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Post by Deleted on May 20, 2015 17:56:32 GMT -6
 VOLEBLAZE OF FIRECLAN Voleblaze trotted into Darkstar's den with a rabbit in his jaws. He flung it into the shadowy depths, then sat back and started talking.
"Hey Darkthtar, grub'th here. Unleth you're too much of a lump to even eat. I'll take it if you're not gonna have it." WORDS: 047 || WRITTEN FOR: Darkstar & Anyone NOTES - lol template by Margie @ Adoxography v2 |
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Post by Darkstar on May 20, 2015 18:08:20 GMT -6
Darkstar let out a snarl as she was woken up to a rabbit hitting her in the face. "Learn how to talk you rotten kit," she growled at the cat whom she assumed was the culprit.
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Post by Deleted on May 20, 2015 18:16:25 GMT -6
VOLEBLAZE OF FIRECLAN The tom would've grinned at her, but Darkstar's words gave him pause. "I can talk jutht fine," he meowed in response, fur half-bristling defensively. The lisp had always been a sore topic.
"Tho ith that a no to the food? I'm thure there are warriorth who need it more." The taunt was veiled but still there. Darkstar was old, and pretty lethargic as far as he could tell. The younger members of the Clan did require more to keep them going. WORDS: 081 || WRITTEN FOR: Darkstar NOTES - n/a template by Margie @ Adoxography v2 |
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Post by Darkstar on May 20, 2015 18:20:25 GMT -6
Darkstar lazily at the rabbit, chewing slowly, but ensuring she didn't get any rabbit on her fur as she tore at the flesh. "Nope, already being consumed. Thanks for the offer, but I don't run a charity."
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Post by Deleted on May 20, 2015 18:31:38 GMT -6
VOLEBLAZE OF FIRECLAN "Yeah, but you do run a Clan," Vole pointed out. "Everyone'th gonna think Blackthorn ith leader if you never do anything. Why not get off your bum and… oh, I don't know… actually leave your den for the firtht time thith moon?" Irritation and impatience made him flatten his ears. Maybe provoking his leader was a bad idea, but there was a harsh truth to what he was saying. WORDS: 069 || WRITTEN FOR: Darkstar NOTES - n/a template by Margie @ Adoxography v2 |
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Post by Darkstar on May 20, 2015 19:35:27 GMT -6
Darkstar noticed the cat's insecurities and let out a snort of laughter. "Darling, if you're going to insult me, at least do it with conviction. None of this kit play."
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Post by Deleted on May 20, 2015 19:51:42 GMT -6
VOLEBLAZE OF FIRECLAN The warrior bared his oversized teeth and stepped right into Darkstar's personal space, jabbing a paw at her in accusation. "You want to know what I think about you? Fine. I think you're a lethargic, good-for-nothing leader who doethn't even care about her Clan. Why don't you jutht give up and retire or die already? You'd be doing everyone a favor."
A low growl rose in Vole's throat, and he glared at the old she-cat as if he could melt a hole in her skull with his gaze alone. Maybe insulting Darkstar would actually get her to do something. It was worth a shot. WORDS: 104 || WRITTEN FOR: Darkstar NOTES - n/a template by Margie @ Adoxography v2 |
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Post by Darkstar on May 20, 2015 19:59:33 GMT -6
Darkstar rolled her eyes and let out a laugh. "Keep it coming, Volekit. I want to hear what else you have to say."
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Post by Deleted on May 20, 2015 20:15:33 GMT -6
VOLEBLAZE OF FIRECLAN Properly annoyed by now, he snarled a response. "Did CloudClan grant you the ability to live forever? You're ath old ath Wildthtar, and given how often that ancient bat leaveth her den, death may have already come for her. You're holding thith Clan back. What would they thay if you were conveniently… removed… from power? Would a thingle cat be thorrowful?"
There was a dark gleam in his eye as he reached out to not-so-gently trace a claw along the side of Darkstar's neck. He didn't have a mind to actually murder her, but at this point, the tom was just trying to get a rise out of the leader. It was a talent of his. WORDS: 116 || WRITTEN FOR: Darkstar template by Margie @ Adoxography v2 |
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Post by Darkstar on May 24, 2015 20:20:32 GMT -6
Darkstar was taken aback by the sudden pain in her neck. She stood up, slowly and let out a low growl before launching herself at the cat. His neck was in her jaws before she had a chance to react to her reflexes, and she let her teeth rip through the flesh. Blood splattered on the walls of her den from the force of her head shaking some of the skin that came off of the young warrior. Growls still rose from her throat as she chewed on the hairy skin in her mouth. Voleblaze's body laid limp on the floor of her den.
"Useless warrior," she muttered quietly to herself as she looked in the direction of the blood. "Always making my den dirty." She walked over and licked the blood splatter, but got more dirt in her mouth than the actual blood. Looking back in the direction of the body, Darkstar's lips curled. "How does one hide a body? CloudClan save me." There was too much cat here for her to eat all by herself. If she hadn't eaten that rabbit then maybe . . .
She bent over the cat's body and sniffed it before dragging it off into the corner so that no one would see it. She'd munch on him for the next few days.
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Post by Deleted on May 24, 2015 20:36:54 GMT -6
VOLEBLAZE OF FIRECLAN Whatever Voleblaze had expected, it certainly wasn't this. He took a pace back when Darkstar stood, ears flattened in preparation for a fight, but she'd lunged before he had time to even think about dodging. Fangs gouged his throat where the leader had grabbed him. The Bombay struggled, letting out a gurgling scream, but his thrashing was quickly growing weaker.
The warrior had made a grave mistake by underestimating Darkstar's violent tendencies. Now it was too late. She dropped him, and he slumped to the ground, eyes glazed over. Voleblaze took a shuddering, rasping breath before falling still.
He was going to haunt FireClan's leader until she died. WORDS: 108 || WRITTEN FOR: Darkstar NOTES - rip template by Margie @ Adoxography v2 |
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Post by Crimsonsky on May 24, 2015 21:58:50 GMT -6
"DID SOMEONE SAY "CLOUDCLAN SAVE ME?" yelled Crimsonsky joyously as he flew down from the heavens. His legs converted into trumpets and he played a theme of victory using his various legs. He transformed himself into jet-form, then accelerated towards the FireClan leader's den. He smashed through the den's ceiling going mach 4, but this did not kill him, as he was already dead. "ARRR I BE THE SPIRIT OF PIRATES' LOST TREASURE AND I BE HERE FOR YER BOOTY," he said. He looked around. First he saw a dead cat. He'd been too late. What a tragedy. Then he turned around and saw her.
"Oh, it's you," He said, staring at Darkstar. "Well, that's disappointing. I don't suppose that was a serious comment. You know, I have to check. Now that I'm here, I might as well report on our progress," He said, his legs transforming back into cat-legs. "Our plan is almost complete. I've almost collected enough plutonium, my lord. Soon this entire realm will be ours to control," He smirked, generating a spirit-mouse in front of his face. He then ate the spirit mouse and continued. "These fools have no idea what is coming. Soon we'll have no use for them. After we conquer this realm, together, we'll have to find a newer, more exciting plane of existence. I'm thinking Canada." He got up, then returned to his jet form, preparing to blast off. "I'll update you soon. Phase 3 is nearing completion. Farewell for now," He said, then took off into the night sky, back to CloudClan.
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Post by Darkstar on May 25, 2015 13:16:20 GMT -6
Darkstar blinked at the spirit, blood still coating the fur around her mouth. Before she could respond, he was gone. "Very well," she said to the air. I expect phase 3 to be completed by the next full moon. It's almost time."
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