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Post by » // Mysti . | on Aug 27, 2005 21:14:47 GMT -5
Fear. The very thing that flowed through the young kit's veins, the emotion that kept her running in a blind dash away from the horrible nightmare. Ears were lain flat in an attempt not shown in anger but to block out the demonic like screams of pain and suffering and of the attacking cats rage. Crimson liquid flowed freely from the scratches that lined her small frame; paws stung and began to crack open with each fleeting pawstep. She never looked back, never dared to look upon the horrific scene, but rather ran and kept at it until well into the night. By the time dawn came upon the land, the kit had befallen upon a land unknown to her, but without giving a care, with one last pawstep, she collapsed weakly to the ground. There were no more screams that filled the night air as the distance between the battle and her were very great, but the screams filled her mind. However much they haunted her, loss of so much of her own blood and too weak to go on, exhaustion finally overtook her and sleep was upon her. Little did she know that she had trespassed upon ThunderClan land, slumbering at the very edge of the Clan's border...
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Post by rex. on Aug 27, 2005 21:21:37 GMT -5
birchpaw was grumbling to himself as he walked throught the bracken heading no where. he had been to the gathering but left for a while while no one was looking. they were probebly glad to berid of him anyway. but birchpaw didnt care what they thoguth of him. he was fascinated at the thought of fighting a real rouge. suddenly he stopped and smelt the stench of fear so stron that he curled his lip back. someone was out there! birchpaw silently slink through the grass and brambles until he came upon the sleeping figure of a she-cat a bit younger than himself. he sat down infront of the kit and looked at it. it doesnt smell like a clan cat. maybe its a rouge!. birchpaw felt his heart pounding in his chest. and he rose and prodded the she-cat lightly on the head
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Post by » // Mysti . | on Aug 27, 2005 21:30:18 GMT -5
The poor young she-cat did not budge. Though, she felt the prodding touch, it had seemed sleep was a much stronger force upon her than her senses. Instinct told her to run, but common sense screamed for sleep. However, as the haunting screams echoed throughout her nightmare-ish dreams, a soothing voice beckoned her. "Amber. Amber. Awaken to the light and do not fear," the comforting voice called as the voices in the background faded away. "You'll soon find peace for a long while. Awaken."
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Post by rex. on Aug 27, 2005 21:35:16 GMT -5
"HEY! WAKE UP!" birchpaw said loudly. is she dead?! birchpaw wondered
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Post by » // Mysti . | on Aug 28, 2005 13:58:33 GMT -5
"Wake up," the mysterious voice said with a firm yet soft command. It began to echo as the battle scene began to fade away. Soon darkness overcame her dream, and only the voice remained as it too began to disappear. "Wake up," it said again, except with a little more vigor and more loudly as if a second voice had chimed in.
"HEY! WAKE UP!" With a jolt, eyes blinked open, and green eyes peered up to a another cat. A couple of seconds of delay passed, and she squeaked in fear, covering her head with her paws; eyes were closed shut.
"Please, don't hurt me," she stammard in fear.
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Post by rex. on Aug 28, 2005 14:28:18 GMT -5
birchpaw was ready if the intruder attacked him but instead it cowered! birchpaw studied the small she-cat and for some reason he felt a wave of pity wash over him. the apprentice shook the feeling off his mind and said "who are you? what are you doing in thunderclans territory?"
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Post by » // Mysti . | on Aug 28, 2005 14:30:15 GMT -5
Peeping through her paws, she stared up at him in fear and curiousity. "What is ThunderClan?" she asked in reply.
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Post by rex. on Aug 28, 2005 14:37:42 GMT -5
birchpaw stared at the small cat before him and he shrugged and said "oh it one of four clans here in this forest we are the best clan and....HEY WHY AM I TELLING YOU THIS?!"
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Post by » // Mysti . | on Aug 28, 2005 14:42:36 GMT -5
Hearing his shouting made the frightened she-cat cower away even more. With a stammaring voice, the young kit replied, "Because...I...I...asked." Witha little more boldness in her voice, she continued, "I have heard of these 'four' and 'clans' before in tales, but never seen them."
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Post by *~Sunny~* on Aug 28, 2005 15:16:16 GMT -5
A very small orange tom materialized out of the forest, emerald green eyes fierce. Silently, he looked at Birchpaw then at the other cat as she talked. When she had finished, he meowed, "Who are you, and what are you doing on Thunderclan territory?" the little tom asked.
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Post by » // Mysti . | on Aug 28, 2005 17:25:44 GMT -5
Ducking at little, she startled at the other tom's voice. Green eyes turned to meet his own and quickly glanced over his orange pelt. Gulping in fear, her heart pumped within her ears, hearing the loud thumps. Mouth remained shut, however, afraid and too shy to respond.
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Post by rex. on Aug 28, 2005 18:23:39 GMT -5
birchpaw could smell her fear-scent rising and he said "yeah what are you doing here? maybe we can help you get back" birchpaw was trying to put on a good show for his superior
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Post by » // Mysti . | on Aug 28, 2005 18:54:11 GMT -5
When she heard those words, however helpful they were, she froze. Green eyes went wide with unbelievably passionate fear, such fear that it was too emotion to describe. Hairs upon her back rose and tail fluffed up in response, but no angry reply was made. Rather, she clasped both forepaws together and with a desperately pleading tone, she replied, "NO! Please! Please, don't send me back there. Don't take me back there." Her voice squeaked in pitiful cry, "I don't want to go back to that...that...horrible place of pain, suffering, and...death"
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Post by rex. on Aug 28, 2005 18:57:34 GMT -5
birchpaw nearly lept out of his pelt is such an ammount of fear even possible?! he thought, placing a paw over his nose birchpaw stared at the she cat and he had no idea what he should say
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Post by » // Mysti . | on Aug 28, 2005 19:04:34 GMT -5
Silence befell them all. The words that she had spoken were very powerful indeed. However much fear she still had, it had seemed the excitement had been too much for her. The loss of so much became very apparent to her as she glanced over to the side of her shoulder, see a huge and deep gash, pouring forth. Weak and exhaustion overcoming her, she collapsed to the ground, saying, "Please, don't take me back there. Rather, let me sleep in peace, and if is too great, let me die in peace upon this peaceful and free land."
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