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Post by Kestrel on Jun 14, 2006 14:58:36 GMT -5
Kestrel's mismatched eyes, sharp as they were, surveyed the Meadow. Her new Clan, RisingClan, was not worthy of the name; 2 members does not make a Clan.
She watched for movement, awaiting the arrival of a cat who may want to join her.
|ooc| suckesh O.o
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Post by starcrossed on Jun 14, 2006 15:34:01 GMT -5
Jet watched curiously as Kestrel waited with undying patience and devotion. He sighed, and padded closer to where Kestrel was sitting.
More Clan members... what if Bane rises his numbers first? Where will that get us? He meowed to her, his eyes flashing briefly as he tilted his head a little. |
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Post by Kestrel on Jun 14, 2006 16:21:39 GMT -5
Kestrel glanced at Jet gratefully.
She turned back to the Meadow, frowning slightly. "In trouble," she meowed simply.
"Bane...he's a bloodthirsty killer. I can feel it. This BoneClan doesn't bode well..."
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Post by starcrossed on Jun 14, 2006 16:51:19 GMT -5
I know. He meowed quietly. I guess I'm not used to being afraid of things like that, but I am afraid of him. Afraid of what he'll do to the forest. If I died, I'd want to go down fighting, and with him in the way... he'll destroy RisingClan with a swipe of the claw, along with his little pet, Sharpfang. I hate him, too. They're- He caught himself before he began to curse in front of his leader, and sighed awkwardly. Whatever... I probably wouldn't even remember this Clan... it'd be wiped away with the rest of my memories... |
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Post by Kestrel on Jun 14, 2006 17:09:43 GMT -5
Kestrel glanced at her companion, her eyes sparking sympathy and curiosity in equal measures. She struggled to hide the sympathy, though. Somehow she didn't think Jet cared for such things.
In a level tone she asked, "What...what happened to your memory?"
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Post by starcrossed on Jun 14, 2006 17:26:57 GMT -5
Jet was startled at Kestrel's question, and he felt a quaking, empty feeling inside his belly. He shuffled his paws uncomfortably and meowed quietly, I don't know... it's all a blank spot where everything before becoming a drifter, which was only about a moon or so ago, is, so I'm not sure...
Suddenly, trying to put a bold front on, he growled, But I don't need your sympathy!
*Sorry I have to be like that... Jet is just rude.* |
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Post by Kestrel on Jun 14, 2006 19:45:27 GMT -5
Kestrel's entire being stiffened. "Good," she meowed, and there was a definate edge to her voice.
Her eyes narrowed and were suddenly distant. If Jet wanted to be like that, then that was fine by her...
|ooc| 'tis fine ^^
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Post by starcrossed on Jun 14, 2006 20:11:46 GMT -5
Jet snorted impatiently and turned away from Kestrel; he didn't want to see her right now, she'd touched a nerve that had set him off.
His mind racing, Jet tried to dig deeper into his mind, into his memory, but could find nothing.
Dirt had been found; but he hadn't struck gold.
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Post by Kestrel on Jun 14, 2006 20:19:17 GMT -5
Kestrel shifted subtly, but that subtle shift blocked Jet from view.
Her thoughts raced. RisingClan...BoneClan...where am I going to get more members to strengthen the Clan? BoneClan can destroy us in a heartbeat...but then again, they're only of two cats as well...
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Post by starcrossed on Jun 14, 2006 22:20:17 GMT -5
Jet looked up with a sigh.
Bane's going to destroy us, isn't he? He asked, his voice cracking. No matter how much we'd want him to die and disappear, he's going to kill our Clan... and memories won't matter anymore... He said the last part with a sweet sigh, and his tail-tip twitched, knowing Kestrel didn't approve of his negative thinking, but also didn't much care.
Memories just burden you, anyway... who needs 'em? I've got better things, like claws, fangs, and life... but for how long, I don't know...
Jet was talking almost to himself, as he watched the clouding gray sky let loose a light, silvery drizzle, soaking his pelt.
No matter if this rain were blood, no matter if the birds were humans, we'd still be dead, no matter if ' StarClan ' themselves came to us and saved us so heroically, we'd still die agonizingly at the mighty claw of Bane... if doesn't matter if we did, though does it?
His eyes misted and softened as his voice whispered softly into the day, The world would still go 'round.
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Post by Kestrel on Jun 15, 2006 8:58:02 GMT -5
Kestrel turned and looked at Jet directly, her gaze sharp but sad, no longer cold; both eyes were melancholy as the rain falling around them.
"I am glad for memory," she said, her voice softer than the whisper of the rain. "Without it, we would forget the joys we have felt before. Of course, we would forget the pain, but without pain there can be no joy. Without light, dark. All things are here in the world so we can make a choice. Darkness, pain...I'd take that if it means free will, if it means joy along with it." Like sunlight breaking through the clouds, so did Kestrel's heart stir at her words. Belief came strongly to her.
She raised her voice slightly, "I value my life, and I will fight for it. If light comes with darkness, then this Clan comes with Bane's. He's just one cat, mortal like us. No different."
She paused, pondering Jet's last words. 'It doesn't matter if we did, though does it? The world would still go 'round.'
She wasn't so bad at pep talks, but that thought troubled her too. She wanted to live. She wanted to be remembered. She wanted to make a difference.
After a few moments of silence, she spoke truthfully, "If you don't speak to anyone.....if you push everyone away, make no friends, or...anything, then maybe no one will care if you're gone. ...But if you live a full life then maybe cats will care. We shall see, in due course.
But me...I'll be remembered. Or at least, I shall try my best."
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Post by starcrossed on Jun 15, 2006 10:15:47 GMT -5
Jet's eyes glimmered as Kestrel spoke those words, the breeze ruffling his silver fur, he shook his head in awe.
Kes-Kestrel... he murmured, marveling the she-cat, in all her beauty and majesty, Why do you bother telling me this? His voice became bitter as he continued,
I'll just forget it...
Then, he shook his head and let himself a wry smile. Y-yeah... well, Kes, don't think your words haven't had any affect on me, okay? I just... need some time to think. G'bye.
And with that, Jet wandered away, into the brush, his mind racing and occasionally crashing.
She's right, y'know, an instinctive voice mewled to her. [/size] |
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Post by Kestrel on Jun 15, 2006 10:59:29 GMT -5
Kestrel watched Jet go, her mind likewise racing. She was trapped in a whirlwind; thoughts, considerations, plans, ideas...such a huge rush that she almost felt dizzy.
She frowned slightly, looking stubborn, looking confused and magestic all at once and somehow managing to pull it off without looking strange.
Her thoughts rushed on.
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Post by Kestrel on Jun 15, 2006 20:35:40 GMT -5
|ooc| waits for random post ^^
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Post by starcrossed on Jun 17, 2006 11:30:15 GMT -5
Sorry it's been awhile... lol.
Jet sat alone, away from Kestrel, in the bushes, his jet-black and silver fur smooth and drying from the sun's breaking golden light. His pale lavender eyes glimmered in the dewshine, his tail lashed arrogantly, and his emotionless expression gave way.
How can I just run out on her like that? We're a team now... He sighed. I knew this Clanthing was a bad idea, I just knew it! But it's too late to quit now.
Jet stood, shaking the light dew from his drying silver and black-striped coat. He padded forward to Kestrel, his eyes brightening.
Look, Kes, I'm sorry for runnin' out on you like that. If we're to get some allies, they're going to come from inside the Clan, right?
Without waiting to see Kestrel's expression, he went on. As a matter of fact, some of them might like the idea of RisingClan better than the others... DuskClan, StoneClan, MistClan and TreeClan. Right? I mean, we don't have the same laws, we don't bask in StarClan's glory, and some of them were probably already thinking of treachery.
As he was about to go on, Jet halted, his eyes suddenly dimming. Wait... would they go to RisingClan... or BoneClan? |
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Post by Kestrel on Jun 17, 2006 19:42:28 GMT -5
Kestrel threw Jet a swift, unreadable glance before turning away again, hiding her face.
When she spoke, however, she didn't sound angry in the least. "I know a cat..she recently went to join Stoneclan. Fernwhisker. I can ask her to monitor for signs of unrest among the Clans..." Twitching her ears, she added, "It's a good idea. Rogues are so used to solitude they may not take to RisingClan kindly.
Or BoneClan... she thought with a flickering of satasfaction.
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Post by starcrossed on Jun 17, 2006 20:06:45 GMT -5
Yeah, Jet said, nodding, dipping his head to Kestrel. Fernwhisker... I could scout around too. With that, Jet dispersed into the shadows like a faded silver and black image.
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Post by starcrossed on Jun 21, 2006 9:54:40 GMT -5
OOC: Hello? Dance? 
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Post by Sabrestar on Jun 21, 2006 10:43:33 GMT -5
ooc| -pokeprod-
Would you like Duskclan to form an alliance? (:
By the way, just as a little advice (you don't have to take it, but)
The way you guys are talking about Bane is making him seem like a god, which is therefore making your newly forming Clan look weak. Unless you want to become a strong, actual Clan, I suggest you form some type of hate/disgust towards Bane and be strong instead of cowering under his shadow. .__.
Or, you can join Duskclan, and make it awesome so we can fight against Boneclan. |D -SHOTDOWN-
Or you can just ignore me. (:
I'm probably going to make a character for either Kestrel or Bane's Clan, I'm weighting the two factors, so it'd be great if you shaped up your form. (:
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Post by Bane on Jun 21, 2006 10:58:56 GMT -5
(But Bane is god xDDD)
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