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Post by •The Speedster• on Oct 6, 2008 20:24:50 GMT -5
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Post by Sapphire on Oct 8, 2008 18:09:17 GMT -5
Blood will be shed, we all will have bled. And some...some will be dead. Sapphire padded across the truf confidently now. She was very familiar with this territory. She looked over at her mate and saw the determined set of his features. He really wanted to rule ShadowClan. And he would. Of that Sapphire was sure.
The sterling she-cat paused and turned to look at Blackheart, "Where should we start?" she queired. eager to meet up with some of her old allies. She wondered if her brother and sister-and her mate-would be involved in this rade. She figured Emerald would be all for it, but she was unsure about Ruby since she had kits to look after now. But there were plenty of other rogues who she knew would definatly be involved. She stared at Blackheart waiting for his instructions.
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Post by •The Speedster• on Oct 8, 2008 18:34:30 GMT -5
Blackheart turned to face Sapphire, slowing his pace by a second or two. I planned on finding friendly rogues that we are aquantianced with. I'm guessing they would be somewhere around here. His voice was soft, and he was distracted by his thoughts. A sigh escaped his mouth, and he carried on with his silent trot.
He stopped when a new scent crossed his path. As he pulled his eyes up, they flickered onto a sparkling ivory femme; her golden eyes were gleaming in the setting sun, and she seemed to be looking strait at him. Blackheart opened his mouth, but now sound came out. Stealing a look sideways at his current mate, he was surprised to see she hadn't been gawking at him.
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Bonjour, mon nom est Derana. I am a new escroc, eh, rogue, here, I'm from a far away... endroit, how do you say it? Place. Her fluent frech rasped over her tongue easily, and she wondered if the others understood. She settled with that, and the sunbeam orbs she wheld gazed over the hadsome ebony tom. A smirk crossed her face, along with disgust as she overlooked the silver femme beside him. Although she was fairly pretty, yet looked big, was she pregnant? With a slight tilt of her head, she rested down her bodice. Stretching her thin bodice over the cool grass felt good, along with the sun blazing on her back.
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Post by Sapphire on Oct 20, 2008 18:01:44 GMT -5
It's not my fault if you get cut when it is you who puts yourself on the edge of the knife. He is mine and in my life. If you don't stay away, our fight will not be one of play.
You've been warned. [/center] Sapphire became tense at the sight of the 'glorious' she-cat. She better watch herself. Blackheart was hers. She felt suddenly possesive as she edged closer to her mate. It was becoming clear that the she-cat had won over some of Blackheart's attention, and to Sapphire that was simply unacceptible. If this is the way Blackheart wanted it to go down, fine. Sapphire would simply reverse their positions when they came across a tom. Let's see how Blackheart liked that! "Do we really need her Blackheart? Sapphire asked with an obvious show of dislike in her tone. She was not going to go easy on this Derena figure.It Ends Tonight
Your subtleties They strangle me I can’t explain myself at all. And all that wants And all that needs All I don’t want to need at all.
The walls start breathing My minds unweaving Maybe it’s best you leave me alone. A weight is lifted On this evening I give the final blow.
When darkness turns to light, It ends tonight It ends tonight. [when should sapphire have her kits? just wondering.]
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Post by •The Speedster• on Oct 21, 2008 20:00:57 GMT -5
Taken aback by Sapphire's hate for the french femme, he stiffled a hiss that had come to him. She's the one with four different mates! Narrowing his opts at his silver mate, he replied to her question, the answer obvious. Of coarse, we need every cat we can find, but if she refuses, then I guess you would be happy, wouldn't you? He ended the reply with a question back at her. He hadn't asked it retorically, but it had sounded like it, plus he already really knew the answer. Yes
He turned to the ivory she-cat, his head high with pride and eyes narrowed with pleasure as he began to speak. Derana, would you be willing to help us? We are planning to take over one of the clans, you know about clans right? He paused a while, waiting for her answer. Once he saw a slight nod, he continued. It is just us two, so we are planning to gather up random rogues and loners around here and see if they would care to help. If by the end you, or anyone, wish to join, they may.
I belong to only m e Silence for my r e v e l r y
Huh, well then... can I have time to think about it? I am not really... bon... uh, good, at thinking of idées... what do you call them, ideas? She ended the sentence with a puff. After everything that had happened, she really needed some others to hang with. Maybe I should go with them, but would I fight? A confused look crossed along her face, and she sighed and sat down.
She had noticed the hate in the fae's voice, but hadn't know why she would have begun to hate her yet. Maybe these two cats were mates? That's what shewould guess, with the silver cat's full belly, and the two traveling together, it seemed likely. Maybe she shouldn't play around or show affection for the handsome ebony brute. But sometimes she couldn't help it, flurting was just her thing.
Derana had decided. She would go with the two, and maybe join the group of cats. She wondered how many cats they would actually find that would fight. Derana predicted that there wouldn't be very many cats fighting against the clan; and depending on which clan it was, that may be bad. Oui. Her voice struck out in the dead silence, and she jumped to her own voice. I will come.
Only one of us walks a w a y Somebody explain t h i s
;;Speedy xoxo
OOC:um, i think any time really would be good. Maybe while Derana is watching? So like, in your post after this next one. K?
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Post by Sapphire on Oct 27, 2008 18:31:33 GMT -5
Pain, without love Pain, I can't get enough Pain, I like it rough 'Cause I'd rather feel pain than nothing at all A low growl rippled through Sapphire's throat. It ended short as a sharp pang in her belly momentarily cut off her breathing. She gasped slightly and let out a quiet mone. Her kits were coming very soon. Great. This was very bad timing for her kits to arrive. The silver cat's breathing quickened and she sat down to ease the pain as her belly convulesed. She took deep breaths to steady herself. Her kits were in their way. She looked quickly at Blackheart and at Darena, then back to her mate, "Let's keep going Blackheart," she mewed though the sound seemed strained. Sappire knew she really shouldn't move right now, but she wanted a better place to have her kits. A place without the little Frenchie.
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Post by •The Speedster• on Oct 27, 2008 21:47:51 GMT -5
Blackheart groaned as he heard Sapphire's command to leave. He turned to face the ivory femme beside him, but she looked as if she was getting ready to leave. Blackheart let out a sigh of releif as he realized Derana would be on her own way. As he turned to leave, he saw the white cat sitting, as if waiting for something, or someone to move. Cocking his head, he stepped backwards, viewing over her still bodice.
He shrugged to himself, and just continued on, following after the moaning Sapphire. Blackheart had taken 10 steps before he realized Derana was following them. Spinning around, he narrowed his birght amber orbs. What are you doing? His voice was stern, but he had a sligh bit of curiousity hiding in there. She wasn't going to fallow them all around, was she?
The fae didn't reply for a long while, and while she did so Blackheart was reviewing the land around him. They were in the main loner area in the twolegplace, but it looked so different with all of the leaves fallen and on the ground. Snow would soon be falling and the ground would be padded thick with the cold ivory substance. Leaf-bare would be horrible this year, and the midnight brute couldn't wait for the Green-leaf season to come around.
If there's no one beside y o u When your soul e m b a r k s Then I'll follow you into the d a r k
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Derana was taken aback by the dark ferals question. What was she doing? What did it look like she was doing!? She let out a sigh, but ignored the tom's question. Instead she gzed around at the depressing area these cats were staying. She missed living with another cat, and these cats seemed like they could be nice friends for her. Maybe they could even help her find her long lost kits, or the ones still alive, if there are any.
She finally brought up the courage to speak again, but this time she directed it to Sapphire. Clearing her throat, she started, What do you mean? I'm coming with you, am I not? Her sweet voice was like a lit candle, but with a beautiful candle with a nice and different texture and smell. The way her tongue rolled around her mouth, the way they hit her teeth and flipped outside was different from these strange accented cats.
She let out a sigh reflecting the stress provided in her oh-so confusing life. The yellow opts placed upon her mask showed no sign of contentment, only anxiety. They were not only narrow slits, but were surounded by dark circles from her loss of sleep. But instead of continuing her day being tired and anxious, she turned the frown to the opposite form, revealing a new and bright smile.
And there are no t e a r s Just pity and f e a r
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Post by Sapphire on Oct 28, 2008 19:27:46 GMT -5
No words can describe the emotion of your life shifting into a different motion. Sapphire didn't even bother to answer the she-cat. Her kits were coming. Now. Her panting grew heavier and she could no longer stand up. She settled herself right where she was. Pain stabbed at her belly as the kits pushed their way into the world. Sapphire's sight became blury as a film of salt water coveted her eyes. The pain became more and more unbearable as time passed. She was faintly aware of the two cats before her. Most of her attention was locked on the squirming bodies huddling near her belly.
At last the final kit made its way into life and Sapphire turned her strained eyes to her kits. They were beautiful. The first born was a black tom. Next came a white she-cat, a sandy colored she-cat, another white she-cat, and the last kit was a grey and white tom. Sapphire quickly thought of names for the kits. She didn't even ask Blackheart for his opinion because these kits had been fathered by Crow. The kits names would be Obsidian, Mystic Fire, Ametrine, Amethyst, and Coal.
The silver she-cat quickly set about to licking the newborns to stimulate them and clean them off. As her tongue lapped over the tiny bodies she thought about what would become of them. Bloodstone would take them just as he did to all her other kits. And he would raise them to be murderous killers. Her mind tried to process that these innocent little kits could one day live to make others die.
No. Bloodstone could not, would not, get these kits. Sapphire was tired of him taking all of her precious kits away. She would do everything in her power to keep this litter. She would fight.
Obsidian
Mystic Fire
Ametrine
Amethyst
Coal [ok, so im amethyst and mystic fire, speedy is coal and ametrine, and lionstar is obsidian, right?]
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Post by •The Speedster• on Nov 4, 2008 19:29:13 GMT -5
Blackheart's eye's widened as the kits started appearing. His heart started racing, and his vision became blurred. Was this really happening right now? Was it a good or bad thing? Were those actually his kits!? He gasped when all of the questions made him explode. Sapphire... That's all he could say, his speechlessness made him forget to breath, and he had to gag for breath afterwards.
When all of the kits had made thier ways out, he stepped forward, wanting to help Sapphire in every way he could. As he set his nose of one of the kits' warm bodies, he breathed in the all too familiar scent of Sapphire, but there was another scent. Were these not his kits? Were these one of Sapphire's other mates' kits? Well, it doesn't matter, because she would soon give birth to Blackheart's and then they would have a strong and wonderful family.
These aren't my kits. The growl escaped his mouth before he could hold it back. Should he have pretended as if he hadn't known? Or was what he just did, the right way to go? The confusion going on right now made his eyes cross, and he felt as if he would black out. But he didn't. He held strong, his head high and eyes narrowed.
He wondered what Sapphire would say, would she be strong and defend these kits, or would she be sorry and throw them out. No, Blackheart knew Sapphire would never do such a thing. He shook his head back and foth in disgust, his ribbon flinging annoyingly from side to side. Well. He stopped his sentance there, not wanting to hurt his mate's feelings, but also wanting to make sure she knew he was the boss of her. Whos are they!? The words came out angrily, and for once he didn't stop them, even though Blackheart made sure she would bare his kits, he was frustrated about her ignorance and dishonor. Of coarse, everyone knew Sapphire was never fair, and although she wouldn't hurt a kit, she wouldn't hold back any anger to a clancat, or a rude rogue.
The t r u t h If this is how you f e e l Say it to m e
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Post by Sapphire on Nov 14, 2008 17:42:13 GMT -5
I'll never let them, I'll never let them I'll never let them hurt you not tonight I'll never let them, I can't forget them I'll never let them hurt you, I promise Sapphire's blue eyes became a raging pool of anger and sorrow all at once. She hated to decieve Blackheart, but she would not take his words lightly, "You're right Blackheart," she mewed wrapping her tail around her newborns, "They're Crow's kits." Her tail lashed and she turned her head away from Blackheart only to turn back a moment later, "And if you know what's good for you, my love, you will not touch a single hair on any one of these kits." Sapphire's voice was poisonous, deadly, as she said these words to the black tom.
The silver she-cat's eyes trailed to where Derana stood a few paces off. Her lips curled slightly, but she held back any remark she wanted to say. The last thing she wanted right now was to fule Blackheart by letting her extreme jealousy show. Instead the sterling feline looked down at her tiny little kits as they nestled closer to her belly. Once again she was disappointed by the thought of them being turned into murderers by her father. She let out a bleak sigh and waited for someone to say something. She knew Blackheart wasn't going to let her off easy for saying what she had just said to him.
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Post by HaNnIbLe on Nov 14, 2008 18:08:41 GMT -5
[glow=black,2,300]Hannibal[/glow] + [glow=black,2,300]Magic[/glow] "Oh, you gonna take that?" a new voice alerted the three cats. A black tom was making his way over to where they were gathered. He was closely followed by a graceful white she-cat. The two were both quite confident by the way they intervened in the hostile converstation taking place between the two of the rogues, "Well come on! Say something back to her mouse-brain!" he pried at the ebony tom with amber eyes. "Oh, and you're on my turf," he added with a way more serious tone to his voice.
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Post by •The Speedster• on Nov 16, 2008 22:05:16 GMT -5
Blackheart
Blackheart was taken aback by Sapphire's responce, and then again by the new ebony brute's. His paws were heavy on the ground as he storming angrilly over to the pair of newcomers. As if it was destiny, the pair was a black and a white, as if Blackheart and Derana were a pair as well. Your can just shut your mouth, you peice of rubish! You have no right to tell me who's on who's land, so you can just back off, 'cause we were just stoppin' by! There was deep anger in his voice, and the growl was strong and mercenary.
His front paw was off the ground, ready to swipe this newcomer at any moment. A growl escaped his throat on accident, and he pretended as if it was a cough. Afterwards he went to sit beside his mate, whispering softly in her ear. Once these vermin are gone, we need to talk. It was a stern command, but he made it seem as if it was simple enough. Before anyone could, move, he was beside Derana, his amber opticals becoming soft and loving, unlike how they were beside Sapphire.
Derana, sweet feline, listen to me well. His voice was none higher than a whisper, not caused by his fright of Sapphire's anger in his new love, but for his wish for Derana's safety from Sapphire. Please leave at this moment, I really need some space with Sapphire, and I want to make sure these ferals dont hurt you, or steal you away from me. His voice was still soft as he nodded, wishing her away from this danger.
Derana
Nodding in understandment, she slowly backed away, her paws so soft on the grass afraid of Sapphire hearing her sneak away. She didn't want to seem like a wimp, let alone scared of Sapphire and these too other rogues, but she would do anything for Blackheart, and this was what he wanted. She paused before wandering off into the undergrowth, wondering where she was supsed to go. To where? She asked in her head, and mouthing the words as she asked herself.
She saw blackheart mouth back. ShadowClan. Go there, I'll meet you there soon. Do you know where that is? Derana blinked quickly as she placed the words he had mouthed into words that had made since. She nodded a 'no' back at him, and saw him sigh in discourage. A scared look crossed her mask, but Blackheart's was simpathetic. He said not to worry, just follow the river, then part off of it when it crisscrossed with the gravel thunderpath. Derana nodded, and waved good bye with her ivory ribbon.
A tear ran down her face as she realized how in love she was with this Blackheart who was already with Sapphire. She took a big breath, as she took more and more steps further from her love. Blackheart... I love you... She mouthed these words, but knew Blackheart couldn't see it. They were more than 20 fox-lengths away now, facing opposite directions too. But she just didn't want to be separated from him. But she did as she was told, making her way along the dark river. She could see the thunderpath in the distance, it was only 50 tail-lengths away.
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Post by Sapphire on Nov 25, 2008 19:00:29 GMT -5
This means war.
Sapphire's eyes widened as she took in the newcomers. The tom had better watch what he said to Blackheart. Althought she was not on good terms with her beloved mate right now, she was obliged to admit that he was fierce and lethal.
Her pelt rippled along her spine as Blackheart spoke to her. She almost snarled at Blackheart's bleak words, 'we need to talk,' what was that all about?! Sapphire didn't have to wait long for that answer. Blackheart casuallt strided to Derena's flank and the look he gave her made the silver feline want to screach in betrayal. Her eyes clouded briefly and a new anger soon flooded into her system. But this anger wasn't directed towards the Frenchie, it was a burning rage towards the black tom. Fine. She would talk to Blackheart, but he would not be let off easily if Sapphire could help it. [/color]
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Post by HaNnIbLe on Nov 25, 2008 19:26:47 GMT -5
Demolition Lovers
Hand in mine, into your icy blues And then I'd say to you we could take to the highway With this trunk of ammunition too I'd end my days with you in a hail of bullets
I'm trying, I'm trying To let you know just how much you mean to me And after all the things we put each other through and
I would drive on to the end with you A liquor store or two keeps the gas tank full And I feel like there's nothing left to do But prove myself to you and we'll keep it running
But this time, I mean it I'll let you know just how much you mean to me As snow falls on desert sky Until the end of everything I'm trying, I'm trying To let you know how much you mean As days fade, and nights grow And we go cold
Until the end, until this pool of blood Until this, I mean this, I mean this Until the end of...
I'm trying, I'm trying To let you know how much you mean As days fade, and nights grow And we go cold
But this time, we'll show them We'll show them all how much we mean As snow falls on desert sky Until the end of every...
All we are, all we are Is bullets I mean this [x4]
As lead rains, will pass on through our phantoms Forever, forever Like scarecrows that fuel this flame we're burning Forever, and ever Know how much I want to show you you're the only one Like a bed of roses there's a dozen reasons in this gun
And as we're falling down, and in this pool of blood And as we're touching hands, and as we're falling down And in this pool of blood, and as we're falling down I'll see your eyes, and in this pool of blood I'll meet your eyes, I mean this forever [glow=Black,2,300] HANNIBAL[/glow]+ [glow=Black,2,300] MAGIC[/glow] Hannibal's eyes narrowed as he speculated the black tom's hostile tone. His mate, Magic scowled at the furious rogue. Yeah, they better just be stopping by. The tom thought of how to react. Should he ease the tension by letting them stay, or have some fun and fight the dude?
He saw the little exchange between the dark tom and the silver female. There was definatly a some static in that relationship. But what about the white she-cat? He watched as the tom gave her instuctions, and then she took off. So he speculated a fight then, huh? What other reason would he have for telling her to leave? Sweet. Hannibal would let himself break loose. And then there would be nothing left but a lifeless blood stained black pelt. That was the only outcome Hannibal foresaw. But he didn't know this cat, so he could not place a name to the body that would be left for scavenger, whether it be his own body or his opponent's...
A hiss escaped Hannibal's jaws as he lured in his enemy. "Bring it on dirt!" he spat. He felt the white body beside him stiffen and he momentarily locked eyes with her, "She has kits Hannibal," she whispered gesturing towards the silver female.
"Relax, love, no-one is going to hurt the kits or their mother. I just want to rip this guy to shreds that's all," he soothed.
"How reasurring," the pretty female replied in a velvety ringing voice although she did trust that her mate would not go back on his word. Disenchanted
Well I was there on the day They sold the cause for the queen, And when the lights all went out We watched our lives on the screen. I hate the ending myself, But it started with an alright scene.
It was the roar of the crowd That gave me heartache to sing. It was a lie when they smiled And said, "you won't feel a thing" And as we ran from the cops We laughed so hard it would sting
Yeah yeah, oh
If I'm so wrong (so wrong, so wrong) How can you listen all night long? (night long, night long) Now will it matter after I'm gone? Because you never learn a goddamned thing.
You're just a sad song with nothing to say About a life long wait for a hospital stay And if you think that I'm wrong, This never meant nothing to ya
I spent my high school career Spit on and shoved to agree So I could watch all my heroes Sell a car on tv Bring out the old guillotine We'll show 'em what we all mean.
Yeah yeah, oh
If I'm so wrong (so wrong, so wrong) How can you listen all night long? (night long, night long) Now will it matter long after I'm gone? Because you never learn a goddamned thing.
You're just a sad song with nothing to say About a life long wait for a hospital stay And if you think that I'm wrong, This never meant nothing to ya
So go, go away, just go, run away. But where did you run to? And where did you hide? Go find another way, price you pay
Woah, Woah, Woah, Woah, Woah, Woah
You're just a sad song with nothing to say About a life long wait for a hospital stay And if you think that I'm wrong, This never meant nothing to ya, come on
You're just a sad song with nothing to say About a life long wait for a hospital stay And if you think that I'm wrong, This never meant nothing to ya
At all, at all, at all, at all
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Post by •The Speedster• on Nov 30, 2008 22:47:22 GMT -5
Blackheart
He turned around to face the intrudors once again, changing his expression from plessureful to angry. A growl crossed his face and his lips pulled back into a snarl. He challenged the brute by standing tall, by holding his head high. And once again by then splashing him with the slushy snow that covered the ground. Before either the ebony or ivory could move, he darted toward them, aiming for the enony's neck.
You'll die you peice of rubbish! But he rolled off of the brute, and instead aimed for the fae. He figured if he hurt his mate, the brute would either get more mad, or stop for the sake of love. Then he thought to himself, the sake of love, Sapphire... Does Sapphire still love him? Should he care? Does he love Derana, even more than Sapphire? He asked himself these questions, wondering what each of the answers would be.
He didn't dare glance over at Sapphire, but he only kept working on the fae. He slashed her on the cheek, leaving a red line contrast with her white fur. Her muttered under his breath, but continued. He jumped forward, and over her body. Not more than 1 second after he landed, he was already turned around and under the fae's stumach. He kicked upwards, and the she-cat flew up into the air. He immediately ran over to her, placing his paws on her shoulders, holding her down. He crouched down, and put his mouth next to her ear. If you don't keep your mate's hands to himself, he'll be dead by moonhigh. The whisper was fairly quiet, and Blackheart was sure no one else would be able to hear it. Although Sapphire had sensitive and study ears, he was pretty sure he was ok with this.
Our friends are all h u r t i n g From moments and r e g r e t s
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