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Post by Crimsonsky on May 25, 2012 7:12:09 GMT -6
(If you know Crimson you may post here.)
What had happened? He felt something strange, stranger than the kind of floating feeling he had right now. Like floating in the sky, although, a small part of him knew it to be false. But his soul refused to believe what his senses told him.
He felt as if he had been thrown back in time, had seen a possible future that the clans had taken, only for it to shatter and realize he was still in the apprentice den, still contemplating on what would happen when his brother came.
The sky seemed to distort as his anger grew. He was falling now, and his mind was displaying gruesome pictures of his dead brother, brought down by his own claw.
Yes! Death to the traitor!" He cheered, but his voice, which was barely audible, sounded like some horrible scraping of rocks. Harsh and cold.
He had wanted it so bad. His brother's downfall. His whole life, he had been the shadow, the underling. Not anymore. Not for long.
Death to the traitor would come soon.
He hadn't slept in days. He hadn't eaten much of anything for the past half-moon. But that didn't matter. Because his brother was dead. Nothing else mattered.
Or did it? If nothing else mattered, then his love didn't matter either. Which wasn't true. His mind was now conflicting the importance of life, and worldly things, such as a mate.
Yes, it is important. He had realized it. His brothers death wasnt the only thing. His love would be devastated if he were to think otherwise.
And then he came crashing down. The world shattered. He had awoken, but for how long?
He was in the apprentices den. Nighttime. And yet he needed to talk to someone.
"Is anyone awake?"
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Nightshadow
Warrior
“If you don't imagine, nothing ever happens at all.” -John Green, Paper Towns
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Post by Nightshadow on May 25, 2012 8:56:36 GMT -6
Nightpaw snoozed in the apprentices' den. She crept up a mouse in her dreams, forgetting her past worries. Crimsonpaw's brother...her love for him.... Wolfmist's decision for a mate.... None of that mattered now. All that mattered was catching that mouse. She lowered herself into a crouch and began to creep foward, bunching her hind legs. She prepared her self to pounce.
"Is anyone awake?"
Nightpaw blinked open her eyes to the sound of Crimsonpaw's voice. All of her worries cam flowing back to her, like a flooding river. "Crimsonpaw!" she exclaimed, startled. She looked around the Eden walls. There was no sunlight creeping into the den. Nightpaw could just barely make out Crimsonpaw's faint outline in the darkness.
She began to force down the feeling that was bubbling up inside of her. Love. No. He loves someone else.
"What's wrong?" Nightpaw asked Crimsonpaw as she padded around the sleeping apprentices to stand next to him. Then she realized what Crimsonpaw would wake up someone in the middle of the night for.
"This is about Darkwing, isn't it?"
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Post by Snowfire on May 26, 2012 11:26:03 GMT -6
After that singing, there were MORE people talking? She just didn't get it. What was it? Make Noise Night? She grumbled inwardly and her eyes fluttered open. It was a moment before everything wasn't blurry and she spotted Nightpaw and Crimson sitting in the darkness of the den, quietly talking to each other. "Hi." She whispered. She started to walk over and was careful not to step on anyone. "What are you guys doing?" She looked around, "It's the middle of the night."
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Post by Crimsonsky on May 26, 2012 16:34:50 GMT -6
(Snow...I dont really recall we met. Even if we didn't, you can stay.)
Nightpaw and Snowpaw. They looked so similar. They could have been sisters.
Four eyes staring at him. Dazzling blue eyes. He found himself losing focus, and almost collapsed into another trance.
"Of course it's about Darkwing." He said quietly. "Ive seen him dead. And yet, he hasn't been here. Has he? Or did he come while I was out?" He found himself trailing off. He was acting stupid. But he couldn't help it.
He turned to Snowpaw, once again losing his focus. And patience.
"There is a cat coming. He is going to murder us all brutally." He snapped. "Is that the answer you wanted?"
"Doesn't it sound rather fun, when you think about it?" He said with a slight chuckle, that ended in a sob.
"Fun, fun."
He suddenly collapsed into tears, not caring that it made him look weak. What did it matter anymore?
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Post by Mistsong on May 27, 2012 12:19:10 GMT -6
Night~
"Crimsonpaw!" Nightpaw exclaimed, running over to him. This must be really bad. He never cries. "Darkwing wasn't here earlier," she said, doing her best to comfort him. "But what's wrong? I thought you wanted him gone."
Cloudclan, no! Tell me he's not going mad! "Crimsonpaw, we are going to be fine. Darkwing is not going to murder us all. We won't let him. We can fight him off. "You, me, Wolfmist, Cloudspirit, Falconwing. We can all do this. And we'll live through it." Nightpaw took a deep breath. "And you would want to stay alive, right? For her?"
Nightpaw felt her heart cracking like an eggshell. No. He doesn't love me. I have to do this. For Wolfmist.
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Widget
Warrior
Leader of Les Rêveurs
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Post by Widget on May 28, 2012 10:30:31 GMT -6
Wolfmist~
Wolfmist rolled over in her nest with a yawn. She rolled into soft fur and realized it was Crimsonpaw. She had moved her best next to him and Cloudspirit. But Cloudspirit had left. She had decided to stay until Crimson was a warrior too."Sorry." she muttered. Then she noticed Crimson crying. Her face became worried. She laid her tail on his back and looked into his eyes. Trying to comfort him. "Crimson? Are you all right? What's wrong? Bad dream?" Then her face darkened. "It's Darkwing, isn't it?"
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Post by Mistsong on May 28, 2012 14:17:42 GMT -6
Nightpaw smiled as Wolfmist came over to her, Snowpaw, and Crimsonpaw. If anyone can comfort him, she can. Nightpaw looked at Wolfmist and nodded. She hoped she would understand. Yes. This is about Darkwing. Turning back to Crimsonpaw, Nightpaw said, "Come on. You can tell us what's wrong." {lazy}
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Post by Wolfmist on May 28, 2012 21:12:18 GMT -6
Wolfmist nodded. "Yeah. You can tell us, we're your friends." Wolfmist said. Then a sudden thought came to her and she smiled. "Probably more then friends..."She thought. Wait, did I say that aloud?! Oh no? She thought frantically.
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Post by Cloudspirit on May 29, 2012 6:44:36 GMT -6
Cloudspirit walked in yawning. "The other warriors sent me over to see what the noise is about." than he saw Wolfmist put her tail over crimsonpaw. He looked at his paws with jealousy. He went into his old nest and buried his face in moss,
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Post by Crimsonsky on May 29, 2012 6:44:42 GMT -6
(Darkwings here later today. For real this time. Im done waiting for Moss. Ill make the thread.)
Ignoring Cloudspirit, he said to Wolfpaw, "I would say yes, but you havn't decided who you love." He spat, emphasising decided.
Thinking about Nightpaw's question, he realized it wasn't just his fear of the Clan's demise. There was another reason he had to do this, aside from that.
"It isnt just that. Ive always lived in his shadow..." He said. "So cats will trust him more."
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Post by Cloudspirit on May 29, 2012 6:55:39 GMT -6
(My post!!!)
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Post by Crimsonsky on May 29, 2012 7:04:12 GMT -6
(I edited mine. SOrry about that, you posted while I was writing my post so I didnt see it.)
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Post by Wolfmist on May 30, 2012 21:11:36 GMT -6
Wolfmist sighed when Cloudspirit put his face in his moss (lol). She costed him out then turned to Crimson. "I don't believe that." she said. "I don't think you live in his shadow. You are yourself. Not just some random cat your...... Crimsonpaw. The one and only. The wonderful Crimson. Darkwing can never change that. You will always be different. So will everybody. That's why we all get along do well." Wolfmist took a deep breath. "Crimson, you will always be you. Nobody can change that. Not even if I choose Cloud. Matter of fact, I've chosen, finally." she said the last part quietly (look in choosing cont. for more info.).
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Post by thunderclancat12 on May 31, 2012 0:49:38 GMT -6
Standing to her full height in the entrance with a malicious smirk set on her pretty face was Tigerfang. The dark-brown tabby laughed deviously when Crimsonpaw broke into tears and swiftly strode over, unsheathing her claws and tapping them absently on the moss-covered ground, her cerulean-blue eyes on the crying tom-cat.
“Poor Crimson. Crying like a helpless little kitten.” Tigerfang taunted with a malicious laugh. The brown tabby Maine Coon then struck, lighting-fast, her claws aching to slash over Crimsonpaw's face. Still she taunted him, ignoring the others as she did so.
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Post by Mistsong on May 31, 2012 4:11:15 GMT -6
As soon as she heard that hated voice, Nightpaw's claws had slid out. They were screaming to get a taste of Tigerfang's flesh. As soon as Tigerfang had lunged at Crimsonpaw, Nightpaw had tried to pounce on her. She knew it wouldn't have much effect if she landed on Tigerfang, but at least it would pull her off of Crimsonpaw. "What are you doing?" she hissed in Tigerfang's ear. "You're attacking a clanmate!"
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