.-Come into the Den of Vipers-.

[Razorblade]

The young tom remained respectfully quiet, holding that quick tongue of his in the powerful presence of his leader. However, when he had been noticed, staring eye to eye with Bane, was when he spoke.

“It’s been moons sir.”

No more.
No less.

Although he was excited by the prospect of being promoted to full medicine cat, there was no further movement from him.

The angry little tom was gone – here was a creature controlled, precise in his movements and bearing.

Then the damned prisoner spoke, and Razorblade’s ears barely even twitched. Dark eyes watched Bluerage for a long moment; so long, but ever so quiet.

It was strange, a quiet Razorblade?

Ah, but this is business! He had no reason to use his ever sharpened tongue, but he rose to his paws to walk with Bane, ignoring the prisoner.

"He wasn't talking to you. Now shut up."

Ghosteye wasn’t her business.

And this dumbass of a prisoner would learn her place here in Boneclan soon enough..

[Amberstar]

((I seriously thought Bluerage was asked to be the medicine cat.. Should I change my post?))

[Razorblade]

[Razorblade would kill her. XP Hehe, but it's up to you.]

[Bane]

Venom engulfed the fae as Bane turned quickly, powerful jaws aiming to slash her across the face.

"Speak when spoken to... or you'll never be able to speak again."

He growled, though not in a threatening way, which ironically made it more threatening. He turned back almost instantly, not waiting for her petty response, not even caring if the strike hit her or not. It would strike fear into her, anyway.

Bane left the camp, sliding with ease across the rocky terrain.

He seemed to go for ages, engulfed by shadow and long grasses.

On and on.

On and on.

Then. He stopped very deliberately, waiting for only a moment so she could catch up, then flicking his tail to his left, signalling an abandoned rabbit's warren. It was deep, and all sort of thorns and brambles blocked the entrance.

"Get comfortable, sweetheart. Dinner is included."

He said emotionlessly. This warren had been used before, but the scents were stale now. Bane had put a fresh mouse in the warren a few days ago, predicting that he may well need to use the warren when the whole feuding began. But it wasn't any old mouse meat - he'd deliberately doused the carcass in the poisons of atropine, a poison from deadly nightshade that causes paralysation for atleast 24 hours, and stops the brain recieving nerve messages. Just enough time, Bane felt.

And the beauty of it was, that the poison was almost undetectable under the stench of the old carcass. The fae would be stupid to eat the carcass straight away, but after several hours even the mouse would look appetising. And there was no escape, not in such a warren that after darkness engulfs you, a sincere drop that is practically impossible to climb back up takes you by surprise.

See, Bane was always thinking ahead.[/size]

[Bluerage]

<sub>The she-cat surpressed a hiss at the dark leader, tail swishing irritably. She didn't trust any of them at all, even if the mouse looked tasty enough to swallow whole. She was indeed hungry..

"No thanks.." She snarled stiffly. "I'll catch my own prey. You keep your mouse," She sniffed bitterly, but not daring to make a move towards the outer bounds to hunt. She glared at Bane, eyes filled with bitter redemption.

"What do you want from me, to keep me from my clan? I'm no use to you!" She snapped irritably, choosing instead idle chatter than to enter the thorny domain.

"I want nothing of Boneclan. Let me free!" She snarled, anger rising. She wasn't quite sure what she was saying anymore, herself, anyways. Her anger was showing, and it was beginning to hopefully strike them she wasn't a pitiful old she-cat who couldn't take care of herself. She was an assasin of cold blood, and hated being chained like this.</sub>

Sorry Baney! I'm no good roleplayer like you. But enjoy my pitiful attempt anyways!
Also, I'm only guessing at what redemption means. If it's in the wrong sentence, dun shoot me.

[Amberstar]

[No eating here tonight no no no eating here tonight YOU ON A DIET!! Haha, decided to post that apparently Bluerage has been rescued and returned to her home in Risingclan. Sorry Baney! I still love ya anyways. ^________________^ ]