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Post by Duskstar on Apr 14, 2006 14:59:32 GMT -5
Mothpelt lay perfectly still in the nest he had made his own since they had moved into the new camp. Except for the slow rising and falling of his flanks, anyother cat could have guessed him dead. Tonight was a good night for Mothpelt, he could sleep and so far there wasnt a dream about the thudding of paws and the yowling of many cats in pain and fear, no tonight was peaceful. But something went compeltly wrong as a figure watched from the trees....Mothpelt's slow breathing and turned into panting and still cat turned into twitching slightly, his paws raking the dirt by his nest.
He awoke with a start, the same way he woke every morning, panting and his eyes wide in fear from his dream. He shook off his pelt and padded silently outside of the den, not watching where he was going, he stumbled over a few warriors before finding the exit to the den. Once outside of the camp, Mothpelt sat in the middle clearing his amber eyes catching every movement in the camp and his dark ears, that were now flat against his head cought most of the sounds from the forest and camp alike. He narrowed his eyes and stood up as a thought drifted into his thoughts Tonight is the night....tonight you let them know the REAL you. You show them Illusion is still here! Mothpelt nodded at the orders and bounded off into the forest. Moments later, he dropped the limp body of a loner in the clearing and unseathed his claws. Carefully, he clawed the same mark Illusion clawed into every one of her victoms. Grinning at his job, he waited for one warrior to wake up and ask for the patrol, where he could finish his plot.
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Post by Duskstar on Apr 14, 2006 15:09:25 GMT -5
((NO ONE SEE HER NO ONE Otay....otay!))
Illusion watched her 'friend' in the clearing below, the cold distant look in his eyes and his dark fur now matted and unkept as he brought the loner she had trapped in the forest to wait for Mothpelt to find. She narrowed her eyes slightly at the warrior below Mess up once, and your dead She thought with a half smile. Actually it didnt matter weither Mothpelt messed up or not, chances were Illusion would grow tired of this plot and she'd kill him anyway. Unseathing her claws she turned towards Thunderclan's terra......speaking of being bored, Illusion had a plot going with Owlpaw too. Yet she couldnt seem to wait for the apprentice to fall victom of her mind games. She sighed and leapt into another tree, turning back to Mothpelt she narrowed her eyes You better have some new kills when I get back She told him and leapt into the next tree.
She paused to check if any other warriors were waiting, seeing no one else, she climbed down the bark of the tree and leapt into the soft ground of the forest surrounding the Shadowclan camp. She didnt check to see if anyone else had seen her....she just bounded off into the shadows......
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Post by [Bell,Book,and C[a]ndle] on Apr 15, 2006 9:23:07 GMT -5
Cheetahfoot yawned as dawn light seeped into the den.She opened her eyes,and got to her paws,stretching widely once before taking a look around the den.Something wasn'tright.Mothpelt wasn't here.Was he getting into more trouble again?She sighed.Why should she care anyways?After all that he'd done.She shouldn't worry anymore.And yet...she did.So quietly,she crept out of her den.But even she wasn't prepared for what she was about to see.
A dead loner lay at Mothpelts unsheathed claws."No...Mothpelt....you killed him!No!"she hissed,her eyes wide with shock,fear,and anger.The golden and black fur on her shoulders raised on end,and she pinned her ears backwards against her dappled head.Cheetahfoot felt like attacking him then and there.That traitor!It was against the warrior code to kill in cold-blood!But she couldn't Assume Mothpelt did it,though it was rather obvious that he had.Still,she had to give him a chance to explain.
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Post by Duskstar on Apr 15, 2006 15:52:48 GMT -5
It seemed like ages before Mothpelt made his next move or sound. His cold amber gaze stayed on his victom before slowly comming to meet Cheetahfoot's gaze "Of course I did you twit" He hissed the old warmth in his voice was gone leaving a cold hollow rasp to take its place. "He inturded on my lands, he was asking to die" He chuckled softly at the thought of the loner stuck to the tree in the forest "Lucky for him I was in a hurry" He added and seathed his claws again. Padding towards Cheetahfoot, he unseathed his claws again "Lets play a game Cheetahfoot....we'll call it cat and mouse. I'll be the hungry cat and YOU be the mouse!" He laughed and paused in his foot steps. "It'll be fun- for me at least" He hissed.
A small form paused in the Shadowclan's camp enterance and a pair of dark green eyes shone as the form watched the scene. Ebonyclaw narrowed her eyes at Mothpelt and then her gaze moved to Cheetahfoot, the warrior that came to her just days before this, she started towards the warrior and then stopped awkwardly and turned back to Mothpelt, who was now bounding towards her. She narrowed her eyes and unseathed her claws slowly, when the warrior was close enough towards her, she didnt fight instead she ran towards the camp enterance with Mothpelt at her heels.
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Post by [Bell,Book,and C[a]ndle] on Apr 16, 2006 10:11:28 GMT -5
Cheetahfoot gasped softly and braced herself for impact.She couldn't fight Mothpelt.She'd just let him kill her.There was nothing else to do.She couldn't bring herself to raise a claw against her friend,despite her anger.And yet,Mothpelt didn't even hesitate a second before attacking him.Was she the only one that didn't want their friendship to end?
Suddenly,her thoughts were interupted.She watched in surprise as Ebonyclaw leapt from nowhere and saved her the desicion of kill-or-be-killed.Her eyes widened as the Wise cat leapt away from the scene, getting Mothpelt to follow her.Cheetahfoot stood there in confusion for a moment,before her senses came back to her."H-hey!Wait!"She yowled after the pair,her own dappled paws carrying her quickly after them. Sh estopped at the edge of camp,hesitating on whether to follow farther.Did Ebonyclaw have a plan that she shouldn't interfere with?She waited for some sort of signal from the wise cat,her paws twitching in anticipation.Her instinct told her to give chace,but she refrained.
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