Lucky
Warrior
Mistclan Warrior
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Post by Lucky on Jun 7, 2007 20:36:02 GMT -5
Lucky sat impatiently in the clearing, waiting for the Gathering Party to return. What news would they bring?
The golden tabby got up and started to pace. Pace... Pace... Pace... Soon, there was a nice deep path in the dirt where her path was marked. The she-cat sat down with a plop. Her tail twitched with eagerness.
Well, she couldn't go this time, but even stories were good enough for her!
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Post by Amberstar on Jun 9, 2007 12:14:42 GMT -5
Amberstar emerged with the rest of the cats trailing behind, Colt included, looking rather surly at the back of the group and staring at her amber flanks with murder in his eyes. "Good eve' to you Lucky," She said softly, her voice distant and mournful.
The murder.. Blood flashed, and..
"We shall discuss the gathering as a whole, however," she said kindly to her anxious look.
"CATS of Treeclan! Come forth for a clan meeting!" She howled, it ringing all the way to the borders of the tree-lined terra.
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Post by Blackheart on Jun 9, 2007 13:22:46 GMT -5
Both Colt and Greed received a watchful look from Blackheart, but the huge black deputy carried on past them and towards Amberstar. Shangsword and Shinzui both had approached as well, he could see, Shangsword looking as cold and surly as ever and Shinzui happy and proud. Yellow hues flicked, returning to fall on his leader.
After such events…Blackheart was most of all angry with himself. He prided himself on his strength and control, but the she-cat’s murder had made it slip fully away.
Perhaps it was because he had witnessed such senseless murders in the past, and it was difficult to stand by and do nothing to stop it.
No matter.
Sitting down, the black tom lifted his head, ready to fully listen to what Amberstar stated.
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Post by magnum on Jun 9, 2007 13:40:42 GMT -5
She entered the camp warily. Such behaviour on the Gathering night was horrid, even dear Magnum knew that. She followed Greed closely, pressing against his side at all times as though she was afraid that feline who'd killed Blindsong would come for her.
Magnum was too pretty to die just yet.
She sat extremely close to her macho boyfriends and curled her tail around Colt while she leaned more to Greed's side. The gruesome murder of the blind queen flashed through her mind as she glanced up at the amber she; the Himalayan still hadn't warmed up to the TreeClan leader yet.
Murmurs of sorrow and grief seemed to ripple through the camp.
Magnum was trembling. She hadn't witnessed a death since she'd come to TreeClan with Greed and Colt and Duo and Stormwing. She could barely see.
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Lucky
Warrior
Mistclan Warrior
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Post by Lucky on Jun 9, 2007 19:57:18 GMT -5
Realizing that her leader was here, Lucky sat up straight, moving from her bored, slumpy position. Then she stood up at attention, tail sticking straight up in the air, ears errect. Something she had learned while she had been learning how to fight back at the tribe.
"Good evening to you ma'am! I've been guarding the camp for you, er... ma'am!"
Quite embarrased, she sulkilly walked to the back of the croud and sat down. Hopefully, Takumi would come. She loved him so much.
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Post by Sunpelt on Jun 9, 2007 20:12:53 GMT -5
The golden tom awoke from his slumber by the call of his leader. He stretched, fur rippling at the moonset chill. His matching eyes flashed brilliantly in the light, as he peeked out from underneath the secure warriors den. Something wasn't right. His gaze flickered to Blackheart, then to Amberstar... then to the cats who had left for the gathering... Most seemed phased by something... very disturbing. Briskly he left the warm securities of the den and approached Blackheart, wandering eyes witnessing the dazed look on Magnum, only to return to the black tom.
Sunpelt took a seat next to Blackheart, his gaze resting briefly upon the black tom, before raising to his leader's position."Nothing good, I can imagine," he commented, as his tail curled neatly over his paws.
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Post by Blackheart on Jun 9, 2007 20:25:55 GMT -5
Blackheart twitched his ear, recognizing the tom’s scent even before his voice came to his ear.
“Not good at all.”
He allowed the weight and tone of his own voice to sink in a little, so that Sunpelt would better understand the terribleness of this situation. But the deputy said no more, kneading the earth beneath his paws. He still sensed that weight of failure, the silver tom and his dumb relative had been so close…he could have done something.
A sigh.
There was little point on dwelling on things that could not be changed, and Blackheart thusly relaxed at that thought.
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Takumi
Warrior
TreeClan Warrior
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Post by Takumi on Jun 9, 2007 20:38:07 GMT -5
[glow=brown,5,500]The slim siamese tom followed Sunpelt from the warriors den. The orange cloth bands around his head flowing smoothly on either shoulder, pronouncing the expert movement as if his life depended on it. The tom still felt out of place with these clanners. He wasn't used to their ways, though he felt himself wholely adjusted... Things didn't seem right... He hadn't expressed these thoughts to the golden she, Lucky, but he had a feeling she knew. With a shrug, he strolled quietly to her side, knowing full well he hadn't completely learned their language yet... and a translator would surely do![/glow]
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Duo
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Post by Duo on Jun 9, 2007 20:42:14 GMT -5
For once, the playful, energetic tom wasn't bursting with energy. His mind fully sought on the needless bloody murder. How can cats do that? he thought, forgeting that he, too, had such training. He couldn't possibly... could he? That wasn't the life he wanted, and certainly something he hoped he never had to do... The young tom shivered, and sought company with Stormwing, who huddled in the back of the group.
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Lucky
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Mistclan Warrior
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Post by Lucky on Jun 9, 2007 20:51:58 GMT -5
Lucky licked Takumi on the cheek, happy to see him. Then her face turned sad.
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She turned and looked at Amberstar, wondering what her Leader would say next. She also wondered how much she would have to translate, and how much he would pick up.
No matter. At least she was with him...
Ooc: We're about to have a meeting. The cats returned from the gathering. Something bad has happened!
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Takumi
Warrior
TreeClan Warrior
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Post by Takumi on Jun 9, 2007 20:54:30 GMT -5
(no time to reply. Quick check your pm!)
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Post by Onyxdart on Jun 9, 2007 22:44:09 GMT -5
Onyx followed close behind everyone else, as if she too was afraid the crazy toms would follow and come after her.
She'd just stood there. She'd been sitting right next to Blindsong, and she hadn't even reacted fast enough. Shouldn't she have noticed something was off, or something?
The black she-cat didn't sit with anyone who was already there. She sat slightly alone. She was shocked, and well shaken up, and well annoyed. The tom who'd killed Blindsong had a lot coming to him.
Well, and Onyx didn't really have any buddies to sit with, anyway. But she should be paying attention right now. Yellow eyes flicked up and she tilted her head to the side, regarding her leader intently. [/center]
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Post by Amberstar on Jul 1, 2007 18:34:03 GMT -5
So, she leaps to the top of the rock, screams 'omg a cat is dead on a gathering' she listens to all the other cats screaming 'omgomgwe'regoingtodie' but then she says 'nowait there is a solution! We must unite!' And then all the other cats are like yay and then they celebrate for a month, where it is time for another gathering.
"Blackheart, Takumi, Lucky, Onyxdart, Westwind, Astralpaw, Kaze, Greed, Magnum, and Colt .45 shall accompany me to the gathering. Sunpelt? I wish you to stay behind and guard the camp," She said sharply. "These are dark times, and I wish you to do a good job. However, Nobody leave the camp until my return," She spoke, turning on her heels and striding from the camp.
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Post by Sunpelt on Jul 25, 2007 18:34:08 GMT -5
Sunpelt nodded at his orders, accepting them as if they were a plump water vole.
If this is the way I must avenge Blindsong, then so it must be. This was the reinforcer of his motives since he heard of Blindsong's death, right underneath his clan loyalty. During moons past, he and Blindsong have become fast friends, and her death has caused him error in the short days that had followed. Now, with new resolve, almost synthesizing towards eagerness, presented itself in the upcoming war, but for now, he remained the steadfast root he has always been in his clan.
Now, with a sweep of his tail, he beconed the members of the clan who were to remain to give them their orders for the night and the following morn.
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