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Post by Emberstorm on Feb 22, 2013 12:20:38 GMT -6
He was dreaming. Dreaming dark things.
He was on a large open field. He looked around and saw them. Dark cats. Dark cats that didn't look so pleased to see him.Was he dead? he knew not. He took two steps forward. What are you? Why are you here? his voice seemed to echo across the field. More cats appears. They grinned at him and slid out their claws. They stalked and circled around him hissing simultaneously. He slid out his claws. He looked at himself. He was a pure white color while these cats were black. He heard behind him a cry of ATTACK! He looked behind him. Nothing was there. just as he looked back a cat slammed into him. He began to claw madly. Once he hit it the creature dissolved. This happened many times. More than he could count until one remained before him. He stared at it. It smiled and snarled I know you want to Ember. He charged with a new fire sparking in him. The strange cat jumped up and knocked him into the air. There was no ground where he landed. He was falling. He didn't land though
He woke up in a cold sweat. He panting he looked around the den. He swore he saw a cat snickering and he snapped What do you want?
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Post by Blasphemy on Feb 22, 2013 12:28:57 GMT -6
{ I'm assuming this is open Stevie. }
" Nothing from a half-blood. " she indeed snickered with a half smile and then roll of her blue eyes. She extended and retracted her clear claws with a now straight face, glaring at the tom with flattened ears.
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Post by Emberstorm on Feb 23, 2013 11:21:24 GMT -6
Gracklefrost. I swear to Cloudclan if you do that again I will feed to you the Rogues. he snapped. Nightmares made him irritate and snappy. Being in a bad mood escalates his violent blood lust as well. (yesh it is)
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