headstrong.// [storm::reconcile::poison]

[[xoxo] shard. :)]

Ahh, there it was, the Acid Stream. Not much to ahhh about, though. It was surround by reeds, only a handful alive. Nonetheless, mice and voles took their shelter here. A perfect place to hunt.

The tuxedo tom known as Storm padded on after Reconcile with Poison not far behind. The male had suggested the area, half surprised for agreement. When he'd been Rain's companion, her way always went. Rarely had she ever even slightly considered his ideas, no matter how much more logical they were. The silver bengal had been quite vain.

But here, with Reconcile and Poison, he felt more safe and meaningful. He wasn't just a servant and an insurance. He had, however small or new it was, friendship. Or perhaps acquaintanceship. The feline was unsure. But whatever it was, he liked it, very much so.

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[sorrowfrost]

Post accidently modified out.

RECONCILE

back off i'll take you on
headstrong to take on anyone

[all out JINX ♥]

A stream could be heard ahead, a deadly stream that was surrounded by lifeless grass and only few reeds that were strong and holding on to life. The deacayed trees seemed to scream at them to not go any further but the 3 feline's weren't turning back. The air here seemed so thin and suffacating but so familur to a tan and black femme with intoxicating poison green pools.

The beautiful tan femme trotted ahead in this familur area heading straight for the stream. She stopped right before the reeds then headed back, joy and hate mixed in her poisoness green pools. Her delicate black paws and white maw waited impatiently until finally the small brown and black femme spoke. The tan and black female took in the scent of these cats just incase they slipped and fell in the river, she had seen it done but was to afraid to find out what the river did to you if you couldn't swim.

"Lets" Poison's was like a deep voice of the song bird, but there was nothing musical about it. The pretty tan and black femme bounded down to the Acid Stream, before she got to the reeds she turned around and took to large steps forward. "Oh ya, try not to fall in! I don't plan on teaching you how to swim..." Poison bounded down to the edge of the reeds and slipped through a patch that was alive. The reeds clung to her fur like a drowning child holding on to a floating log but just not getting and grip, she walked all the way to the stream and looked upstream then down. The water seemed like it was sizzling as it flowed past her delicate black paws, she crouched down focused her toxic green pools on the water. Poison lapped up a few drops before jumping back, the horrible sizzling water always gave her a burst of energy. She sprang into the reeds and caught scent of a vole, she crouched again pinpointing the location then swiftly and gracefully went into action. Poison caught sight of the brown rodents tail first and struck out, pulling the surprised rodent to her paws and struck out her long black claws into the vole's helpless struggling body. She killed it in that quick move, she dug a small hole and burried her prey, a habbit that she couldn't break from the clanners. Poison lifted her white maw to the thin air and scented for her compainions, did they fall in when I was busy?

[[xoxo] shard. :)]

Storm

I was lost
But now I'm ^found
Don't _know why
But I like you around

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The tom managed to restrain a shudder at the sight of the dreadful place. He'd only recently migrated to the loner's lands, for when he was with Rain, they had been nomads of the forest. He'd never actually been here to the stream, but the tom had known it existed, and that it consisted of good hunting grounds.

Storm shook himself to focus on Reconcile's words. "Oh, uh, yes. That sounds logical." His reply was accompanied by a nod and a clumsy step backward to change directions. Composing himself, he widened his maw to scent for prey.

Success. It was most definite - a mouse. His yellow-green optics darted about until he spotted to source. The plump rodent was snuggled between a tree root. Padding silently closer, he realized with a smirk that it was a whole family! Stealthily, without a sound, he came forward. Once within range, he pounced, claws extended. They pierced three of the five bodies. The others had scattered instinctively, but those whom were captured had lost their life from the penetrating strike.

With pride, he emerged from the area and dropped the bounty, showing the others for a moment before burying it. He'd never been a Clanner, but he knew the technique and found it useful.[/blockquote][/size]

[sorrowfrost]

Yet so many dangers lurked on the land, wolves, foxes and one might come across a badger or two. Minding the fact that some creatures that call this Hell home had rabies, but why couldn't they, look around where they live and see what isn't horrible. No, this is a place of torture and pain. No soul that enters went out without a mark whether physical or mental. But this place, is none the less a place that creatures of darkness call home and prefer it in such a way. But that is how they live, they live, breathe and crave the dark, they wish for the torture and pain this place brings them, for what? Well none but the inhabitants themselves can answer such a question. For it is all a matter of opinion, is it not.

The slightest breeze and you could become the next meal on say a wolves plate. For if one thought of it in a way, every step you take makes you more of a murderer, maybe not to a living, breathing animal, but to nature.

For every step crushes the fragile grass beneath, as does the wind itself. But so it seems Mother Nature intends this place to be fashioned in such a way, and who dares defy the will of Mother Nature? Not I. For none can control the will of her, she is but the mighty God herself, or so one might say. What point is there to complain but not to accept life as it comes and in this place it has been given the fate to rot into a living Hell for all who enter. So why would one enter such a place? Curiosity maybe? One say not to tell me that they enter by will, or rather is one dared to enter this Hell, in high hopes that one will never return. Maybe a foolish foal who considers themselves brave enough to enter and make it out, alive that is.

I noticed his clumsy movement but gave little thought to such actions, nerves? Smirking slightly I turned in the opposite direction, no sense hunting near either of them. A lone cluster of bushes caught my attention, oh one might wonder what was lurking in there. I blinked slowly a few times, taking in the sight. A slight movement caused me to peer closer, and sure enough, a sparrow. Of course, I would have to stay low. Indeed this was where my colour came in quite handy. I could blend easily. I waited before I was only a few steps away before making an attempt. Sure enough, moments later it lay dead at my feet, hardly had the time to take flight. Though this was odd, I was usually quite horrible when it came to birds.

RECONCILE

back off i'll take you on
headstrong to take on anyone

[[xoxo] shard. :)]

Storm

I was lost
But now I'm ^found
Don't _know why
But I like you around

[/s][/center]

His silent words to Reconcile were marked by a toothy grin. Nice catch! it said. Then something caught his eye. Some movement in a dried shrub. Storm slowly padded forth, peering into the shelter. A crow was spotted, along with a few eggs. They rest inside a nest, shoved away between two tree roots. The tuxedo tom wasn't a great bird-catcher, and he didn't want to be embarrassed. Nonetheless, he went for the kill anyway. He slunk around the side of the shrub, his yellow-green optics never leaving the black avian. Of course, he didn't notice the frail twig a step ahead. It snapped beneath his paws, and the bird took flight, soaring away with her eggs left behind.

With a grumble and a sigh, Storm turned to hunt some more. He then realized that the eggs would be fine for food. The tom's jaws clamped upon the nest as he dragged it away. He nearly buried it, but remembered that the eggs would be too fragile. With no other option, he dug a hole and placed them there, covering the opening with leaves and twigs and such.[/size][/blockquote]

[Ice]

^{A small cat with a bigger cat walked by the stream, looking for a good place to stop for a Little bit. Suddenly Lonelykit stopped in her tracks and scented the air. 'Ice, don't follow me. There are other cats up ahead. Since you are injured stay here and I will check it out.'}[/color] Ice stood here looking at the small kit. 'Ok Lonelykit, you know more about the forest then I do.'[/color] The cat still had scars from his encounter with Vampire, and he still had trouble walking so he laid down and put his head on his paws. Lonelykit walked up into a bush by the other cats. She noticed Poison, but couldn't tell who was with her. Right then a low growl appeared in Lonelykit's throat. She never did like Poison. Trying to rule the forest, what a no good piece of fox-dung. Lonelykit's tip of her tail twitched back and forth. Ice knew that she had spotted something she didn't like. So he limped up to her and asked in a very quite whisper, 'who are they?'[/color] He stared at the one that was like the leader. Lonelykit didn't answer Ice instead she turned around and glared at Ice. She knew her beautiful green eyes were red at the moment, but she couldn't help it.

//sorry if I imposed >.<[/sup]

[all out JINX ♥]

Poison

I'm so sick, Infected with
Where I live, let me live
Without this empty bliss, selfishness
I'm so sick, I'm so sick[/center]

Poison stiffened as she scented her companions, but 2 other scents were mixed with them. Lonelykit and Ice. She liked Ice as a friend and knew she brought him on, but she hated the femme. The tan and black femme turned her head toward the 2, seeing Lonelykit's angry red irises, her toxic green irises blazed with hate. She spotted a sparrow a couple feet away from the kit, to busy on finding food to notice anyone. Poison crouched and stalked forward, her blood stained black claws crawling out of her black paws, she launched herself at the bird and ripped off a wing before it flew away. She bit softly on it's next feeling the neck bone break, bringing it over to where she burried her vole the tan femme dug a hole a tail length away from her first prey so the scent of blood isn't to strong.

"I hope you don't plan on just standing there watching me, Lonleykit. I'm busy and if you try to give me trouble then I'll tear your claws out." Poison turned to the small femme still crouching in the half alive grass, irises still shining red. Her hypnotic poison green irises sailed to Ice, turning from hate to flirty "Hey cutey, haven't seen you in awhile" Her voice like a flirty girl wanting to have a good time, she sat inbetween her to dirt covered prey. "I hope you don't want to make my companions run over here, Lonelykit. They can really fight" Poison turned her gaze to Lonelykit again with hate pouring out of them like a waterfall, she knew what she said was a lie but the 2 loners didn't need to know that. They might be really good battle fighters since both surge with so much hate, maybe they're both better then a whole clan put together, Poison didn't know but she felt like scaring the apprentice sized femme.

[Ice]

^{Lonelykit whispered something that no one could hear under her breath when Poison found them. She glared at Poison with her death glare. ((If looks could kill Posion would be dead XD)) Hate was all that came from her cold glare. 'Trust me I would never watch some dumb mouse-brained cat hunt for prey!'}[/color] Even Lonelykit's voice was cold and filled with hate. When Poison turned to Ice and became flirty she gasped. ICe just looked at Poison. 'Y-y-yeah..... l-l-l-long t-time no t-a-l-l-lk.'[/color] The tom managed to studder out of his mouth. 'H-how H-have you b-b-b-been?'[/color] Now he was just studdering because he was an idiot. 'Poison you better leave Ice alone! Or your head will be mine!'[/color] Lonelykit scared, knowing Poisons dirty tricks.[/sup]

[all out JINX ♥]

Poison

I'm so sick, Infected with
Where I live, let me live
Without this empty bliss, selfishness
I'm so sick, I'm so sick[/center]

Poison glared at Lonelykit before turning around and spotting another vole, this one a little bigger then the one she caught. Without crouching or stalking she launched herself at the rodent, she caught it and snapped it's neck with one bit "Do I care why your here... just go on with your business and leave me to mine" She undug the sparrow and the smaller vole and headed toward the middle of where her to companions had seperated, she dropped her catch and sat there looking bored. Poison glared at where she left Lonelykit and Ice, she stalked forward silently and gracefully. She stopped where she scented the small femme the strongest "Go back to the clans where you came from... I'm sure they would love to take you in... I know I would" She bounded away after sneering at the small femme, she sat at her prey again looking bored.

[Ice]

^{Lonelykit glared at Posion. 'I would never go back to one of those clans! I can't stand them, almost as much as I can't stand the sight of you!'}[/color] Lonelypaw hissed, she unsheathed her blood stained claws and dug them deep into the ground. She felt the dirt going inbetween her claws, a feeling she hasn't felt ever since Itachi had been with her. At the moment there was no sign of Itachi since he told her he would go around the stream father down. Ice just looked at the two she-cats, hoping for no fight. His eyes were wide at both of their retorts. 'Posion.... You know Lonelykit disspes thoes clan cats... She would do anything to kill them all off... So why something so dumb?' [/color]Ice said using one of the words that his owner Shellby used back when he was a kitty-pet. The thought of Shelby stung at his chest, like a cat sitting there with unseathed claws digging them into his fur. Ice looked around at all the cats around him suddnely feeling dizzy.

//I hate to ask... but who did Rippedear give Itachi to? You or me?[/sup]

[[xoxo] shard. :)]

Storm

I was lost
But now I'm ^found
Don't _know why
But I like you around

[/s][/center]

Storm paid no mind to the squabble between Poison and the other rogues. There was no point in helping her, for she didn't seem to take much of a liking to him. And, to be honest, he wasn't exactly her biggest fan earlier. Of course, he didn't know the others either, so he wasn't about to fight for their cause. The tom just went on hunting, his mind only focused on himself. Although somewhere, in the farther reaches of his lightly educated cranium, some sort of strange feeling was tugging at him. It was like that yearning, but different. The reason as to how was blank to him, though.

His yellow-green optics flickered to Reconcile, lingering over her delicate form for longer than necessary. The tuxedo tom surveyed her once more. There was nothing changed about her; she was still her regular tan-and black self with her green orbs. Yet something seemed different. Something...

The rogue bit his lip and whipped his head away. His stomach fluttered, sickeningly yet comfortingly. Storm tried to focus on his hunting, but his curiosity was, once more, getting the best of him.

What was happening to him?[/size][/blockquote]

[sorrowfrost]

I glanced over my shoulder, its not like I was expecting someone to be there anyways, so I really had no reason to. I suppose it was because I always liked to know what was going on around me, and when. It could possibly be a flaw of mine, this need to know, but it came in rather useful. Even to close my eyes, I could easily tell what was going on, because I had paid attention from the moment I arrived. To my right was an vole, chatting quietly, burrowing into a pile of leaves. To the left was the small group, bickering away, as if we wanted to hear about this. A rush fo anger surged through my veins but quickly subsided. If it was necessary to discuss now then so be it, but I was far from impressed. It was rather immature. But who was I too judge anyways? None of this was any of my business.

I sighed lightly, nothing I could do but accept it; like I accepted everything. I could only play the cards I was dealt, and some hands were better then others. I mean of course, you cant always have the winning hand, right? I suppose that was my point all along, nothing was perfect. We could always wish for things to be that way but wishing would get you nowhere, or so I saw it. If you really wanted something done, you usually had to do it yourself or not at all. Oh I was quite the optimist now wasn’t I? Just downright peppy.

Although, maybe that was my real problem. I was so anti-social. All shrink’s told me it was merely social anxiety and I would get over it; but I never had. So really, I didn’t know what they expected of me. Others intimidated me, that’s all there was to it. I felt inferior to them, like I didn’t belong anyways. They would look at me, judging before I even spoke. What was that quote? Don’t judge a book by its cover? But oh of course people did, and without hesitation. We were all just judgmental creatures, and I always preached to preserve judgment. I was outcast to them all, just because I didn’t look, act, or talk a certain way. If anything it disgusted me. This could be why I avoided most social contact. First things first, starting conversations was hard enough for me. Keeping was flowing was difficult but to start it was near impossible. Yet I didn’t know why, it was so easy for some people, yet a challenge to me.

I looked to Storm but dropped my gaze quickly. This odd feeling I felt was confusing; but in a good way.

You would think, they could realise, none of us want to hear about it?

RECONCILE

back off i'll take you on
headstrong to take on anyone

[[xoxo] shard. :)]

Storm

I was lost
But now I'm ^found
Don't _know why
But I like you around

[/s][/center]

He closed his eyes and nodded wistfully. "You would think," he sighed. His eyes rested upon the bickering few for but a moment. Storm shook his head in slight disgust at their somewhat childish behavior. Could they go on about their squabble somewhere else a bit more private? The yellow-green optics returned to Reconcile, but a strange gripping feeling in his stomach caused him to hastily avert from her gaze. It was a fluttering feeling, like he'd just swallowed five butterflies alive and whole. It was strange, yet comforting in an odd way.

[ooc]:// Sorry, no muse. x.x[/size][/blockquote]

[sorrowfrost]

Love…


That’s all it ever really came down to. The unseen force that will, in time, sink its claws into the heart and soul of every living creature. You can deny it, but true is it not? Quite an unpredictable emotion wouldn’t you say? Far from something you can force, as love is a fragile thing my dear. Much like trust, forged over time but so easily broken. Its amazing how one moment your love and devotion can be for your one and only, then one wrong move and its shattered. The action of one, could so easily be the downfall of another. Whether we like it or not, we depend on others far more then you might ever imagine. Its all up to you, and to be honest with ones self, is to admit that we would be nothing without those that have touched our lives. Every move they make shapes us to who we are, without the deceit of one you may never learn to be conscious of whom you choose to trust. Without the loyalty of one you may never learn to discover ones true self, and to break free of the shackles that bind you from all that you thought impossible. But it is they who commit the greatest crime, treachery or act of kindness that make the biggest statement. They are the ones who will have the long lasting effect on your life, the ones who had an impact so great that what they did was a domino effect, and would continue to carry on throughout your life.

When you truly love someone, are they not the air you breathe? The light of your life, and the reason for your existence? Or has the false image of love really spread that far? Should your true love not be your sun, your moon, and your stars? The very reason you awake each morning, ready to face whatever the world has to throw at you today? Will they not be standing right there beside you, ready to take on the world together? Don’t they say that love can overcome any obstacle? Maybe you haven’t got the winning hand for now, but there’s always the next round, and who knows, maybe your going to hit the jackpot. Of course things would go from bad to worse when you thought it couldn’t get any worse then that and yet they still do. Don’t slow down when your scared, if your lucky you might just escape the devils chasing after you, just keep on going. You can be down that deep black abyss and felt the power of a million demons as they reached out to grab your soul. You can fall for the trap laid out for you. The good news is, out there somewhere is an angel waiting to help you get back up on your feet, you just have to find them, and when you do the liberation will no doubt be a relief. Because isn’t that exactly what we always fight for? Our freedom?

What would we be without our freedom though? Captivated by the shackles of sorrow and despair? Yet when so many still live their life that way, is it fair to say we have all achieved true freedom? Indeed, we have. Every right to express ourselves as we please is right at our fingertips if we just reach that little bit farther to achieve it. There is none, who can truly control what we do. But oh of course we have all given into the higher ups who tell us what is wrong from right. In the end, its always ones self who has the true control. The mind is a wonderful place, controlled by only one source, and a private sanctuary away from the prying eyes of the public. A place where none and enter, and few get a glimpse of. Have we ever really been true to our self? Or do we just keep following the trend that is set by god knows who? It would seem that way now wouldn’t it? Oh but we cant forget those few rebels, still fighting to be themselves and yet condemned for it, shunned and outcast because they dare to be different than the rest, because they refuse to give in and become some Barbie doll type clone. They are the ones that stand out, like a black sheep among thousands of white sheep. Its just that noticeable at this point in time, we truly have become fake. We have all given in to the shallow trend-setters that are prided so much on their ‘accomplishments’.

It seems rather stupid though doesn’t it? We give in to everyone else, and with our fears of rejection never dare to be different or step outside the comfort zone. But what if we did? There’s a high possibility that originality and quality may finally shine through the same old, same old that we see daily. It would be nice to see some change as opposed to the little mini-me’s that currently run around this Earth. Don’t fear change, it can bring both good and bad but so long as you stay positive it will all work out. Dream to differ, and choose to change. Put a harness on your individuality, its what makes you who you are. I for one, refuse to give into this flood of clones that have attacked the Earth. No, I will be a rebel and dance to my own beat. Sue me for being different if you wish, but at least I would go down knowing I wasn’t just another mindless freak. I wouldn’t settle for just anyone, no I had set my sights higher. I will find someone, who can meet those standards because I dare to chase my dreams. So I may not be the fairest of them all, I can do better than a love based on shallow priorities. I know for I fact that I can do far better than such things. Call me self centered for saying it, but I merely see it as self confidence.

There were few sights in this world that could even compare to the beauty of this. A genuine blend of sunset and clouds sprawling itself across the slowly darkening sky. I was captivated by the sky, bewitching my mind into a false sense of security. It was so easy to feel at peace here, what reason would I ever have to leave? The view from this measly cliff was breath-taking. Every glance made me catch my breath once more. I guess you could say I admired the fine things in life, all the things that could only be experienced not heard of. I wanted so much more than what fate seemed to have in store for me. I dreamed to find that one true love, and to live out my life the only way I knew how; my way. I suppose I had fallen for that tourist type trap that was always set out. Promises of beauty, love and new experiences. Its easy to see I’m someone who craves any learning experience she can acquire. I want more than this world has to offer, but I’ll take what I can get. I don’t want to be some mans little piece of property, use only during breeding season. That’s simply not the life I have in mind for myself. I know I have far more to offer than such things. I will find him, whoever he is.

A fairytale ending might be too much to ask, but its what I had dreamed of for as long as I could remember. My fairytale isn’t quite your average fantasy, there was no prince charming to sweep me off my feet. Don’t get me wrong, I do seek out someone who will love me for who I am, but there’s so much more to life than that. I will find my knight in shining armor some day, but I wont waste my life away trying to seek him out. I plan to leave it all up to fate and destiny. In the meantime I will live my life as it comes, I would do as I please and enjoy myself while I’m at it. What’s life without a little risk and excitement? And I could hardly call this exciting.

Storm...what do you think, head off on our own?

RECONCILE

back off i'll take you on
headstrong to take on anyone