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Post by yellow on Apr 10, 2009 23:42:17 GMT -5
A blonde she-cat padded towards Renegade's caves, her eyes fixed on where she was going. Two more taillengths, a few words and she'd leave or stay. Padding quietly, she sat down and mewed a greeting. "Are you the leader here?" She meowed gently.
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Post by Destiny on Apr 14, 2009 15:46:59 GMT -5
A grunting snort, as though it was not a cat, but a dragon who dwelled inside. And then... movement.
It was but a shuffle at first, which suddenly escalated into a frenzy of movement as the gray cat flung himself out of his den to land behind the she-cat, cutting off any chances of escape.
"What have you with I?" he growled threateningly, trying - and failing - to sound smart at the same time. Everybody fears agressive, smart toms. Especially ones with as much raw power as he.
Renegade sat with his head lowered slightly, hostility and power written in every line of his body.
"Speak now, she-cat, or I'll rip your tongue from your throat." Was his final warning.
((Argh, bad post. *facepalm*))
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Post by yellow on Apr 14, 2009 16:34:02 GMT -5
"I'd like to join you, your greatness." The she-cats eyes followed him around as she dipped her head. She licked her paw and rubbed it over her ear. "It'd be and honor to serve you my friend." She made her eyes look completely calm, cool and collected. That was definitely not who she really was. She was quite the opposite. "I'd hope a simple yes or no would clear things up." She smiled sweetly.
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Post by » Sacrifice on Apr 14, 2009 17:19:24 GMT -5
"You know what, I don't like you. I think you are just one of those fake she cats who suck up to hope to gain power."
A voice growled from the darkness, it's owner not visible, although one could easily tell it was a tom, and a large one at that. Within moments though, the wearer of that voice stepped forward, although, not in the place that one could have expected. Rather, it seemed he had just appeared from the wall, his markings standing out clearly from the red hue of the canyon. He looked like a black footed ferret, a unique cat indeed. There were more then just markings that made Dageus different though. For one thing, he Celtic Band, which shone brightly at the moment, just made him an outcast to normal rogues. He always had it with him, never parting with it. Nobody aside from the wearer knew what it could do, and sometimes, they could actually be afraid of it. Just from as he approached the other cats, strides long, graceful, and hostile, it was obvious he had claimed more then one life. Dark eyes narrowed, the tom was obviously untrusting of the she cat before him. He was getting a worse then normal feeling from her. She was hiding behind a mask.
While Dageus lacked the power that Renegade showed, he had something else. Something that couldn't easily be explained, and it was that, which had kept him alive in the nights spent with Renegade's band.
"Why don't you show us who you really are."
It was not a question, rather, it was an order. He lacked the power of his leader, true, but he still was a rather high ranked cat, and this outsider was way below the rankings, making her a free target. And he was going to take it. Eyes flickering over to Renegade, the tom stiffly dipped his head. Simply a greeting, there was no fear or any unwillingness in the dip. Rather, it was just by pure choice, and while he was angry at this outsider, his band seemed to glow brighter with his mood swings, he was not going to be rude to the one who could kill him with a single swipe. He wasn't that foolish.
"And I doubt you actually want to be 'friends.'"
His words were full of scorn, doubt, and pure distaste toward the she cat.
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Post by Destiny on Apr 14, 2009 17:47:39 GMT -5
Renegade himself had gotten the same feeling, although was trying to word it when he stopped, hearing the voice. The voice, coupled with a swift intake of air through his nose confirming the scent, told him that it was Dageus.
Ah...Dageus. The black-footed one. That weird band was still there, no doubt. Though he disliked it, the silver tom wasn't about to start a squabble over it; although it was all but definate he would win, the smaller tom was invaluble in the field of battle. And elsewhere.
Renegade remained stationary, staring at the she-cat coolly until the other rogue came forward. He switched his mercury gaze over, acknowledging the nod with a tiny twitch of his ear. And then he was back to staring at the she-cat unnervingly.
"Yes. Why don't you?" Soft, but hard at the same time. He was not going to waste his time with fools. His claws, visible throughout the entire conversation, flexed, as though they had a mind of their own. As though they could smell the she-cat's blood, and were hungry for it.
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Post by yellow on Apr 16, 2009 17:45:27 GMT -5
"Oh?" She gently mewed. "Oh, no. I do not seek power. I'm attracted to it. And sheer power lies with you dear Renegade." Her face suddenly hardened. She had dropped the fake feelings and put in her real ones cold-hearted, bloodthirsy to kill clancats and, was that a little hint of liking toward Renegade? "This is who I am. My abilty to hide feelings makes some confused, but your friend definitely has a mind and so do you." She nodded to Daegus. "Perhaps I could be of some use?" She smiled calmly. Half-calm, half-crazy was what she didn't hide. "Power is only given to those who know how to use it. Not to losers like the clans." She spat as the said clans. Clearly, she didn't like clanners.
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Post by Destiny on Apr 19, 2009 7:28:13 GMT -5
((Moss, 0, Me, ?, Moss, 5, Sacrifice, 15, Me, ?, Moss, 7))
Renegade smirked slightly, but only on one side, his lip drawing back to reveal a deadly canine, glistening slightly with saliva. "You come here, she-cat, wearing false emotions, expecting me to take you in. Trust is a sacred thing, and here you do breach it. You forge it, and expect me to fall for it?" his question ended with a roar, sudden fury evident in every crevice of his body. And then it was gone.
"And now, under command, you drop it. You become that which you are. Which is good." he smirked again.
"During your stay with the rogues, you will look up to Dageus here. You will look up to many, as will become evident. We have no rank as such, merely the unspoken one. Those with experience are at the top of the so-called dog-pile. Ones I do not trust are crushed at the bottom. Do I make myself clear?" The tom paused for a moment, before adding,
"Oh, I mentioned your "stay". It is eternal, there is no leaving the rogues under my command. Where would you go? The clans? The loners? Either way, I'd find you. I'd put you in so much pain, SunClan themselves will be horrified.
Ah, yes. You will look up to your superiors. They will look up to theirs, and they to theirs.
All look up, to me."
((ZOMG I think my muse has killed itself or something. >.>))
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Post by » Sacrifice on Apr 19, 2009 11:00:01 GMT -5
((10,10
Dead muse.))
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Post by Destiny on Apr 19, 2009 11:17:37 GMT -5
((Whoops, I posted 3 times. xD))
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Post by yellow on Apr 20, 2009 14:43:54 GMT -5
"Of couse." She bowed her head in submission. "I surely shall." She turned her head toward a dark-brown she-cat who was sorting herbs. "Excuse me, but who is that?" She wonderered. What marvoules strength he must have! It seems I have chosen well for a place to live
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