x.Let the F:l:a:m:e:s {.Begin.}

[Fallentear ||]

ooc- Please, before you join this rp make sure you are literate, and will be on to post here. This thread is for peeps that can post daily, not monthly ;D thank you!

ic- The storms had drawn in upon Fogclan, casting shadows and mist everywhere a cat could fit a paw. It was damp, chilly, and rather unpleasant this time of year in the territory, and now there was a gale sweeping in to help make things more sullen. Over the course of a day, raindrops fell and cleansed the earth of dead things and gave life to the new. So as small insects were flushed out of their holes and carryed away without protest on little troughs of water, the plants they'd been chewing holes in slowly healed and grew with every droplet of water that touched their leaves, which quivered as if from joy as the drops rolled down their bodies and jumped off. On the dawn of the next day, a steady plip plop was heard from all around as shining crystals fell from on high to dive to the earth and hit with a splatter. Dew clung to every blade of grass and sparkled in the light of the crimson sun, which had climbed to just over halfway over the horizon. Stretching after long hours of uneasy sleep, a small dark form watched this scene and let it's serenity fill her mind and spirit.

Fallenkit arched her back and cracked her jaws as wide as they would expand, curling her tongue in a mighty yawn that could have challenged a lion. Her ears that had pinned back during her waking up now flicked forward as she lifted herself to her paws smoothly, stretching each paw in turn to allow warm blood to flow down to each paw once more. Her fur was freezing, but underneath a layer of warmth from her sleep just barely managed to cling to her as she stepped outside. The sun, being young, shone bright in her eyes and she narrowed them in slight annoyance, but also pleasure at it's unusual warmness. Fallenkit found herself in an unusually good mood, but knew that these didn't stay long.

All it would take with this short-fused she-kit was a little shove and a wildfire would take off within her, spreading itself possibly even to infect other cats like a contagious disease. Such was how mob mentality and riots were often started, when a happy person is disturbed and wreaks havoc only in an attempt to snatch back that once blissful peace. But for the moment Fallenkit was content to merely sit, swivel her head around calmly, and absorb her home with admiring eyes at it's beauty. After rain, some things, no matter how menacing they looked in the fog, can truly evolve into something spectacular.

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[samaraleaf]

A single snowflake danced across the sky, it's was soon followed by it's fellow friends. Thick clumps of cold snow fell from the sky making it look like the clouds themselves were falling. Within a few seconds the ground was covered with a blanket of white. This was both the beauty and curse of Leaf-Bare and so was what to come.....

A large light gray paw stepped in to the camp clearing. Misty blue eyes gazed at the falling snow with thought as a black and light gray tipped tail twiched in delight. Ghoststar turned to Fallenkit, dropping a rabbit, two mice and a bluejay "look's like we better star-" she stopped and sneezed. "gathering prey and digging stores for leaf-bare" she finnished. She smiled nuddging the bluejay toward the kit, "These are pretty feathers, and they will keep you warm in the cold too" she purred looking up at the sky again.

"Hey Mist come on! Wait for me!" a small black tom bound through the snow a small grey and black she-cat was slightly ahead of him. "hurry up ya fuzz ball! Hey look snow!" she kit stared up at the snow-cloud sky as a bluejay wizzed by, she shivered. "Night?" she called turning around she couldn't see him. She smelled his sent in the bushes a long with her other sister. The gray-black she-cat gasped at the red bodies twisted and mangled, with blank looks on their faces. "Night! Moon!" she cried the screamed as red claws scored across her throat many times....blackness....

Ghoststar's face hardened and her claws sunk in to the snow her face still looking at the falling snow, That sent her a memory she had never remembred seeing before...

[Fallentear ||]

ooc- erm....okay, so it's all sunny and bright and unusually warm when all of a sudden it snows??? o.O wha-?

bic- Fallenkit turned her head to look at her leader, blinking yellow eyes in greeting and inclining her head just enough for it to have been called a polite greeting. She then continued looking around the clearing, feeling the warm of the sun on her pelt slowly fade as a shadow blocked the sun that had made her narrow her eyes. Looking up, Fallenkit saw clouds rolling in and she shifted to allow her tail to hug her paws and begin to warm them as a soft breeze floated past and gradually grew.

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[samaraleaf]

ooc-(thats the way it is at my house...) [Ghoststars getting a cooold...]

Ghoststar sneezed again, Then again "ah... dam this cold weather" she shivered "you better get back inside" she picked up the bits of prey and stored them away. She suddenly had a coughing fit, and lapped up some of the snow to sooth her throat. Ghoststar continued this routine, untill she colapsed in the snow. She growled in frustraition "Not now....I have work to do..." she croaked still on the ground.

On the ground a small gray-black she kit lay on the ground next to two still bodies. Her mist blue eyes snapped open, she opened her mouth to cry out in help, pain, and fright but the only sound was the snap of bubbles of blood from her neck and throat. 'I am going to die' was the only thought that ran through her mind.

[Fallentear ||]

Fallenkit felt worry nagging in her chest and throat, and she stepped forward to sniff her leader. "Looks like you should see Stormheart." The tabby kit mewled finally, stepping back with worry and knowledge dancing in her eyes, "You might be getting Whitecough, and it should be treated before it turns to greencough."

Twisting and redirecting her body with moving her paws, Fallenkit grasped a piece of prey in her jaws and unwound her body, which had been tight as a spring, to fling the prey up and over her head. Without looking behind her, she heard the satisfactory whunk of dead flesh on dead flesh as the squirrel hit the top of the pile and rolled down the side of the stacked fresh kill to rest at the edge of the cache.

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[samaraleaf]

"I 'ate s'ow" she snuffled she managed to stand, she slowly walked over to Stormheart's den her tail limp creating a path in the snow. "What happened to Ghoststar?" a gray tabby tom asked looking toward Ghoststar.

He had his fur fluffed up so he looked twice his size, the snow flakes clung to his pelt so he looked like he had been in a snow storm, A white she cat with a black tail followed "Lifepaw, mouse brain we have stuff to do" she hissed she too had her pelt puffed out but her tail was not it filcked back and forth in anger she swipped her paw across his cheek. Lifepaw didn't flinch, not a single patch of fur was left on the one side of his cheek. "hey Fallenkit got anything to do?" he asked

[Fallentear ||]

Fallenkit turned and meowed monotonously to Lifepaw, "A cold, possibly whitecough." Her golden orbs looked behind him to glance at the female behind him. Blinking slowly, she was wondering what he was talking about. "Well, no. I'm a kit, so I basically never have anything to do but lay around all day." Turning her eyes slowly from the newcomer, she looked once more at Lifepaw with her eyes narrowed, as they always were whether she was happy or sad. Because of the way she always scrutinized everyone like this, it appeared as if she was always angry with everyone. Twitching her whiskers curiously, wondering why Lifepaw had asked, she decided to eat breafast.

Rudely ignoring Lifepaw, as if she didn't care what else he would say, she trotted over to the fresh kill pile, snatched up a vole in her bright white teeth, and carried it to the other side of the clearing by the elder's den. Bending her head, she ate it quickly and voraciously without looking up once. Half of the prey was gone as quick as a flash.

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[samaraleaf]

Lifepaw followed the kit and sat down beside her "Some times I feel like I am being controled by Deathpaw..." he sighed "she holds my life in her paws, like prey, I am a life less object that is used for her own desieres and wishes" he mewed to Fallenkit, he didn't care if she was listening or not. Looking down at the ground he continued "I wish I could break free.. you know..." he turned to look at her, then back at the ground.

Deathpaw watched Lifepaw follow the young cat, she narowed her eyes, her tail thrashed she would not let him escape her. "Get over here!" she hissed coldly, loud enough for him to her yet quiet enough for it to hold the meaning she ment it to have. Lifepaw dashed over as if he had been pulled physicly, he recived another slash on the cheek, blood dripped to the ground turning the snow pinkish. Lifepaw took the slash as if it were a drop of rain.

[Fallentear ||]

Another few bites and the all that remained of the vole were bloody, undigestable remains. As Fallenkit chewed, she looked at the ground thoughtfully. Although it might have looked like she was calmly ignoring the apprentice, she really had been listening. Looking up from her finished meal while licking her whiskers, she watched impassively as Deathpaw struck Lifepaw. Her tail twitched in anger and she had to suppress a growl. She hated when cats were bratty and insecure and needed to take care of their superiority complex in such a manner. Getting to her paws, she flung the pile of bones and bloodied skin over the camp wall with a swift flick of her paw.

The tabby and white kit stalked over to Lifepaw and Deathpaw and looked into the young female's eyes. "Hey, I'm Fallenkit." She rasped, also at a growl, "What was up with that?" Her autumn colored orbs flashed but then returned to their normal sullen appearance.

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[samaraleaf]

Deathpaw's eyes narrowed, how dare this kit talk to her like that, A white paw flashed out attempting to pin the kit down with claws out in full view "You dare!" she hissed but her eyes widened as not a kit was in her claws but a fuzzy gray head. Lifepaw grimaced as her claws sank in farther, "get out of the way fool, she's mine!" Black thorn claws ripped out, "have you not learned anything?" she growled flicking the blood off her paw. Lifepaw's spirit willted under pain and his sister's glare, he took a step back his own eyes staring down at the ground, She was the alpha he was the omega.

"She can and will kill you.." he wispered to Fallenkit so only she could hear "don't follow my path, get away.." His ear was ripped to ribbons and a cut above his eye blinded with blood him on the one side, only the slightest turn of his mouth suggested a smile "thanks..for listening"

[Fallentear ||]

Ignoring Lifepaw, and in fact shoving him aside, she growled angrily, "I can fight my own battles. Even if this was one, I could do it alone." Stepping past him, she eyed him with mild disgust. She was the same age as he was, what, did he think because she was a girl she couldn't take care of herself?

Looking at Deathpaw, her eyes were bright with energy, for she had found a cat that was a lot like herself: ultimately steered away from by other cats. Baring her teeth not to mean an offense attack but merely to warn Deathpaw to keep her distance, she decided to speak. "Yes, I dare. You wanna kill me? Fine. I don't give a shi.t. First, I'd sit up in dreamclan making your days miserable and whispering of your deed in the leader's ear until you were exiled."

Narrowing her eyes, she continued in a low hiss, "Second of all, I have nobody to live for and it would really be putting me out of my misery. That is, if you could take my life and still live yourself." Fallenkit's ears flicked backwards and forwards and she laughed gratingly, "Because, you know of course that while my life has no value to myself, I still would enjoy tearing your guts out and strewing them across camp if you so much as scratched me."

Challenging golden eyes looked into Deathpaw's, not having to look up but rather looking straight forward, for she was apprentice age and about the same size as the dark cat. She had been for a long time, but leader after leader had fully failed to find her a mentor, let alone a mentor that would stick around. Her tabby tail thrashed wildly, awaiting Deathpaw's response. She wanted a fight? Fine. It wouldn't look bad on the kit that got attacked by the apprentice.

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[samaraleaf]

Deathpaw smiled crookedly "So you don't care? well that makes my job easier" she showed her long sharp teeth, "you should have run... Kit!" she swiped one of her paws under Fallenkit aiming for her legs to trip, and one over, while preparing to jump.

This way if Fallenkit fell she could press her paw down on Fallenkit's head to get her jaws in to finish. If The young cat did not fall she could jump swining her paw above down more forcefully to slam Fallenkit's head in to the ground stunning her. And finaly if Fallenkit jumped the move she could swing the lower paw back for the same tripping result.

Lifepaw startled by the shove quickly sat up and cleaned up. He swore under his breath and was about to call out a warning to Fallenkit but thought twice and stood on the side lines, if she needed help she would ask He stood ready incase Deathpaw realy found a way to kill.

[Fallentear ||]

Dispite her warning, it appeared that Deathpaw had still struck out at her anyways. But instead of doing something that Deathpaw expected, she rolled backwards purposely, the paw swiping harmlessly over her head and a back paw swipe being able to do no damage because she was already down. Deathpaw looked as if she was about to try to use her size to pin her and lurched forward with orbs emanating bloodlust.

She fell right into Fallenkit's trap. While laying on her back on the ground, the tabby kit thrust her long legs upwards towards Deathpaw's jaw, knowing she would either have to take the blow, or dodge it. Being the same size, the blow would do heavy damage and stun the apprentice if she collided and if she dodged it Fallenkit's momentum would carry her up onto her feet so she wouldn't be caught unprepared by any means. A split second before she struck out she unsheathed her tiny, thorn-sharp claws and tucked her forepaws against her body to protect her belly and also to make her aerodynamic, in case she indeed would roll to her feet instead of making impact.

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[samaraleaf]

Deathpaw growled with anger, how did a kit know how to dodge her attack? And how could she be stupid enough to trip over her self? She blinkled once and took in everything. Seeing oncoming paws toward her jaw she did only what she would think of doing. *Chomp!* She closed her teeth togethor on Fallenkit's leg's and smiled grinding her teeth against eachother.

Lifepaw was stunned by the move, Deathpaw had actualy treated the cat like prey! He was now very worried, She could snap her bones, and already could die of blood loss.... he edged forward but stopped himself again with a sigh, I must have faith in her! he thought fiercely to himself.

[Fallentear ||]

Fallenkit's face screwed up as she winced in pain, teeth biting painfully into her skin. But she just kept her move going, leaning backwards. Foolish Deathpaw's move had been, for her fangs were latched so well that when Fallenkit's legs were carried over her own head, the apprentice could not loose herself and was catapulted over the kits head and flat onto her own face.

While the tabby kit couldn't forcibly pry the other cat from her, she knew that she would gladly remove her own teeth if she provided her own assult. So although Deathpaw lay alongside of her, her ugly face squished in the dirt, Fallenkit calmly rolled sideways and sank her claws into the nape of her neck, leaving her fangs clear for defense if she decided to rear up. Her tail lashed excitedly, this being her first real action since she had been born. Practice had been all she'd had until now.

Fallenkit, having been a kit for quite a while, had spent long afternoons alone in the sunlight, thinking of battle strategies as well as practicing them on inanimate objects. Apparently, this had paid off. If she had to, Fallenkit had learned from the elders all of the most vulnerable places where a cat could be killed with a simple claw or bite wound. She knew the fight wouldn't get too far though, for some authority would break them up eventually.....right?

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