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Post by sourmapl3 on Aug 15, 2007 0:32:40 GMT -5
Silver padded into the swamp area. Her paws were sinking into the ground; this soft mud was very annoying. Silver stepped back out of it and held her paw to look at. "Disgusting..." Smelly mud was all over it. She had herd this was territory to RougeClan. A clan that was heartless, but still a clan, and Silver hated clans. Although she might not mind this one. At the same time, she new she would, not being allowed to kill whenever she wanted to. Walking over to some grass by the swamp waters, that wasn't muddy. She cleaned off her two front paws, so they were silver again.
The smell of mouse filled her nose and mouth. She turned her head to where it was coming from. Silver saw a mouse eating a seed, and she immediately went into a skilled hunting crouch. Sneaking up on the mouse she pounced. Killing it in one blow from her paw. She sat down and ate it; she hadn’t eaten in a day or so and was getting very hungry. She dug a small hole and buried the bones. If a clan cat saw this, they would most likely try to kill her. But their efforts would be pointless, Silver was much more skilled then one would think.
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Post by //Cindy// l u n a on Aug 15, 2007 22:45:24 GMT -5
Darkheart yawned as his paws navigated the marshy land. It was easy for him; years of practice kept him from getting covered in mud. As he opened his mouth to scent for prey, he smelled something not from his Clan. His bright green eyes scanned for any flicker of movement and saw something in a nearby patch of green. A loner was burying some bones. Interested he stepped forwards. "Now, now. Don't put those to waste under this murky soil. Leave them out where other animals can snack." His tone was taunting, almost patronizing. He watched her, waiting for a reaction.
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Post by sourmapl3 on Aug 18, 2007 2:11:08 GMT -5
Silver was about to finish her business, when a cat approached her, most likely from RougeClan. But she wasn't sure of that clan’s scent, so she couldn't tell. Hearing the taunt in his voice she replied. "Oh! How could I ever forget." She replied in her taunting voice, she wasn't scared of this cat, and had no intensions of become afraid. She brushed away the soil in one paw motion, and waiting for the toms reply.
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Post by //Cindy// l u n a on Aug 25, 2007 20:39:07 GMT -5
"You must be quite forgetful," came his voice, smooth but with a strong current of laughter underneath. He smiled slightly, then added, "Of boundaries, not just prey." His tone was still playful and light, as he himself enjoyed trespassing. He was beginning to like this loner, and didn't mind her being on his territory. A good back and forth of insults was always worthwhile.
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Post by sourmapl3 on Aug 31, 2007 15:19:07 GMT -5
OOC: Sorry been away >.< I've told the whole story in the thread at Cinderheart den lol.
A meow of laughter escaped her parted jaw. "Maybe I am, then maybe I'm not." She replied to his comment about her forgetting her boundaries. She didn't forget at all she new she was coming right on two RougeClan territories, but she didn't care. Talking to this tom was an interesting conversation. "But I never forget a cat." again in her taunting tone.
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Post by //Cindy// l u n a on Aug 31, 2007 21:32:59 GMT -5
"Oh, I'm sure you won't forget me no matter the state of your memory," Darkheart replied, a threat hinted withing the taunting words. He was saying in a veiled way that this would not be an encounter like all the others, though why was, from his words, unclear. Or perhaps he was saying in a roundabout way that he was not your average cat. With his next quick phrase, he answered the questions his previous statement had left. "After all, I didn't become leader of RogueClan for nothing." He was proud of his position and not about to retire into the elders den or the jaws of death. His green eyes were laughing and proud as he told her this new key fact.
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Post by sourmapl3 on Sept 1, 2007 12:05:47 GMT -5
"RougeClan eh?" Silver smirked, she new all about the four other clans, with their love, and trust with each other. It made her sick, she hated them all. But she wondered about this RougeClan... Its not like she never heard of it, because she did. She new all the news through out the forest, that’s what traveling around, does to you. "Well if your clan is anything like the others, that’s more disgusting then this mud on my paw." She spat out the words 'the others'. But coolly said the rest of her sentence.
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Post by //Cindy// l u n a on Sept 1, 2007 21:55:49 GMT -5
Darkheart didn't look at all insulted. He merely laughed, replying: "Like the other Clans? Not at all. If your talking about that StarClan junk? Nonsense. We have no warrior code in RogueClan." He spat out the words like his mouth itself hated the Clans' warrior ancestors. His cold green eyes watched the loner, knowing that this was a possible RogueClanner-to-be. The other Clans all held with this greater-than-thou stuff, not letting loners in. Sure, his Clan was utterly disorganized, but the cats in it were diverse. Some had been born into his Clan, some had run from kittypet homes, some had been banished from their Clan lives. All of them were like him - cold, with varying levels of cruelness darkening their hearts and souls. None went by law or rules; if Darkheart tried to enforce order, he would be turned on in moments. Chaos and free will were the main aspect of his Clan's appeal.
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Post by sourmapl3 on Sept 1, 2007 22:06:49 GMT -5
"What I don't understand is how cats could believe such nonsense junk." Silver spoke about the StartClan they believed in. Resting her paw back to the uneven ground, she thought about some possibilities. This clan just might be her thing, no warrior code, no love or maybe even no trust. It seemed just like living her loner life but there were some ups. Food would be less of a trouble to find. Also sleeping under something for once would be a nice change. Silver had no actual territory she just wandered, finding a place to sleep when she needed to. But then again living with many other cats would be something she may never get use to. Breaking from her silent thoughts she had a question to ask. "Besides killing, hunting and such like that, what exactly are your clans motives?" She asked starting to take some real interest in this conversation.
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Post by //Cindy// l u n a on Sept 1, 2007 22:15:21 GMT -5
"Well, there really aren't many... We function much like other Clans, though a little less organized and a little more independence-based. Plus there aren't many rules. But what do you mean by motives?" All sarcasm had dropped from his now serious tone, though his eyes were still speculative and humor-filled. They were almost insulting her for nothing, or perhaps - as happened to be the case - he was always like that.
OOC: I'm too tired to produce a decent post... I'm going to go to sleep now...
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Post by sourmapl3 on Sept 2, 2007 14:53:11 GMT -5
OOC: Tis okay.
"Well I'm sure you didn't just create this clan for nothing?" She asked tapping her tail on the ground. Why would a clan of be created, just to fill it with evil hearted cats? Don't get her wrong she thought it was a brilliant idea. But there had to be a reason, and if she were even going to consider joining she would like to know all she could before she made that choice. She decided to voice her thoughts. "I mean a clan filled with dark hearts." She asked her voice still caring a tint of taunt, but it vanished with this next part of her sentence. "There must be a reason."
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Post by //Cindy// l u n a on Sept 3, 2007 20:27:34 GMT -5
Darkheart took a moment to think. Truthfully, he didn't know why his Clan had been created. So he simply took account of what he knew, took a few guesses, and made up a decent answer. "Well, the cruel, cold-hearted cats didn't have much of a place in the other Clans. I mean, ShadowClan wasn't about to take in some strangely evil ThunderClanner or anything. So cats who liked Clan life but not their Clan created a new place. Cats come and go here. During their stay, they listen to me - to some extent - and help with hunting and patrolling. You won't be stopped from leaving, but be careful; we may be disorganized, but treachery is not tolerated." Darkheart knew fairly well that this was not about to deteriorate into a fight. If this cat decided to come to RogueClan, she would follow him. But if she didn't, it was fairly obvious she wasn't about to start an argument now. Only idiot cats would purposefully create a battle where none was appropriate - especially not against the leader of RogueClan. His green eyes were almost slits as the watched her, and his muzzle curved into a smile. It wasn't warm or welcoming in the slightest, and yet it carried the same message as a kind nod of the head or inviting meow: he was signaling that she was now officially facing an offer to join RogueClan, and would have to make a decision.
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Post by sourmapl3 on Sept 7, 2007 15:48:34 GMT -5
"Disorganized I can handle." She smirked in reply about his clan. Thinking to her self. 'I handle that mad cat Dark all the time...This clan will be no problem.' She stretched her front paw that once had the swamp mud on it. The little that was left on had dried and made her paw feel stiff. She was about to give him the 'I don't follow anyone’s orders' look. But stopped her self after he said "To some extent." Sure if she joined she would listen to maybe a few things here and there. But of course she would make sure she followed her own way of doing it. She looked back to the cat, he seemed of been saying something to her. When his muzzle curved into a smile was when she new exactly what he wanted. Now was her one and only chance to join RougeClan. Her mind quickly thought about all the possibilities. If she refused that would be the end of it. She wouldn't bother getting into a fight with this cat, she would simply carry on the way she was going. But if she accepted it could open a whole new door of living. No longer would she travel from place to place each night to find a temporary living place. That would be something to get use to, she was after all a traveling cat. But just because she was in a clan didn't mean she couldn't go places. After a few moments of quick thinking Silver reply with a large grin on her face.
"I accept."
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Post by //Cindy// l u n a on Sept 7, 2007 21:32:24 GMT -5
"Alright, do you have any questions or anything?" His tone was mild, and although he had a slightly new aura of authority - he was now in charge of the situation - there were no commands in his eyes or voice.
OOC: I'm sorry for the terrible post....
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Post by sourmapl3 on Sept 18, 2007 15:14:30 GMT -5
"No questions." She smirked. Knowing her business was done here and she should go. "I'll just be checking things out." she meowed wanting to go look around. And maybe even stumble about the camp area. She began to think what she got herself into. Shaking the thought, she didn't need or want permission to go looking about. Knowing there was nothing else to do here. She stood up and walked past the cat.
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