY DID.

Zephyr___
//<sub>A scowl contorted the female's face and she turned her head towards Quetzal. "I told you this was a bad idea. Now you've got all these cats coming to join our religion."

"Oh jolly good, Zephyr-dear. Make sure they bring in the fruitcake."

"Quetzal, I wasn't joking."

"Oh, I know." The silver tabby inside let out a benign chuckle.

She turned back towards the witch named Poison, beige ears bending back. "Alright, see here. Quetzal and I rule this place equally; it's just me that rules the roost while she's the lead in the field. This isn't a pack." She sniffed the air and looked around.

"You're just like that other brainless twit who came here earlier with no proof. Where the bloody hell is your proof?" Zephyr hissed frostily. She slapped her paw against her forehead in exasperation. "You newbies are hopeless."</sub>

YOU SHOT HIM. YOU SHOT HIM.

MOVE, I'VE GOT TO GET THIS HID.

_{ooc;// Um, yeah, I think I'm okay now.}

[all out JINX ♥]

Poison

Poison stared at Zephyr with her toxic pits she struggled to stay calm but she knew the sephia-hued fae could see the anger sparking like flames in her eyes. 'My proof! You want to see my proof! Now then why don't I just go find the nasty loner that sounded crazy, lets see if we can find his shredded body shall we-' The sand coloured female stopped before she could finish her sentence, she was about to burst when a brilliant idea came to her mind. The tan fae shook her fur a little to cool her skin she stared at Zephyr once again with her calm and blood-thirsty look, 'I'll prove it by either killing or bringing you a helpless little clanner body, your choice, your pick. I'll show you how good I can be' A deadly smile crossed the fae's face, her thoughts of blood running through her claws and the scent of death made her want to cry out in pleasure. She just hoped that the rogue would take her up on her offer and she hoped that the fae would choose to have her kill, her thoughts rolled in deliciously as the thought of blood ran through her mind again. Her blood-stained long black claws unsheathed and stayed out without her noticing. Poison was ready to try her claws out on a clanner.

[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 staggered away from Quetzal as they arrived in this place. She spotted a familiar face and took off for it. She went up to the tom. 'Prophecyteller! Oh, thank goodness! A cat I know!' She pressed up against him. She knew the cat well from her time spent in the medicine cat's den. She stayed next to him as she gazed around the cave. 'Where are we? Do you know?' She asked. She was scared that she might never see her friends again. 'Do you think that we'll ever go home again?' She asked in a small voice.

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

[/color] He mewed, his voice dark and low as he spoke, giving Lonepaw an encouraging lick to the head.
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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

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Lonepaw felt comforted as the tom pulled her closer. When he reassured her with his statement, she looked up at him. 'I'll make sure you get home, Prophecyteller. We can't lose you. I owe you, anyways.' She mewed at him. She looked at the kit. 'They stole one of Fernpelt's kits? Oh no, Eclipseclan will be here easily! No Eclipseclanner will stand for this!' She mewed, half to herself. She leaned over to Brackenkit and licked him on the head, just as Prophecyteller had done.

Lonepaw felt that she would have to stay strong for Maplepaw and Brackenkit because she was one of the oldest apprentices. Though she was scared, she put a brave face on so no one would realize that she was scared.

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[(aurora) of the problematique]

YOU SHOT HIM, YOU SHOT HIM.

I KNOW I BLOODY DID.

Zephyr___
//<sub>Zephyr's eye twitched, and she growled. "We're thinking about doing a SerenityClan run next. Pick someone you like and do away with it. Report back with the pelt or the head, and I'll consider your value with us." The tan she-cat flicked her tail and turned away from Poison, not even bothering to give the she-cat her name as she entered the den. She shook her wet pelt and groomed herself for warmth before nosing past Lonepaw and Prophecyteller to curl around the tomkit, resting her head near his so that he wouldn't freeze.

"Here are the rules around here," she said gruffly, turning her eyes over to Lonepaw and Prophecyteller since they were the only two awake. "Do not leave the den unless you're with us. It's for your own safety. We can't use you if you're bludgeoned up by some rogue just because you thought it would be cool to escape in a land where you've never been before." She flicked her ear. "Two, everyone works together. You're prisoners here but that doesn't mean you're not part of the temporary family. Everyone hunts and patrols for the good of the group. If I see that you haven't hunted at all one day, you won't eat that night, understand? If you have questions, talk to Nyx. She'll be the go-between for you, and Quetzal and me."</sub>

YOU SHOT HIM. YOU SHOT HIM.

MOVE, I'VE GOT TO GET THIS HID.

[x.Jolly.x]

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

Lonepaw

Lonepaw looked at Zephyr as she came in. She listened to the rules and nodded. Suddenly, she had an idea. 'Wait, did you know any rogues by the name of Glace or Roussi?' She asked the rogue. Lonepaw wanted to learn about her family. She felt as though she never knew them. She knew that Roussi was her father. Glace was her mother and she wanted to know if anyone else knew them. She hoped that this rogue knew. IT would give her something to think about while she was here.

Lonepaw looked up at Prophecyteller again. 'Did you know that it was Glace woh killed my father and then tried to do the same to me? She killed my father after he gave me to Eclipseclan and she tried to kill me while I was fighting in the Great Battle. I saw my father then.' Lonepaw had no idea that her father's name had been changed to his proper warrior's name. She didn't know that it was done by her saviour, Amethyststar. She didn't know that his name was now Rustedcrest.

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[all out JINX ♥]

Poison

Poisons smiled spread even further as the rogue took her up on her offer, 'You'll have the body by morning' Her deadly whisper sounded behind Zephyr as she unsheathed the rest of her black claws, this was perfect. The poisonous fae looked inside the cave one more time before running off full sprint towards SerenityClan territory, her claws and teeth pulsing for blood.

Eastfrost

A silver tabby male lay in the far back just behind the EclipseClanners, his sapphire blue orbs glowed with hate as the older rogue started talking. He didn't know if she knew he was here but he would make sure she knew, a voice came in from the entrance of the small cave he recognized the voice but now wasn't the time to remember old enemies. 'When will you let us go and why are we here anyways' Eastfrost's voice sounded angry and hateful as he spoke. The silver tabby male stared at Zephyr, not noticing the small EclispeClan kit curled up at her side, he just wanted to get back to his Gracewhisper.

[(aurora) of the problematique]

Quetzal
sitting in this room playing Russian Roulette,
finger on the ^trigger to my dear _Juliet

<sub>"Shut'yer trap; she's talking," Quetzal commented in the back, hitting Eastfrost over the ear with her paw as she dragged out some prey for Lonepaw and Prophecypaw.

Zephyr frowned at the tom but looked over at Lonepaw. "I don't know of anyone named Roussi but Glace sounds familiar. I only know the name though. You'd probably be better off asking Chaosfire but she's too busy filling her belly with Vampire's seed so I wouldn't expect too much out of her." The she-cat rolled her eyes, still irritable that they had to ally themselves with the she-cat that claimed to be a rogue leader. What kind of paradox was that anyway?

The she-cat flicked her tail. "Get some sleep. We're working tomorrow." She laid her head by Brackenkit's. "And Quetzal, can you get a queen sometime? This one is young."

"As you wish." Quetzal smiled as she tossed a chipmunk over to the she-cat.</sub>

YOU SHOT HIM, YOU SHOT HIM.

I KNOW I BLOODY DID.

Zephyr

YOU SHOT HIM. YOU SHOT HIM.

MOVE, I'VE GOT TO GET THIS HID.

[x.Jolly.x]

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

Lonepaw

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Lonepaw looked up at Zephyr. 'Thanks, anyways.' She heard Eastfrost meow. She got up and looked back. 'Who are you? You seem to have a clan scent on you...' She scented it, but couldn't think of what clan it was. She pondered it. She looked at Quetzal. 'Will we be able to go home soon?' She asked innocently, wanting to go back home to Glacierfrost. She didn't want him to worry about her. She didn't want to miss any more training. 'Why did you have to take me? I'll be of no use to you! I can't do the hunter's crouch anymore, since the battle with the Tribe. I am still healing. Ask Prophecyteller! He'll tell you!' She mewed to the rogues as she sat back down.

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

[/color] He questioned quietly, his eyes moving towards Quetzal, then back to Eastfrost. His head turned back towards Zephyr as Lonepaw asked her question. He wrapped histail around the she-cat, pulling her closer. "She is right. This young one cannot hunt. Her injuries prevent her from doing it. Yet, she is able to fight off oncoming cats" Prophecyteller mewed, his eyes narrowing slightly as he looked at the she-cat. his eyes moved down to Brackenkit as he sat between the rogue's legs.
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take my bones and soul

prophecyteller

just don't take my punctured heart

[[xoxo] shard. :)]

Nyx

When ^you have no one,
You reach for the _corrupted[/center]

The small tuxedo dashed after the rest of the group, having fallen a bit behind. Setting the kitten down, she placed herself at the back of the crowd to ensure that none should try to sneak away and escape. Should any of them have looked back at her, she had casted them a glare commanding their attention to return to Zephyr. The sepia fae was young Nyx's role model, and she tried her best to be just like her. She was doing her best to please her, and she strived become as great and feared an assasin as she.

Her ears perked as the protests and wails arose. "Don't whine," she grumbled towards Lonepaw. "Quetzal and Zephyr will find something to do with you." The uncaring and non-sypathetic personality of her mentor was beginning to rub off on Nyx. Yes, she would be just like her, whatever it took. Whether it be from herself or others, whether it be prisoners or lives, she would be as great a murderer as she.[/size][/blockquote]

[(aurora) of the problematique]

YOU SHOT HIM, YOU SHOT HIM.

I KNOW I BLOODY DID.

Zephyr___
// _{Zephyr's ear twitched. "Nyx is right. Shut up, both of you, and go to sleep before I have Quetzal on your tails," she barked. The sepia she-cat's eyes turned to her friend and gestured with her head. Quetzal's lithe frame pulled herself up onto beautiful paws and strode out with a sly chuckle. The smaller she-cat was tired from the day's work and having to deal with the stream of cats coming in and out.}

YOU SHOT HIM. YOU SHOT HIM.

MOVE, I'VE GOT TO GET THIS HID.

[all out JINX ♥]

Eastfrost

Eastfrost looked from Lonepaw to Prophecyteller in one little glance of his glaring sapphire orbs, his silver tabby fur brushing uncomfortably against the back wall. His tail curled around half of his exhausted pelt and stopped before his chest protectively, 'Eastfrost.......' The tabbies voice sounded just as exhausted as his breathing looked as he answered the EclipseClan apprentice's question, his heart-ached at the EclipseClan medicine cat apprentice's question. '4 beautiful kits to match their just as beautiful mother....' Eastfrost didn't want to say anymore about his precious little bundles of fur, he thought he would break down. His glowing sapphire blue orbs glinted with more pain that he looked like a burning man that couldn't die but still suffered from the flames licking at his sided, Eastfrost didn't want to think about his family that he may not ever see again.