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Post by rex. on Aug 29, 2007 18:51:39 GMT -5
The sun was rising but was hidden behind swaths of grey murky clouds. the lighting had an eerie sort of effect on the meadow in which a rexen tom traveled across. there were strings of mist in the air that swirled in the tom's wake, but they made it difficult to see too far ahead. Touslepelt knew these lands were dangerous; snakes were known to be abundant here abouts and no cat- no matter their strength or reputation would be guaranteed to survive a bite.
Never the less, the tom trekked on toward the direction he knew to be a correct from the scents of kits and a she-cat that had stuck to the earth. 'Shimmer may have been teaching her kits to hunt' he reminded himself- suddenly doubting the trail 'or perhaps taking them on a tour of some sort...' Touslepelt hated that he couldn't see. But his worries were cast aside as he made out the shape of a den in the gloom ahead. quickly (yet precariously) he padded on until he was right in front of it. there were no Snakes or pits where The she-cat had wisely placed her home. but even so he decided against entering the shelter, and meowed "Shimmer. It's Touslepelt...um. you home?"
Obviously the tom was not accustomed to requesting permission before entering another cat's home....or territory.
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Post by //Cindy// l u n a on Aug 29, 2007 22:13:39 GMT -5
A cold but laughing voice sounded from outside the den behind him. "I can see who it is and no, I wasn't."
Her laugh was humorless and she padded inside her den. If she was annoyed that he had entered without her even being home she didn't show it. That didn't mean anything with Shimmer of course, but somehow around Touslepelt she wanted to tell the truth. Her heart fluttered as she looked up at him and her orbs narrowed, her expression becoming more guarded - she had something to hide. It scared her that he was here. She wasn't afraid of him nor worried about any news - it the feeling she could sense stirring inside her. She tried to keep herself from wondering what he though of her, but couldn't. What if he simply viewed her as some cat who was stupid enough to mate with him? He had been taking advantage of her, but what if that had changed? What if he had the same - but no, that was simply impossible. She knew of her own beauty, but to Touslepelt she must be just that. The idea that she was beneath his notice was comforting, if frustrating, but there was one vital flaw; he was sitting here in her cave-like den right now. Not many cats made the dangerous journey across her territory; adders and pitfalls littered her land as commonplace as trees in a forest. Finally she regained enough control of her mind to calmly speak again.
"Why are you here?" She didn't let herself wonder, knowing that it would only lead to more nervousness. It would look stupid if she suddenly lost control over her expressions and broke down. It would be worse, in fact, than some idiotic mistake. It would be the end of her. Oh, no. Her memories reminded her once more that I know what this feeling is. I'm in love. This is pathetic. How, after all that happened, could I be so foolish? Again? She cursed herself silently, cursed her weak, soft self. She realized that she had let a flicker of her feelings out through her misty blue eyes and simply prayed, to who she didn't know, that Touslepelt hadn't noticed.
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Post by Miss Midnight|| on Aug 30, 2007 7:00:16 GMT -5
Ooc: Oi, I interupt all your threads, sorry. But can Yen just like, hang around in the shadows?
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Post by //Cindy// l u n a on Aug 30, 2007 11:26:57 GMT -5
OOC: Can you wait a little? I don't know... but I think that this is going to become like Shimmer breaking down in tears or something, and she wouldn't ever do that with Yen around... But she will have to introduce her newest to Tousle at some point, little as she may want to.
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Post by Miss Midnight|| on Aug 30, 2007 14:51:12 GMT -5
Ooc: Alrighty, I shall check back later.
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Post by rex. on Aug 30, 2007 19:20:02 GMT -5
Touslepelt didnt look the least bit shocked at The silvery she-cat's sudden appearance. His voilent dark green eyes followed Shimmer as she slipped past him into her den, so to face him. Upon hearing her question, he opened his mouth and inhaled to answer when he noticed an odd- or at least different expression on the she-cats face.
Opting not to show or mention that he noticed, he blinked and finally spoke '..I am here to request the use of your kit.' he meowed simply. Before going into detail about why he needed Ice, he thought it'd be better to give Shimmer the sparknote version first and see how she took it.
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Post by //Cindy// l u n a on Aug 30, 2007 22:52:36 GMT -5
Shimmer wanted to ask him what in all of the forests he meant by that, but refrained. She kept her voice level and said simply, "Go on." Her voice was void of any emotion whatsoever - she couldn't both hid her feelings and fake different ones; she simply didn't have the energy. In fact, just being around Touslepelt seemed to drain all the live out of her until she was almost at the point of collapse. How he did this, she didn't know. Her previous mate, Fang - she inwardly shuddered with anger even to think of such a name - hadn't caused this reaction. Perhaps it was the hiding of her true feelings that tired her mind out so much. She knew that the raging emotions inside her were enough to cause a typhoon, and holding back the flow could easily create fatigue. But there was one more worry to add to her growing list - if he was planning to have a long meeting, she wouldn't be able to hold out. Her mental exhaustion was so great that it spread into her limbs and she knew that her legs wouldn't hold up much longer under the strain. She stepped over to the clump of moss and dry grass that made up her bed and gracefully lay down, losing her balance slightly at the very end of her descent. She drew her tongue over a front paw, ignoring the tickling itch of the hay against her skin.
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Post by rex. on Sept 6, 2007 13:47:03 GMT -5
feeling relaxed at her intrigued reply, Touslepelt felt comfortable to sit down...his paws were damp and cold, and he tucked them under his tail. 'As you well know...' He began, 'We have over thrown the leader of ShadowClan...but unfortunatly, we didnt suceed in whiping the clan out. I have picked up trails of information that they are being sheltered by ThunderClan...and THAT is a problem...You see....' The rex slowed his speech to explain his thoughts to Shimmer, who, although he couldnt tell by her expression, he assumed would be confused as to where this whole conversation was leading to. 'By fleeing for the safety of another clan, they have consequently let ThunderClan know of their ordeal; that I am trying to take over...i dont believe they know my real intentions...but my fear is that they are going to let it slip to RiverClan and WindClan what has happened...I'm not too worried about Gatherings. At this point in time, the Clans may be too on edge to TRY to attend a Gathering, but Patrols may pass information...a messanger may run off to the other clans and warn them before I can make my move...Alot of things might pop up, and I have to know about it...do you see where I'm going with this?'
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Post by //Cindy// l u n a on Sept 7, 2007 20:51:37 GMT -5
OOC: So that we don't spend too long on this thread...
Shimmer's mental exhaustion had reached a point where she didn't dare speak in fear of her voice cracking and the turmoil withing leaking out. Shimmer knew that if she let even the smallest drop out, it would all come, forcing even the tiniest opening wider until it would all gush out, everywhere, and she would end up telling Touslepelt everything. But he had asked her a question, she needed to respond. She did get what he was hinting at - a spy would be needed, and an innocent seeming one - but she was working so hard to keep up the state of calm emptiness that filled her expressions that she couldn't formulate an answer in her head. Finally, pressing her claws into the moss and against the stone underneath, she forced out speech. "I, you mean..." But before she could keep it up, her feelings brimmed over. She could hold more than most cats, but she knew that she would explode if she kept it all in. She had three options: Suddenly run away, not explaining - this was stupid, Touslepelt would think of her as some idiot who couldn't face the fact that he wanted one of her children as a spy; try to hold it in - she knew this would be a loosing battle, or just let it all out. The last was better than the other two as she would make less of a fool of herself.
As soon as she had decided, a feeling of heavy tiredness along with calm came over her. She took a deep breath, knowing that going back would only be worse, and started. "Look, I can't hold all this in any more. I.. I always keep my emotions to myself. Ever since..." she had half a mind to stop, this wasn't a story she wanted to share, her weak past and pathetic path to now, but she couldn't, instead plowed right ahead. She didn't care anymore what Touslepelt thought of her; even if he hated her afterwards, getting this all out was first priority. "I grew up in a meek Clan, and we barely learned how to fight. There wasn't anything dangerous out there. Then, one day, I was out enjoying a sunrise and I met a loner tom. He was so mysterious, I instantly fell in love with him. That was my first mistake. I was sure I'd never make it again... I bore him a kit, a son. My second error. I didn't tell anycat in my Clan who the father was. They didn't press me. Then, when my kit was about a half-moon old, Fang - the tom - arrived in the nursery of my Clan. He didn't seem to care that just outside the ferns were other cats. But he hadn't come to meet his son. He killed my kit, and I ran. This was smart of me; in my untrained state I would never have been able to fight him. So I lived on my own. I killed cats from my Clan, took them on in groups, and picked off all the loners in the area. I trained myself in all the skills I have now except perhaps hunting." She let out a humorless laugh at her own humorless joke, then kept on going, not giving Touslepelt a chance to stop her. "Then I sought him out. I ended his life in seconds. I knew that I'd never love again. My heart was cold. Was. I joined a Clan - RogueClan - and immediately hated the leader. I left only a few moons after I'd joined. Darkheart is such an idiot. But then, I met this tom. He was gathering an army to attack the Clans, and I liked him - not emotionally, of course - and took advantage of that. But it had an effect I hadn't anticipated. I didn't recognize love; if I had we would've been enemies long ago. But now, Touslepelt, I can't change it. I don't know how I could've let it happen again, but here I am, unable to stop myself from telling him all this that he surely doesn't want to know." She had begun to watch him unblinkingly, her blue eyes taking on a quality little seen in their depths: she was pleading, in pain, almost wishing that Touslepelt would make it stop and almost wishing that he'd say he loved her back. The orbs were as sharp as always, but now in a different way.
Finally she turned away, staring instead at her paws which were hurting with tension, still pushing against the hard boulder beneath them. She was wearing down her needle-sharp claws, and the strange though came into her head, completely randomly, that she would have to sharpen them later. It was such an oddly normal though to have during such an unusual moment.
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Post by rex. on Sept 7, 2007 21:56:23 GMT -5
Touslepelt started quite calmly at shimmer as she carried on before him, seemingly oblivious to his original quiestion. Many she-cats had thrown themselves at him blindly, and he was used to it...but, he had to admit to himself though, he was rather suprised that he was hearing this from this one. The Rex felt nothing for this she-cat. Love was something he had no time for. love was a tool, and a foolish thing. And what was left after love was gone from Touslepelt was lust, and he had a small urge to mount Shimmer when her back was turned (tee hee). BUT, his conscience getting the best of him, the tom stayed sitting where he was, but giving his shoulder a lick or two to calm him down, before meowing slowly 'Shimmer, I dont think you and I are having the same conversation.' He was throwing the queens speech completely over his scarred broad shoulders! 'I came here to ask if it would be alright with you if i took Ice=(ooc: right? lol i forgot)= away with me for a little bit. I'd train him, and use him as a spy, to aid me in my preparations. and then i will return him to you.' The tom fell blatantly silent waiting for an answer. not a love preech or tears or time-consuming heart to hearts.
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Post by //Cindy// l u n a on Sept 7, 2007 22:09:04 GMT -5
Instead of replying, Shimmer quietly meowed, "Give me one moment." Her voice was still full of emotions, and she closed her lids over the eyes with all their feelings. She took in a breath and almost immediately looked back up at Touslepelt. Any trace than anything had just happened had rolled off her on the outside, but on this inside she was calm, much more at peace. Rejection she could accept. At least Touslepelt wasn't trying to trick her. Although she actually hated the idea, didn't trust Touslepelt at all no matter what her emotions said, her voice was calm and almost sarcastic, a casual tone that she so often used. "It's not up to me." She didn't give him any more answer then that, her blue eyes teasing and challenging with no hint of the heart that they had just revealed. She was waiting for him to ask her to go find him, and she was going to make him ask. The more she though about it, actually, the better his plan sounded: Yen would get no chance to seduce her kit, not if he was away and training. It would be easier to get rid of the pest if her friend was away. Shimmer looked sharply at Touslepelt and said in a soft, deadly purr, "Oh, and if he does go, you had better hope he doesn't die, Touslepelt." She smiled, an almost kind expression but for the teeth that sharply showed. She wouldn't mind killing Touslepelt, not at all. If he was dead, then the emotions would fade.
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Post by rex. on Sept 7, 2007 22:20:56 GMT -5
Touslepelt smiled back and replied just as sarcastically 'I'll do what I can.' Touslepelt was well aware now, what may happen to him if Ice were to die, but rather than giving Shimmer assurence, he thought he'd play her game a little bit. Suddenly changing tones to a more firm one, he questioned the she-cat importantly 'where might I find him? Its rather ergent that we begin as soon as possible.'ooc: short post. but you know you liked the naughty thoughts touse was having a bit ago...so that makes up for it.
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Post by //Cindy// l u n a on Sept 9, 2007 18:08:26 GMT -5
"I let my kits roam where they please. You could search for him, however." Although the sentence was completely true, it didn't include the entirety of what Shimmer knew. She was well aware that her son was scouting out scents on ShadowClan territory so that he could tell Shimmer what was going on and who had the place under control. But she wanted Touslepelt to have to admit weakness; searching out the Black Meadow was something no cat would want to do. She had completely gotten over her emotions for the time being, and the fact that Touslepelt was relying on her gave her something of a satisfaction. She and her children were the only cats who felt safe in such a dangerous terrain. Even the toughest warriors could trip and fall into a ditch or be severely injured by the huge rats that hid so well from the unsuspecting eye...
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Post by rex. on Sept 30, 2007 18:57:32 GMT -5
Gazing at the she-cat coldly he meowed "am i to assume that by that statement, that you wish for me to roam your territory as I please?" The tom swished his rexen tail behind him as he took a pace toward the exit. "May you at the very least give me an idea about where he may be before i set out?"
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Post by //Cindy// l u n a on Sept 30, 2007 19:38:40 GMT -5
Shimmer laughed, a sound that could be joyful if the cold eyes and sarcastic smile had been replaced by a more warm expression. She saw no point in going on like this any farther, so she said, her voice still echoing the laugh, "He is looking into ShadowClan territory... scouting out scents, say. I suppose that-" but she suddenly stopped what she was going to say - something about it being a useful skill - and turned her head to the entrance. At first it was hard to tell why, at least by sight; nothing had changed in the meadow or rocky area while Touslepelt and Shimmer had conversed. With a cat's nose, however, the change was obvious after only a second. A new feline scent could be smelled, although the reek of fox-dung was strongly covering it up.
Within moments, it was clear visually as well why Shimmer's head had turned: A young white tom, his curly fur soaked with strongly-scented mud, shook off in another futile effort to rid himself of the vileness without having to wash off with his tongue or in a stream. "Hey mom," Ice meowed, then seemed to suddenly notice that his mother was not the only one present. "And Touslepelt," he added cautiously, dipping his head. His blue eyes were slightly narrowed, as if he was trying to figure out what was going on. Remember he reeked of fox-dung, he backed away awkwardly. "I'll go wash off in a stream somewhere," he mewed, his voice full of embarrassment.
OOC: I'm going to give away Ice.. but I'll make sure I give him to someone active who's a good RPer & who will do well with the sub-plot here... I'll continue to RP him until he's adopted.
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