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Post by rex. on May 30, 2007 21:32:55 GMT -5
Not caring if she felt she had a point on him because he had supposidly fallen for her obvious 'trap' Risk snarled and held up a forearm to keep the she-cat at bay while defending himself until he had another opening. after all, he hadnt been hurt, and he had gotten a pretty good hit considering the fact that the fight just started. honestly unless your dead what kind of cat simply falls limp while they are still in your grasp?! he thought to himself, preparing for aqua to come at him
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Post by Rayvn on May 31, 2007 16:46:58 GMT -5
She saw his foreleg come up and knew she wouldn't get much damage in. she hit his leg then leapt back crouching defensively, waiting. She had gotten him to release her earlier, could she get him to attack though?
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Post by rex. on May 31, 2007 17:12:05 GMT -5
risk shook his paw with a coy smirk, acting as sarcastically as though she had hurt him by batting ihs paw away. was she just toying with him? Risk could tell that this cat was good, but she wasnt doing anything! shes waiting for me to make the move. he decided. crouching low, risk prepared to spring, but rather than leaping straight through the air at aqua, risk charged hard on the swamp ground, sending droplets of water flying. and instant before he met her, he abruptly turned to his side and skidded along on the soggy ground, hoping to slam into her front.
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Post by //Cindy// l u n a on Jun 1, 2007 17:31:44 GMT -5
Shimmer stifled a yawn. She knew that this battle would be exciting for her kits, who had never seen fighting, really, but Shimmer herself would much rather be in the fight herself. She ignored the urge to shout out, Hurry up already! and shifted around, fidgety with the desire to attack something. As she did so, her pelt brushed against Touslepelt's. Embarrassed, she quickly moved away.
Ice, still entranced, began to try to guess what the next move would be.
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Post by rex. on Jun 2, 2007 10:19:09 GMT -5
touslepelt turned his head suddenly to look at shimmer "are you okay?" this wasnt exctly a question out of concern, but more like 'whats wrong with you?' 'why are you trying to get all close to me?' or 'how are handling not being the one to fight'?
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Post by //Cindy// l u n a on Jun 2, 2007 12:11:57 GMT -5
Shimmer's eyes narrowed and a hiss escaped her. This was all the answer she gave, and all that she was planning to give. She hated herself at the moment: What was coming over her? She had never loved a tom since...
Shimmerheart lay in the nursery of her Clan. She was the only mother at the moment, all the other she-cats were working warrior duties. She was alone with Silverkit, her only son. He rolled on his back, batting playfully at her tail. Shimmer's eyes were round and soft, loving. Her warm heart made her help everyone in the Clan, but right now it was focused almost entirely on Silverkit. The rest of her love was searching the forest, wishing for Fang to come. She had last seen him when she had told him that she was pregnant with his kit; he had welcomed the news. The sun streamed from the sky, lighting up her white pelt. Suddenly, however, a shadow fell across her and blocked out the sun. She looked up into the bright green eyes of her beloved mate. "Fang, you're here! I'm so glad you came! But what if they find you?" Strangely, instead of responding, he smiled. But it wasn't an I-love-you smile, and Shimmerheart's chest clenched with confusion and fear as she recognized the grin as one that a rogue would give when they're telling you that they're about to try to kill you. Shimmerheart stood as Fang stepped forward, and suddenly flinched as his paw struck out. To her surprise, it didn't even come close to hitting her. Then, she looked down and saw Silverkit, limp and bloody, on the ground. "No, no... Why? I.." she trailed off as he began to advance toward her. She wanted to fight back, but she couldn't. Suddenly, she bolted away, running, running, until the thudding pawsteps behind her slowed and faded into the distance.
Shimmer inwardly cursed herself. Loving cats never ended up well. Who was she kidding? Of course Touslepelt had no feelings for her. She shouldn't, by her own law, have feelings for him! Her heart had become frigid that day, with such a lack of emotion that she had excluded it from her name. She had sworn that she would never love any cat ever again, and she hadn't... not until now. No, she was only fooling herself. Of course she didn't love Touslepelt! It was impossible. And yet here she was, wishing he loved her back...
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Post by rex. on Jun 3, 2007 12:16:33 GMT -5
ooc: turning into an interesting substory here Touslepelt watched her expression, though very descrete...was that a trace of sadness or regret on her face? what did she regret? figuring it was none of his business and wouldnt do him any good to know anyway, he turned back to the fight, his face just as sharp and uncharacteristic as every and his dark olive green eyes narrowed and set on his son.
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Post by //Cindy// l u n a on Jun 3, 2007 18:03:02 GMT -5
Her past, thoughts that she just didn't want, continued to plague Shimmer. She forced herself to turn her attention back to the fight, but somehow that only made everything worse. It reminded her of...
Frigid air whipped past, reaching Shimmer's skin as if her fur wasn't even there. Rain pelted from the darkened sky, soaking the light-hued feline through and through. Shimmer's eyes were half closed to block out the wet, but she could still see. Some of the lost daylight filtered through layers of thick black cloud, giving everything an erie look. Shimmer opened her jaws and breathed in, capturing millions of musty scents. She could feel the ease of movement, the grace and strength behind every step she took. It had taken her moons and moons to train her muscles and mind, but it was worth it. The coordination with which she moved, the flawless gait, everything was perfect. Just as she had dreamed it would be. Her heart thudded in her chest, so painful with every beat. Fury washed over her anew, and she had to control herself, forcing her claws back into their sheaths. And then the smell hit her, causing anger and remembrance to combine into one overwhelming emotion. Shimmer mastered herself, overcame the urge to flee, the urge to go back to her lonely den and hide. She instead followed her nose, bracing herself to walk against the wind – and walk into the storm. She caught a glimpse of something dark brown moving with a way only a cat could. Her orbs focused in, and she knew at once it was him. Fang. Her beloved, her hated. She stalked closer on soundless paws, until he was only a foxlength away, half hidden in leafy underbrush. His coat camouflaged so well that it was almost hard to see him. "Love, I'm here," she called, her tone biting, sarcastic, cruel. He turned to face her, and, in that moment, everything seemed to stop: Her cold heart stopped thudding, the wind and rain stopped biting into her flesh, and all movement ended. It was a moment to cherish. But it was only a moment. Before he could even respond with anything other then surprise, Shimmer had leapt. She wasn't in the mood for the harsh, long kills that she had done so many times in training on poor, innocent cats who happened to stray from their Clans. No, she wanted this to be over fast, she wanted the weight on her sagging shoulders to be lifted and taken away. He didn't even have time to fight back: He was dead before he realized what had happened. The snowy she-cat raised her head in triumph and yowled, letting it all out. And then it was gone.
Shimmer clenched her jaw, not letting herself think of anything but the pain she was currently causing in her tongue. She followed the fight with her eyes, but her mind was elsewhere, no matter how hard she tried to keep it where she wanted it. She took a deep, inexplicably difficult breath, and attempted to make herself calm down. She usually had such flawless self control. Why wasn't she able to use it now?
OOC: I agree...
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Post by rex. on Jun 4, 2007 22:12:58 GMT -5
a broad shoulder knocked into shimmer as touslepelt leaned into her trying to rouse her. quietly he whispered, this time more concernedly "are you sure you're okay?" without taking his eyes off of the two brawling cats, as to not attract the attention of the kits that words were being exchanged. "you looked like you were about to faint"
ooc: sorry if this is pping :/ i wanted him to seem somewhat caring....
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Post by Shmee on Jun 5, 2007 14:18:11 GMT -5
Luna continued to watch the fight. Her ears flicked back. She could hear the muffled voices of her mother and father, but couldn't make out any words. She turned her head and looked towards them, but quickly turned her attention back to the battle, fearing that she would get into trouble. She didn't know why she was afraid, but she was. Luna nuzzled closer to Ice, taking in his familar scent. She was no longer interested by the battle between Risk and Aqua. She was more worried about her parents.
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Post by //Cindy// l u n a on Jun 5, 2007 16:28:08 GMT -5
Ice licked his sister's ear. Sharing tongues, as mom had said they called it in Clan life, was always comforting to him. He hoped it would help his sister, who looked upset, though Ice was slightly to oblivious and excited by the battle to figure out why.
Shimmer tried to say that she was fine, but all that would come out was a quiet "I..." She swallowed the lump in her throat and nodded, avoiding his eyes. She couldn't say anything here, not in front of everyone. She had no one to talk to... it had always been that way. Why now was it so hard to keep on going? She finally forced her throat into cooperation, whispering, "Just... memories of the past." Not strictly true; it was memories of the past, but not just. It was how they seemed to be repeating themselves. She used to believe that she'd never feel the same way about anyone again. She had been right, up until now. She suddenly remembered this feeling. The feeling of trust. She didn't trust Touslepelt, she shouldn't. But why did she? Why did she want to tell him everything? The last cat she had trusted had killed her firstborn, his son and hers. She didn't want that to ever, ever happen again. She looked over at the kits, so close to each other. They really loved each other, she really loved them. She was sure, somehow, that Touslepelt would never hurt that. But what if he was just like Fang? What if he... Shimmer wanted so much to just let her legs give way, but she couldn't. She couldn't act weak in front of her kits or the two fighting cats. She shook her head, trying to clear her thoughts, not realizing that that might look like a 'no, I'm not okay,' gesture to the feline beside her.
OOC: This is becoming very interesting. It's strange; I never meant for Shimmer to actually fall in love with Touslepelt, it just sort of happened. It worked out well, actually...
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Post by rex. on Jun 6, 2007 0:10:29 GMT -5
ooc: panda+darky, shimmy+touse will comment later, i promise, im prepping for exams.
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Post by //Cindy// l u n a on Jun 6, 2007 15:53:55 GMT -5
OOC: Good luck! And yeah, I was thinking the same thing... Even more coincidentally, Shimmer hates Darkheart and Pandapelt hates Touslepelt (or that would make sense...)
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Post by rex. on Jun 8, 2007 23:02:42 GMT -5
we'll talk at a later time. he meowed seeing the mixed emotions on Shimmer's face- which was odd; usually her face was cold and set- completely void of any emotion at all. He didnt want this to be awkward with so many other cats nearby. odd. why would shimmer come and sit by me when she is not herself? if anything, wouldnt she avoid me? or was she just looking for attention? counless theories passed through the rex's head as his olive colored eyes watched the fight blindly, not paying attention due to his thoughts. When he came back to the glade, he saw the two cats were still fighting...why wasnt one of them dead yet? risk was stronger and larger than aqua. but aqua was more experience. Touslepelt didnt care who lost, he was dissappointed the fight had dragged for as long as it did already "Finish it!" The tom yowled to no-cat in particular
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Post by //Cindy// l u n a on Jun 9, 2007 10:00:28 GMT -5
Ice thought of complaining at his father's order. After all, it was so cool to watch the two fight. He was fascinated, eyes following every movement. Lithe forms made graceful moves, quick and dangerous. Ice would have been able to sit for hours watching, close with his siblings. But he didn't argue. His logic was that Shimmer would let them practice afterwards, let them attempt to use those same beautiful attacks and defenses on each other. Also, he was more than a little scared of his father, and didn't want to disagree with the massive tom. He looked over at his parents, and was mystified: His mother's expression was so different from how he usually saw her. It was as if she was trying to stop he emotions from showing, and she was failing. Usually she either was letting her feeling reign free or she fought and won by a long shot. Now it seemed a struggle, like the two sides were evenly matched... just like the battle currently taking place. Ice turned away, confused, and looked back at Aqua and Risk, trying to ignore the weirdness going on in the other direction.
Shimmer nodded, and stared at the ground, focusing entirely on getting herself back to her normal, composed self. She took a deep breath and tried to just let it all go with the air when she exhaled. Slowly, and not at all surely, her face became its usual unreadable mask. When Shimmer looked back up at her mate, her blue orbs were calm, no longer a window into the turmoil behind them. Her face was relaxed and set, no longer showing the strain of the haunting memories. "Yes, we can talk later," Shimmer whispered, her voice now businesslike, telling nothing. She looked into Touslepelt's eyes with a look that was a strange combination of meaningful and emotionless. Her now-cold gaze returned to the battling felines as Touslepelt yowled at them the command to hurry up. Shimmer had to say she agreed. After all, this was getting more than a little boring.
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