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Post by mizuinu on Sept 21, 2008 9:23:22 GMT -5
"You must be the leader then." He dipped his head in respect to Whitestar. "I have come tell you that if you don't fight back at Malice soon, they will definitely get you at the next gathering, this time full force." Fighting the urge to flirt back with Thistlebloom, he gave a twinge of a smile at her. He didn't want to do too much because he didn't know if Petal was dead yet. He missed her so much, as his thoughts started to drift, he still managed to remain focused on the present.
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Post by cloudy on Sept 21, 2008 13:12:58 GMT -5
Whitestar ignored Thistlebloom, her voice in the beginnings of a growl as she replied to the tom, "And why should we trust you?" She had been about to add some interesting adjectives to the end of her sentence, but there may have been apprentices or kits around and she didn't want those words going around the camp. She was momentarily distracted when her nose picked up a scent she vaguely recognised, a ZephyrClan cat. Still making sure she was aware of the tom in front of her in case he tried anything stupid, she flicked her eyes briefly in the direction of the scent. Driftingice stood there, asking Silentwrath something. Even Whitestar's sharp ears couldn't quite catch what the she-cat was saying. She would have to wait though, as this MailceClan tom in front was the priority. She wanted this stinking lump of fur out of her camp as soon as possible. "Well?" she hissed at him, still waiting for a reply.
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Post by mizuinu on Sept 21, 2008 17:29:35 GMT -5
"Why would I be lying? Do I smell like I've even been near those bloodthirsty savages?" He growled. "All I know is their probably planning an attack right now. Please, you have to believe me. Please." He begged, voice cracking. Thunderthighs' eyes shone with sorrow and worry, anticipating to be kicked out of this camp as well.
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Post by MiNTY♥ on Sept 22, 2008 2:17:11 GMT -5
Silentwrath said nothing to the polite Zephyrclan she-cat, why? He could not. He sighed and flicked his tail to Whitestar and moved in to cut off the Maliceclan tom with a snarl. He smelled like a mouse brain was an answer to his stupid question, next one? He pulled his maw back over his teeth and snarled. What the Zephyrclan she-cat had to say would be more important than this rogue. |
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Post by cloudy on Sept 22, 2008 14:39:06 GMT -5
Whitestar said nothing more to the tom. She leaned towards Silentwrath and muttered in his ear, "Keep an eye on him. Atack if necessary." Narrowing her eyes slightly at Thunderthighs, she whirled around to face the ZephyrClan cat. She made sure to speak more gently as she asked, "Now why exactly are you here. Driftingice? I hope this is important."
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Post by LYNX ♥ on Sept 22, 2008 14:50:46 GMT -5
The lean white warrior smiled and dipped her head faintly in Silentwrath's direction. "Thank you," She murmured, following him to the young leader, her white pelt luminous in the darkly omnious night. Caution flooding her mind in this camp surrounded by enemies, Drifitngice slowly swiveled her head to gaze over her shoulder, narrowing her crystalline blue lights, focusing them past Silentwrath at the MaliceClan cat, within reason, he did not look happy, rather flustered, confused, and sorrowful, but Driftingice couldn't find it in her heart to feel bad for him. Instead, she pushed him out of her thoughts and turned back to Whitestar. Upon finally glancing upon the leader's face, Driftingice's whiskers twitched in surprise to see Whitestar's left light gouged. Settling herself once more, he shakily nodded. "Greeting Whitestar, I assure you it is quite important." The ZephyrClan warrior shivered as she felt all eyes upon her coat, which she foolishly hoped was well groomed. "Larkstar humbly requests of you to ally your clan with ours. She has sent another warrior to barter with Lynxstar and Ghoststar. If we can bring all the cats of the clans together, we can rise against MaliceClan before they're ready for us, for surely they are preparing for more warfare." The pale she-cat paused to take a breath. "Will you accept ZephyrClan's alliance?"
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Post by cloudy on Sept 22, 2008 15:08:17 GMT -5
Whitestar nodded slowly at the she-cat, considering her next words carefully. Well, there wasn't really much to consider. Two options, really. Join with the other Clans and try and defeat MaliceClan, or send all of her warriors to almost certain doom. She blinked her single eye. "I will accept," she meowed. More loudly, so anyone present could hear, "We will defeat MaliceClan, united as one!" Her green orb flashed momentarily at the thought of victory, and revenge.
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Post by mizuinu on Sept 22, 2008 16:15:51 GMT -5
"I wish to fight along side you." Thunderthighs called to the leader. "I want to see an end to their massacres. I just request one thing, leave the pregnant she-cats to me, one is my mate and I wish for her not to be killed... She wasn't even part of Malice to begin with. She was just a loner that capture my heart." His eyes started to water once more. This time he hung his head so no cat would see.
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Post by raid on Sept 22, 2008 17:35:23 GMT -5
With a mrrow of laughter he let his skull turn towards her. His yellow orbs connecting with her own pools. " Why are you?" Raising his skull as he questioned her a sly look crossed his orbs and he couldn't help but tear his eyes from his pelt and place them upon a cat in the distance. "Then again why question such a beautiful face." HIs voice was low and soft. He pretended to not have her hear him but in all reality knew his voice was just loud enough for her to catch the phrase. His body relaxed and shifted as a breeze ruffled across his pelt.
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Post by cloudy on Sept 24, 2008 14:42:52 GMT -5
Whitestar turned to face Thunderthighs again. "I still don't know whether I should trust you. What's keeping me from driving you out of our territory? For all I know, you could be lying. You could still be on MaliceClan's side." She realised then that even though it wasn't in her nature to be trusting of others, she could be becoming a little paranoid. She tried to convince herself that it was to protect her Clan. She didn't want them to die at the paws of this tom if he betrayed them. She wished right now, more than ever, that she had someone to confide in. "What does the Clan think?" she asked, raising her voice to address the cats standing around. She was directing it mostly at Silentwrath; she would respect his opinion but he would probably get angry when he couldn't say what he wanted to. She sighed. She just needed to be alone. But that wasn't possible right now.
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Post by mizuinu on Sept 24, 2008 15:18:47 GMT -5
"Before any of you answer," he called, "Just think. If you do dive me out, and if I am lying, then I could run off to MaliceClan and tell them all about your little plans. But if you let me fight with you, I will do my best to keep as many of you alive, also, I wish to join one of your clans once this ordeal is over, me and my mate of coarse." Realizing he was rambling he wanted to make one last plea. "If you don't want to me fight with you, or if you drive me out, just please tell me when you are going so I can at least save the life of my mate and kits."
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Post by MiNTY♥ on Sept 25, 2008 10:46:17 GMT -5
Sombersnow padded forward with an arrogant twitch of her tail from where she stood. She already knew what she was going to say. She padded over to face the idiot Thunderthighs and snarled. She was proud of the fact that because she had very long fur it made her look huge next to the little scrap of a tom. Clearly lacking in experience. "Exactly!" She began in a harshly held tone. "You can run to Maliceclan and tell them we plan to attack, you already know too much tom! I say we take him prisoner!" She yowled clearly, there was no doubt that a cat had not heard her. She began to move closer to the tom, ready to spring. "We cannot trust you and your foolish ways, you would be dim-witted if you let him go now, Whitestar." She meowed. A malicious smile played upon her maw, cunning, sly, everything a Tempestclan cat should be. "You really should not have pointed that fact out." She added with a strong sarcastic tone. Lifting a furry paw she slid her claws out, and the beginning of a battle cry rumbled deep in her throat. Would Whitestar turn against her wise words? It was clear the leader distrusted the tom as much as she did, Whitedeath had always had a soft spot in her, but would she let it take over her now? She would not let the clans go down with shame like this. It was rediculous, if only Whitestar had not been stupid enough to announce to the whole camp that they would join with Zephyrclan and attack. A mistake she would not have made.
Silentwrath moved towards the tom as he began to speak, to show his words were less than welcome in this situation. When he saw Sombersnow his eyes widened and he retreated a few steps. He wasn't scared of her, but he could not be bothered tearing through her long fur to bite her if it came to battle. He had tried it once before, the two cats rarely got along, and he had basically choked on it, spent the next few days coughing up black and white fur, she had not let him forget that for a long time. He snarled his agreement at his words and did not hang back on sliding his claws out along with her. A prisioner. He chuckled lightly but stopped as Sombersnow bristled futher. A prisioner would be good, but why not just kill him? After all we would have to keep some of our better warriors back to keep an eye on him. He sighed wishing he could voice his thoughts himself. If he could speak what would it sound like? Would he sound handsome? Would he sound as dull as he felt all the moons he had lived so far?
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Post by cloudy on Sept 25, 2008 14:48:10 GMT -5
Whitestar, eyes narrowed just a little at the she-cat who seemed to almost be giving her orders, decided her actions carefully. "We will take him prisoner," she half-growled, voice low but loud enough for the cats around to hear. "Sombersnow, could you kindly escort our guest to the medicine den? It's probably the best place for him to stay at the moment." A slight smile played on her lips, not directed at anyone in particular.
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Post by MiNTY♥ on Sept 25, 2008 14:59:34 GMT -5
Sombersnow let a smug smile play across her black dusted maw with a grin that flashed her fangs she prodded the tom with a claw. "Come tom." She spoke with a hint of menace. She waited for him to walk on. How easy it had been to make Whitestar do as she wanted. This was easy, easier than she thought. Tearstar had not been one to give in so easily to her wise command. Whitestar was vulnerable and soft, not as stable as a leader should be, she had to get over Tearstar alredy. If only Whitestar had her confidence. She purred maliciously and glared at the tom before her. "I said move!" She hissed and moved forward in one threatening movement to get him going.
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Post by mizuinu on Sept 25, 2008 15:03:54 GMT -5
"Very well, I will be your prisoner." He said, dipping his head to Whitestar. Feeling Sombersnow get impatient he started walking, not sure which way to go. "I will go where you tell me, just point me in the right direction." He said keeping his cool. Passing Thistlebloom he flicked her with his tail and whispered, "I'm gonna need a friend." And kept right on moving.
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