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Post by .feather//oceana. on May 22, 2009 21:07:20 GMT -5
xx.//I've been trying to tell you something, but you never understand.]]
A smoky tom stood firmly in place atop a sloping knoll that jutted out over a small clearing filled with subtle dens. Was that arrogance? A smug grin curled under his whiskers, it was, and he knew it. This was all his. He was in charge. Every single one of them that paid no regard to him as he was growing up, somehow ended up under him. Tranquilstar would approach them subtly first, but he was sure he would have to be agressive once they found out he was exiling their beloved Lucidhope.
xx.//I feel like we've been going 'round in circles.]]
The normally soft-spoken cat let his voice sound over the plateau.
"Let all cats sit beneath the knoll for a Clan meeting!"
xx.//You look at me like I've become a stranger on the streets.]]
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Post by ripped. on May 23, 2009 12:30:59 GMT -5
The dark pelted tom, who had been dozing off outside the warriors' den, blinked rapidly, once, twice, three times. He looked over at the source of the voice that snapped him from his trance, and saw his leader atop the knoll. He stretched his limbs, first his front legs, then his back, and he trotted over. He began to ponder over what would cause Tranquilstar to call a meeting. Crowflight looked up at the tom with bright yellow eyes, a curious, questioning look in his eyes.
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Post by .feather//oceana. on May 23, 2009 13:48:14 GMT -5
xx.//A skeleton that's been hiding in your closet.]]
Tranquilstar was satisfied as he saw sleepy-eyed cats emerge from their resting places and begin to cluster together in a group below him. This was his favorite time of day, sundown. The feel of the temperature cooling down, to a point where it could even be uncomfortably cold in the summer months, and the heavy gusts of wind that ripped acrossed the barren plateus, he loved it.
xx.//I see you next to me but still you feel so far away.]]
Traquilbreeze could almost tell they were second guessing him. No matter, it was only because they had never taken the time to see his other side. His amber gaze traveled uniformly over the clan, and he spoke when he felt that enough had gathered.
"Cats of RageClan," he began, projecting his voice enough as to not have it carried away by the heavy blasts of wind. "As your new leader, it would traditionally be the time for me to appoint a deputy to their position. By my first measure, there will no longer be a deputy, at least in RageClan. There is only one cat in charge here, and that is myself. Most of you are intellegent enough to form your own hunting party without some mousebrain stepping in the way and telling you orders that they think are relevant. I will not tolerate this sort of disorganization," he paused, taking a quick breath, but wanting to begin speaking again before they could protest.
xx.//Where did we go wrong?.]]
"Furthermore, it is time for a change in RageClan. We have been plagued by misfortune and leaders who let others wipe their paws all over them. This will happen no longer. RageClan will rise up from the ashen plateau, and the whole of the Ten Clans will know which clan they must answer to. We will no longer tolerate out of clan relationships, or friendships, and any cat caught participating or knowing about an incident like this will be severely punished," he paused again, time for the kicker. "It pains me greatly that I must make an example of my own sister, my own kin. Lucidhope is to be exiled from RageClan. All clan members are under strict orders to make sure she does not return to the interior of our borders. Anyone finding her, or another clan cat on our borders, should take immediate action. Have no sympathy. Take action. Use the claws DreamClan gave you! Kill them."
xx.//Where did we go wrong?.]]
Nodding curtly at the Clan he believed he had said enough. On one hand there would be cats who were highly supportive, and those who were aprehensive, he knew that going into his speech. He settled down peacefully, wrapping his smoky gray tail over his paws, patiently waiting for them to hurl questions at him, fully prepared to answer them calmly and with a level head.
xx.//I guess this is the part where you look at me and say goodbye.]]
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Post by lightningstorm on May 23, 2009 15:17:24 GMT -5
(im playing two different charachters so dont get confused!)
Lightningstorm stood with his tail wrapped around his paws, it flicked every now and again. Lightningstorm nodded slowly, he could see the sense in his leaders words, but he knew that deep inside of himself, ambition was barking madly. Lightningstorm unsheathed his claws and dug it into the soft ground. Lightningstorm had always wanted to be deputy, and maybe Clan leader one day, but he didn't care really what he was.... ambiton was just another feeling he had to choke down like a bit of hard fresh-kill.
Duskshadow flinched involentarily, What about Swiftstream? he thought, so far he had kept his secret relationship from the clan, Swiftstream was a medicine cat, and they were from different clans... it was forbiden, but he felt as if he couldn't breathe with out seeing her atleast once every moon.
He straighted up, he couldn't let his clan see him like this!
Lightningstorm felt his brother tense next to him and turned to glare at him. He unsheathed his claws. "Do you have a problem with that? Are you a RageClan cat or not? Do your loyalties lie somewhere else?" Lightningstorm challenged.
Duskshaodw bit back an angry retort and unsheathed his claws. Play it tough, don't give in! his conscience screamed, "And who are you to question my loyalty, you heap of fox-dung?"
For amoment Lightningstorm looked shocked, Duskshadow would never fight, he was the sort of cat who would try and settle things peacefully.... suspicion flared deep down in Lightningstorm What's he playing at? |
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Post by ripped. on May 25, 2009 10:44:04 GMT -5
His ink black fur bristled and he felt uneasy to the pit of his stomach. He did not agree at all with the decision, but he didn't dare defy Tranquilstar, for a fear of being punished for simply speaking out against him. Besides, maybe, just maybe, the new leader was right. Maybe they would be better off without a deputy going around and telling them orders of what to do. But then again, there's always been a deputy, ever since the ten Clans were formed.
Crowflight looked over at Lightningstorm and Duskshadow, and went and intervened, placing himself in between the two toms. 'What are you both, kits?' He spat, looking from one to the other. 'Because last time I checked, fighting your own brother is something you do in the nursery,' he growled. The last thing the Clan needed was to be fighting within it's own camp. [/blockquote][/center] |
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Post by lightningstorm on May 25, 2009 12:21:24 GMT -5
Duskshadow let his fur lay flat and licked a paw to draw it over his ear. "Keep your fur on Crowflight, this has nothing to do with you." Duskshadow replied cooly.
Part of him knew Crowflight was right and felt foolish for provoking a fight infront of the whole clan, but he also blamed Lightningstorm for bringing out his childish hostile side.
Lightningstorm snorted, but sat down. "I can fight my own fights thank you." he murmered, his fur still fluffed out. [/size] |
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Post by Amber on May 26, 2009 16:28:32 GMT -5
A gray she-cat finally emerged from her spot in the shadows where she had been watching the meeting. Her moss-green eyes stared defiantly up at Tranquilstar, her usual reservedness gone. Eclipsewind's fur began to rise as her claws unsheathed absently, testing themselves in the earth. "So you are willing to exile your own sister because of petty friendships out of RageClan?" she challenged, trying not to sound too imposing, but still her voice rang with disgust.
I wonder what's happened between those two. I should pay more attention to my Clanmates, she thought. Suddenly she crouched lower to the ground, bravery fading and instead fear replacing it. What would Tranquilstar do to her? She closed her eyes for a moment, willing herself to calm down. If her leader would not grant RageClanners freedom of speech, she would just exile herself before he could. She would leave! |
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Post by Squid on May 26, 2009 23:11:27 GMT -5
Fawnstride, a rather dark she-cat, sat where she was, as she was not about to challenge her leader's judgement. Though something told her that exiling Lucidhope was wrong, she agreed with most of his words, that RageClan needs and is going to ride from the ground, and she was more than willing to claw any intruders.
Coldfur, Sootpelt's son, stood up from where he'd sat next to Eclipsewind, fur bristling, eyes challenging "She's right, and how dare you insult our past leaders, our ancestors" He called up, voice angry. Any of his siblings would have done the same, as his mother had once been RageClan's leader, along with his father Sablemask. Coldfur was not afraid of Tranquilstar, however much power the tom had, and did not approve of his decisions. |
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Post by Brambles on May 27, 2009 18:39:15 GMT -5
Shadowtail;;
Black fur parted at the maw to reveal a row of incisors, ivory in color and exquisitely sharp. Yellow optics glowered with such intensity, it would strike fear into the heart of the most fearsome warriors. Talons extended from pitch black paws to sink satisfactorily into the earth beneath the tom-cat. It was about time that someone had become wise enough to take a stand and discard DreamClan as the worthless entities they were. The tom laughed, a booming sound that would surely draw the attention of others. The muscles beneath sleek black fur rippled along his haunches as the cat stood, pacing slowly towards the knoll upon which Tranquilstar was located. Skull swung from side to side as he stared every cat down, finally speaking. 'Can you not see the greatness Tranquilstar is attempting to bring us to? Are you all as blind as I feared? Apparently so!' Long black tail lashed back and forth, emphasizing Shadowtail's frustration. 'Cast aside your petty belief in DreamClan and accept the glory RageClan will become as a result of Tranquilstar's undying love for our Clan!' |
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Post by lightningstorm on May 28, 2009 14:00:22 GMT -5
Duskshadow snorted, his long brown tabby fur bristling slightly. "Love!? You call that love?" He eyed his clanmates warily, and shot a glare at Lightningstorm. "Our belief in DreamClan," he stopped, feeling self-consiousness tug at his fur as some cats stared at him with unhideable hostility. "Our belief in DreamClan. he continued. Is what keeps us together, it's what binds us as clan-mates. If we throw that away.... then we'll all going to be destroyed, under this cat's rule!" he flicked his tail in the direction of the knoll and shook his head, and stood to go and weaved inbetween cats to sit beside Coldfur and Eclipsewind.
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Post by Fallentear || on May 29, 2009 2:08:32 GMT -5
A tabby tom rose his head and looked defiantly up at his leader. "I'm sorry Tranquilstar, but I am with Coldfur and Eclipsewind here. I understand that you mean to bring Rageclan to greatness... I want that for our clan too. But the methods you are proposing... they are all wrong! No great army can perform to its greatest effect with only one leader. One empire cannot entrust it's life to the paws on one single being... it will risk collapse at the paws of a corrupt tyrant. There must be other means of power, or coups will be made easily, and the numbers effortlessly turned. You are not only endangering our clan by removing the status of deputy, but also your own life."
His bright, azure eyes gazed up at Tranquilstar, turning to icicles. As hard and cold as stone, they met the amber gaze of an ambitious, and improvident feline. "Perhaps you should consider your methods more carefully. Suffocating, and crushing your clan under an iron paw is not the way to strengthen it. If you rule solely over us all, who's to say that you wouldn't be biased? Who's to say that you wouldn't rule for your pure lust for power, instead of for the good of the clan? Without a crutch to back up and support your decisions, the clan will easily rile up and turn against you, as you see present in the faces of many of the cats before you."
He gestured around him with a flick of the tail, angry and indignant glares stabbing up at the self-proclaimed king. "You cannot simply destroy what our ancestors have laid down for centuries, without even a single pre-planned ally. It's rash, and jolting, and insults me greatly, as well as many of my clanmates." The muscular tom lashed his tail, trying to control his outrage. This 'leader' was a fool, and he did not agree with anything he was proposing, besides making Rageclan stronger.
"As you said yourself," he continued, "we have experienced much misfortune, mostly under the paws of leaders who could not properly lead us to greatness. It is possible, for this clan to reach the heights only Dreamclan was thought to occupy.. but only if we are to work as one. Train as one. Defend as one. And cleanse our impurities, as one. If you are proposing that we are to become the best clan, solely upon the shoulders of your oh-so-godly self, than I call you a fool.
And let those to call you otherwise, be known as fools too. For the weight of one world cannot be borne by the spirit of a single, pugnacious tom; and a web of wise words cannot simply be assumed correct, because its own author praises his preaching. There will be resentment, doubt, and most of all, disorder. If you were to be in any way intelligent, you would be creating more high positions. That way, those greedy cats with the promise of power would stand by you, and not spit in your general direction, as I do. Have fun commanding an ocean, captain. You just killed your crew."
And with that, Azuresky, only a moon cycle ago known as Azurestar, turned his back on his leader and padded to the edge of camp, curling his tail around his paws neatly as he sat down. His challenging look prodded at Tranquilstar from his spot, waiting to see what he would respond with. If he were to be exiled, so be it. He glanced sideways, noticing he had seated himself beside Eclipsewind. She looked slightly frightened by the prospect that her spoken opinions may have cost her her home. Azuresky inclined his head towards her in a reassuring nod.
A slender, snowy form sat among her clanmates, looking up at her leader. But there was no anger glistening in her optics; merely chagrin and sadness. Her maw twisted sideways, discomfort trickling down her spine with a prickling sensation. Where is the mentor I know and love? That can't be him.. he is so... so.. hellish. Stormwhisper listened to the impassioned cries of those who agreed, and those who resented. She blinked once, twice, and then kept her eyes shut.
'Rageclan is in grave peril,' a voice echoed as gently as an Autumn breeze within her mind. She opened her eyes again, letting them rest briefly on Tranquilstar, whom now wasn't so tranquil, before letting her head snap sideways as if struck. She could not bring herself to look at her old friend any longer... there was something brewing in him that she did not understand, and it made her blood freeze with fear. I must consult Dreamclan, before things get out of paw... Turning quickly, she shuffled through the crowd and slipped through the camp entrance. |
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Post by dove on Jun 29, 2009 12:36:12 GMT -5
Falconclaw, a proud, fierce tom, had watched everything with intense amber eyes. He would dare not oppose Tranquilstar for he had struggled endlessly trying to prove he was loyal even though he was a half-breed. He watched as Stormwhisper crept away and decided to follow her. 'Where is Tranquilstar's old apprentice going?' He wondered.
Dawnleaf padded up beside her mate, Shadowtail. "Dear," She murmured in his ear. Her frosty green eyes glared. "Mostly I am behind you but this has gone too far. What you are telling the clan is wrong. If we don't believe is DreamClan then how will our leaders find guidance, and their nine lives. How will medicine cats receive signs?"
Duskpaw trotted over to tranquilstar, her violet eyes shining bright. "Tranquilstar, you are doing something right." She spoke with confidence.
Mudpaw came over to his arguing parents, Shadowtail and Dawnleaf. "Father, Mother is right. What is a clan without DreamClan?"
Duskpaw, overhearing Mudpaw, whipped around and snarled at her brother with such vehemence it was surprising to hear from a young cat.
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Post by Brambles on Jun 29, 2009 14:54:09 GMT -5
Yellow optics, gleaming coldly in the sunlight, flicked their venomous gaze towards Dawnleaf. Yet, rather than retaining their rigidity, they softened at her presence. Shadowtail's hackles lowered as his eyes flickered between Mudpaw and Dawnleaf. The black tom, though his muzzle was beginning to be fringed with silver hairs, sighed heavily, head hanging between his paws. 'What has become of me in my thirst for power? I cannot control it, and it is tearing us all apart..' Optics clouded with the tom's grief.
Cougarpaw sat in the shadows of the camp. Watching, observing silently the feuds breaking out between his own clan-mates. He was torn, unable to decide which side would be best to choose. They both sounded very persuasive. And the thought of unimaginable power was overwhelming. Yet he had been reared to respect and obey DreamClan, his warrior ancestors. Gleaming yellow orbs were briefly hidden as the tomcat shook his head angrily. Why was it so hard to think? Removing himself from the shadows, the dark grey tom wound his way through the throng of cats to seat himself beside his mother and father, Shadowtail and Dawnleaf. Skull dipped downwards as he acknowledged his sibling Mudpaw, while casting a venomous glare at Duskpaw. Glancing over his shoulder, Cougarpaw watched as his other sibling, Mistypaw, joined them.
Eagletalon sighed, tabby shoulders flexing as claws sunk into the moist soil beneath the large tom. This bantering back and forth was beginning to get on his nerves. Pale green optics flashed as family's even began turning against each other. As was obvious with Duskpaw's actions towards Mudpaw. This was beginning to take a turn for the worst, Eagletalon could feel it.
OOC:: Just a random note, but we should get the kits turned into warriors soon lol. [/size] |
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Post by dove on Jun 30, 2009 12:18:01 GMT -5
OOC: I thought it was Smokepaw, Duskpaw, Mudpaw, and Mistypaw..?
And yes they should. 
BIC: Dawnleaf closed the small space between her and her lover. Her expression softened and she rested her head on his shoulder. "I know you have always thirsted for power but I believe there is such a thing of too much power, Dear." No matter what, Dawnleaf couldn't stay mad. She had loved this tom for a very long time.
Mudpaw looked at his other siblings, his face torn between contempt and dissappointment. "She will never change, will she?" Mudpaw murmured so only Smokepaw and Mistypaw could hear.
Duskpaw just stared at her family as they all gathered. She hissed in complete disgust. 'I at least thought Mudpaw would somewhat understand,' She bowed her head, thinking of how close they once were. 'My family are traitors. Tranquilstar is doing something great and they don't comprehend one bit of it. I cannot believe I am of their flesh and blood. But one day I will show them how great Tranquilstar's idea is.'
OOC: Ah my goodness, haven't written/typed in forever. I feel rusty. |
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Post by Brambles on Jul 2, 2009 13:06:00 GMT -5
ooc:: Oh yeah, haha. It was Smokepaw. My bad, I got him mixed up with another character of mine...It should be Cougarfang then, he was a warrior XP
And I'll edit my post to make it Smokepaw.
bic:: Smokepaw (Not Cougarpaw haha) glanced at his brother wearily. Skull swung from side to side in a gesture of saying no, she wouldn't. Yellow optics, the same shade as his father Shadowtail, glistened with anger as he again fixed his glare upon Duskpaw. Part of him felt wrong for acting as he was toward his own sister, but at the same time she seemed to remove herself from their activities, with an air about her as though she was too good for such things. It made Smokepaw want to yowl with frustration.
Mistypaw tried to place an encouraging smile upon her maw for both of her brothers' sakes, but she could only manage a small twitch of the corner of her mouth. Sighing deeply, the gray femme padded up to Mudpaw's side, resting her tail across his shoulders. 'Try not to fret too much, Mudpaw. It won't do any of us any good..' Green optics glittered with love for her sibling. She didn't want Duskpaw's reaction to ruin the tom's day, or even moon.
Shadowtail smiled wearily at Dawnleaf, eyes glowing with love for his mate. Not only did he love her, but he needed her more than anything in the forest. She was his only link to sanity, it seemed. Shadowtail would have lost himself to ambition long ago had Dawnleaf not been there for him. Black muzzle flecked with gray hairs nuzzled Dawnleaf's ear as Shadowtail released a throaty purr, expressing his love and appreciation for her without words. [/size] |
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