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Post by frost2fur on Jan 19, 2007 15:01:23 GMT -5
"Ok, Blackspirit." Mistykit meowed. She would heed this advice well; it was from her new leader, after all! If only her mom had been this understanding when Mistykit had snuck out for the day to explore the territory... Mistykit still thought fondly of her mother. (A tiny bit, not much. She doesn't have much of a soft spot for anyone... yet. ) Mistykit almost instantly wiped these feelings away. I can't still love my mother in DragonClan and be an evil cat. As Firestar was once told, you can't have a paw in two worlds...
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Post by frost2fur on Jan 19, 2007 6:26:43 GMT -5
"Thank you." Mistykit mewed in respect for the leader of SnakeClan. Greykit also mewed a thank you, but he was a little more hesitant. Mistykit glanced over at him from the corner of her eyes, a warning glance. She was going to keep an eye on him, and now that was in SnakeClan, she had perfect reason to turn on him at any time if he needed it. Greykit caught this and instantly dipped his head towards Blackspirit, and Mistykit scratched his ear again. "That's what clannies do, you mouse-brain!"
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Post by frost2fur on Jan 18, 2007 14:58:33 GMT -5
"Ok." Mistykit meowed, and without saying a word, flicked her tail at Greykit, then the apprentices' den. He hesitated, and when Mistykit didn't hear his pawsteps behind her, she whirled around and meowed fiercely, "Come on, you scrap of fur! It was your plan to come here, now move!" Greykit's flanks twitched, ready to spring at his sister, as his whole body flooded with fury. Mistykit instantly knew what he was feeling, and unsheathed her claws. At the sight of his sister's sharp claws, he instantly and reluctantly stopped his "scary" pose and ran into the apprentices' den. Mistykit followed.
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Post by frost2fur on Jan 17, 2007 21:56:39 GMT -5
Mistykit turned around to see Raccoonclaw. "We may be just kits, but we're looking to join SnakeClan." she lightly meowed, as if she didn't really care about the much older, stronger cat in front of her. "We left DragonClan, away from our soft, good for nothing mother and that scrap of fur for a leader Mosstar."
Her lips pulled into a tight smile as she continued. "I'm 4 moons old and you could already consider me for a warrior. I've watched the apprentices in DragonClan from the bushes, and at night I taught myself the moves and mastered them. I can fight, and I'm not even an apprentice! Shows that the apprentices in DragonClan have mice for brains."
She licked her paw and looked defiantly at the huge warrior in front of her."I hunted for me and my brother while we traveled. I can catch many mice in an hour. If you want a display of my hunting, I'll show you." Sighing, she flicked her tail towards Greykit and meowed, "He's not even ready to consider for apprenticeship in my opininon. Can you believe that I'm able to bully my own brother around, when he was considered boss of the kits in our old camp?"
"No she's no..." Greykit started to meow, but was quickly silenced by a scratch on the ear by Mistykit. "Shut up!" she meowed in a surprisingly fierce tone for a kit her size. "You're a useless scrap of fur, and you know it! If you were half as smart as I was, you would have accompanied me during my training when I asked!" Greykit backed up again, head and tail drooped.
"See?" Mistykit said, turning back to Raccoonclaw. "Toms are supposed to be stronger than she-cats. Toms are supposed to be smarter than she-cats, braver than she-cats, more loyal than she-cats, blah blah blah. And I'm still able to boss him around. And I'm only a little kit!"
Both kits looked up at Raccoonclaw, waiting for an answer. Greykit was now doubtful they'd accept him; his pitiful little display could have cost him his life, because if Mistykit was accepted and he wasn't, he wouldn't have a chance in the forest alone. And after this, he certainly couldn't return to DragonClan...
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Post by frost2fur on Jan 17, 2007 15:23:52 GMT -5
((None of Flowertail's kits were taken except for Ravenkit, so I guess they're automatically mine... Anyway, I want two of them, Mistykit and Greykit, in SnakeClan since they are most in need of warriors.))
"Come on! We need to get moving if we don't want mommy or the other cats to find us," a small, grey, longhaired kit yelled to the others. His blue eyes shone ice cold, revealing his true intent. The small tom, Greyfur, and his twin sister, Mistykit, were heading towards SnakeClan.
Mistykit, though she was a she-cat, was still a little bigger and quicker the Greykit. She ran up ahead and whirled around in time so that their faces were pressed together. Her face was pulled up in an angry snarl as she started threatening Greykit. "You're not my boss just because you're a tom. I don't care if Fernkit and Sleekkit used to let you boss them around, but you still don't get it."
She hissed and showed her teeth even more, then continued. "You were the leader there, where mom said I had to be nice to my brother. But out here, you have no-one to control. I watched the apprentices train, and learned almost twice as fast as they did. I know every move that can be made in battle! If you try to control me one more time, you know just as well as I do who'll be dead and fed to a badger."
Greykit didn't back off without serious thought, but finally lowered his head and took a few steps back. Mistykit, satisfied, mewed in a still fierce tone, "Now move!"
The kits reached the clearing at midnight. They sat near the fresh-kill pile, waiting for the SnakeClan cats to wake up...
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Post by frost2fur on Dec 17, 2006 20:01:18 GMT -5
ooc: I knew that! Blind cats eyes usually are just slits in their face that don't open! I've had a blind cat before, I know what they look like.
bic: Crystalwing looked outside the den to see Blackspirit (I'm sorry if I didn't catch this earlier, but did Blacknight suddenly change to Blackspirit? And because of SpiritClan?) yelling out to the rest to wake up. "I'm coming! Let us fight!"
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Post by frost2fur on Dec 15, 2006 18:31:06 GMT -5
Crystalwing gl jusadly let Spidereye sit next to her. She could use a "friend" or two, as she had never had any except for her mate. And he died shortly after they had had a litter. She barely got to know her kits before they grew and wandered their first, and sadly last, adventure. She fondly remembered her kits. Those little pipsqueaks were so cute, she thought. I"m just sad that they died so soon. They would have been great warriors.
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Post by frost2fur on Dec 15, 2006 17:34:51 GMT -5
"Oh. Cool." Crystalwing meowed back. She grinned back and pushed Raccoonpaw around until he looked like he was scared to death, fur fluffed and everything. "There. Poor little appwentice just finished twaining!" she meowed in a (semi-rare) happy tone.
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Post by frost2fur on Dec 15, 2006 17:20:20 GMT -5
Crystalwing looked at Sense. Even with his "eyes" merely more than twisted slits on his face (as it is with most blind cats) she could tell he was thinking hard about something. She focused back on Raccoonpaw, and now that he was asleep, she padded towards the den and dropped him down next to her bed. Since she had been the one trusted to hold the apprentice in the first place, she assumed that it was her duty to keep an eye on him. She laid down in her bed and meowed to Spidereye, "Good idea, making him sleep and all. I'll keep him with me for now, but if you see him start to run or something, feel free to do that again." She (for once) didn't say it in a "listen to me, do what I say" voice.
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Post by frost2fur on Dec 14, 2006 19:34:17 GMT -5
Crystalwing felt the warm body of a live apprentice in her mouth. It reminded her of her first (and may I say last) litter of kits. Her mate died in a battle, and her kits had wandered into a badger den. She had no heart for them, and now merely grinned at their weak little minds. I'm more powerful than that now, she thought. I don't need a family; I need power, and lots of it. She kept a firm grip on the apprentice, laughing, as he struggled and tried to break free.
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Post by frost2fur on Jan 20, 2007 16:22:58 GMT -5
((ooc: I don't get it. If he was friends with Redrose, why didn't he try to save her? Its so sad.))
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Post by frost2fur on Dec 11, 2006 17:19:06 GMT -5
((ooc: Sorry I wasn't on!! My GS troop had a "surprise" craft show that they wanted me to come help out at... it was an all day thing! I have never been surrounded by so many scarves in my life.))
bic: Crystalwing had zoned out for several minutes, watching Blacknight leave but not really processing the info. When she woke from her daze, she ran after Blacknight, finally grasping the thought that he left without her. "Blacknight, wait up!" she meowed loudly, following his scent trail. As she padded up to him, she meowed, "I kind of fell asleep standing with my eyes open." She was joking. She always spaces out when she's thinking heavily. "I just spaced out again. Ok, what are we doing?"
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Post by frost2fur on Dec 9, 2006 7:39:22 GMT -5
"Oh. I guess I wasn't invited over yet? I'll just wait outside your den, ok Blacknight?"
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Post by frost2fur on Dec 8, 2006 15:37:03 GMT -5
Crystalwing heard her name mentioned from all the way across the clearing. "Yes? What am I going to do?" She walked over to Blacknight.
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Post by frost2fur on Dec 6, 2006 9:40:04 GMT -5
Crystalwing thought to herself, So now we've got our own little place for dead cats. We can call ourselves a 'clan' again, as we kind of fit the requirements. We worship our own ancestors, just as the clannies do. We're just... different.
((ooc: Instead of leaving a note every time they think to each other, put their thought into these: {}. When thinking to themselves, make it italic. That's what I do on my other rp sites because my girl can talk to animals telepathically. ex. Saria thought to her wolf, Mokkin, {Mokkin, look at that bush. It's moving! Can you scent what's there?} Mokkin replied, {No. It's got a strange scent.} He crept closer while Saria desperately thought, The newspaper said the demons had escaped the Abyss, could that be the strange smell?))
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Post by frost2fur on Dec 5, 2006 9:40:36 GMT -5
Crystalwing went over to Greyfur's body just before Darkheart took her to be buried. "You fought well. We were just a little bit outnumbered." She then walked back to the den and meowed a small, weak note of grief. She was tired, and if she was heard grieving, she might seem as weak and kicked out of camp.
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Post by frost2fur on Dec 2, 2006 23:20:13 GMT -5
"My voice is NOT high pitched!" Crystalwing spat. "And Greyfur is right. Don't need miss 'I'm so perfect and your voice is annoying' to die on us, now do we?" she continued with a tone of slight amusement but more anger. She already felt like murdering this she-cat, and she had only said about two sentences.
I just hope she doesn't listen and Blacknight rips her face off, Crystalwing thought.
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Post by frost2fur on Dec 1, 2006 19:47:29 GMT -5
"I hope so, too. I've only just joined myself." Crystalwing answered nervously. "So far I haven't done anything annoying or wrong, right?"
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Post by frost2fur on Dec 1, 2006 15:34:20 GMT -5
"Oh... wow. I didn't know Blacknight was that heartless. To hurt his own sister, his own kin!" Crystalwing mrrowed. "Darkheart is in trouble. At this rate we'll be killing off new members before they even get a chance to fight! I... I actually feel ashamed for taking so much pleasure in his little incident."
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Post by frost2fur on Nov 30, 2006 21:15:22 GMT -5
Crystalwing held back a laugh as she walked away, and cooly said "I hope you know what you're doing. You got Blacknight pretty mad!" She walked into the warriors den and laughed until she was out of breath.
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Post by frost2fur on Nov 20, 2006 16:38:28 GMT -5
Crystalwing purred in amusement. The first day of Darkheart's stay, and yet he's already been scolded by Blacknight! Plus, a threat was included!
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Post by frost2fur on Nov 19, 2006 14:44:49 GMT -5
"Well, like I would know. I've been hunting all day." answered Crystalwing, still purring out of amusement. "I heard there was a clannie in the territory, and I wanted to make sure I had a lot of energy. I want to rip them up nice and good this time."
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Post by frost2fur on Nov 19, 2006 10:54:24 GMT -5
Crystalwing popped back through the dead brush, into the clearing. Her stomach bulged. She had eaten well. She saw Darkheart furiously pacing back and forth in front of Blacknight's den. She padded back into the middle of the brush wall, and silently but swiftly crouched up on Darkheart. She got to a spot where he would walk right in front of her, and then waited. As he walked closer, still oblivious to her presence, she caterwauled extremely loudly, "Hello Darkheart! What are you up to?"
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Post by frost2fur on Nov 13, 2006 16:03:16 GMT -5
Crystalwing slowly creeped around the brush. She wasn't hungry anymore, but why not prevent the waste of time later? She caught a mouse and a small bird, and leisurely ate both, still sniffing for the clannie. "There's a clannie around, I hear, and eating my fill now will keep me from running off before they come. Besides, I'll be extra strong. I could rip 'em apart even faster!"
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Post by frost2fur on Nov 10, 2006 14:02:54 GMT -5
Crystalwing heard the news of a clannie in their territory. By her own instinct, she almost rushed right out of the camp to go tear him or her apart. But she quickly stopped herself, and instead went back to her little self-appointed task. She was re-making her bed, as she did every morning. (She has issues with beds They have to be perfect.) She pounded the earth so flat that it felt like stone, then filled it with soft, dusty dirt. She laid down. "Perfect." She then got back up and went to go hunt. She found a mouse, and being hungry, ate it.
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