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Post by LYNX ♥ on Sept 11, 2008 17:50:18 GMT -5
As always, there was an eerily grim splash of blood smearing Knife's maw and dappling his massive tyrant paws from the last meal he'd devoured, not bothering to wash it off. Now it matched his big luminescent lights, the same shade of crimson. They danced and twirled like a dainty she-cat, whispering and laring, shimmeirng dangerously all at the same time, murderous, reflecting, full of malicious emotions. Pride; his clan did well in the attack several moons ago. Thunderthighs, the disgusting tom, he tried murder, and failed. Now, Knife silently cackled. Thunderthighs' mate Petal was a prisoner of MaliceClan, along with that she-cat, Flamingpaw. She would become a good MaliceClan cat. Give her more moons of time, and she could kill with the best of them. She would be a MaliceClan warrior. but there were other things to attend. Bounded toward the rock that had become his announcement place, the huge tom careened toward it and made a magnificent flying leap, landing squaring a whipping around to face his clan. "MALICECLAN[/color]!" He roared, not bothering to wait for the moaning lugs to gather. "Splitheart, you're wench-like actions and constant teasings keep toms of the clan intact and quick, however broken-hearted, but not only this, your battle tactics and yearning for blood spill astounds me. You will hold the Lust position from now on." He spat gruffly, meeting her eyes and glancing away, he leapt down to check on Dyingblossom, to see whether she was pregnant yet or not.
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Caution leaked into the she-cat's often cold and heartless yet vibrant orange gaze, clouding it. Her nose twitched faintly, Scarletsnow rose to her paws, big frame lifting easily, though, it seemed, each day was more difficult. But only she and Demonsoul knew the reason. "Phantomcry?" She called softly into camp, keeping her voice low and hard, wimpy femininity couldn't touch her for the world with what she had to tell the tom. "Phantomcry, I, uh, we're having our second litter." She meowed quietly when she found hi at last, not meeting his eyes. SHe feared what she would see there.
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Post by lily ♫ on Sept 11, 2008 18:10:14 GMT -5
Splitheart's hell bent laughter poured out. She was the Lust. Her fangs flashed at the cats next to her. She had power! She loved it. Her love for the battle moons ago increased. Blood. Blood. Blood. Her cackle returned as if she had heard the most malicious joke ever. "Thank you, Knife." she meowed, bowing her head to the alpha, her evil smile decorating her beautiful face.
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Flamingpaw glared around the camp. Her heart still yearned for home... For Chasmpaw, Lilythorn, and Lynxstar. She stalked off to the fresh-kill pile, her muscles rippling under her pelt. She had to admit, she was stronger than she had ever been. She hissed as Knife made his announcement. Splitheart was now Lust. What ever that mean, Flamingpaw was sure she would never care. She tore into a vole, finishing it quickly. A scowl was stuck on her face. The respect they showed their leader... How could they love such a leader?! She shivered as she had the feeling someone was watching her. All of the other cats were in a crowd, listening to the alpha intently. She hissed as she caught one of the many black cats, Anubis, looking at her with hatred in his eyes. They must think I should be assembled with them, worshipping that horrid cat. She had no respect for him, even though he was her mentor in this Clan. He only wants another cat in his Clan, but he will never get me. I will never have their bloodlust, their hate.
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Anubis hissed back at the apprentice they had prisoner. She had almost killed him a few moons ago. The hatred for her was permanent, no matter if she trained under Knife, becoming a MaliceClan cat. He knew inside she would never see their ways as a good thing, only evil. The devilish acts they took pride in. He sneered at the cat. "Mousebrained Clan cat." |
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Post by LYNX ♥ on Sept 11, 2008 19:01:33 GMT -5
Knife only narrowed his scarlet lights and glared at the rather young tortoiseshell she-cat, wishing she knew how long the average council holder really lasted. This thought satisfied him, a rumble of soft laughter vibrated in his broad chest as he flexed his shoulders, looking arund the half-clan that had assembled, not much caring. The ginger apprentice was lurking, lurking. He liked her, should would do well enough. But still, he could not get soft with her. "Flamingpaw!" He snarled, leaping from his perch to stride slowly toward her, eyes still narrowed. "It is time for training." He spat, rounding on her, he flitted out a claw and caught her chin, glaring.
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Post by lily ♫ on Sept 11, 2008 19:26:30 GMT -5
Flamingpaw winced, then her eyes went cold. "Fine." she hissed, spitting into his face while she did so. She turned around, spinning really, and stormed to the Camp entrance, ignoring the pain coming from her chin.
xxflames in the terraxx
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Splitheart's eyes narrowed. "Well?! What are you waiting for? Shoo!" she meowed to the crowd of cats that were still standing around. She stode across the camp, looking for someone to talk to. Even if it was a she-cat! |
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Post by LYNX ♥ on Sept 11, 2008 19:34:20 GMT -5
Knife laughed loudly at the cocky she-cat, she was full of spirit and spite, and he loved it. Crimson eyes were just as mockly cheerful, laughing silently, dancing wildly, flickering interest like embers while his large paws carried him slowly after his apprentice, his prisoner. Dear Flamingpaw. He grinned, only two moons training and MaliceClan had whipped the weakling into shape better than any sissy clan cat, he was proud of himself, prepared to smite the young she-cat, grinning wickedly.
-knife to terra-
Vividmurder's head swayed, distressed, at the words that flowed from his alpha, and shuddered. That slut was going to attempt and order him around? Lovely. He couldn't wait for her blood to coat his long ivory claws and longer fangs protruding from his blood-caked gums which flashed dangerously as he caught her eyes, he cackled. Bring it on little wench.
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Post by sandpoppy on Sept 11, 2008 22:00:42 GMT -5
Petal sat like she was in a daze. It seemed as if her mind was ripped into two fighting halves. I was foolish, I never should have fallowed him. Perhaps I was just lonely? Perhaps I was selfish ? Poor Thundy, he should have had better then me.... NO! He was just one of them. He just never had time to show his true colors! No no. He couldn't have! Not him! What does it matter anyway? He is gone, I'm a prisoner, but still if I had the chance would I really do things different? One glance at her growing belly was all she needed. A wave of affection for her unborn kits threaten to overcome her. A fear gripped her chest, cold as ice and worse then the thought of her own death. Her kits would be raised as MaliceClan cats!
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Freeze and Ice sat off to one corner. Freeze couldn't help but feel a stab of disappointment when Splitheart was announced the new holder of the lust position. Oh well you can't win them all. She turned to Ice. "Silly she-cat. Hardly worth a scrape of crow-food." Ice who was staring at Splitheart said in a distracted voice. "Huh...? Yeah whatever you say Freeze." Freeze rolled her eyes at her smitten brother. "Yes whatever I say, and I say your going out hunting to clear your love-sick mind! That's what I say!" She roughly began pushing/dragging Ice out of the camp. "I'm not love-sick! Just looking!" Freeze sighed. "Whatever you say. I didn't want to go hunting anyway."
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Rainpaw let out a low growl as she pondered over the events of the previous moons. How could Specter do that?!? She hoped it was just a temporary weak moment. It was hard enough training without worrying that her sister was a wimp! Look what it did to Freeze!
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Adderfang felt like a old friend had returned. The rage boiling in her veins almost made her giddy. The will to live had returned to her, just to feel this wonderful emotion if nothing else kept her going.
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Post by MiNTY♥ on Sept 12, 2008 2:15:29 GMT -5
umm I have no idea how is is supposed to react.
Phantomcry looked around as he heard Scarletsnow call him. He pulled himself stiffly to his great rusted paws and padded over to meet her. Sitting for so long, he hadjust discovered on your legs, was a bad thing. "Yes?" He meowed and tilted his head to the side with no more than a small frown. Trust Scarletsnow to give away so easily that something was bothering her. Phantomcry chuckles lightly. "It seems we have our own little army, hopefully more toms this time." He liked kits enough, well when they were his, it was different when they weren't his kits, just another cat really. |
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Post by queenboo on Sept 12, 2008 5:21:22 GMT -5
"Hmph. I knew he was a traitor. He was better off being those weak sissy clancats." The tortoiseshell was bored. Lying in her den and clawing the earth with her claws. When Demonsoul caught a sight of that wreched Flamingpaw, she hissed and glared. At least that clancat is getting stronger. The healer had nothing to do, so she went to the fresh-kill pile and ate a vole in one whole bite.
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Post by LYNX ♥ on Sept 12, 2008 15:56:55 GMT -5
Scarletsnow gave a tiny, subtle twitch of her lips that was a smile, she nodded. "It seems so. Don't count on it though, Phantomcry. I will never live in that wretched nursery." She snapped. "I'll bare your kits but I couldn't possibly live in there." She grinned, flicking her tail and looking away. "I think it might be another big litter, I feel it. Believe me." The white she-cat moaned. "That always gives chances for toms." Scarletsnow sighed. "I s'pose I should make myself a nest in that rat hole. Yay for socializing with that bitch Dyingblossom." She spat and padded off, heading into the large stone den.
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Post by sandpoppy on Sept 13, 2008 13:06:40 GMT -5
Freeze let out a low growl as she left her brother. Man why was she stuck baby-sitting him? And why was she doing this? "Splitheart!" She growled. "Look I hate you, but I feel some need to warn you. If you mess with my brother, council member or not, you won't be looking so pretty. Got it?"
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Post by lily ♫ on Sept 13, 2008 13:23:09 GMT -5
Splitheart glared. "What the hell are you talking about bitch?!" she hissed, her claws unsheathing, ready to tear the fur off of Freeze. "Don't you dare speak to me like that. Ever!" she meowed, storming off. The idea of messing with Ice sounded like heaven. Torture! She stalked off toward him. "Hey Ice." she meowed, her voice smoother than silk. |
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Post by sandpoppy on Sept 13, 2008 13:38:01 GMT -5
Ice lowered his ears and his eyes slightly bulged, He was obviously more then a little nervous. "Hey Splitheart." He slowly backed up.
Ah! Err! Agh! Were the thoughts rushing through Freeze's head. She growled to herself. Then smiled. Perhaps this would get Ice out of her way for a little while. And that witch Splitheart too.
She then turned to Scarletsnow. "Whats up?" She asked sounding uninterested. It was the closest she ever got to a friendly tone.
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Post by MiNTY♥ on Sept 14, 2008 11:49:50 GMT -5
"I would never ask you to." He meowed. He would hate to be handicapped by having to consider kits all the time, yes he did watch over his kits as any father would, but as they grew up he let them grow apart from him. They needed to learn how to fend for themselves after all, there was no way he would always be able to protect them, being his kits, they should be able to protect themselves. "I could take care of her." He suggested as she turned and padded off. He turned around, already more or less over the news, if Petal was allowed in the nursery Scarletsnow would have fun putting up with her. He snorted. She was not one to take crap from other cats, thats why he admired her so, most she-cats just put up with others, not Scarletsnow. |
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Post by cloudy on Sept 14, 2008 13:38:24 GMT -5
Frozensoul drifted around the camp, not really talking to anyone. She had been disappointed when the battle had ended, and just wanted to fight again. But that was how she worked, of course. She didn't really register when Splitheart was made Lust, she just thought to herself that she she-cat was perfect for that position. She flexed her claws, trying to get rid of the frustration building up inside her. Unlike some cats in MaliceClan, she was not involved in any stupid relationships where the cats involved got all lovey-dovey and worked up about nothing. Past experiences had made her learn the hard way that it was not a good idea to get caught up in all that. It only ever lead to broken hearts anyway. She could always go hunting, at least then she would be able to kill. She briefly wondered if Knife would announce anything about future battles soon.
.frozensoul to terra.
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Post by lily ♫ on Sept 18, 2008 13:57:05 GMT -5
Her sweet scent embraced those around her. Cousin of Scarletsnow, half-sister of Knife, the beautiful, almost all white cat stepped out of the den. Her beautiful eyes were astonishing. Never had a cat ever had such vibrant, glowing eyes. The purple in the center, the green on the outside. The colors of auroras reflected in her eyes, breathtaking was one of the few words to describe it. Her feathery tail, patterned with grays and blacks, matched the spot on her head. Her white fur, covering the rest of her lean, always so beautiful body. The sun shined down on her, glimmering in her eyes, making them glow. Her tail flicked back and forth, for she was deep in thought. Cats threw her glances, always curious about this strange cat. The eldest child of Dyingblossom, just a few moons older than Knife, she held much wisdom. Her ideas were always thought through, before she even considered the idea. She let out a hiss with her beautiful voice. She was Aurora. |
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