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Post by Wolfsong on Apr 8, 2007 9:30:33 GMT -5
Blindkit softly touched Russetpaw with her tail, letting him know that she could sense how uneasy he was. The young she-cat might not be able to see but that just made her other senses even better than normal cats. Some day all of ShadowClan will accept her, even if she was of to a slow start. So far it felt like only a quarter of the cats had accepted her, without flinching when they looked at her, or turning the other way. If cats in her own Clan did things like this to her, how will she ever prove herself to the other three Clans?
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Rushkit
Apr 8, 2007 11:17:03 GMT -5
Post by snowstorm on Apr 8, 2007 11:17:03 GMT -5
Rushkit sat there looking at Russetpaw.
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Rushkit
Apr 8, 2007 11:49:21 GMT -5
Post by Thornpaw on Apr 8, 2007 11:49:21 GMT -5
She flicked her tail across Russetpaw‘s crimson pelt and smiled gazing into his warm eyes. She then briefly touched Blindkit, letting her know she was excepted. She cleared her throat and looked around, her eyes dancing with mischief. Before I continue let me remind you: Its only a story, I doubt all of its real, I cant remember, but we will get to that later.” She looked up at the darkening night sky and yawned. She hoped she wasn’t keeping the kits out to late, but then she continued. “Sadly the birth did not go unnoticed. At this time her treacherous deputy, Adderstrike, started to rebel, for secretly he was in league with the twisted Crookedstar. He spook of a greater life under Crookedstar’s rule and one by one the cats of Glacierclan were corrupted. To busy to notice the evil encircling her clan, Brokenstar was far to busy visiting my brother and I who had found safety in Frostclan. It torn at my mothers heart to be separated but she was proud and refused to give in. One dark night she returned to her den ready for a deep comforting sleep. Inside the comfort of her retreat a voice came to her, whispering into her ear. She listed her head in a daze to see where the soft voice was coming from. “Rippedstripe?” she question to the darkness pleased to see her secret lover so near. “No.” Came the charming voice now turning into ragged gurgles. A dark shape lunged at her from the shadows along with her old clan. The attack was lead by her mutinous deputy Adderstrike. She fought valiantly, but could not over take all of the feral cats. She fought with a dark heart and ice in her eyes but soon found she was outnumbered no matter how many of her clan had been killed by their former leaders very claws. She began to weaken, because no matter how many cats she killed, there was another to take its place. Adderstrike advanced on her for the killing blow whispering with a devastating blow, ‘I know about you little family Broken. The dark tom put up a fight but the kits were a joy to kill, their screams of terror rang through the forest, screams…for you.’ She yowled in fury but did not have the energy to fight back. He leaped upon her laughing and killed her. Over and over and over and over…. Until her last life…went out. With the last dieing breath she screamed my fathers name and blinded that worthless scrap of skin.” Inkpaws voice was venom as she continued. “Ripping his eyes with claws that had killed so many more before him. Then…she died.” Inkpaw clenched her claws in blind fury at the even memory of the cat who had slain her. “If only she had know! If only she had lived! He had deceived her. We were there all along!” She lay her tail on Russetpaw’s back comfortingly. “When she blinded him he made his way back to Crookedstar with news of her death, then he begged for a healer. Crookedstar, being an evil and twisted cat looked at him and said ‘There is no room for weakness’ and killed him on the spot.” A cryptic smile spread across her face. “You know, If your to scared I can stop.” She joked with the kits. “If I were hearing this story I would be gone so fast you wouldn’t even know I’d left!” She laughed, her green eyes gazing around the clearing. (jeez, sorry its such a long post. Wow this is turning into one crazy story ;D )
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Rushkit
Apr 8, 2007 20:16:38 GMT -5
Post by Wolfsong on Apr 8, 2007 20:16:38 GMT -5
((that is so wierd, on fern's site, I have a tom in RC named Adderstrike.... I thought the name was awsome. that's like spooky wierd. sry about that.))
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Rushkit
Apr 9, 2007 14:32:01 GMT -5
Post by Russetpaw on Apr 9, 2007 14:32:01 GMT -5
(srry to lazy to log in, oh ur Adderstrke cool!, Inkpaw do you have anyone that site? I have a couple of cats) Russetail's ears twitched but other then that he was fixed on her story. "Inkpaw you'd make a good storyteller" he joked prodding her gently with his red paw, a smile on his face.
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Rushkit
Apr 11, 2007 6:07:29 GMT -5
Post by Wolfsong on Apr 11, 2007 6:07:29 GMT -5
Blindkit smiled too, "That was a really good story, maybe we can go to the elders and hear some more." She then looked for her father, but he had disappeared.
"That was an excellent story. But I must be off, have to organize patrols and such." Cinderflame finally noticed his daughter trying to look for him, greatly embarrassed he twitched his tail. "Yes you may. But litsen to your mother when she tells you to come too, and ask Rushkit and Hollykit if they want to go too."
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Rushkit
Apr 12, 2007 21:02:04 GMT -5
Post by Thornpaw on Apr 12, 2007 21:02:04 GMT -5
“Hey hey!” Protested Inkpaw, “Do you really think the story is over?” She eyed the cats around her, returning poke delivered by Russetpaw. “I mean hey I f you want me to stop that’s fine, but surly you want to hear the end of the tale!” She nodded to Cinderflame, reassuring him it would only take a moment. A smile parted her lips revealing gleaming white fangs. “Rippedstripe went mad with grief and revenge, throwing himself into the war, calling on the ancient ways to guide him. He started a rebellion against the cruel leader, fighting with fang and claw. The murderous Iceclan and the mutinous Glacierclan were now dealing with a massive rebellion. Frostclan and the infamous Stoneclan had now joined together to form a whole new clan, and together they fought. With my father as the leader, though he lacked the nine lives of a true leader. But his connection with Starclan was strong, very strong. When my brother and I became old enough, we too joined our fathers rebellion to fight against the evil dictator The battles were bloody but I soon learned the thrill of fighting and pleasure of taking lives of those who had destroyed so many. Disaster struck when Rippedstripe was struck down by enemy ranks in the midst of a bloody battle. Those loyal to him brought him back to camp were he died full of revenge and hate. Before he died, he, there was something he said.” She face contorted in thought and confusion. “He said to me…, born of betrayal and hate, cat with eyes of ice, you shall lead us out of these times of dark and shadow… these memories are shattered, I am sorry. Then with his dieing breath he whispered…. Come back to us and under the shadow of the mountain, shall our fate be decided…” and as he uttered these final words, he died…I cant really remember. The memories a just broken and scattered images nothing more… I remember my brother.“ She paused to steal a look at Russetpaw, the resemblance he shared with her brother was incredible. “Nightpaw told me to leave, to run away and keep the foretelling safe and return when the time was right. He said he would have to stay. But we vowed to find each other once more, his duty was to stay, and help lead the rebellion to victory.” She flicked her ears in shame and smiled meekly. “And so, I left.” She stated simply. “Oh yes, I left that cold and bloody mountain, and I hope to never set eyes on it again. If I see it in 300 moons it will be to soon!” She joked with an odd smile creeping upon her lips. “My memories after that are strewn and lost, though I somehow have this scar.” She tilt her head down to revel a twisted and knotted scar running from the back of her neck to the tip of her brow. “Beautiful, isn’t.” she joked flatly. She purred with amusement. “So,” she hummed, her lips curling into a toothy smile, “Whose got a story? Unless of course we could join you on a hunt?” She prodded Russetpaw. “What do you say?” She asked with a spirited wink.
(What site are you guys talking about? Is it the one you wanted me to join dapple? Because It wouldnt send me a password. *Wipes brow* wow storytelling is not as easy as it looks lol. Send me the Url of the site, maybe I can join! Yeah! Oh and Adderstrike, I needed a scary name, somthing threatening and menacing, so I went with it haha! Oh and omg Sorry I havent been on lately, I've been REALLY busy! XD peace!) !
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Rushkit
Apr 14, 2007 21:04:34 GMT -5
Post by russettail on Apr 14, 2007 21:04:34 GMT -5
"Sure I'm up for anything, but after that I wanna get some sleep" he yawned for a heartbeat and they got up and shook himself sending flying dust everywhere. His tail brushed Inkpaw's shoulder as she passed him and his jaws parted in a smile as he whispered "I'll catch something extra for you, if you want". He then moved out of the entrance to let Cinderflame pass nodding his head in respect for the deputy.
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Rushkit
Apr 16, 2007 16:29:53 GMT -5
Post by Thornpaw on Apr 16, 2007 16:29:53 GMT -5
A toothy grin parted her lips. “You really don’t think I’m going to sit back and let you have all the fun.” her tail grazed Russetpaw’s back, like sliver brushing the taste of a wildfire. “Don’t worry, I’ll spare some prey for the two of you, That is, If you can catch me.” She silver pelt rippled as she sprang up on her haunches and leaped forward, laughing. He green eyes were alight as se dashed through the woods only pausing for a moment to sneak a look behind her shoulder to gesture them onward with a quick smile then she disappeared into the underbrush with only the moon as her witness.
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Rushkit
Apr 28, 2007 16:03:42 GMT -5
Post by russettail on Apr 28, 2007 16:03:42 GMT -5
Russettail smiled before leaping in after her. He looked around, stunned for a minute before he glanced her tail dissapearing into a bush. "Wait up!" he yowled as he dashed after her. ((is this being scontinued somewhere else or here...))
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Rushkit
Apr 28, 2007 18:29:03 GMT -5
Post by Thornpaw on Apr 28, 2007 18:29:03 GMT -5
((I'll start a post in the marsh))
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