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Nov 10, 2008 17:57:13 GMT -5
Post by Mousefire on Nov 10, 2008 17:57:13 GMT -5
ooc: really? *smiles modestly* thanks! waiting for kash......
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Nov 15, 2008 22:02:30 GMT -5
Post by //Cindy// l u n a on Nov 15, 2008 22:02:30 GMT -5
ooc; yeah - it was really descriptive and interesting. --waits for kash--
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Post by rex. on Jan 7, 2009 1:36:52 GMT -5
ooc> sorry
IC> Touslepelt's ear flicked and he glared on just as he was at the Kittypet's words. he sensed movement from shimmer, and he thought, maybe, a difference in the air around her- maybe a spark of emotion slipped through? Tempted though, he was, to glance back and see if it was visible, he was not in the mood. The rex had quickly grown weary of this nuisance, and therefore had been drained of any desire to lay his eyes on something as rare as that. "I'm finished here." he said simply as he removed his paws and sauntered away from the prone tom. "I'm not going to tell you again or give you any more warnings. Go back to your two legs and don't come back here, or i will kill you, next time I see you out here."
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Jan 9, 2009 22:37:07 GMT -5
Post by Mousefire on Jan 9, 2009 22:37:07 GMT -5
"Thanks heavens!" Stalker spluttered, coughing as he tried to roll over. He painfully heaved himself to his stomach, wincing as it touched the ground. He lifted his head up a bit and flicked his ears, staring at the tom while trying to process completly what had just happened. Though she hadn't done anything, Stalker sensed that the "precious" she-cat had felt something when he'd made that remark, and the fact that he was suddenly being let go out of nowhere-AGAIN-striked him as odd. Unless.... He gave a slight sarcastic smile, sruggling as he heaved himself to his paws. Most of his chest was splattered with the blood he'd thrown up, but at least the idiot didn't seem to have done MUCH damage. "Crazies." he muttered angrily under his breath, slowly padding away on slightly steadier paws as he lashed his tail. No use trying to retailiate these bark-brain's anymore, it was clear the had less sense than a snail. "All you ever do is chase, corner, snap; chase corner snap. When will you and your little 'mistress' over there"-at those words he purposly aimed a gale of mud in her direction, though it hurt his legs-"ever get a life?" He knew it was a waste of words, but who cared! Those fish-fins had it in for them anyways!!! Apon hearing what he took to be the slightest strange noise, he suddenly started padding off as quickly as he could, to see if it was really what he thought it was.....
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Jan 10, 2009 14:37:01 GMT -5
Post by //Cindy// l u n a on Jan 10, 2009 14:37:01 GMT -5
Shimmer was shocked. She only showed it for a split second, of course, and even then her eyes were the only part of her that revealed anything. After that, she was her usual humorous self. If someone had been staring at her intently, they still could have easily missed the whole display. But they could have seen it, and Shimmer hated that she had slipped up at all. But this was quite the surprise - Touslepelt was letting the scum of a kittypet go? A bit insulted and very annoyed, Shimmer smiled with cruel laughter as the helpless kittypet walked away. He would go find his two-legs and they would do who-knows-what to him when the saw him in his very damaged state.
"All you ever do is chase, corner, snap; chase corner snap. When will you and your little mistress over there ever get a life?" What kind of idiot was this cat, Shimmer thought as she sidestepped the thick mud. Some of it splattered her elegant coat, and she easily held in the furious snarl that wanted to build in her throat. She didn't admit that the kittypet's childish actions had left a mark on her at all. She pretended not to care as she bent around and gracefully cleaned the dark splotches from her light fur. "Idiot kitten," she said softly. She wanted to know why Touslepelt had let the insolent thing go, but didn't want to display curiosity. She refrained from asking. She wanted to know Touslepelt's reaction, read his emotions before she showed any of her own, fake or otherwise.
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Apr 12, 2009 19:58:35 GMT -5
Post by rex. on Apr 12, 2009 19:58:35 GMT -5
Touslepelt was already walking away as the kittypet hollered his insults. he thought, though, that he may have seen a difference in Shimmer's expression as he stalked past her but as he made a double-take, it was gone- probably just his imagination, he figured. Touslepelt knew that he should have killed the kittypet...numerous times....but truth be told, for some reason, The rex had no motivation to kill the worthless feline. He pondered as he padded away about why this might be...what would he kill? After a moment he realized that the only thing his teeth and claws really cared for was RiverClan, and how indescribably wonderful it would feel for his talons to rip through Fawnstar's pelt and to feel her blood spill out over his paws...he closed his eyes and he paused for a moment to imagine the moment....
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Apr 20, 2009 18:32:32 GMT -5
Post by //Cindy// l u n a on Apr 20, 2009 18:32:32 GMT -5
Shimmer smiled as she casually analyzed the expressions on Touslepelt's face. With a mental whip, she lashed herself for examining the line of his jaw, his deep eyes and the strength and cruelty captured in his rippling muscles. She couldn't think about that. Refusing her face the right to show a little peephole into her mind. Instead she kept a flirtatious smile, a delicate and relaxed stance. She was in control, or so she told herself as she through Touslepelt's features for a sign of what he was thinking. She couldn't tell what exactly was going on inside his thoughts - unlike many cats, the rogue had reason not to keep his emotions on his pelt. She could see the anger, the bloodlust in his eyes. His mouth moved a bit - savoring an imaginary kill? Was he regretting not tearing the kittypet to shreds? No; he would go after the little thing of he wanted to. Or perhaps he didn't want to sink that low, look that desperate in front of Shimmer? Could he possibly care that much what she thought? An intriguing and disturbingly attractive idea, Shimmer disregarded it.
"How is Ice's training coming along?" Shimmer asked the question with delicacy, a little warning in her smoke-blue eyes. Touslepelt knew, Shimmer was sure, that if anything happened to Ice there would be only shreds of the leader rogue left, scattered beneath Shimmer's paws. Would I be able to destroy him? Shimmer left the question unanswered and pushed it out of her mind.
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Apr 22, 2009 1:04:50 GMT -5
Post by rex. on Apr 22, 2009 1:04:50 GMT -5
Shimmer's words broke into his thoughts and he clenched his eyes for a moment. His shoulder twitched with agitation. how should I know? He thought... the honest truth was that he hadn't done that much with the loner's son, but as he considered the youthful tom, he recalled how well he did on his last task (ooc: lets say ive been a bit more active with him ^^ ; ridiculous-it may have appeared to be- but, wading chest deep in a rather strong current for the whole day back and forth up and down a nearby stream without a scrap to eat- in Touslepelt's mind would teach endurance, tolerance, to overcome something as minor as hunger pains, not to mention other pains like the stinging of the cold water, or the occasional jagged rock- eventually once immersed in that difficult environment for long enough you learn to become numb to it...and thats exactly what Touslepelt had told the half dead tom when he was finally allowed to climb out of the water and awarded half a shrew, with hopes that ice may incorporate it in many other situations in his life... "just fine." He meowed vaguely without turning to face the she-cat.
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Apr 25, 2009 10:35:26 GMT -5
Post by //Cindy// l u n a on Apr 25, 2009 10:35:26 GMT -5
Shimmer had an overwhelming desire to dig her claws into Touslepelt, force him to explain every detail of her son's daily life, every lesson that he learned. She wanted him home, she missed him. She wanted him away from Touslepelt - because the unpredictable tom was harsh and dangerous. Was Ice eating enough? Was he doing well at fighting? Would he be a wonderful asset to Shimmer one day? Or to Touslepelt? Was he loyal to her? To himself? The questions burned through her mind, trying in vain to find a way out, a seam to split in the perfect prison she had built them. There was no escape, no possibility that Shimmer would give in and ask a single one of those questions. Her face remained calm and just a little flirtatious. Her tail continued to flick back and forth in a lazy, comfortable kind of way.
She wanted to speak, to say something to him, but she wasn't sure what. She was in the mood for games now, and also had a fury blazing silently inside her. She wanted to fight. She wanted to spar with Touslepelt, see if she matched him in the art of battle. So she took the conversation in a direction that might lead to such a thing - "And have you fought any Clanners recently - or are you giving your cause a little rest." Her voice was filled with taunting as she jabbed subtly at how he had just let the kittypet walk away virtually unscathed.
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Apr 25, 2009 10:50:32 GMT -5
Post by rex. on Apr 25, 2009 10:50:32 GMT -5
Touslepelt did not need to look at Shimmer's face to see that she was burning with questions. He had been around Shimmer enough that there was not point in looking her in the eye, which was partially the reason why he had his back to her; he could almost feel the atmosphere around Shimmer change after his response to her concerning her kit and he could tell she was not satisfied with his answer. Touslepelt had never liked the way Shimmer hid her expressions, but yet again, he thought of it as a game to decipher what she was thinking; choice of words, the time it took to say them, on rare occasions eye movements, but in this case he could faintly tell just by her aura. Touslepelt knew she put alot of effort into containing her emotions especially from him after her breakdown several moons ago, and He was about to shatter her belief that she was unreadable by saying "is there something you would like to know?" but just as his lips parted to form the first words, he heard a challenge.
"As a matter of fact, my dear" he meowed, throwing in those last two words just to throw her off "I have had the occasional visitor from time to time. If you are referring to me having killed anycat recently, I must admit that i haven't because now is not yet the time to start a war...that will be later." Turning to her, he felt his spine prickle with agitation even though his rexen fur would not allow for his hackles to raise he could tell Shimmer wanted something. Touslepelt looked at his guest with a coy expression, tail flicking and meowed "Was there something you were implying by that statement, Shimmer?"
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Apr 26, 2009 16:10:13 GMT -5
Post by //Cindy// l u n a on Apr 26, 2009 16:10:13 GMT -5
My dear? The beaten down, submissive emotional part of Shimmer's brain wanted to focus on that, but she barely let the though surface. She knew perfectly well that the tom was only trying to confuse her, mess with her mind. So she focused on his expression, the little signs of annoyance that satisfied her desire to get to him. She had touched a nerve - and even just that he was trying to set her off with excuses. She didn't even smile, didn't let on that she had noticed her success. Why should she? It was so much more fun to play the part of the stupid beauty she looked.
But he was not disguising what he noticed - he asked straight up if she was implying anything. She smiled as responded, a question instead of an answer. "What would I be implying?" She wanted to keep the banter going, hopefully to get some answers out of him about Ice. Besides, she was bored and in a cold mood; there was little that would make her happier than getting Touslepelt angry. Because anger was really only an emotion, and getting him angry meant that he was weak. And the comparison would boost up her own confidence, show both of them where the power lay.
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Apr 27, 2009 23:05:33 GMT -5
Post by rex. on Apr 27, 2009 23:05:33 GMT -5
Touslepelt could feel the tension mounting between them, the longer the two waited with each response. His tail lashed again- but not so much out of aggravation now...Touslepelt stepped a bit closer to the she-cat, they were a few tail lengths apart now. The tom tilted his head ever so slightly and squinted his eyes a little, trying to mentally claw his way into her mind. "Why, Shimmer..." he meowed slowly "what would you do if i told you that...I have always gotten the impression of you as a matriarch, but never as a bedeviling queen. You know i never tell my plans to others, and you come in here thinking that just because we once had sexual relations, I am going to tell you everything, just because the subject of the matter is from your womb. Don't forget; He is just as much mine as yours, and what I choose to do with him is none of your business. and He knows that. You made up your mind many moons ago that his future was to be placed in my paws, stop with the ambiguous nuts..and get on with your life" Touslepelt hoped that she would not take his advise constructively- he was actually hoping for quite the opposite. It seemed to him, that at this moment, they wanted the same thing...with slight variations ...for each of them...
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Apr 29, 2009 18:27:53 GMT -5
Post by //Cindy// l u n a on Apr 29, 2009 18:27:53 GMT -5
Shimmer listened to his words, and although they embarrassed her to the very core she smiled slowly, a cruel sneer. She had noticed that most flinched at words that seemed out of place or too frank - she easily controlled that natural reaction. Instead, she looked straight into his eyes, narrowed to slits. He was trying to get something out of her, and she was beginning to get an idea of what. But his words inflamed her pride and anger, so she answered with sentences equally sharp:
"I see - you don't wish to tell me that you have no plan? That you are going blind, you don't even know how to train my son? You're hiding behind your mysteriousness, but don't think you can hide from me. And don't ever think you have any power over me. I can see that going through your mind right now. Will I obey you because of some long-forgotten physical contact we had? No - you don't understand. I may care about my son, but his father? I would kill without flinching, if I thought it a move that would win me popularity." She was, for the first half of her speech at least, lying through her teeth - convincingly, but not to her full capacity. Because that was her little game; playing dumb. She assumed that Touslepelt had a plan, but wanted to see which of her accusations made him react. The end was only half a lie; she still cared about Touslepelt, but if she would gain power by killing him, and if, realistically, she would win the fight, he would be stone-cold and lying in the dirt.
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Apr 29, 2009 22:34:02 GMT -5
Post by rex. on Apr 29, 2009 22:34:02 GMT -5
ooc> ah! I wrote s h it where it says 'nuts' in 'stop with the ambiguous nuts' lol i didnt notice before!
Touslepelt began to chuckle as Shimmer was speaking, and shook his head at the ground; only half paying attention- because, even after hearing barely a sentence, Touslepelt could tell she wasnt being completely truthful...he just heard it as noise; as her saying things just to be the antagonist... true, he was an older tom, a good seven or eight seasons old, but he definitely did not have the desire to crawl into a den and be pampered for the rest of his miserable, useless life, like the cats back in the clans did...no. Touslepelt was still able bodied and felt just as strong and swift as a newly made warrior especially when charging into battle or when he felt his claws suddenly break surface of the pelt on his opponent, and feel the warmth of fresh flowing blood seep in between his pads...
what other approach could he take that would upset Shimmer more? "Long, and forgotten?" he meowed in false surprise. "I definitely haven't forgetten..." he took another pace forward with a wicked, deviant smile that showed his fulvous tinted fangs. Touslepelt had a good feeling that this may push Shimmer into doing something more drastic than hiding her little facial expressions.
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May 2, 2009 11:26:05 GMT -5
Post by //Cindy// l u n a on May 2, 2009 11:26:05 GMT -5
ooc; haha! I was wondering about that. Where are we going with this thread, by the way? I want Shimmer to keep her pride, not get all emotional. But other than that, I'm fine with almost anything that makes sense with the characters.
Touslepelt was a good actor, but not quite as good as Shimmer. And it takes one to know one - she could tell he was playing with her. His surprise wasn't exactly right. He was doing something - tricking her into giving him her body again? Trying to just mess with her mind, upset her? She hated that she was flattered by his attempted manipulations, and hated that they were so close to working. So she kept playing dumb, wondered how long it would last until he figured out that she was much cleverer than she was letting on. She would make his little game backfire.
"Oh really? Was in the highlight of your career?" Her snarl was sarcastic, almost flirtatious. She watched him carefully through sapphire-gray eyes. She would out-play him in this, if only because it was a competition and she needed to win.
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