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Post by //Diamonte . x on Nov 12, 2008 9:34:59 GMT -5
Pyrostorm has just come back from and unsucceful meeting with WindClan members and had also been attacked. He was furious, why did he always end up in stupid situations like this? His mate had a sister and a freind in WindClan! It was unbelivable. His snorted harshly though his nose and shot up some boulders and stood at the top of Sunningrocks, not caring who saw him.
Throwing his shoulder back and his tail out, he let the breeze cool his temper and wounds. But this, was why the Clans where enemies. No-one got along. Flame coloured coat blowing in the wind and emerald orbs narrowed, Pyrostrom swung his head around and glared in the direction on WindClan. He swore that he would be more vigilant and loyal to his Clan. Right now, he felt like a slug, even talking to WindClan made him sick. His growl rang out through the forest.
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Post by snowstorm on Nov 12, 2008 21:05:11 GMT -5
Her saphire eyes studied him through the bush. She looked around quickly making sure no one was around and stepped forward, she hadn't taken more than five steps when she heard his growl. She quickly stepped back and shrunk up a bit frightened by the anger she heard in his tone. She slowly opened her eyes to look at him and noticed anger in his expression and she gave out a small cry of worry. "P-Pyro-Storm" she stuttered. "I-Is e-everything a-alright?" she asked.
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Post by //Diamonte . x on Nov 13, 2008 10:52:12 GMT -5
Pyrostorm glanced down at Snowpetal. She was obviously scared by his mood but he wasn't about to calm down for anyone, not this time. Shrugging his shoulder he snorted, but then decided her had to speak. Issues would not resolve themselves, after all, she was his mate and carrying his kits.
Moving over slightly, Pyrostorm made space for Snowpetal on his left side. His head still held in the same high, stright position, he spoke to her. His voice low and rough, but held kindness for her and her only. Inside, he burned with confusion and hatred but he didn't know why.
Come up here for a while, Snowpetal. We need to talk. he rumbled. The wind continued to sooth his temper and wounds whilst his blazing orbs faced forwards once more.
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Post by snowstorm on Nov 13, 2008 15:53:11 GMT -5
Snowpetal's ears flattened against her head. She looked like a kit that was getting in more trouble then needed. She took a trembling step forward she made her way beside him and studied him with her saphire eyes a moment. She could tell he was forcing the tone in his voice and she didn't appreciate it. "If you want me to leave I can. I can see your busy." she said slightly coldly. Her stomach had been bugging her for the last few hours, and it really hurt still.
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Post by //Diamonte . x on Nov 14, 2008 12:02:14 GMT -5
Pyrostorm snorted at the tone of her voice, his lip curled at the side in an almsot sarcastic smirk. It hid his real feeling for the moment at least, and thats's what he needed. After a short pause, he looked at her, facing her full on with his head, it would be impossible to move the rest of his body without falling off and looking like a dunce.
Yes, I'm busy, and it concers you. he half growled. That meeting with those from WindClan was rather stupid, embarrising and confusing. I'm not saying I've got anything against your brother, he's an alright cat but this has just prooved to me why the Clan's don't get along.
He faced forward again, feeling the blood running from his nose scratches, he needed it to cake and then he would scrape it off himself.
I'm not sure I would be able to meet that lot again without tearing Mousfires face off or at least starting a fight. If it hasn't got out to the WindClan leader that RiverClan cats have a sort of alligence with our Clan cats, I'll be very surpised.
He was reffering to Mousefire and the other cat he had fought. Pyrostorm sighed. He was at a loss. His mate was consulting with the cats he now called his enemy. But he would never report her, he couldn't. He loved her and he knew Snowpetal being kicked out would mean certain death. A silent sigh escaped his lips. he just didn't know what to do. But deep down. what he was really asking Snowpetal to do, was to choose her side, and therefore...her Clan
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Post by snowstorm on Nov 14, 2008 23:30:23 GMT -5
Snowpetal backed up a bit. "I never told you did I.. what happened." she meowed quietly. She looked down at her paws ashamed. She sighed. "I may as well tell you now." She tried her best to look him in the eyes. "Snowstorm and I are twins, we were born on the border of Windclan and Riverclan, our father a member of Windclan, our mother of Riverclan. She was going to leave to be with him, but then she learned of his other mate in Windclan and decided against it. She had gone to tell him she was keeping my sister and me and it didn't work. They fought and he came and stole Snowstorm from us. For as long as I can remember we always met at the border at times to see eachother, then our father got our mother pregnant again with Nightkit, but he was recently killed for it. Nightkit only has me and Snowstorm now, and we both care about him, but she's raised her own young although, she lost them. I know she can take care of him, thats why there was the meeting the other night. I am sorry if it bugged you." she hopped down off the rock. "I love you and my family Pyrostorm, please don't make me choose one or the other, it will break my heart. Once the kits are born the visiting will stop until I can spare one night to see my brother and sister." she turned and started to head back to the camp, she felt like she was going to cry. She was ashamed of her parents, her and snowstorm were, they never told Nightkit the story, and she was now worrying Pyrostorm wouldn't accept her.
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Post by //Diamonte . x on Nov 15, 2008 7:03:31 GMT -5
Pyrostorm kept thoroughly silent throughout the whole talk, drinking in every last detail. His eyes showed nothing and at the end, he nodded slightly, to show he understood. Some satisfaction crept through him, the visiting would stop once their kits where born...but until then, what happened? Pyrostorm made up his mind, Snoepwtal could goand see her twin and that idiot Mousefire, but he wouldn't accompany her unless it was neccassary. Snowstorm, some time back, had hinted that he though that Pyrostrom couldn't take care of his own mate...let him think that. Pyrostorm didn't need to prrove anything to anyone.
His heart ached as Snoepwtal decended from Sunningrocks and headed slowly back to camp. His emerald orbs watched her with sadness, her dividment with her Clan was obviously hard on her as well as him. Slowly he decended as well, walking majestically down the rocks. He would enter the Clan Camp after her. He loved her as well but just didn't think this was the right time to blurt it out. Why were relationships so difficult?
OOC// This thread is still open to anyone who wants to Roleplay here.
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Post by snowstorm on Nov 15, 2008 12:27:37 GMT -5
Snowpetal took a small detour after making sure no one was following her. She went to a small meadow her mother used to take her to. She laid down and sighed. She knew she was crying and she didn't care, no one was around. "Why is this so hard." she asked herself.
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Post by //Diamonte . x on Nov 16, 2008 5:16:18 GMT -5
Because we're being tested Pyrostorm voice sounded behind her. Regardless of the short-cuts and twists and turns Snoepwtal made, Pyrostorm had followed her, successfully and quietly at that. The big male had hopped up a tree and was sitting above but slightly behind Snowpetal, looking down at her, eyes and expression neutral.
OOC// Sorry about the short post. I couldn't think of anything.
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Post by snowstorm on Nov 16, 2008 10:50:31 GMT -5
ooc: its okay.
ic: "Pyrostorm" she said quietly. She looked at her paws ashamed, "I am so sorry." she looked back up at him, she needed him beside her, she needed him to comfort her. She needed him like she always did and will. She loved him and that was the only thing that mattered to her, and the family that they had coming.
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Post by //Diamonte . x on Nov 16, 2008 14:14:48 GMT -5
Nothing to be sorry for, rumbled the male still up in the tree, looking down at her now.The only change I expect is when the kits are born, until then, do whatever you have to but, I'm sorry to say this, if I catch scent, sight or hearing of that Mousefire, I'll rip his face off. Pyrostorms voice was perfectly calm. Now he didn't know whether to jump down or to stay up here. Snowpetal was clearly upset and it hurt him greatly, but he was genuinly lost. If this episode with WindClan spilt them up, he would destroy all or as much of WindClan as he could singlepawed, even if he died against the whole of them. Snowpetal he smiled softly I love you.
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Post by snowstorm on Nov 16, 2008 19:45:21 GMT -5
Snowpetal looked up at him and smiled. "I love you too Pyrostorm. With all my heart." she replied. She could tell he was hesitant on jumping down so she lay down and looked up at him. "Its hard to talk to you when your all the way up there."
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Post by //Diamonte . x on Nov 19, 2008 11:54:28 GMT -5
Pyrostorm smirked slightly and came down skillfully, his claws scraping the bark of the tree. He landed and walked towards her in a dignified manner. he came close and nuzzled her softly behind the ear and embraced the female.
I'm sorry I was harsh to you. he whispered.
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Post by snowstorm on Nov 19, 2008 15:43:49 GMT -5
'Its no matter." she purred nuzzling him back. "Your really all I need now. Nightkit and Snowstorm are safe with eachother I don't need anyone but you and our family." she said staying close to him and feeling safer and safer the longer she was there.
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Post by //Diamonte . x on Nov 21, 2008 10:13:31 GMT -5
Pyrostorm let her rest against him, since he was facing the opposite direction he could only see the back of her head, which meant she could only see the back of his, so he let his expression drop. Staring over her shoulder, he looked into the long sawying grass, his mind running over things unspoken. He yook this as a chance to burn Mousefires' image into his mind. Whether Mousefire liked it or not, they were enemies for life. Pyrostorm was a changed cat.
A rattleing sigh escaped from his lungs.
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