WONDERSTRUCK [lynx?]

[MiNTY♥]

one night of the hunter, one day i will get revenge,
one night to remember, one day it'll all just end

Wandering about on his own had certainly lost its rebellious feeling. Apprentices weren’t normally allowed out of camp for very long by themselves although it had never stopped him. He had to come out here and be alone so he could have some time to himself to resent the world and why it was such a cruel place. Maybe nobody bothered to scold him for wandering off because they would be glad if they did, after all nobody wanted Shard’s blood in their clan. However, since the world was so conceited nobody took a moment to consider how he felt. He was related to that...that thing. That horrible, disgusting, black mass of fur that still claimed to be a cat, but it wasn’t possible. No. Shard was a monster, never a feline. Cats were more often than not proud creatures for it was in their nature, where as that moggy had nothing to be proud of and he would take pleasure in watching it shrivel up and die, then fester away in the mud without being buried. After all, only cats that had earned it by serving a clan well or even a group of friends deserved a proper burial. That thing deserved nothing and nobody. He would die.

One plus side of the snow was that he could now stay hidden better than any of his clan mates where as they all stuck out like a sore pad. His stomach churned and groaned like a heavy willow billowing in the wind, and it continued to churn despite there was nothing inside it apart from a little liquid. With noises like that all the prey was going to end up getting spooked and running a mile, it was no surprise very little prey was being caught when most of the clan was experiencing the same thing he was. In that moment he decided to be selfish because every now and then everyone needed to be a little selfish in order to please themselves and currently Wraithlight felt like a drowned rat, mentally of course. Sneaking off he was sure to keep low to the ground and his senses on high alert. Pausing by a tree and pressing himself up against its snow blanketed trunk he waited, and waited. However, running out of patience he quickly moved on.

Frowning he paused to scent the air, both head and tail held high as he hoped something would come to him. It was at that moment that his fur began to bristle and his cinnamon coloured eyes narrowed. Cat. He could scent a cat and he was absolutely certain that it was not a Vertigoclan cat. Maybe today would be his lucky day. Crouching behind a tree he scented the air again to work out where the feline was, his claws itching to slip from their sheathes. Noticing the scent begin to grow stronger he stayed put as he waited for it to pass. As a white shape slipped past his hiding place he growled and lunged at it, pinning it to the ground with his claws. ”Really? You thought you could just wander onto Vertigoclan territory without getting an ass beating for it.” He snarled at the trespasser waiting for the white female to turn and face him as she should. If a cat had enough arrogance to wander into another’s territory unannounced then it could surely face the consequences.

A force hit her from the side and sent her flying towards the ground and she tensed her lithe body upon impact with the frozen ground. A growl rose in her throat as she felt claws nipping at her skin to hold her down. Bearing her fangs she turned and spat at the tom that was holding her down. ”Excuse me, but I thought-“ The female started but broke of as her brilliant teal eyes met deep cinnamon ones and she stopped her struggling. ”Wraithy! You should know better than to attack me, I will kick your ass you know.” She hissed playfully and upon feeling his grip relax she bowled over the lean white tom and flicked snow in his face with a paw. She crouched in a pouncing position ready for a mock fight but stopped and frowned when she saw the bemused expression worn on her sibling’s features. Standing up straight she tilted her head to the side and gazed upon him with innocent eyes. ”What? Are you not happy to see me?” She asked, a small tremble in her tone.

”What are you doing here?” The muscular tom hissed at the smaller feline, stepping forward to force her into submission.

Shiver blinked, sadness present in her gaze and she bowed her head slightly and took a step back. ”Am I not allowed to come and visit my only sibling?” She asked gently appearing innocent. He couldn’t refuse her if she had done nothing wrong and even if she did not fool her brother then she could still fool the rest of his clan. ”Especially when I have nowhere else to go.” She added quietly.

”Ah ok so you admit it then – I am correct and Shard doesn’t care about anything but himself and you can’t take it any longer.” He purred in triumph.

”No – well, yes.” She responded, a little flustered at having to admit she was wrong. ”He was good to me for a long time, he has just found something else to amuse himself with and well if you refuse to talk to me I will join regardless, as long as your leader agrees which I am sure they will.” She responded, holding her head high and glaring up at her big brother.

Wraithlight glared right back at his sister before turning away and taking a few steps in the other direction. ”You know I don’t like being second choice.” He snarled, his gaze piercing as he did. He was waiting for her to respond, expecting some crap excuse that made her seem better than him but nothing else came and she fell quiet for once in her life.

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notes// so someone needs to find them and then pyre can get involved or she can just find them, lynxie can choose (:

ANCK SU NAMUN OF CAUTION!

[LYNX ♥]

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[atrb=background,http://i698.photobucket.com/albums/vv347/lovelywarriorlynx/pyrestar22.png] The days were short, and the nights were far too long for her taste. All she yearned for was the sweet sunlight to drown her and fight away the damp darkness that seemed to trap VertigoClan in its merciless grasp each year. It left them tired and hungry and scared-- though of course they'd never admit to any of it. Still, it was her job to see through their pride and hardened willpower to their soft undersides, and she certainly saw how skinny they were, even beneath their plush winter coats. As if they could hide something like that, and maybe they could if she herself hadn't been experiencing the same hollowed-log feeling as everyone else. At least, though, no one else had passed in the rough moons following her reception of lives from StarClan. For that she was, of course, infinitely thankful. Still, Mother Nature was leaving plenty to be desired, and the young leader couldn't help it when her stomach roared in the silent forest, making her wince. Everything echoes in this goddamn skeleton forest, her thoughts were bitter and angry, as they sometimes turned to when she was feeling particularly frustrated. And now she was simply helpless. She had seized leadership so roughly, and nothing went well afterward. Though of course that horrible illness dissipated quickly afterward, but of course no one could interpret that as a good omen when Lilythorn wouldn't stop all of her goddamn bitching. So Pyrestar was, instead, little more than a curse to VertigoClan supposedly. How could she not be bitter about that? It was idiotic, and she figured she ought to have been able to enjoy her success for at least a moment before winter forced her into a more serious position as the head of her clan, but instead she spent that time struggling to keep the trust of those around her and weeping herself to sleep at night, purely of frustration. There was little that could piss her off more quickly than the stealing of her well-earned glory, and now she had to sober up quick about it or she --and her clan-- would face the consequences. Winter was too hard to remain at odds with her clanmates, so what could Pyrestar do? Of course she missed Lynxstar, like everyone else! But now was just not the time for extended periods of grief and angst over the controversial loss. When would they understand that? Shaking her head, her stomach emitted another raucous growl and she released a faint hiss of dismay. Nothing was working like it should have! In a sudden fit of passion, the small female spun around and tore a meek fir's flesh away from its trunk, snarling with her primative rage consuming her now that she was away from it all. Away from the mask she had been forced to create, and away from all those who hated her for capturing her dreams. Again and again, she drew her claws down the length of the poor tree, breathing in the peppery scent of pine melting into the overpowering fumes of the sap that now oozed onto her big paws, making her claws blunt and sticky as she went about it, huffing with a scowl freezing her golden gaze. The attack became more sluggish, unenthused, tired. The petite calico didn't have the energy for that sort of nonsense, but she did feel better afterward, when she took a moment to close her eyes and exhale slowly. She clan was her, and she always had Reflectedrain to fight for her. In time, she would make other allies too. She had countless moons before her to earn their trust. She only needed patience. Amidst her much more serene contemplation of her situation, Pyrestar stiffened at the noises reverberating through the forest from some ways off. Rough noises, and cats most definitely. Something off was going about on her land, and the leader wasn't going to ignore it. At a quick pace she set off, ignoring the continuous complaints of her empty stomach and considerably weakened limbs, now buttery with the effort of loping through the pines. At last, the little female came across a strange scene- but one that she assessed almos instantly, though she remained slightly confused. "Family reunion, Wraithlight?" She asked, keeping her deep voice light as she pushed through the undergrowth to where her clanmate-- with a smaller pallid female that she could only assume was his sister-- stood, having bickered, apparently. Pyrestar glanced around the snow, packed down where she assumed the siblings had been caught in a scuffle, then looked back to the new warrior's familiarly angry face, his amber gaze turned to chips of ice.

[MiNTY♥]

one night of the hunter, one day i will get revenge,
one night to remember, one day it'll all just end

An unwanted rustle could be heard from behind and the white feline stiffened a little. This was just perfect. For once it had felt like he was beginning to be seen by the clan as loyal and not a cat that only had half of their heart in the clan but was secretly desperate to go back to their rogue life. Now there were strange cats turning up on Vertigoclan territory looking for him which was sure to arouse suspicion from his clan mates. They would probably think he had been meeting his family behind their backs or something else like that. Their judgemental thoughts and scrutinising looks just confirmed how little they understood him but really it was simple. His father was a rogue therefore making it the last thing he wanted to be as it was an honourless position for despicable creatures who couldn’t stick to the rules and treat others well. He saw himself as a true clan cat since it wasn’t his mother’s fault who fathered him and she had always been loyal to her clan. On the other hand, nobody should trust a cat with Shard’s blood and he understood why they thought that. Wraithlight was not even sure that he trusted himself, and he was sure at this point in time he did not trust his sister who had just appeared out of the blue.

Pulling his gaze away from his sister he turned to look over his shoulder at the second cat to find him. Clearly being on his own was not an option. Automatically he dipped his head to Pyrestar and cleared his throat a little awkwardly. ”Hello Pyrestar.” He replied buying himself a little time to think of a way to describe the situation but he wasn’t sure what he would call this unexpected meeting with his sister. ”Yes, apparently that gives her an excuse to trespass on the territory.” He added with a sideways glance at the female, finally sighing when she opened her mouth to cut in.

Shiver hissed at her brother to silence him. ”I couldn’t scent any cats close by and I did not wish to wait their all day hoping to be stumbled upon, I like to get on with my current task.” She explained. It was exactly like Wraithlight to become moody if life wasn’t going his way and she could never be bothered putting up with his rubbish and so it was better just to ignore his bitter treatment towards her and act as though nothing was the matter.

Her eyes moved to rest upon the female who had joined them and quickly she noticed her lack of a tail. Initially she thought that it may have been some kind of unfortunate battle wound but perhaps not. Personally she could not imagine living without a tail but it would be a rather impressive battle trophy. ”I’m Shiver,” She introduced herself and dipped her head to the female who Wraithlight had addressed to be Pyrestar. ”I wasn’t planning on causing any trouble I just wanted to find my brother since my mentor abandoned me just after my training ended.” She explained and shrugged. It would not be a surprise if she had gone somewhere to stir up a little bit of trouble as she was known for being a bit feisty at times. If her looks were to mirror how she acted then she imagined herself to have vibrant steaks of ginger across her fur and her eyes to be a fiery orange colour. However, she looked icy like the winter which was supposedly tranquil and beautiful – not how she saw herself.

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ANCK SU NAMUN OF CAUTION!

[LYNX ♥]

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[atrb=background,http://i698.photobucket.com/albums/vv347/lovelywarriorlynx/pyrestar22.png] "So tense," The female drawled, her voice a bit cruel; a bit impish as she teased him. She liked to be subtle though, she didn't wanna give him anymore reasons to think she loathed him or something. She had a nagging suspicition he already thought as much of her, based only on his solitary demeanor among the rest of the clan, and she couldn't really blame him. Of course he had, without any say in the matter, given his clanmates a million reasons to suspect him of any array of crimes, if only based upon his lineage alone. It wasn't fair, and Pyrestar acknowledged this and did her best to treat him with no such prejudice. However, what could she do about the others? Looking upon the son of Shard now, she decided it was simply up to some to fight past their own obstacles unaided. Surely he would end up stronger before if he did. That was her theory anyway, her cool golden gaze narrowed with faint suspicion, flicking back and forth between the two alabaster felines. "Hello Wraithlight," She replied with a mocking pleasant manner to his greeting, shifting her sight away from him and heavily onto the pretty white female before her: the intruder. "And you, pretty little miss, must be Serenewinter's other kit huh?" Of course she knew all about that-- she had been a young and vivacious warrior herself when all the action sprang up between Wraithlight's mother and the rest of the clan when she made her way back to VertigoClan from the gripping claws of Shard's dictatorship, belly full of kits and finding her former lover all wrapped up in the kitting of another female (coinsedentally, Pyrestar's adoptive sister). Looking back on that particular chain of events, the young leader shook her head rather incredulously. Some cats just didn't have much luck. "Current task?" Pyrestar inquired, her hackles firmly settled now that she was sure there would be no need for hostility in this situation. "Sounds like you're fixing to make a pain in my ass, Miss Shiver." The calico meowed, deep voice blunt with the force of her skeptisism, chilled faintly by the female's piercing green eyes. "So tell me what exactly the situation is, please. Debrief me, if y'would. If I'm being honest, I'm a little confused. Why're you here, Shiver?" Pyrestar asked at last, cocking her head expectantly. This better be good.

[MiNTY♥]

one night of the hunter, one day i will get revenge,
one night to remember, one day it'll all just end

Of course there was no point relying on her brother to assist her in any way, he never had and he never would. In a way she took pity on him although the last thing she would do is admit that to him because he would probably take her ears off, or he could try. He was so cold and unapproachable, and often she thought of what could possibly be going on in that little head of his. All she knew was he hated Shard and anything that associated with him but hopefully with time she would be able to learn what he was really thinking. One could only hope that he would soften up a bit and someday find someone to settle down with.

Sweet blue eyes turned on the calico female, glistening like a translucent lake under the winter sun. Her fur blended in perfectly with the snow, but sparkled with beads of moisture hanging on to the tips highlighting her lean figure against the snow. Such a pretty cat but with an unexpected bite if you crossed her. ”I may look like her but I am in fact very different, I can be sweet just as she was but I come with a sharp bite and I am not afraid to face up to anything that stands in my way like she was, and I can prove that too you should you give me the opportunity.” She replied with a small smile. As she spoke she could feel hot amber eyes burning a hole in her skull but ignored them as she did with most of Wraithlight’s crap, occasionally humouring him when she could be bothered. If only his clan mates knew how to deal with him which they obviously did not judging by his ever changing temperament. One moment he would be hot and the next he would be cold and there was not much middle ground.

Taking a step forward the little female held her head high and confident before answering to the leader. ”I wish to join your clan, Pyrestar. I can hunt and fight – very well – so I won’t be a burden. I pray you should see me as an asset as nobody would expect such a beating from a small feline who would not ordinarily fit into the stereotypical Vertigoclan build. Plus I know how to deal with grumpy butt over there.” She proposed, flicking her tail towards the tom standing behind her and finally tilting her head to the side, the opposite direction from the calico.

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notes// I like her here

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