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 Posted: Sun Jul 18, 2010 6:21 pm
 R o b i n s o n g“Beauty has two edges: one of laughter…”_______________________________________[Robinsong could hear something amongst the darkness. Meows, concerned meows, drowned out by the water in her ears. She felt cold. But safe.
Her eyes opened slightly, rolling around to look at the world. She could identify the pelt of Troutail and...she scented Frostfern. What was she doing with him..?]
Ohhh, wow, Frostfern…And to think that at one point, I actually respected you…
[Her eyes suddenly snapped open as she felt her torso contract in a spasm. She coughed up several mouthfuls of river water, panting heavily as the last of it gurled out of her jaws.
Wide-eyed from shock, Robinsong looked at the two warriors. Only Troutail's pelt was wet, and he seemed to be quite shaken. Frostfern looked worried as well, but something in her face displayed a hint of impatience. She snorted inwardly, knowing the reason. But she couldn't grasp as to why Troutail had bothered saving her. He left his mate--his mate--to save a pathetic, drowning murderer who hated him with a passion. It made no sense to her.
Her gaze dropped feebly to the ground.]
“Why…?”
[She whispered almost inaudibly, as if to herself, eyes clouding with pain and confusion. Was the bond between Clanmates this strong? Or was it something more…He could've only saved her to keep her alive--to make sure Foampaw would tell the truth about that damned day, to have Robinsong punished, to have her exiled, killed.
Gritting her teeth, Robinsong heaved herself to her paws and gave her pelt a shake-down. It still spiked out in all directions, but at least the greenleaf sun was there to warm her. She struggled to keep a snarl from escaping her. Instead, she looked upon her Clanmates with a hardening eyes.]
“I'm fine, really…Thank you, Troutail, Frostfern…I'll…I'll go back to camp now…I apologize if I…interrupted anything…Thanks again…”
[Dipping her head, she began dragging her paws back in the direction of camp, her eyes darkening and lips curling into a menacing snarl as soon as she was out of sight and earshot. All the while, she was scenting the air for prey. If she returned with empty jaws…Well, what kind of a hunter would she be?]_______________________________“…one of anguish, cutting the heart asunder.”  
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Posted: Sun Jul 18, 2010 7:25 pm
((NYACK! WHYYY did I hafta be gone all day?! DDDD8 Lightningstrike was right there, too... xD OH FAVE SONG NAO. Oh holy cow, that was random... Fave song just came on the radio... -.-' DISREGARD, please. Please. *shakes* All better.))
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Leopardstreak Vice Captain
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Leopardstreak Vice Captain
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Posted: Sun Jul 18, 2010 7:44 pm
 L i g h t n i n g s t r i k e"Vigilance is to be the only one to stick with it until the end, no matter the obstacles surrounding the victory."______________________________________ ((Arck, disregard my last ooc post. Lightning was in camp, not by the river. D8 Sorry!))
[Lightningstrike's jaws parted in a large yawn, yet his paws itched. He glanced at the sky. Sunset. He purred, his purr deep and rumbly. He slid his claws out and padded from camp, his talon sharp claws shredding the grass and weeds. He dropped into a hunter's crouch and prowled among the reeds, instantly spotting a plump water vole. He crept forward, his ears flat against his head as his amber eyes glinted with a certain bloodthirstiness, then he pounced. He tore the vole's throat out violently, leaving blood staining his paws. Yet the massive silver tom enojyed the warm stickness and the metallic scent, the crimson staining his silver paws. He grasped the vole in his jaws and continued steadily towards the NightClan border, almost colliding with Robinsong. His amber eyes glinted as sharp as flint.]
"Went for a swim, dear Robinsong? Or perhaps an unsuccessful fish hunt?" the tom teased, his long claws remaining unsheathed. With a grunt, he flung the vole at Robinsong. "Take it," he meowed, deep and cold.
[Without waiting for a reply, Lightningstrike leapt away from Robinsong, then his paws pounded on the ground as he raced along the river, his amber eyes glinting. He let out a low snarl, angry at himself. Shoulda killed her when you had the chance... the strange voice growled, suddenly recurring in his mind. Lightningstrike spat at the ground, his claws ripping at the reeds again. Never! I would never kill a Clanmate, not matter the taunting temptation! Lightningstrike bristled, pushing the voice to the back of his mind.]
(( That was a Slayer. Ravage, to be exact. I know they've been silent, but I threw it in there because Lightning doesn't know it's a Slayer. whee )) ______________________________________
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Posted: Sun Jul 18, 2010 8:25 pm
R o b i n s o n g“Beauty has two edges: one of laughter…”_______________________________________(( @Leo: Ohh, bad move, Lightning. o: She's more psycho than you think. xDD
...Ugh...Writer's block. OTL ))
[Robinsong blinked, her neck arched slightly and head drawn back as she recoiled from the vole that was tossed at her. Water still dripping from her whiskers, the calico glared at Lightningstrike as he pelted for the river. Her temper flared beyond insanity. She looked at the water vole in hatred and disgust.]
How dare that fool! What does he take me for?! That damned pile of foxdung…He'll regret this pathetic act of charity…
[Her eyes darkened, tail lashed. Unsheathing her claws, she tore the poor creature open, separating it piece by piece, spilling its innards all around. Thickening blood stuck to her paws like honey, and the she-cat couldn't help but snarl in sadistic joy. One day, she thought, this would happen to all of them...
With that, she set off for camp once more, a newfound strength blazing within her and a crooked smirk plastered on her face. A purr of satisfaction rumbled in her throat as the camp entrance came into view. Sheathing her claws and calming herself, Robinsong slinked into camp, eyes half-open, scrutinizing every cat that passed her. Her gaze fixed on Foampaw and the others around her. She smiled, teeth glistening.
The large she-cat sat on the opposite side of the camp, long, fluffy tail curling at her paws. She sat ever-so elegantly, mismatching eyes shadowed over but glimmering with malice, a delicate half-smile ever-present. Her pelt has dried by then, though paws remained encrusted with the water vole's blood. If Foampaw would see her, the poor she-cat would surely get the message: Shut up.]_______________________________“…one of anguish, cutting the heart asunder.”
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Leopardstreak Vice Captain
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Posted: Sun Jul 18, 2010 8:36 pm
(( MUAHAHA. @Rain: Hurrhurrhurr, I know! I had to make him just be...irksome, a bit more. And I wanted Robin to hate him even more... Makes "the plan" even more dramatic. xDD
Ignore small post, lol sweatdrop ))
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Posted: Sun Jul 18, 2010 8:43 pm
(( Same here w/the short post thing. o xo; @Leo: Lol, that's pretty much taken care of. xD The more he'll try to help, the worse it'll get. O: Hehe, "the plan"...You and Timber have a "plan" for NightClan, as I recall...The anticipation is scaring the banoodles out of me. D:
EDIT: Oh, and, um, if you want, he can find the torn open water vole. He'll hate her more for rejecting his "charity", and at the same time question her sanity. : D ))
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Leopardstreak Vice Captain
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Posted: Sun Jul 18, 2010 9:23 pm
(( >D @Rain: Ahh yes. Many plans we have, indeed. But we are teasing with you for a little while longer, and then ALL SHALL BE REVEALED.
Ohoho! That's a BRILLIANT idea, McFly! Ack, I don't think I did that right... To the Delorian! >D))
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Posted: Sun Jul 18, 2010 9:58 pm
 T r o u t t a i l"One Clan's trash. . ."_______________________________________Troutail watched as Robinsong padded away and he frowned. He looked at Frostfern and chukled extremely nervously. "S-so, um, we should probably go back to that place again." "Enjoy you Fragile Peace for now, for there is a bigger storm coming" the words echoed in his head again and he looked at Frostfern no matter what happens, I WILL protect her._____________________________________". . .is another Clan's treasure."
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ll oceanic_shimmer ll Crew
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Posted: Mon Jul 19, 2010 9:39 am
"I have to tell Mosstar about the prophecy.. About Darkshadow. He's a danger to the clan." [Rainpaw walked up to Mosstar's den.] "Mosstar! Starclan spoke to me. They gave me a prophecy!"
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Posted: Mon Jul 19, 2010 11:53 am
Frostfern
[She tilted her head]
"Actually, Trouttail, I'm just going to head back to camp. I'll see you later"
[She licked his cheek, and padded off]
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Posted: Mon Jul 19, 2010 12:35 pm
T r o u t t a i l"One Clan's trash. . ."_______________________________________Troutail watched as she padded off and then he cursed once she was out of ear-shot. "Fox-dung, I blew it, I completely blew it, and it was even for Robinsong! Any other cat sure I might not by so angry but Robinsong, I can't believe it!" He sighed and looked back in the direction of camp "I just hope she doesn't hate me for that, I mean, she was a clanmate in danger. But I'm sure many would be relieved to have her gone". He looked at his paws and sighed as they started taking him back to camp maybe I should answer Robinsong's question as to why. And I'll take Foampaw out for a training lesson, probably battle skills, she really needs to improve those._____________________________________". . .is another Clan's treasure."
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Posted: Mon Jul 19, 2010 1:10 pm
 F o a m p a w"Is it not better to remain silent, than to lie?"______________________________ [Padding out of the medicine cat's den with a wrapping of cobwebs around her hind leg, Foampaw spotted Rainpaw calling out to Mossstar. She limped over to Rainpaw with a confused expression on her face]
"Starclan? Why would Starclan give you a prophecy?"
[she asked.]______________________________ 
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Posted: Mon Jul 19, 2010 1:41 pm
Frostfern]
[While walking back towards camp, frostfern mentally scolded herself. How could you just wal away from him like that? He is now your mate, and you love him. He had to save Robinsong, he couldn't of just let her drown! He loves you. Now, go find him She ran back through the territory, sniffing the air, and suddenly pouncing on him when she came close enough]
"I'm sorry for basically ditching you" she whispered quietly
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Posted: Mon Jul 19, 2010 9:41 pm
[Rainpaw turned to Foampaw.] "I don't really know. But my brother who is in Starclan told me to beware a cat that's in the clan. And I know what that cat is after..." [Rainpaw looked over at Mosstar's den, then back at Foampaw.] "Which is Mosstar dead and him to be leader.."
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ll oceanic_shimmer ll Crew
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Posted: Mon Jul 19, 2010 11:52 pm
T r o u t t a i l"One Clan's trash. . ."_______________________________________Troutail gasped in suprise and then smiled at her. "No, I shouldn't have just ran off like that, I'm sorry". He frowned slightly and looked back at where they were before "so where are we going to go now?"_____________________________________". . .is another Clan's treasure."
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