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Post by STREAMY ?! on Oct 14, 2007 10:50:29 GMT -5
Mistshine sighed. Go on. Her eyes reflected his expression, yet differently. Her own blue orbs were shining with loss and love, from long ago....
ooc-sorry...writers block =P
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Post by ::Fawn:: on Oct 14, 2007 13:39:04 GMT -5
OOC: I'm a little late, but it seems like Mistshine needs a little help, lol.
IC:
What's going on here? Fawnstar sighed, emerging from behind a fur tree, emerald eyes narrowed, and red brown pelt immaculate. She surveyed the scene, taking in Mistshine's strange expression, Jayfall's look of utter despair, and the death barries, scattered carelessly arround the two cats. Her eyes widened slightly, as horrible images began to race through her mind.
What's going on, Fawnstar? Creampaw poked a light pink nose out from behind the leader, her large ice blue eyes concerned. As her optics moved over the death barries, she gasped. What has happened here? she meowed quietly, her voice slightly frightened, her creamy ginger pelt bristled.
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Post by Hatchey on Oct 14, 2007 14:28:36 GMT -5
Jaystar looked at his leader and then back at mintshine then quietly mumbled life........... a sad story for me................ one worth dieing for...............
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Post by celestial on Oct 14, 2007 14:34:07 GMT -5
"Nothing is worth dying for but your clan, family, and love." Silverfeathr said watching the warrior's whiskers that seemed to be twitching with strong emotions most likely sorrow.
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Post by STREAMY ?! on Oct 14, 2007 16:45:11 GMT -5
Mistshine sighed, relieved that help had come. Interrupting the emotional moment, she meowed in Fawnstar's direction, This mouse-brain tried to kill himself with these. She pointed to the half-chewed deathberries behind Jayfall. I knocked them out of his mouth. Luckily for him. Then she frowned. Or not.
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Post by Hatchey on Oct 14, 2007 17:26:55 GMT -5
Jayfall sighed and looked at mintshine. She was pretty............. no what am i thinking! she the deputy!
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Post by STREAMY ?! on Oct 16, 2007 14:40:36 GMT -5
[[Mistshine. Not Mintshine =)]
[*~-Mistshine-~*] pointed her tail one last time towards the camp. Go on! But as she spoke, her eyes noticed something. His build, his shape, even his eyes were like an image of Lightning--or Lightningfrost, as he was before he abandoned her and RiverClan. It was as if she was staring at Lightningin in negatives--her previous mate had been black with orange eyes. But....no. Now she was deputy. And she had to focus on that. Not a mate. She would not betray StarClan and the warrior code. |
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Post by Hatchey on Oct 16, 2007 20:04:03 GMT -5
Jayfall sighed took at last look and turned to leave.
Nocture sat sighlently in a bush waiting for Jayfall to get closer.
Jayfall stoped as the rouge's sent hit is nose
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Post by celestial on Oct 17, 2007 18:34:59 GMT -5
Noticing Jayfall's sudden stop Silverfeather knew something wasn't right easpesially by the way he didn't seem to even move his tail. She scented the air and Growled, " There's a tresspasser."
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Post by STREAMY ?! on Oct 18, 2007 15:42:40 GMT -5
Mistshine narrowed her eyes. Be ready. Her voice came out low and deadly, so whatever was there could not hear her. He's behind the bramble bush. She pointed subtly with her tail.
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Post by Hatchey on Oct 18, 2007 16:35:13 GMT -5
Nocturne sprang, aiming for Mistshine, but he was intercepted by Jayfall.
Jayfall pinned him down and growled May Starclan have mercy on you Nocturne, cause i wont.
-major fight-
Both cats broke, both bleeding profusly and panting. Nocturne turned and fleed. Jayfall swayed then hit then ground. All went black
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Post by //Cindy// l u n a on Oct 18, 2007 21:44:40 GMT -5
OOC: If this isn't open I'll go away ;D
Dawnstorm padded slowly along the path, her feet wandering aimlessly. She didn't noticed which trees went by, didn't care. She would easily be able to find her way back to camp. The only thing she stared at were her paws stepping, one then the other, one then the other, each with different swirling colors of oranges, blacks, whites, and browns all jumbled up in a chaotic lack of pattern. Sometimes she wondered whether each hair was just a random color, speculating in her free time how her pelt might have become like this. That's all she really had: free time. She never talked to anyone, and so no one ever talked to her.
In her mind she was satisfied. Whenever anyone did talk to her, whenever she got close to anyone, it lead to misery and embarrassment. She strictly stopped her thoughts from straying to that ThunderClan tom she had met only so recently. The one person she was finally able to talk to had disappeared only a few days after she met him. No, she thought, chasing the painful thoughts from her head. She knew she should be happy, but her heart wanted to talk. Her mouth just didn't know how. And still she watched her paws, not even scenting out where she was going. One, then the other. One, then the other.
And then, quite suddenly, she wasn't alone. She had to keep from beginning to cry, run, or possibly curse. Just what she needed, others trying to talk to her. She hadn't seen where she had been walking, hadn't cared. This was her punishment for not paying attention. She knew she wouldn't be able to walk away unnoticed as she was standing right among the cats. Knowing they had seen her, she started to slowly back up, the expression on her face half full of misery, half full of terror.
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