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Post by leafy on Sept 11, 2008 18:25:10 GMT -5
im not going,
cause ive been waiting for a miracle
and im not leaving,
i won't let you
let you give a for a miracle
harmonydance blinked away sleep, slowly pushing her way out of the warriors' den and padded restlessly around camp for awhile, not knowing what to do. she finally settled down near the nursury and looked around the camp, watching over it. it was before dawn, and she didn't think any other cat would be awake. harmony began to hum a random tune, thinking about the time twistersoul caught her. that was well...interesting.
she smiled, realizing that she acually had a crush[j/i] on the tom. harmonydance scowled at herself, knowing her heart would just be broken. chill harmony she whispered quietly to herself aloud. harmonydance groomed her pelt. she ran over a scab, and flinched. not because it hurt, but because the wounds on the inside felt even worse.
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Post by raid on Sept 11, 2008 19:16:09 GMT -5
Waking from the deep slumber he had fallen into he let his eyes adjust. Their bright yellow glow was seen as moon light caught them and reflected off. Watching a tail slip from the entrance of the den he quickly slipped into a sitting position. Nose twitched as he tried to figure out who was not in the den with him. And then it clicked....Harmonydance. Smirking lightly he scolded himself before laying back down and placing his skull back down on his paws. He wouldn't bother her, at least not tonight. Letting his lids flicker back over his orbs as he began to fall asleep once more. But this feeling was tugging at him, not willing to let him spend his night cooped up inside this den. Gray bodice soon rose and lean stilts carried him through the entrance, he had to go see her.
Watching as she finished cleaning her pelt he padded over to her, purring slightly as he settled down beside her. His tongue brushed lightly over a scab that he was close to. "You need to take care of yourself beautiful." His voice was gruff and a little raspy as he tried to help her take care of her scabs. He flicked his tail, accidentally touching hers as he did so. "Sorry doll."
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Post by mizuinu on Sept 12, 2008 14:27:43 GMT -5
//You might want to change your post mo, so that it fits with the ampm. Lynx said that these will be 2 moons after the gathering.
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Post by cloudy on Sept 14, 2008 13:22:51 GMT -5
(I figured that Whitedeath would be Whitestar now. I'll choose a deputy when I'm done catching up with everything else)
Whitestar spent too much time in her den nowadays. She had not smiled, or laughed, or even felt a tiny spark of joy since the battle. She didn't like the looks cats gave her, of pity and sympathy. They thought they were helping. They were only making it worse. Since the battle, she had been afraid of her own reflection. What sort of a leader was she if she had only one eye? A crippled one. She had wondered if that was StarClan's way of saying she shouldn't be leader. Perhaps if she defied them and remained in the position, she would lose her other eye in an 'accident'. Her belief in StarClan was wavering, she could feel it, but seeing as she had no-one to confide in, she had not yet admitted anything to herself. She knew she had to choose a deputy soon, or else the Clan would begin to get restless. She began to go through the choices in her head.
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Post by MiNTY♥ on Sept 14, 2008 13:34:30 GMT -5
Silentwrath stepped out of the warriorrs den, and made his way carefully down to the clearing in the camp, not that he had to be very careful about it, considering he had done it every morning since he became a warrior, a pretty useless one at that. He sighed and flicked his tail. Reluctantly he made his way to Whitestar's den, she was the only one who did not annoy him in the camp, but he knew it was difficult for her to be nice to him sometimes. Not having a voice to annouce his arrival he pushed his way into her den and sat down. He looked her in the eye and tilted his head to the side. It seemed he was not the only one who had problems, but he had always had them, so he had learned to life with them. |
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Post by cloudy on Sept 15, 2008 12:23:20 GMT -5
Whitestar looked up as Silentwrath entered her den. She nodded to him, the expression in her eyes one of friendliness, though it was muted by her troubled thoughts. She didn't mind the tom being here at all; at least he wouldn't ask her any awkward questions. Briefly she wondered how he would react to be chosen as deputy. She didn't want to offend or insult him, so she decided against it. She could imagine the muttered words flying around camp, and in other Clans too. A half-blind leader with a mute deputy. She almost laughed out loud. Not with any humour though. Just dry, bitter resentment. She didn't know what to say to Silentwrath. She found that she had to consider her every action around him, so as not to offend him. That was weird. She didn't usually bother with things like that.
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Post by MiNTY♥ on Sept 15, 2008 12:28:58 GMT -5
Silentwrath took the silence as a good sign, a sign that meant she did not want him to leave. She probably had a lot on her mind, chosing a deputy and everything, among other things. He had no problem getting over the loss of Tearstar, he did not care for her, he cared little for anyone he knew. He had a sudden urge to say something, that was common for him, of course he could not, the thing a lot of cats did not realise that his hearing was fine, even if he could not talk. He flopped down onto his side enjoying the quiet, but at the same time enjoying the company. Any other company he got from his clan mates was always loud and in the end they would give up trying to talk to him, as he made no effort to comunicate with them. He liked being left alone, but often he felt lonely due to this. He pushed others away, but at the same time he wanted them to come closer and know him. [/size] |
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Post by mizuinu on Sept 18, 2008 16:52:09 GMT -5
Still fuming from the encounter with VertigoClan, Thunderthighs stormed into the TempestClan camp. "Let me talk to your leader." He ordered to anyone in general. Not waiting for their over reaction he just mocked the. "Oh no, an ex-Malice cat is in our camp, what ever will we do? Just forget about spazzing, and let me talk to your leader unless you want all the clans to get slaughtered." He growled.
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Post by cloudy on Sept 19, 2008 13:59:00 GMT -5
Whitestar pricked up her ears, hearing the sound of a loud cat's voice outside. "Excuse me a moment," she murmured to Silentwrath, and padded out of the den. She spotted an unfamiliar cat in the camp, ahead of her, and the all-too familiar scent came drifting towards her. "You!" she growled, advancing on the tom. "What in StarClan's name are you doing here?" Having heard his threat, she added, "My Clan is strong. We will not hesitate to slaughter you." Her tail lashed once.
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Post by LYNX ♥ on Sept 19, 2008 14:35:57 GMT -5
The massive dark form, so stereotypically black, melding into the shadow of the great willow, appeared, seemingly, out of no where. His luminously pale lights sparkled dangerously at the arrival of the MaliceClan exile. Req uttered a yawn, long and loud, revealing several dangerously sharp ivories, they flashed in the gloom of camp, as did his eyes, now steely with distrust. Murmuring quietly, he advanced, Lonerequiem silently wishing death on the tom. But he said nothing, and sat some way off, directly behind Thunderthighs, cornering him just in case. But, seeing SIlentwrath, he shot the big gray tom a glad, and sighed, backing away at once. Silentwrath was more than capable at keeping Thunderthighs under control, and Req would personally prefer hunting over listen to the MaliceClan cat beg from Whitestar. Slowly, big paws precise, he nodded ot the new leader, and retreated away from the big tree, and dashed onto the meadow. >> lonerequiem to terra << |
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Post by mizuinu on Sept 19, 2008 15:15:30 GMT -5
"Didn't you hear anything I said?" Thundy sighed. "I'm hear to talk to your leader." He now sat, expecting and even worse struggle from this clan.
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Post by MiNTY♥ on Sept 19, 2008 15:35:59 GMT -5
ARGH!! YOU LIKE TOTALLY INTERRUPTED THEM BONDING X.X
Silentwrath poked his head out of the den and snarled at the sight below him, taking one great leap he landed in the clearing below without pausing to mess about taking time to walk down the sort of paths that had been made by cats walking them for so long. He hung around Whitedeath's side but kept his distance. He snarled when he caught the idiots comment. He would have said something bitter in turn, but of course he could not. How tempting it was to show the tom how he really felt through violence, his claws curled into the dirt below, teasing it gently. Watch it Silentwrath. If Whitedeath turned her back once he doubted he would be able to contain himself. |
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Post by leafy on Sept 19, 2008 17:12:32 GMT -5
harmony<3
her heart rate got faster and faster, until she could feel adreniline pumping through her. then, it stopped for a heartbeat and returned back to its regular pace. why am i getting so excited? she thought to herself, hoping twister didn't notice her get excited. ....horimones. harmony chuckled to herself, everything could be blamed on those things nowadays.
harmonydance's real senses kicked in a few moments later, the irritated sense, and the confused sense. "i'll remember that." she retorted sourly, on her way to another sarcastic remark. but then she stopped herself. maybe i should give the poor guy a chance.. well not a chance, but she would try to socialize. the 'sorry doll' comment pricked at her, but she flicked her tail as if to brush it off. "why are you up so late?" harmony asked casually. |
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Post by sandpoppy on Sept 20, 2008 12:53:47 GMT -5
"Relax Whitestar, I think he's sorta cute." Thistlebloom stepped out a smirk on her face. She yawned slightly. "So what do you want?" She said turning to Thundy. in a flat smart alack tone, this was directed to Whitestar. Hmm he is cute!
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Post by LYNX ♥ on Sept 20, 2008 16:26:57 GMT -5
It was dark, frighteningly so. It was the kind of dark night that felt like breathing thick black velvet, blind to the world and oh-so-vulnerable to anything that cared to kill you. Shivering away these ghastly haunted thoughts, the vivid white form, a ghost in her own appearances, picked her way over the glacier, the cool packed ice numbing her scarred paw pads comfortingly, the gentle sound of wavelet murmuring on the shoreside calming her frayed nerves and worrysome thoughts, settling her whirling consciece.
After what could have easily passed as an eternity on her terms, after picking her way over rocky slopes and snow-dusted terrain in utter blackness for ages, Driftingice, with a highly comforted sigh of relief, felt the light tickling of grass and life beneath her rough tender pink pads, leaves combing her long silky coat with touches that calmed her, but, in the meadow there were plenty more ragged outlines and sharp movements, eerie calls once more tearing a hole in her nerves, and, without realizing it, the young ZephyrClan warrior broke into a brisk gallop, dashing over the rough shore of the lake at amazing swiftness, but her rapid thumping pawsteps slowed gradually when she heard voices. Finally! She thought to herself, on having reached camp at last.
Eyes the most brilliant of blues, like the noontide sky on a cloudless summer day, flicked rather rapidly around, wondering how long it would take for their sensitive feline noses to scent her out, and their unpredictable hostility to kick in, leaving her a prisoner of their spite. Reluctantly, Driftingice violently shoved these morbid hunches away and strode into camp with what she hoped appeared as confidence, but when setting aside her erect spine and high-held head, one would see her uncertainty and terror, not to mention the emensce waves of thick fear rolling off her in sheets. "Hello." She meowed, lowering her head now as she flowed in Silentwrath's direction. her steps were jagged and spasmodic. "Hello Sir, would it be acceptable for me to request Whitestar's attention as Larkstar's messanger?" She asked, fright shimmering in her slightly narrowed eyes, not meeting his. |
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