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Post by *~ForestWind~* on Mar 11, 2009 19:51:19 GMT -5
The silver she-cat layed in the warrior den, fear scent pulsing off of her in paw-fulls. Her claws extended, tail twitching at a fast pace. She was deep in a dream, yet anyone could tell that this dream was not pleasant. A nightmare. She dug her paws into the ground, kicking off, and launching herself across the den. Suddenly her eyes opened, purple orbs full of fright. "He's coming..." She cursed under her breath, jumping to her feet in a mad dash. Lillydale ran outside, night upon her. No cats were out, probably resting for what was coming. Everyone knew that his next target was here, but still he had not arrived. Yet no one knew who she really was... she never wanted anyone to know. "Dawnstar!" She shouted, running up to the leaders den in great bounds. They needed to know, before it was too late. Lillydale didn't even bother to wait outside to be called in, and only stopped when she barged in. Her silver pelt shined in the moonlight, purple orbs locked with the leaders. It was easy to make a resemblance while she was bathed so heavily in the luna light. "Dawnstar," She repeated in a whisper, after a long silence. "I have to speak to you." Lillydale said a bit louder, fur bristling. The nightmare she had was no dream, it told her something. So many thoughts pulsed through the she-cats mind... "Its about Renegade..."
((Bleh xPP))
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Post by Marrowbone on Mar 11, 2009 19:59:21 GMT -5
(( 15 Points =P I just realized; Meccapaw is Lilydale, Cannonecho and Renegades' brother, and I think he's older, yet he's an apprentice XD Whoops. Plot hole land! ))
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Post by *~ForestWind~* on Mar 11, 2009 20:17:16 GMT -5
((Haha, Oopsies! And thanks... even though I thought it would be alot less then that. ;D Now all we need is Dest...))
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Post by Destiny on Mar 12, 2009 11:40:17 GMT -5
((You'll have to forgive me if I get this completely wrong, I can edit if it's not Dawnstar enough))
Purple eyes focused on the she-cat immediately, having been feigning sleep. In fact, Dawnstar had been mulling things over in her head, Clopar and Renegade in the forefrontn. Of course she wasn't going to give in to the demands of the tyrants, but their prescence alarmed her, though she'd never show it. Indeed, the sickness had worried her, but it seemed to have died down now, so there was no need for the clans and rogues to share territory. And yet, the crazy purple and yellow cat was still hanging around, which niggled at the back of her mind, even when she wasn't thinking of him. And Renegade... Now there was a problem. There was no way she was going to let her clan be driven out. No, she would rather have every one of her lives ripped from her than see that happen.
As Lillydale's worried voice broke through her concentration, the white and gray cat got to her paws and licked her chest to smooth the ruffled fur down, lest her clanmate see it.
"Yes, Lillydale? What is it?" she questioned gently, figuring that it was just a simple she-cat problem that they would talk about, then Lillydale would return to her den and Dawnstar could get on with her brooding. Things had been moving slowly, and it unsettled her, ever since Goldstar and his clan's disappearence.
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Post by » Sacrifice on Mar 12, 2009 17:04:11 GMT -5
There was a reason the silver tabby tom was what he was. His sharp blue eyes had shot open at the first fear scent as it had drifted by him, instantly ready for whatever may lurk in the shadows of the night. CresentClan, at least the warriors who had fought in the battle, had just gotten back from helping PewterClan, which in the end hadn't mattered all too much. Renegade had won that round, and who knew what clan he would come after next. If there was any predicting the rogue leader's move, the tom would be his attack would be on his own home, CresentClan. After all, who had helped PewterClan in the battle? Who had so far, proved to be one of the bigger threats in the clans? None other then the very clan he lived in. It made the silver pelted tom worry. There were kits here, and Renegade seemed so cold blooded, he might just kill them. Of course, he could always make them his minions, but that would be even worse then death. To have no sense of right or wrong, it just made the silver tom shudder. Even when he was a rogue, before joining CresentClan, he had always had a sense of what was right, and what was taking it way too far. Renegade was insane, in a bad way.
The scent then rushed past him, a mixture of pure terror, and of a scent he knew from the patrols. It was a she cat, her name was Lillydale? Yes, he was pretty sure it was that. Quickly rising to his feet, Darkangel smoothed out his softly gleaming fur, wincing slightly as his rough tongue scraped across the wounds he had gotten during the earlier battle. His mesmerizing blue eyes, so sharp it was as though they bore into your soul, were narrowed in deep thought. Due to the fact that he heard no scuffling sounds outside, it couldn't be an attack. There was no smell that differed from the usual, aside from the faint lingering odor of blood, so it couldn't be an intruder. Then what exactly had been the issue? The fear stench that came off of Lillydale was strong enough to almost make the deputy gag. This was out of the ordinary, Lillydale had always been a strong warrior. Whatever had happened to alarm the she cat, it was probably going to be something good. Worth the time of Dawnstar, that is.
Moving swiftly, paw steps hardly making a sound against the cold stone of the leader's den, Darkangel followed the scent trail, eyes widening slightly to adjust to the gloom of night. He hadn't actually been asleep, just drifting in the land of half sleep, ready to awake at a moment's notice. The whole battle thing had put him on edge, with a good reason. Peering into the gloom, Darkangel dipped his head respectfully to Dawnstar, before padding in himself. Turning his gaze to Lillydale, he took in her general standing. She was obviously frightened, eyes wide, and he was surprised her tail was bristled up. Sitting down, he caught just what Dawnstar said, and it was all he needed to know. Darkangel was a cat of few words, and none were wasted. He took action when action was needed, and that was that. Of course, getting angry with someone who was lazy was always fun. Lazy felines who lived in a clan were one of the peeves that Darkangel had. Needless to say, whenever he caught someone, he always let them see the sharp side of his tongue.
((I haven't played Darkie enough. Hope you don't mind that I brought him in.))
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Post by Marrowbone on Mar 12, 2009 17:49:39 GMT -5
(( 30 points.))
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Post by Destiny on Mar 12, 2009 17:57:57 GMT -5
((=prods Sacrifice= Stop stealing all the pointzz! = P Heheh. I won't reply until Forest, otherwise it would be "Dawnstar nodded to her deputy and settled back to wait." Which would earn me like, -40 MT. Yes, Marrow would steal them off me. xP =twiddles thumbs=))
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Post by Marrowbone on Mar 12, 2009 18:03:23 GMT -5
(( =Steals points= Don't give me any ideas XD ))
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Post by *~ForestWind~* on Mar 15, 2009 19:42:55 GMT -5
((Garg! You write too much Sacri! Lolz... still not active enough to be so massive again! ;D))
She didn't move, only the sound of her loud breaths making sound in the den. Lillydale could tell how all this battle talk was worrying Dawnstar, yet the noble leader hid all emotions well under her matching purple eyes. The she-cat relaxed herself slightly, though it didn't really make much of a difference in her strong stench of fear since the deputy must have scented it. Her silver pelt was still bristled, digging her claws into the little bit of moss lining the ground. She bowed her head a bit as Darkangel padded in, in an awkward way. Lillydale knew that he didn't talk much, and was thankful for it at the moment. She didn't want to talk, her throat dry and scratchy. It felt like she just swallowed a mouthful of cotton balls. Yet she felt his searing blue orbs ripping into her mind, and felt as if he already knew what she was about to say.
"Dawnstar, I don't mean to visit you at such a late time.. but I was meaning to tell you this for a while now." She flinched back, afraid to tell what needed to be said. Afraid to tell the truth. The she-cat took a deep staggering breath, clenching her jaw, and closing her eyes. "Renegade is... is my brother." She didn't reopen her purple laminated orbs for a few moments, letting it sink in. Not many people knew who she really was, and she didn't really want them to know. Who wanted a blood-thirsty, murderous beast related to you? He was the cause of so much death and suffering... Lillydale hated it all. How she wanted him dead himself. Just because their father liked Cannonecho and her better then him more didn't mean that he had to go insane. Maybe it was that very reason that made their father dislike his own son, shielding his eyes away, upon the two pure children. Maybe it was because he knew Renegade was one with a totally black soul from the start.
"Thats why he is coming to our camp next, he wants me. All he wants is me to be dead for his neglect as a kit. Renegade hates me, and anyone who knows me." She choked out, feeling terrible. If she wasn't in Crescentclan, would he be heading here next? Lillydale couldn't stand the thought of her beloved clan-mate and fellow friends being killing because of her presence. It made her stomach flip, a vile taste rising in her mouth. "Dawnstar, I'm so sorry I didn't tell you sooner. I was scared of the truth. I love this clan, and I didn't want to be kicked out. But now because of my selfish wants, our whole clan has to pay for my price. Its all my fault..." She whispered, head spinning. No longer was her eyes open, clamped together once again.
Her sliver and white fur looked so much like her brother's now as she stood quivering in the moonlight. Yet at the same time she looked different, the black evil spell not casted over her like he had. And in that little way, she looked so different. "Please, just banish me. I came to tell you before I left... I cant stay here and witness everyone die because of me. I made up my mind, I am going to find Renegade where ever he might be lurking. And then he will slaughter me there, no longer will his next route be here at Crescentclan, since I will not be here." Lillydale pressed her lips together, holding back tears. She would fight him, but no chance of winning would be held in her heart. He was skilled, and played against all rules she ever knew. And he and his cronies along with him. The she-cat glanced at both cats in the den, looking past the surprised look that was probably on their faces. She would really leave, and was going to as soon as they dismissed her. It would be better if he took her life then the whole clans.
((Never mind... I just did...))
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Post by Marrowbone on Mar 16, 2009 16:19:24 GMT -5
(( 30! ))
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Post by *~ForestWind~* on Mar 16, 2009 16:26:59 GMT -5
((Thanks! Now just to wait for Dest...))
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Post by » Sacrifice on Mar 17, 2009 20:48:10 GMT -5
This was something a bit more then just surprise. For a moment, shock played out on the striking features of the silver tom, his bright blue eyes widening with shock. Lillydale, sister to that insane maniac Renegade? There was no way anyone could tell by looks, by anything. Lillydale had always been a true warrior, while Renegade, he was just Renegade. The shocked look only lasted a fraction of a second, before the deputy pulled himself back together, keeping a blank expression on. He had been taught so long ago not to judge others, and if possible, he would leave Lillydale as he still saw her. She would not be overshadowed by what Renegade was doing right now. If anyone had ever judged him for what his siblings had done before he had come to the clans, well, things wouldn't be so good for the silver tom. Keeping this in mind, he stared strait in the purple eyes of Lillydale, his blue ones calm and collected through everything she had said, not including the very first part. Dawnstar seemed too shocked to speak, so he would say what he thought should be said, and let Dawnstar add whatever she wished. She would have anyways, but oh well.
"None of this is your fault Lillydale." Darkangel said sharply as she started to blame herself, eyes flaming slightly. "You can not choose who you are related too, or what they do. You are your own self, you make your own paths." He had been told that so many times before, that the words seemed to just spring up to his maw, flowing without him actually thinking about it. Although he hadn't risen from his spot in the shadows, his being seemed to give out an air of a cat with great patience, as if he had been here several times. As if every day someone admitted their brother was a murderer of the forest. Well, nobody said Darkangel hadn't seen this before. Not much was known about the silver tom's past, only that it had been long and very hard. Pelt bristling slightly, Darkangel looked deeply at Lillydale as she spoke, eyes still flaming. "You think that will stop him Lillydale? He wants to rule the forest, and even if you leave, he will still come. You'd be sacrificing yourself for nothing. Plus, CresentClan helped PewterClan, remember? That alone is a reason for Renegade to fight us." There was no way to argue with Darkangel when he spoke in that tone, the only way for Lillydale to win this argument, was for her to flee, before the two cats in the den could react to her moving.
((Bad post. xP))
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Post by *~ForestWind~* on Mar 18, 2009 18:02:46 GMT -5
She couldn't pull herself together, still after getting the truth pushed out of her mind. The terrible things her brother had done through out his life played over and over again in the she-cats mind. The blood that ran deep through Renegade's veins, ran through her's also. That was the scary truth. Would the clan still trust her after what had been revealed? That same question, along with many others echoed through the images flashing behind her glazed over orbs. Lillydale was still for moments, her body quivering slightly. The numbness faded slowly, reality dawning on her once more. The two cats in-front of her were probably both shocked, and the silver pelted warrior knew that far more then what they knew. She took a few steps back, toward the exit...
Lillydale turned her head abruptly, staring the deputy back, straight in his scorching blue eyes. She took deep breaths, for once anger bubbling up a little. Yet fear still claimed her more then anything... why wouldn't it? Her silver fur seemed to be blended with the shadows now, two purple eyes glowing in the darkness. The cold and hollow darkness, that surrounded all three of them. Probably everyone in the camp, if not the forest.
"I know that, Darkangel. But that doesn't mean I cant save my clan, especially if I am one of the reason's for the attack." She mewed in a monotone, feeling rather drained by now. Emotionless in the least. "I know I cant choose my family, or control my brother's actions. But thats how life works. It might not be my fault, but at the end of the day, I will the one getting blamed. Life is not fair, and thats something we all have to get use to." The she-cat spoke again, in a lower voice. Her claws sunk back into the hard ground, a soft yet ice cold wind brushing over her. It chilled all through out her, grabbing her heart with icy cold claws.
Yet the next words the similar looking tom said cracked her for some reason. No longer could she stand there, knowing that Renegade could be out there right now, prowling around the nursery. Violet orbs flared up, narrowing to slits. Yet behind the rage, she held back the hot and salty tears burning her nose.
"I cant stay here and watch everyone die! This is my family, my real family I care about! I wont sit around waiting for something I helped to create, come and spill there blood all around! I have to do something about this, and you don't know Renegade. He holds long grudges. He remembers what I had done to him as a kit, and wants me dead!" She exploded, backing up even more. "You don't understand any of this, and never will. This is something I have to handle! Starclan sent me this dream for a reason, and I am going to do what I was here for!" Lillydale shot back at Darkangel again, not even looking over to the leader. She was done with this. She knew what she needed to do, and couldn't be swayed. How dare that cat say she wouldn't be doing anything! She was a part of the big picture, and there was nothing she could do about it. Lillydale turned around, glancing back over her shoulder for a second.
"I'm sorry if that is how you feel, Darkangel. But this is what I have to do. I have to at least try..." And with that she was gone, faded into the night time shadows. She was off to find Renegade, one of the deadliest cats alive. Especially at his rise in power.
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Post by Destiny on Mar 21, 2009 8:09:34 GMT -5
((=facepalm= So... much... to... readzz... =headdeskheaddesk= theres nothing I can reply with. So far as I'm concerned, Forest just ended the RP. And I can't be bothered to write between the lines, since everything I feel Dawnflower would say, would require Lillydale to still be there... >.< So, sorry. No reply.))
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Post by *~ForestWind~* on Mar 21, 2009 8:14:35 GMT -5
((Yeah, I know what'cha mean Dest... ;D Thats fine ^^))
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