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Post by Blaze on Apr 19, 2011 5:53:42 GMT -6
(So this one is a completely different character? You can't keep roleplaying the same Scourge because she is dead.)
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Leaftail
Warrior
Will the pain ever end? Will the sun ever shine again for me?[Mo0:0]
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Post by Leaftail on Apr 19, 2011 14:23:05 GMT -6
Leopardpaw was silent for a moment, then noticed Blizzardkit's unfriendliness. "She didn't have a choice! And she risked her life to help us get back!"She snapped, turning back to Scourge. "A black cat with red eyes was chasing me. I heard voices, but I couldn't understand what they were saying, only that they were crying to me for help. I wanted to do something, but couldn't. Then I saw a shimmery form of Blade, and Foxy, laughing and taunting me. I couldn't seem to find a way out. The black cat got closer. It leaped, and reached for my throat. That was when I woke up."She said quietly.
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Post by Runningfeet on Apr 19, 2011 16:52:39 GMT -6
Runningfeet looked at Blizzardkit with sad silver eyes then back to her sister "Leopardpaw please rest" the she-cat asked with a sad voice.
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Leaftail
Warrior
Will the pain ever end? Will the sun ever shine again for me?[Mo0:0]
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Post by Leaftail on Apr 19, 2011 17:10:06 GMT -6
Leopardpaw nodded, and closed her eyes.
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Post by Blizzardwind on Apr 19, 2011 17:32:19 GMT -6
Blizzardkit was a thinker. A cat with much common sense. She understood the ways of these clans and Deathclan. She replied quietly to Leapordpaw.
"We're all afraid of death. I can tell she is as well. No matter if she has true intentions, she is still a Deathclanner, and they kill the traitors. She could not free us no matter what. She kept us there and look at me now. I do ot blame her for ot releasing us, but it is true that we still ended up like this because of her."
It was a simple comment, which she had plenty of things to back up. She did not hate Scourge. She hated who she stood for. And now that she was proved unloyal, she took refuge in a clan. Survival was Scpurge's top priority. She was a runner, a deserter. And in Blizzardkit's tradition, you stood for your beliefs and your pride. She could not blame Scourge. But Blizzardkit knew the she cat would be a problem. She didn't belong to a clan, and she had betrayed Deathclan. She would have no where to go. And if she was to become an enemy, she wouldn't make friends wi her now. It was Blizzardkit's cruel logic, but it was how she was raised.
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Post by lovergreen on Apr 19, 2011 17:37:05 GMT -6
Runningfeet gave Leopardpaw gentle licks to help her sleep better.
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Ashmist
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Written in the stars
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Post by Ashmist on Apr 20, 2011 11:17:26 GMT -6
(I guess scourge is a new scourge not same dead one x.x))
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Post by Blaze on Apr 20, 2011 16:08:12 GMT -6
(So then you're a kit, right? You have nothing to do with the old one.)
Blizzardkit watched Runningfeet and Leapordpaw wistfully. She remembered when Blaze had tried to patch her cuts once. It turned out that the cobwebs were lopsided...
Jeez! How am I supposed to walk in this?
Just try! I haven't learned this stuff yet, tried my best. Be happy, it's your sister's handiwork!
Handiwork? Some handiwork....
What'd you say?
Kidding kidding! Ahahaha
....Hehe, you'd better be
Blizzardkit found herself slumping in sadness, well, that sister was gone now. They were rivals. No not rivals. Sworn enemies. They would kill each other on next sight. This was her family's tradition when it came to pride.
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Post by Leopardheart on Apr 20, 2011 17:29:58 GMT -6
Leopardpaw listened, but didn't reply. She snuggled closer to Runningfeet, her wounds already feeling better. She decided to sleep for a few hours, then maybe she could begin her training. She was an apprentice, but she didn't feel like on.
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Post by lovergreen on Apr 20, 2011 17:38:14 GMT -6
The black and white warrior smiled and licked Leopardpaw's cuts slowly and gentle trying not to wake her.
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Post by Blaze on Apr 20, 2011 17:43:27 GMT -6
Blizzardkit~ She gotmup, feeling a bit sick. They seemed to be mocking her misfortune. She commented quickly and shortly.
"I'm fine now."
She stumbled out of the den slowly, trying not to open her wounds.
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Post by Runningfeet on Apr 20, 2011 19:10:26 GMT -6
Runningfeet got up slwoly and made the moss curl around Leopardpaw to keep her warm. The black and white she-cat walked after Blizzardkit "What is wrong you should be resting" the warrior said with a caring voice.
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Post by Blizzardwind on Apr 20, 2011 20:02:55 GMT -6
She sat down outside, looking out, breathing the air, and remembering.
What are you doing out here? You need to rest.
Oneechan, my pride, what do you think it is?
Huh? Oh, pride? Hmm....well, to be truthful, that's for you alone to figure out. Mine is you and Okaasan. You guys are my pride. My goal is to protect you both.
Then Oneechan, me too, right? You're my pride?
Haha, I hope so. Well, when you decide, we'll protect each other! Promise? An unbreakable bond!
I promise!
Blizzardkit felt faint. The promise was never meant to be. Pride....huh? She turned to see Runningfeet.
You should be resting.
Blizzardkit managed a half smile.
"Yeah, I know. Hey, do you love your sister?"
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Post by Runningfeet on Apr 20, 2011 20:16:39 GMT -6
Runningfeet smiled "Yes i love my sister with all my heart she is to me that little thing that means the world to you" the black and white wariror said looking at the sky with silver eyes.
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Post by Blizzardwind on Apr 20, 2011 20:33:22 GMT -6
She nods.
"Do you think....that it is wrong for me to still love Oneechan?"
It was a slow and odd question. Oneechan meaning sister in Japanese. Japan was where her ancestors originated from. Blizzardkit felt sad and tired. Blaze was her sister, but she had changed. She was he enemy, and she was a Deathclanner. She had given her these wounds, and yet....she still loved her. She knew that the clans could not coexist with Deathclan happily.
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