Slipping <> through T I M E

[Tragedy]

Red haze, black flash
can you compose yourself?
[how fast?]

Reach, reach,
but if you touch you die
you can't handle
the millennium mind

Step to the beat
to dodge the sting
[pick up your feet!]

Flitting images
present and past
try to see them,
look twice fast

But, hey hey, don't be blue
that's O.K
[I'm gonna take you]

In the fading light of day, Blackpaw slipped through the long grasses of the DuskClan plains, intent on joining the group of cats that called this place home. She was swift and silent, hoping to reach some cat before dark. It was getting colder and she didn't much fancy another night out on the grasslands; it was awfully exposed. Suddenly she froze. She smelled....mouse. An abrupt but graceful wheel to the right brought her in line with the prey that she had gotten unbelievably close to with the silence in which she traveled. Blackpaw dropped into an expert hunting crouch and flowed closer. With a final leap, she sunk her needle claws into its throat, tearing and snapping it's neck. Well at least I have some food, she thought, sitting well concealed to devour her meal. All was done in complete silence.

Slip-slip-slipping
through time

[Bovine]

That was a DuskClan mouse.

The voice was almost a hoarse whisper, though made audible to the intruder.
Smokepaw slunk through the tall grasses, towards the young she-cat, yet keeping his distance, as he did with all cats.
His intense silver eyes bore into the back of Blackpaw, his face, expressionless.

[Tragedy]

Looky looky,

Blackpaw flicked her ear in the direction of the new cat, who smelled of DuskClan. She moved not another muscle. Oh really? she asked, Would you care to try to take it from me? She felt the gaze of his eyes upon her, and, quiet though he was, could pinpoint his exact location. She took what was left of the mouse in her jaws and turned to face the young tom. Just when it looked like she was about to attack him, she turned and ran. Catch me if you can!
Blackpaw sped into the dying light, her laughter echoing on the wind.

A new day has dawned

[Bovine]

As you wish.

His voice not but a whisper before he sped after her...A sly grin placed in a spot where a listless frown usually sat.
His lean body, sinewy yet slender, cut through the air like Bane's claws through flesh.
His gate came in long, fluid movements, not missing a single step out of place.
This she-cat had made a mistake by challanging Smokepaw.
He could give the wind reason to be envious.

[Tragedy]

Looky looky,

Boy, this tom could run fast! Almost as fast as her. Let's see him match this! she thought. Blackpaw turned, digging her back paws into the dirt. She was now heading straight for her fellow apprentice. Blackpaw shot right past him, and made another tight turn. Now she was chasing him. She leaped, claws still sheathed, to try to tackle him from behind. Gotcha!

A new day has dawned

[Bovine]

There was that smile again.

Not quite.

Smokepaw shot his feet out infront of him, claws unsheathed, gripping the dusty earth.
He flattened himself to the ground, Blackpaw would run right over him at that speed.

[Tragedy]

Looky looky,

Blackpaw went flying right over the young tom. For a second, she was terrified. Had her body failed her, when she was trying to impress this Clan cat? But she twisted in midair, and landed on her feet, facing the flattened apprentice. Blackpaw relaxed and laughed. Who are you?

A new day has dawned

OOC: "As you wish"... Haha, I loved that movie!

[Bovine]

Smokepaw rose to a sitting position staring ahead at the young she-cat, his breathing had not quite gone back to normal yet...She was skilled. And fast.
He gave a quiet chuckle. She got to the point, no?

My name is unimportant at the moment. What is your business in DuskClan?

His tone wasn't harsh, but it wasn't 'hey, how yeh doin buddy?' either.
Would it hurt for him to try and start a conversation? Maybe.

[Tragedy]

Looky looky,

My business, she said, is none of yours. Buuuut.... the black fela smiled. Since you're so cute, I'll tell you. She sat. I wish to join your DuskClan and finish my training. And if they're the ones who trained you, than I imagine I'll be just fine. Blackpaw smiled again. She liked this tom, strange as he was. So, seriously, what's your name?

A new day has dawned

[Bovine]

She was puttin' the sweet-talk on alright.
Smokepaw lowered his head a bit, feeling his skin heat...He wasn't used to flattery from a shecat...well...he wasn't used to flattery from anycat, to be honest.
After taking a few moments to regather himself, He replied in his usual quiet tone,

My name's Smokepaw, his eyes flickered for a moment, from the ground to the fela..but for only the most brief second. He added almost inaudibly, What's yours?

[Tragedy]

Looky looky,

Blackpaw saw the other cat grow flustered, and struggled not to laugh. But she hadn't lied. He was skilled, and cute. She stood and drew herself up. I, she said dramatically, am Blackpaw! The she-cat thought back to a time in the city when she could've said her true name, Blackice, and everybody in the vicinity would've either dipped their head in respect or tried to kill her. Blackpaw sat again, and tried to start a conversation. So what's DuskClan like?

A new day has dawned

[Bovine]

Smokepaw looked back up, a tiny shudder ran through him. He was terrible in one-on-one situations...He was gonna have to talk more than neccessary, wasn't he? Oh StarClan.
He nodded, showing that he had heard and processed this cat's name....Something in her voice hinted, pride, that was for sure...but something else lay hidden.

He sighed, It's been rather uneventful lately, to tell the truth. That's why I was out this far on the territory. Trying to find something interesting...And indeed he did! Duskclan, at this point, it was his turn to be proud, Is the strongest and most feared Clan in the land. Whether he was exaggerating or not, that's for you to decipher. We are ruled under Sabrestar....You'll meet her soon I assume, if you're to join us...

[Tragedy]

Looky looky,

The strongest, huh? she said, That's good. As for the boredom, well.... Blackpaw smiled craftily. I can fix that. She yawned. It was getting later. Next order of buisness: what's Sabrestar like?

A new day has dawned

[Bovine]

He felt the heat again...was she flirting with him? Surely not? Maybe?
Shaking it off once more, Smokepaw searched his mind for way to describe his leader, then spoke proudly again,

Sabrestar is powerful beyond her size. And she doesn't fear Bane. He felt pride coursing through him, Bane was a deadly cat, and not one to be fooled with, But I don't really know what else to say about her....She's kinda one of those cats you have to meet to understand.

[Tragedy]

Looky looky,

Blackpaw noted Smokepaw's obvious pride in his clan. She sounds like a cat well worth following. Now who is Bane?

A new day has dawned

OOC:My muses are on coffee break XP

[Bovine]

Smokepaw sighed, ..You ask a lot of questions....Bane is the leader of BoneClan and a ruthless murderer and rapist. He wouldn't think twice to kill a kit. Smokepaw wrinkled his nose in distain for the ebonite tom. You don't wanna cross his path.

[Tragedy]

Looky looky,

The expirienced warrior asks a lot of questions to learn as much as she can, said Blackpaw loftily. But she grew serious. I'll make sure to stay out of Bane's way if I see him. She shivered. It was almost completely dark now. So can I join DuskClan?

A new day has dawned

[Bovine]

Smokepaw chuckled...She was the same age as he, but called herself a warrior? It was slightly confusing but, no matter.
I'm not the one to be asking. I'm only an apprentice. Only Sabrestar can decide whether you stay or go.

He noticed her shiver. Oh lordy lordy. He battled his own mind, should he try to warm her? Should he keep his distance? Yes? No? He stretched awkwardly, trying to find some words......

Well...I. Uh. da*n.......He had flustered himself now, but appeared calm for the most part, Since it's getting dark............And Sabrestar hasn't come yet....I guess we should rest. His words were mumbles. Gosh this was awkward.

Without waiting for Blackpaw to reply, Smokepaw trudged off.
There was a large rock, it made a sort of canopy, it jutted out among the tall grass. Smokepaw plopped down onto the dusty ground, facing the rock, the grass around him forming a small clearing. He layed his head down and tried to sleep, but it wouldn't come easy.

[Tragedy]

Looky Looky,

Blackpaw was touched that Smokepaw didn't just leave her here. O.K. She trotted after Smokepaw to the stone overhang. In a contrast to his restlessness, she was exhausted by days of travel. Blackpaw was soon fast asleep. But it was cold in the flatlands. A frigid breeze creeped into the little hollow. Still dead to the world, Blackpaw snuggled closer to Smokepaw.

A new day has dawned

[Bovine]

Still partially awake, Smokepaw felt a soft warmth next to him. He lifted his head to see what it was....to find Blackpaw nestled against his side.
He blinked a couple times in bewilderment and opened his mouth to say something...But he thought better of it.
He shut his mouth and layed his head back down....Within a few minutes he had fallen into sleep, unknowingly purring.