Rushkit

[russettail]

Russetpaw's eyes widened when Inkpaw's tongue rasped across his ear. With his ears flat on his head he licked her her ear back as she shuffled closer. He laid his head on hers and shuffled closer untill their fur was touching. His breathing was even with hers, it made him sleepy. He pulled his head up and looked into her eyes, his tail intertwined with hers. He felt so calm with her but he wanted so badly to get up and run out of the den. His legs twitched and he wispered in her ear "tag...your it".

[Thornpaw]

The tranquil moment was shattered at his words. She erupted with a yowl of fury and laughter as she raced after him, his red coat a flame across the clearing. “Your going to get it!” She was surprisingly quick as she sprang through the brush in great strides, her coat a flame of liquid silver. Her green eyes gleamed elusively as she left the protesting kits and the den far in her wake, pursuing Russetpaw as fast as her legs could carry her, claws scrabbling at the ground. She let out a yowl, delighted by the chase.

[russettail]

Russetpaw streaked through the clearing, his eyes wide with exileration and happiness. He was surprised at her speed but he had an idea. He quickly jumped to the side into a bush and waited for Inkpaw to come around the corner. He crouched, his muscles bunched up underneath him. Then at the right moment he sprung out of he bush and barreled into her. They rolled down the hill together, giggling and playfully swiping at eachother. At the bottom of the hill they came to a stop side by side. Russettail gasped when he saw Inkpaw's eyes shining iin ght moonlight and her fur glistining. He purred and nuzzled her head as he shuffled closer to her.

[snowstorm]

rushkit looked at the apprentices in the eyes. "do you hae a story?"she meowed to them. Even thought she knew that they proble didnot have one.

[Thornpaw]

Inkpaw, fighting to subdue a laugh, turned her gaze to the moon, basking in its faint light. She let out a small rumble of content. She had always felt and odd belonging under its presence. The moon was motherly in a way, yet cold and forbidding alone in the dark night. She turned back to Russetpaw noticing with amusement he had been looking at her. With a glimmer of delight she cuffed him slightly over the ear then casually rest her head on Russetpaw’s fiery shoulder, the flaming red pelt a deep contrast to her liquid silver coat. She could lay for days by his side gazing at the night in the light of the moon. But the eternity was broken as Inkpaw heard someone approach, and she turned her head to find Rushkit staring inquisitively at them. The fur on her neck lay flat again, cursing her edginess. “What was that you asked Rushkit? A story?” She gaze a spirited glance at Russetpaw her green eyes dancing. “Well then I guess we have time for…maybe one story.” She purred in amusement. She straightened herself securely next to Russetpaw, gave his ear a quick lick then began.

“I must tell you before I begin, these events are still a haze to me and may not even be real.” She sighed, her eyes glazed over. “Brokenstar, the cold and merciless leader of Glacierclan was my mother. She was beautiful and wild but most of all ambitious. She lead our clan under the shadow of the terrible mountains of ice and snow. No cat who venture there came out alive.” She paused her voice faint. “Accept my mother. At the time I was born the clans were in the middle of a great rebirth, but with new life must first come death, and death riddled the forest. The clans fought ruthlessly with each other, each corrupt with their own ambitious for power.” She shivered and pressed her body to Russetpaw seeking his warm comfort. She breathed a ragged sigh as if it was a burden on her soul to continue, but continue she did. “My mother seemed to be gaining more control over the clans as the fighting continued. Blood soaked the forest and their was no escaping death when it prowled the darkness in waiting. During a battle with the murderous Iceclan my mother was mortally wounded. She lay gasping on the bloody field in a pool of her own crimson blood awaiting her final moments alone. But out of the dark appeared a cat. By name he was known as Rippedstripe, young medicinecat of frost clan. He lay with her as she died, and taking her final breath, losing her 3rd life. When she awoke he was gone but she never forgot the handsome face that had sung to her before she died, a song of hope freedom, and beauty.” She smiled meekly trying to lighten the grave mood. She met Russetpaws amber gaze and she nuzzled him before eyeing the kit and purring, “To scary for ya? Or would you like me to continue?” She said with a sly smile to Russetpaw.

[russettail]

Russetpaw shivered with delight, Inkpaw could sure tell a great story! When she moved closer to him, he wrapped his red tail around her as if to protect her from the darkness around them. He gazed into her eyes and winked at her. "oh no, Rushkit?, scared?, why he's the toughest kit around! Rushkit you'll protect us from anything right, I mean a big tough kit like you could fend off anything right?" he mewed. "please continue" he said to Inkpaw as he turned back to her, his spine was tingling with anticipation at what would happen next!

[Wolfsong]

Blindkit slowly got up. She had been woken up by all the talking. "Who's there?" She didn't recognize the shape of the one cat.

[snowstorm]

Rushjiut went next to her sister. "it is me, russetpaw, and inkpaw. Inkpaw is tyell us a story."rushkit meowed to her siser Blindkit.

[Wolfsong]

"Really!! Yay!! Now would you mind twitching or moving so I can see you better?" The blind kit asked.

[russettail]

Russetpaw immedietly waved his tail over Inkpaws head so that Blindkit could know where the pretty she-cat was.

[Wolfsong]

"Thanks... Russetpaw. Your very pretty, I wish I could see you in color. At least the waves. Could you tell us a story about your first kill? Did you have to use your eyes? I obviously don't get to." Blindkit said enthuistically.

Cinderflame suddenly came in. "Hello, how are you all today. I finally get a break from all this deputy bussiness to see my kits. Oh am I inturrupting a story? I haven't seen Blindkit this happy since the battle." The deputy sat down, ready to hear the story.

((shhhh, I know I haven't been on so just pretend he's been working his butt off...))

[snowstorm]

"No your not.They were just about to start."Rushkit meowed to the deputy.

(Who is Cinderflame the father of?)

[russettail]

((omg this is so funny you see cause Inkpaw and I were actually outside, we'lll just pretend we came back in ))

"okay okay everybody quiet down" yoweled Russetpaw. "Inkpaw's telling a story and I for one wanna hear the end of it, so could everybody please quiet down" he pleaded, his tail lashing back and forth as he stared every cat in the eye. He nuzzled Inkpaw motioning for her to continue. He laid his tail gently on Blindkits shoulder so the kit would know where he was.

[Thorn]

Inkpaw smiled warmly as she noticed a small crowd had gathered. Mostly consisting of kits and Russetpaw and Cinderflame but none the less…”My mother searched madly for the dark mysterious cat, finally finding him roaming the territory between Frostclan and Glacierclan. He had secretly been searching for her as well, but they knew they had to hid their love or risk death, or worse. The two lovers agreed to meet atop the mountain cliffs every night under the frosty stars. No one knows what happened on the blood ridden battle field, but the myth says both cats fell madly in love at that moment, as my mother was sent to Starclan with Rippedstripe as her guide. Brokenstar seemed distracted and her clan began to question her loyalty and ambitious towards power. She assured them that she would end this ruthlessly tyranny if it was the last thing she did. Iceclan needed to be over thrown for that was where the true evil bred. Consuming their crazed leader Crookedstar. The cats unlucky enough to be in Iceclan had no choice but to follow his dark ways, or suffer in ways never thought possible.” Inkpaw paused for emphasis, staring around the clearing of cats with mysterious green eyes. She gave Russetpaw a smile, though hard to decipher, then continued with renewed enthusiasm. “Soon Glacierclan made a pack with Frostclan to kill the evil Crookedstar and bring peace once again to the forest. Though the elusive Stoneclan was undecided between loyalties. Rippedstripe and my mothers secret meetings continued until and unavoidable secret had emerged. Brokenstar’s swollen belly. The birth took place atop the raging mountains under a furious ice storm.” She paused. “My brother Nightkit and I were the only two to survive.” She heaved a sigh and looked at Russetpaw, who had no idea how much he reminded her of her brother. Her heart filled with longing, she continued.

((Sorry I'm not logged in! I had no time....yeah..!)) ;D

[russettail]

Russetpaw suddenly gazed into Inkpaw's eyes, he could see something there but he didn't know what it was. He worridly shifted his eyes towards the other cats. His ears twitched uneasily, he didn't think he was going to like the next bit of the story, but he patiently waited till she started again.