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Post by dove on Mar 18, 2008 17:28:40 GMT -5
Faerie came toward the group of loners. "Most of us would have that in common if you think about it. I am like you guys, fighting for my very existence in this cruel life." She hissed, looking around as if she could feel someone watching her.
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Post by Fallentear || on Mar 18, 2008 20:30:20 GMT -5
"But that's what being a loner is all about. Misery and struggle. I wonder if we'd be better off in the clans..." Death, being young, had no trouble voicing his thoughts or making himself vulnerable. If it weren't for his ability to survive well in the wild, most cats would say that he wasn't really cut out to be a rogue.
Lucifer, who'd just returned from his excursion with a small city rat, had heard his son's last comment. A devious thought sprung to mind, and he dropped his prey at his feet. There was no fresh kill pile here, as every cat hunted for themselves. But yet, many cats still shared prey with each other. Looking over to the two cats, he somehow knew that Death was his son. He walked over to them, a plan formulating in his mind.
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Post by whitetiger on Mar 19, 2008 10:52:05 GMT -5
Kristy saw lucifer."Hey, you must be lucifer. I'm Ashley's daughter, or one of her daughters."
Ashley raised her head as she stood."Lucifer these are my daughters, Kristy, Paula, and Nesa. They found me when I was with bash a few moments ago."
Nesa looked at death."We've been a clan before. It wasn't horrible, but there was a lot of anger their and worry. They base themselves on a prophecy that dreamclan call it or in my case the cats that have died in the past. Thats their weakness."
Paula rolled her eyes at Nesa."We do not know if it is a weakness sister. It could be their strength, to remember the ones that have died in war. With them it's like this, only one clan can be the strongest and survive. Eat or be eaten as you may say. It might be the same for rouges."
Ashley slashed her tail across the noses of Paula and nesa. Kristy laughed and Paula and nesa hissed. Ashley swiped her tail as Kristy, to be quite. Kristy silenced her words and laughter. She didn't hiss like her other sisters. She was obedient for the first time in her life.
Bash just stared at the three daughters and hid his grin by laying his head down to the ground.
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Post by dove on Mar 19, 2008 12:39:16 GMT -5
Faerie saw Lucifer and her errily emerald eyes flashed. But she said nothing. She watched, silently testing him. Wanting to know if he was as murderous or devious as they say. What is he doing...? She wondered. As the sun was setting, her eyes glowed mysteriously. Twilight was her time; where she could do her duty best. She knew she was beautiful, and she knew she was lethal. She knew she looked mystical, and that was an easily obtained advantage. But it could also become her vulnerability if they knew how. Only one tom knew that secret, and he wanted her to end her maddness of killing. If only I could... She thought darkly.
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Post by Fallentear || on Mar 20, 2008 1:14:29 GMT -5
"So, young tom." Lucifer asked, his voice suspiciously mellow and benelovent, but rising in intensity as he spoke, "I hear that you wouldn't mind living in the clans...why is that? Is it because they have more food? More water? More space to run free from the humans that stink up every corner of this city? Yes, the clans have it well, under their precious Dreamclan." His last words had been so contemptuous, that cats around him suddenly felt that this Dreamclan was one to be looked down on. His voice now began to rise as he looked around, speaking again. It was clear that he was adressing the whole place of cats now.
"Wouldn't we all be better off in these lush lands? These territories where there are no garbage cans, no cars, and best of all, plenty of fresh, juicy prey. The answer is yes. We'd become plump and live long, luxurious lives. But there is a problem with settling there...
we'd never be accepted. We're not clanborn, and we're far too numerous to be allowed to settle among the clans. And besides, they're mostly stupid and dull because of the easy lives they lead compared to us. Now what if there were a way...a way to dwell in these lands until the day we die? Comrades, I believe there may be a way."
He turned and padded forward to stand beneath his ledge. In a flash, he was atop it and continuing his speech in booming tones, excitement coming off of him in waves and settling like dust on the slowly assembling cats. "What if we infiltrated the clans? Two spies would suffice, but more would make the invasion solid. These two would live in the clans, find out about their territories and their camps, and find the strongest and weakest warriors. With the information the spies give us, we could formulate a plan that would allow us to seize the land to support us!"
Now, his eyes narrowed, and he looked around at the cats. Attention pulsated around the place as things were now certainly stirred up. His voice, which moments before had been at a sharp shout, was now back to it's slow, deep, emotionless quality. "Who would like this plan to be set into action?" He waited for either yowls of approval, or a dead silence signalling disapproval...
Sin stared up at her father, considering his plan. It did sound like it could work...and she knew just the tom to be a spy. Her eyes subconsiously turned on Death, a smirk playing on her lips. She had the feeling he would catch on in about a moment...
Death saw Sin staring at him, and he rolled his eyes, looking back at Lucifer again. Was it true, that this striking leader was truly his father? It suddenly hit him that Lucifer was talking about him when he spoke of spies. Death thought about this for a moment. Yes, he would enjoy living in the clans. But why would he have any need to betray them? Once he settled in, he would have no need to help his father forge a path.
Soon, the piercing gaze of the black tom found him again, and he understood right then that if he were to join in this plan and then back out, he would pay for it. Raising his head, he knew that he would be willing to join in. He looked around, a few cats had called warcries into the gloom. He figured that this was approval, so he joined in. His own caterwaul rose, sounding eerie and mocking, like a song almost.
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Post by whitetiger on Mar 20, 2008 16:01:34 GMT -5
Nesa laughed."Do you even know the way? The forest of the loners is the only way you can get to the clans. Thats how we got here." She looked at her sisters and her sisters grinned."Of course fernclan loved us being there."
Kristy finally relized what her sister was saying and spoke up."Sister! You relized that they helped us when I was hurt by those fox traps the humans set there. Thats why I have such a short tail now. Sure we know the way into the clans and we know that fernclan asked us to join them, but that doesn't mean we should spy on them."
Paula just rolled her eyes a stood."Kristy think about how our life would be like if we were in clans. We wouldn't have to scavage and struggle."
Ashley growled at her daughters"Silence you three."
The three daughters silence there mouths and Thoughts.
Bash looked at lucifer."If you were to have spies they would have to be young because then the clan would have mercy. Well except rageclan. Rageclan is the only clan that has cats who will never warm up to loner, rouges or kittypets, even if they were kit or any. They would just kill them. Why not just take the loners territory, it would be bigger then all of the other clans territorys. That would be easy because loners are weaker than us."
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Post by Fallentear || on Mar 20, 2008 22:42:44 GMT -5
Lucifer looked down at the two cats that had spoken. The first one, needed to be dealt with. "Don't try to make a fool of me, young imbecile." He growled at Nesa, "I know more about the geography of this world then you will ever know. You can be sure about that." His gaze was stern, but most definetely not his harshest, "And if you'd like to be disrespectful, then you can go back to Fernclan."
Now turning to Bash, his eyes didn't hold the same reprimanding glare. He was open to critisizm and suggestions, but only ones that were mature. "Loners are weaker than us, but keep in mind that clanners are even weaker, and have a larger expanse of land by far. Besides, Loners are more numerous than you can comprehend, maybe more than we are. But the clanners...they are soft. They live in huddling groups, and so don't know how to defend themselves, especially not against on onslaught such as the Fallen!
And yes, I agree, the spies would have to be young to be unsuspected. After all, what kind of heartless rogues would give up their young to be spies? Rageclan is not our target, however, it's neighbor could very well be. As some of you here know, to the south and east of this city lies a heavy forest. Beyong this, is the rolling meadows and beaches of Blazeclan. A large open field would be perfect for an ambush, but I know nothing of where the camp might be located. That is where the spies come into play.
First of all, I'd like to nominate Death for the mission, if he would accept. Ashley, any of your daughters would be perfect for it as well..."
The calico female stepped forward, her bright yellow-green eyes glowing in the dim light. "I volunteer as well. I would stick with Death and together we could enter Blazeclan. Perhaps....Fernclan, which is right next to Blazeclan, could be spied on by some of those three." She flicked her tail to the three she-cats that already had experience with this forest clan.
Death's fur rose on his shoulders, not liking to be ordered around. But after all, Lucifer had only suggested his going. It was true, he really would like to be a part of the mission. After a long few moments, he bowed his head, indicating that if the plan was voted in, he indeed would partake in it. Looking to his sister, he winked at her. If she came along, they would indeed have great fun. [/size]
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Post by Darketh[the not so kind] on Mar 21, 2008 17:32:42 GMT -5
Buzzard listened silently knowing even though he was young he could not go on this mission. He was of course clan-born, though he'd never admitt it to any of these rouges. The clans had thrown him out and would surely realize who he was as soon as he stepped foot on the territories. He was about to speak up about a few of the other clans, like his home clan Iceclan, but realized they would wonder why he knew so much about it.
Settling for paying attention he just watched with growing intrest at this plan. Even though the clans had thrown him out he wasn't ready to take them out. He wasn't quite sure if he could go through with this, but he didn't let any of this show as he watched. Instead his eyes stayed glazed over with the harsh look they always held.
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Post by whitetiger on Mar 22, 2008 20:19:00 GMT -5
Ashley looked a little sick, she was scared of loosing her kits again.
Nesa grinned."I'll do it. It would be at least something to do. But I do admitt that kristy would be a better spy than most, after all she grew up sneaking around cats, stealing food from loner without their knowing."
Kristy growled."Stop it Nesa."
Bash laughed."Kristy, you must learn to not feel for cats like the clans and loners. Your a rouge, now act like one."
Ashley looked straight at lucifer finally."I will allow them to go, but if there is any trouble they will come back, no questions asked and no danger."
Paula looked at lucifer with her chocolate brown eyes."I Don't think blazeclan would be a good idea, it's being protected by loners, because a loner that lives near there grew up there. I saw her when Nesa and kristy were sleeping in their territory. She didn't seem like other loners. She's a lot stronger, she had others with her, their not normal loners ethier."
Ivorystorm was in a tree nearby and heard the commotion. She spied on the rouges from above. When they mentioned blazeclan, she had to say something. She made herself invisible to them and began a loud growl."If any of you dare come near blazeclan, you will be sorry. The little black cat is right. I'm not like other loners and nethier are the ones I have trained."
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Post by dove on Mar 22, 2008 21:20:05 GMT -5
Faerie looked up at Lucifer, her eyes cold with contempt. She knew that this cat was capable of much death, but he was still blood. She knew this cat wanted death, but how much death. She went toward Lucifer, to where she could talk to him without a lot of others hearing. "Send me into a clan, and I assure you, there will be much death. I cannot be sent, knowing aI cannot control myself with their precious lives. Knowing they are living happily will only tempt me more. Please, do not send me as a spy." Faerie turned around, hissing menacingly. "Are you that foolish to come somewhere where cats want death? Are you that foolish to risk your own life, just to save some cats that think of nothing but of themsselves and their family?"
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Post by Fallentear || on Mar 24, 2008 0:21:45 GMT -5
Ivorystorm was in a tree nearby and heard the commotion. She spied on the rouges from above. When they mentioned blazeclan, she had to say something. She made herself invisible to them and began a loud growl."If any of you dare come near blazeclan, you will be sorry. The little black cat is right. I'm not like other loners and nethier are the ones I have trained." ooc- awww. that's real sweet. But let's get a few things straight
first of all, these cats are in a sewer room under a stormdrain. I'm pretty sure that there are no trees around to 'spy' on them.
second of all, it is sunset. How stupid does this cat have to be to go prancing around in the middle of a distant city at this time of day, when deadly cats such as these are most active?
thirdly, because this city is...well, a city, it is obviously far from the rolling countrysides of the clans. It would have to be FAR more than coincidence for this certain cat to show up at this certain time. Technically, it would have to be a miracle. And those don't exist with the rogues, do they?
and, most importantly: try to threaten a large group of cats specializing in death, suffering, and survival, and I don't doubt that this 'Ivorystorm' will be flayed alive in moments.
any questions? good.
bic- Lucifer considered the small family before him. Nesa looked to be the perfect she-cat for the job, dispite her attitude. And Kristy, although apparently somewhat guilty and hesitant, would be a good spy as well. "Very well. Kristy, Nesa, you two may be the representatives that will travel to, and infiltrate Fernclan. However..." Turning to Ashley, he noticed she looked quite upset to be giving up her kits, so he decided to help her out, while at the same time being on the safe side with the third she-cat.
"And Paula, you need not worry about who goes to Blazeclan, they will surely find a way around one rogue." He said in a rather harsh sneer, "You may stay here if you're so frightened of this 'abnormal' loner." From the look in his eyes, it was easy to tell that this was not a mere suggestion, as with Nesa before, but was an order. He glanced to Ashley briefly, hoping she would be satisfied with being able to keep one of her kits close to her.
Adressing the matter of Blazeclan now, he called out, "My son and daughter, Death and Sin, shall be the representatives to infiltrate Blazeclan. All of the cats that are going must be young to be undetected, and being siblings as well makes these four cats well suited for the job."
Now he turned his attention to the lively, but dark she-cat named Faerie. He couldn't help but notice how pretty she was, for a loner. "I do not want death," He said in a low rasp, or what could have been called a scratchy whisper, " merely a better life for my family that sits before me." He flicked his tail over the heads of the felines in the huge cement room, for such cats that followed him with such loyalty, he considered to be his family. "If you were to go as a spy, the only choice would be to go to either Fernclan or to Blazeclan, for the only clan next to them is Rageclan and we certainly shouldn't target them. Unfortunately, the young toms and she-cats I've mentioned are going. This might be good for the plan though, for we don't want to have cats dying off this way and that because then they would start to see that something was up.
No...I think you would best stay here Faerie. In fact, I think you'd make the best messenger. If you accept, I think you would be great for the job of recieving messages from the spies, and reporting the news back to us. As well, the job would entail delivering messages from us to the spies, containing what information we might need them to get. Are you up for it?"
Lucifer eyed her, noticing the strong, unafraid way she held herself. He had been considering her position in his pack. Perhaps she could make a good lieutenant commander*? He wound have to consider it a bit more, for Buzzard was also well suited for the job: silent with an air of control; one that only spoke when necessary.
*a lieutenant commander would be the equivalent of a deputy in clan standards, only the difference is that there may be more than one in this rank, and other ranks such as a normal lieutenant, etc.
Death, being seated so closely to Faerie, had also heard the absurd remark of the insolent forest cat. His father, being seated far away across many bodies of rogue cats, had obviously not heard the remark, or had just chosen to ignore it. Death, however, could not so easily let such a fool go. Almost as if a light had dimmed, the pale tom seemed to vanish in thin air. Ivorystorm wasn't the only one with a dissapearing trick mastered.
A muffled, pained wheezing could suddenly be heard behind the intruder. No body to this sound could be seen, although menacing green orbs hung in the shadows between two buildings, in the alleyway above the hideout. "It is not wise to be here." He growed softly. His voice, although young, only sounded all the more frightening with it's melodious, eerie, tone. "You know, hundreds of cats could be hiding in the shadows right now...ready to strike you down for challenging us. In fact, you're lucky I don't do so right now...." A gust of wind, a flurry of leaves, and then a brush of fur on fur as suddenly the whisper was now only inches from the she-cat's ear. "Leave now, or I'll sound the alarm. Warn those kittypets you call Blazeclan if you wish, but that will not stop us. No matter how much you try to tell yourself that."
Then he was gone, seemingly at least, as suddenly as he'd come. No cat could find him by sight if they had wished to, and the ominous breeze that had sprung up had suddenly died away, leaving only softly rustling branches in it's wake. They seemed to murmer the tom's name, spreading it through the night like a rumor. Danger was on it's way to the clans. Who knew who could stop it? [/color][/blockquote]
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Post by whitetiger on Mar 25, 2008 9:32:50 GMT -5
Kristy stalked off in the derection to the forest, Nesa followed grinning. Kristy's jaw tightened once nesa caught up to her. She was holding back a a hard deadly fight inside her.
Nesa was still grinning."Kristy this could mean greatness and we will finally be some where, where we belong."
Kristy stoped and growled." And what if I don't belong with rouges? Just because our mother is a rouge doesn't mean we have to be."
Nesa shook her head."Your wrong, We belong here and we can't help it. We fit in."
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Post by dove on Mar 26, 2008 21:28:26 GMT -5
Faerie looked up at Lucifer, her eyes glowing brightly; becoming shining emeralds as she looked at him. "I would be honored." She rasped slightly, although it sounded more like muted velvet. Everything about her was beautiful (but she isn't vain). But that could attract many toms and right now, she was not interested in any tom. Right now, she wanted a place to fit in, a place where they share their darkness. Even if they wanted a better home, they would have to kill if the clans wanted their home. faerie glanced up at the sky, its bright blue had turned to blood red, and would soon turn to inky black. She loved the time of twilight slowly turning into night. She turned her head sharply to where she saw Death, who spontaneously vanished. Then she turned to Lucifer once more, the sky reflecting off of her eyes, making it look as if she hada the bloodlust upon her. "I will be your messenger." She mewed louder, her voice ounding like a hauntingly cold, beautiful melody.
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Post by Fallentear || on Mar 27, 2008 0:57:45 GMT -5
Lucifer nodded to Faerie, intrigued by her haunting, yet somehow melodic tone. "Excellent." Now turning to look back about, he noticed that the two young she-cats had left on their mission already. His eyes narrowed in amusement. Young cats, always so eager to do everything. Supposing it would look suspicious for four loners to arrive at neighboring clans simultaneously, he called to the gathered felines, "Death and Sin will leave on their mission starting in three moonrises." Looking at the two, he added, "Until then, get some rest, and prepare for your journey. I still need to talk to you Death." He leaped down from his ledge, padding towards his nest but not entering just yet. He sat outside it, looking around at the dismissed cats, catching a glimpse of Faerie shifting.
Sin said nothing, but dipped her head in submission to Lucifer's suggestions. A smirk filled with malice crossed her maw. She was going to have some fun with this for sure. She looked around, wondering if she could find a new place to sleep, since Death had come and she'd need more than just her one-cat crack in the wall now. "Come on Death." Came her deep, commanding tone as she walked towards a large, crumbling crevace in the wall.
Death, who had suddenly reappeared beside his sister, followed her without a word. He was going to Blazeclan as a spy...his stomach turned in nervous knots. He'd never been a great actor, or great at concealing things for that matter. He glanced towards Lucifer's nest, noticing that the leader was eyeing him. He stopped and looked back at Sin, deciding he could catch up with her in a few minutes. "Sin, I'm gonna talk to Lucifer. See you in a few." He turned, padding towards the huge black tom.
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Post by Darketh[the not so kind] on Mar 27, 2008 16:58:18 GMT -5
Buzzard felt a strong wave of relief when he was not asked/ordered to go into a clan. It was apparent that these cats held an unchanging hatred for the Clans, and he did not want to be one of the cats they took it out on. For now he would continue to go on the story had told many of the cats that asked him where he was from.
He told them, his mother had been a Clan cat and his father a loner. When the clan had found out she was pregnant with him and his siblings, by a loner, they threw her out, turning her into a rouge. She gave birth to him and his two brothers, who died less than two moons later. His mother then was attacked by a dog once he had become old enough to care for himself.
The parts about his mother and his siblings were true, the only thing was that his dad had also been a Clan cat. In fact his dad had been leader. But all of this information would be forever hidden within the depths of his own mind.
As he noticed the cats leaving, he headed back to the open sewer pipe he now claimed as his den. A small trickle of sewage water ran through it, but that didn't bother him. He'd been in worse places.
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