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Post by Miss Midnight|| on Oct 29, 2008 19:42:29 GMT -5
Strifeheart The moon rose high in the inky blackness of the sky, stars dotting the vast atmosphere. The leaves flittered in the cool breeze that blew past, some breaking off and fluttering to the ground to add to the growing amount of litter on the ground since the weather had turned much cooler. Strifeheart sat close to the edge of the musical bubbling of the stream, his light multi-colored fur washed in enchanting moonlight, setting it a blaze with white fire. His head was tilted downward, impossibly blue eyes gazing wistfully into the moon-bathed water. They sparkled with sadness, as clear as the liquid moonlight below him. Strifeheart blinked at his reflection, a leaf that had spiraled down into the water suddenly covering the mirror image of his face. He sighed and with much reluctance, looked up and gazed through the trees. The woodland seemed spooky at nighttime, more foreboding than it ever did in the light. The warrior shivered, the cold draft beginning to seep through his fur. He despised being alone, but if that were so… why wouldn’t he let anyone in?
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Post by //Cindy// l u n a on Nov 1, 2008 10:42:09 GMT -5
OOC; I'm having I-dont-know-which-character-to-bring problems. So many choices! Shadow, Shimmer or Dawn (Dawn is my RiverClanner who's terrified of other cats. Problem is, she has a mate who is on the verge of inactive so I can't do much with her)
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Post by snowstorm on Nov 1, 2008 19:57:18 GMT -5
ooc: mind if i join mids ic: Summermoon padded up to the silver spring. She looked up at the stars and moon and let them reflect in her eyes. she sighed and looked around taking in Strifeheart. "Hello Strifeheart." she said padding over. She recongnized the look of sadness in his eyes. Her expression softened as she sat next to him. "Are you alright?" she asked.
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Post by Miss Midnight|| on Nov 2, 2008 18:00:59 GMT -5
OOC: Sure you can, Snowy! You can go ahead and bring Dawn in, Cindy. I’m sure this random thread won’t change the course of her relationships.
Strifeheart The young tom stifled a flinch at the voice that broke the crystal clear silence, even though the voice was very soft. Strifeheart’s stunning eyes blinked twice, his face turned toward the trees, almost as if he hadn’t heard her. His pink tongue rasped over his chest to smooth out his ruffled fur, still not turning to face his Clanmate. I’m fine. He lied. His voice was quiet, barely above a hushed whisper, but it was very calm. Strifeheart sat on his haunches, curling his tail around his forepaws tightly, reservedly. He half-hoped she would get bored of pestering him and leave, but the other half of him cried out for her company. The warrior’s ears twitched slightly at the thought of him actually wanting company, it was a feeble flame of hope that would be blown out soon. After all, he never asked for any sort of companionship.
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Post by snowstorm on Nov 2, 2008 18:33:47 GMT -5
ooc: do you have a mate for him yet?
ic: Summermoon padded up beside him and looked him square in the face. "Nice try" she half laughed. "I recongnize your sort of face."
{she means how he wants to be alone but doesnt}
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Post by Miss Midnight|| on Nov 4, 2008 7:42:24 GMT -5
OOC: He’s still recovering from losing his best friend, so now isn’t the best time for him to be looking for a mate. Know what I mean?
Strifeheart The she-cat startled him when she came around to look him in the eyes, making the fur along his spine prickle with unease. He raised to his paws and back away from her a couple of kitten-steps. Strifeheart wasn’t comfortable with anyone getting that close to him, it bothered him. I’m not very good at hiding my feelings anymore… He thought silently. The young tomcat’s tail flickered at the tip nervously and his whiskers twitched a few times, brilliant blue eyes glancing down at the ground. I said I was fine. Strifeheart meowed softly.
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Post by snowstorm on Nov 4, 2008 17:34:46 GMT -5
Summermoon took a quick step back and apologized. "I'm sorry I'll just leave you alone then" she said quickly.
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Post by Miss Midnight|| on Nov 11, 2008 16:51:31 GMT -5
Strifeheart The warrior flattened his dark ear against his skull with guilt, had he offended her? If he had, it was totally subconsciously; he hadn’t meant to do any harm. The tip of his tail flickered nervously, his paws kneading the ground very slowly and unnoticeably. You don’t have to go. Strifeheart muttered quietly, keeping his blue eyes from hers as he focused them on a leaf without interest. He wasn’t used to this, he wasn’t used to communication in general. Some cats had learned to leave him be, finding it utterly impossible to force a conversation out of him. Other cats could tell from his body language that he wasn’t up for pure, friendly conversing and so they avoided him as well. Strifeheart played accordingly, not speaking unless need be, but this was one of the rare occasions he was feeling so lonely that he couldn’t bear to let this fellow Clanmate leave him this way. He didn’t want to be swallowed into the darkness of being alone at the moment. Sometimes the choking blackness was bearable and he was able to keep himself together. Other times, his heart ached when somebody tried to make acquaintance with him, wanting them to keep talking, maybe that could keep him from falling into that lonely state of mind. Strifeheart’s jaws parted as if he were going to say something else, but he snapped them shut softly and held is tongue as he waited for her response.
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Post by snowstorm on Nov 11, 2008 21:42:58 GMT -5
Summermoon studied him with her amber eyes. "i know its not my buisness but, you seem in deep thought and i was curious as to what going on in that head of yours." she purred. "also you seem sort of distracted.'
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Post by Miss Midnight|| on Nov 13, 2008 16:21:24 GMT -5
Strifeheart He lifted his head up a little, magnificent sapphire eyes glancing into the other’s amber. She looked concerned enough, and also very kind and patient. Strifeheart held his breath and sat down once more, tail tightly wound around his front paws as he had done before. He sighed very quietly, trying to find something else to look like he could be distracted from her stare, but he found no success. He unwillingly locked gazes with the she-cat, looking as though he was feeling more awkward as the seconds ticked by. I’m sorry if it seems that I’m trying to get rid of you… The young warrior explained hesitantly, immediately watching another bright red leaf swirl into the moonlit stream. He spoke as he watched the leaf be carried away with the slow-moving current, I’ve been thinking about the past too much. Thinking of things that can never be undone… His tone was undeniably grim, and sadness sugarcoated the grimly put words effectively.
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Post by snowstorm on Nov 13, 2008 19:03:46 GMT -5
Summermoon nodded her head in understanding. When his saphire eyes stared into her amber ones her breathe caught, it was something she wasn't used to. "The hardest thing" she began. "Is to move on from those things that cause you pain." she looked at him, sincerity and trust showing in her eyes. "If you ever need to talk to someone about something, I am always easy to find." she purred her musical voice ringing. [[sorry if it dont make sence]]
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Post by Miss Midnight|| on Nov 14, 2008 7:51:32 GMT -5
Strifeheart Strifeheart gave his chest a nervous lick, finally managing to break his train on the leaf, his blue eyes returning to look at her. He hesitated again, pain resurfacing and making his heart ache. The tom curled his tail tighter around him as if to keep himself from breaking apart, trying to stay composed. What if it hurts even more to talk about it…? He meowed carefully. Strifeheart’s gaze broke from Summermoon again, a shadow casting over his features and efficiently hiding the overwhelming grief surging in his eyes. He had always been careful not to speak of the past aloud, which made him hurt the most. It even hurt to just think about it.
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Post by snowstorm on Nov 14, 2008 9:29:39 GMT -5
Summermoon took a few steps closer to him and placed her paw on top of his comfortingly. "Sometimes even though it hurts, it makes things easier to deal with, just so long as you talk about it. Don't keep it bottled up that makes it hurt so much more than it needs to." she purred soothingly.
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Post by Miss Midnight|| on Nov 22, 2008 14:05:15 GMT -5
Strifeheart The light-furred warrior turned slightly rigid when the she-cat’s dainty forepaw over his own. He tucked it back closer to himself, watching hers slip onto the ground. Strifeheart wasn’t comfortable with being reassured so much, it made him feel very out of place. His blue gaze was locked below him again, not daring to see her expression. I can’t… He muttered under his breath, his eyes sparkling with pain from the moonlit stream beside him. Strifeheart shifted a bit and began kneading the ground unnoticeably again. What happened back then… It was my fault.. I can’t just talk about it… He explained quietly, memories spilling into his mind like a flood, choking him with resentment. The tom squeezed his eyes shut and took in a deep breath, trying to rid the painful reminiscences from his head.
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Post by snowstorm on Nov 22, 2008 14:21:03 GMT -5
Summermoon looked at how much pain he was in. "Strifeheart, please." she purred softly. "Stop tortering yourself." She tried to look at his face but he wouldn't look at her.
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