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Post by Darketh[the not so kind] on Jul 5, 2008 19:51:20 GMT -5
"None." Jasperleaf said as he looked back with a blaze in his eyes. "He has fulfilled his ambitions, he won't be any trouble anymore." The tom said as he cast a glance over at the four new warrirors, the glance turning to a glare.
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Post by rem<EMBER me on Jul 6, 2008 10:15:01 GMT -5
Fogstar looked as his brother as if seeing him for the first time. "And do you really believe that?" He asked. "Fawnstar told me about the names of those four warriors. Notice- Shadow, Tail, and Cloud. Fawnshadow, Foxtail, Stormcloud. The three cats he has ruthlessly murdered. Apparently he didn't just take out his anger on Fernclan cats. I know he is our father, but he will still cause problems even though he is a clan leader." [/center][/blockquote]
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Post by Darketh[the not so kind] on Jul 6, 2008 19:36:44 GMT -5
"And what if he doesn't?" Jasperleaf countered not caring or listening to the orgin of the cats names. "Besides that is three of the four. Tell me, where does the fourth warrior's name come from?" He also added. "Are you going to tell me that Demonstorm has killed four cats?" His tail lashed in anger as he spoke.
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Post by Brambles on Jul 6, 2008 20:21:26 GMT -5
'The fourth warrior, Jasperleaf, is the one sent by DreamClan to lead the others. Were it not for Fatestep, the others would find their former selves and be led into disarray with vengaence and anger settled on their hearts.' The tom's voice was crisp with an authoritative air about it as gray furred paws brushed the ground, carrying Stormwing to Fogstar's side. Pale green eyes, burning brightly with pride towards his kits having received their warrior names, shifted slowly to stare at Jasperleaf. Stormwing continued, his voice even. 'Do you dare to impede DreamClan's fight to end Demonstorm's tyranny? To let others suffer because of his ambitions?' It was apparent Stormwing would have none of what Jasperleaf spoke of. Demonstorm had to be taken down.
Tailflame, having arrived just as the ceremony began, held her head high, green eyes darting around, looking for a face to praise her for the newly given rank. Warrior. Finally. Head swiveled as she scanned the clearing, searching for her siblings. There was no time for her to weave through the crowd of gathered cats to reach the others, and so had seated herself near the back. [/size]
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Post by Darketh[the not so kind] on Jul 6, 2008 21:38:22 GMT -5
Jasperleaf drew his lips in a silent snarl as he looked from the two warriors in front of me. "I am a medicine cat, so I would of course not be looking to interfere with Dreamclan." He said as he licked down some of his bristling fur. "I mearly state, that there is no need to harm a cat that will no longer be a threat to the clans."
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Post by Brambles on Jul 7, 2008 22:27:47 GMT -5
Gray shoulders heaved upward, then back down in the form of a shrug as Stormwing's eyes narrowed at Jasperleaf's response. It was hard for Stormwing himself to believe his kits were of such importance to the Clan, but their mother was still with them. Lilacaroma would always be there. He knew she would guide them as DreamClan intended. And, despite fatherly instincts, Stormwing was willing to let them make their endeavor. Audits flicked with silent amusement at Jasperleaf's last statement. It almost seemed he was defending the cat who murdered three warriors, and would have gladly killed Stormwing given the chance. 'An ambitious cat is never satisfied when they acheive leadership, Jasperleaf.' [/i] Stormwing spat back, a twisted smiled decorating his maw. 'Demonstorm will never stop until he rules over the whole forest. You should be wise enough to realize such things.'[/blockquote][/size]
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Post by Darketh[the not so kind] on Jul 8, 2008 9:33:52 GMT -5
Jasperleaf gave a half smirk as he looked at Stormwing. "How would you know that?" He questioned as he started to pace around the warrior, slightly forgetting that his brother was also there. "Could it be you know Demonstorm's mind so well, because he was your mentor and you've learned more from him than you think?" He questioned as he knew this had alwasy been a sensitive subject with Stormwing. "You're more like him than you know. Just look at that twisted smile you're carrying, just like his."
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Post by rem<EMBER me on Jul 8, 2008 10:11:59 GMT -5
Fogstar stepped toward his brother, his normally expressionless gray eyes narrowed with anger. "That is enough Jasperleaf." He spat, almost ashamed of himself for talking this way to his own brother. "There is no reason to ridicule Stromwing just because of his mentor. I trust him, and I know he will never be anything like father." The tom's claws were unsheathed, so he dug them into the ground, trying to make his anger subside. As clan leader, he knew it was better to fight with words than claws. [/center][/blockquote]
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Post by Amber on Jul 8, 2008 13:05:24 GMT -5
Thorntalon jumped up to his siblings, for once defending someone other than himself. "Jasperleaf, you know you're just trying to draw attention away from yourself," he hissed furiously, "We are much more like him than Stormwing and thats saying something." He rounded on Stormwing. "I'm sorry about my brother."
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Post by Brambles on Jul 8, 2008 19:41:44 GMT -5
Jasperleaf's retort cut deep, and Stormwing's expression revealed it. The tom's maw was slightly agape, pale green eyes having grown wider with the insult. It had been a personal goal for Stormwing to never become whast Demonstorm had tried to teach him to be. The lies that traitor had fed him would never amount to anything. All Stormwing ever truly wanted was to be a loyal warrior to FernClan. And more importantly a good father to his kits. And seeing as they had grown to warrior status, he no longer needed to watch their every movement. They could fend for themselves now.
But when Jasperleaf compared Stormwing to Demonstorm, using the awful fact that the muderous cat had been his mentor, it had hit the gray tom hard. Stormwing had vowed to himself as an apprentice to never become a mock image of Demonstorm. To always put himself before the Clan and throw aside any ambitions that might arise. And since the day Demonstorm slew Fawnstar before Stormwing's own eyes, the gray warrior had felt he was doing well in being different from the traitor. But had Stormwing become what he hated most, while trying not to become such? [/size]
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Post by Darketh[the not so kind] on Jul 8, 2008 20:18:28 GMT -5
Jasperleaf had now blocked out his brothers and focused only on Stormwing. Watching and judging the tom's reaction to his words. Once again he was glad for the ability Dreamclan had given him, the one to let him into other's minds. A gift that only Thorntalon knew of, an ability he had told him of when they had still been apprentices. As he read the gray tom's thoughts a small smirk made it's way to his features.
"Yes you have." Jasperleaf asnwered to the last thought he'd red to pass through Stormwing's mind. "You've tried to hard not to be like Demonstorm, and hating him for all that he did. But with that hatred you became just like him. No you haven't killed anyone...yet." He said his voice barely above a whisper but he knew the gray warrior could hear him just as clearly. "But you're attitude, your anger, your twisted mind, it's all the same. Even though you refuse to admit it, you're just like him." He said having stepped closer and closer to Stormwing as he spoke. The last sentence he had whispered into the tom's ear so neither Fogstar nor Thorntalon would hear it.
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Post by Amber on Jul 8, 2008 20:56:23 GMT -5
"Stop it right now, Jasperleaf!" Thorntalon snarled. He had never expected this of his brother. "Stop it! You are feeding him lies until those very lies will become true! Is this for the good of DreamClan? No!" The huge white tom sheathed and unsheathed his claws, kneading th ground, but he was definetely not purring. He was testing his claws on the rock, growling low under his breath. "One would think you want him to follow in Father's pawsteps," he accused, his eyes flashing dangerously, "Surely this isn't the case, brother? Have you sunk so low as to believe what our father did was right?"Thorntalon had been the one who wanted to stay, the one who idolized his father the most. But seeing this innocent cat, this powerful warrior, ridiculed in such ways made him change his mind rather arubtly.
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Post by rem<EMBER me on Jul 9, 2008 12:40:44 GMT -5
Fogstar glared at his brother, hoping he got the hint and would stop ridiculing Stormwing. When Jasperleaf came up close to Stormwing, the leader stepped forward, shouldering Jasperleaf away. "If you have something to say, say it for all of us to hear." He challenged. "You know, you are starting to act like dad, trying to manipulate cats in order to make yourself seem more powerful. How could you act like him? I thought you disliked him as much as I do? [/center][/blockquote]
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Post by Amber on Jul 9, 2008 16:32:25 GMT -5
Thorntalon nodded, stepping up to stand by Fogstar. His eyes were narrowed threateningly as he glared at Jasperleaf, growling. His claws unsheathed and sheathed again, continuing the process. Glancing at Stormwing, who hadn't adknowledged them defending the warrior, Throntalon scoffed under his breath. His gaze swept back to his sibling, their depths littered with scraps of fury. "Go on, brother," he spat, "Speak your mind."
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