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Post by leopardfire on Jul 30, 2016 14:34:08 GMT -5
(Okay then...I guess not yet.) Fang was trying to find her way out the forest, but it seemed that all the possible ways out were nothing but an illusion. There must be a way out of this forest somehow! She thought.
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Post by ᴍɪsᴛғᴀʟʟ » on Jul 30, 2016 14:39:43 GMT -5
[ She has now c: Do remember it takes me a while to reply, mostly now because I am at work, but also because I write a great deal in one post! ]
Coldstar ►
For a moment, the queen turned her cranium to merely watch her apprentice as they traveled along the pine-padded earth. True, such a creature was young and naive, not yet with the experience her mentor or many of her clanmates possessed. However, a simple study of the apprentice made the leader figure that the soot-furred cat had some potential. Good, it would make Coldstar's job easier. The leader's pace began to slow, until it came to a pause, on foreleg still raised as her whipcord tail went rigid, expression tightening. Her visage blew wide and those blue-green optics took on a predatory glisten, smoldering flames in the dark expression that was oh so calm. Crouching slightly, her voice came to Mintpaw's ears alone,
" Well, we have a different sort of prey ahead of us. "
Such a matured, experienced feline had little trouble positioning herself behind the shuffling figure, foreign to their lands and the clan itself. A simple two-step and the pitch fiend launched herself from her spot, stocky, heavy paws outstretched and tipped with the glint of claws. The expression was utterly calm and no noise escaped her lips even as there was a soft baring of teeth, the brief flattening of tattered ears. Others were not welcome in these lands, but perhaps once Coldstar had the bright-furred creature under her muscles, then an arrangement could be made.
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Post by leopardfire on Jul 30, 2016 14:44:15 GMT -5
Fang sniffed the air and sensed that she was being watched. It seems that I'm being watched...Will they be evil or kind? She spotted a pair of eyes in the distance. It was now confirmed.
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Post by leopardfire on Jul 30, 2016 14:54:34 GMT -5
Fang looked up and saw that now the pair of eyes was now two pairs. "I know you're out there in the shadows, watching me." Fang said to the cats hiding in the shadows.
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Post by ᴍɪsᴛғᴀʟʟ » on Jul 30, 2016 14:57:26 GMT -5
Coldstar ►
The feel of pelage and flesh beneath her claws seemed to please the queen, a subduing hold taken on the foreign intruder as the large molly crashed into them with a strength. Sinew flexing, the striped pelage shivered with an excited breath, expression so painfully calm even as her blue-green optics smoldering and popped rhythmically like fireworks. A punishing grip was put on the creature, refusing to allow the cat to leave her grasp. Her voice was silken and edged with her usual rasp, eyes unblinking and staring as her whipcord tail signaled Mintpaw forward. The soot apprentice would do well to learn how to deal with outsiders from such a display,
" Are you lost? "
It was no question, the commandment in her voice evident with that. A tilt of head this way and that, studying her prey like that of a cobra snake with its patterned hood hissing beneath its reptilian length. Such a snake's dangerous teasing in the lilting voice that came from her maw, staring hard down at the rogue,
" Who are you and what are you doing here? "
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Post by leopardfire on Jul 30, 2016 15:01:22 GMT -5
"My name is Fang. My mother named me that because she knew that one day I would be a great warrior. I am just about to be leaving so if you could let me go..." She stopped, for she already knew that this cat didn't plan on releasing her.
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Post by Moonstar of ValleyClan on Jul 30, 2016 18:36:18 GMT -5
Coldeh! *tackle hugs* I've missed you!)
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Post by ᴍɪsᴛғᴀʟʟ » on Jul 30, 2016 18:43:41 GMT -5
[ Hello dear! ]
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Post by Moonstar of ValleyClan on Jul 30, 2016 18:45:40 GMT -5
Hi cx How have you been?)
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Post by ᴍɪsᴛғᴀʟʟ » on Jul 30, 2016 18:51:22 GMT -5
[ Tired, but not bad! You? ]
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Post by Moonstar of ValleyClan on Jul 30, 2016 18:57:00 GMT -5
Busy as heck, but good! I'm glad that we're getting this place up and running again.)
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Post by ᴍɪsᴛғᴀʟʟ » on Jul 30, 2016 19:27:56 GMT -5
Busy as heck, but good! I'm glad that we're getting this place up and running again.) [ Yep, trying to! But i'm glad you're good <3 ]
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Post by Moonstar of ValleyClan on Jul 30, 2016 20:04:39 GMT -5
Thanks <3 I've missed you. I'm glad everything's good with you, too.)
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Post by ᴍɪsᴛғᴀʟʟ » on Jul 30, 2016 20:28:27 GMT -5
[ I missed you too, dear <3 ]
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Post by Moonstar of ValleyClan on Jul 30, 2016 21:20:40 GMT -5
Do you want to rp? I'm stuck in a hotel room in the middle of Missouri right now with nothing to do /: )
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Post by leopardfire on Jul 31, 2016 2:45:00 GMT -5
(We were rping with our characters.)
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Post by ᴍɪsᴛғᴀʟʟ » on Jul 31, 2016 6:14:59 GMT -5
[ @ moon, I fell asleep- I'm on EST so Missouri has a little different time than me. I'm up for roleplay, but Coldstar is taken at the moment!
@ leopard, My apologies, I was distracted by time and couldn't find a reply in my mind ]
Coldstar ►
The punishing claws at the rogue's throat did not loosen even as an unsheathed knife tapped at their jugular. Sapphire optics scintillated like jewels in the dark visage, watching with such a strong intensity the prey she held beneath the weight of the leader's muscles. Whipcord tail signaled once more to Mintpaw, although such a gaze never left the rogue's face. Fang? Typical name. A tilt of cranium to the side, studying the creature intently, before her voice sounded again in all her command,
" This forest destroys those not of our clan. What are you doing here? "
Coldstar didn't question that if she did indeed let this Fang leave, they would be ripped apart by the illusions in the forest that could turn too-real, as experience stated. Sinew fluttered beneath the ebony rosewood pelage, muscles rippling along her figure as she held the rogue to the floor, predatory interest in perhaps the reply they would offer.
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Post by Moonstar of ValleyClan on Jul 31, 2016 6:31:27 GMT -5
Okay, want to do Storm and Fogged or maybe Fogged and Peach? Have some sisterly bonding time?)
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Post by leopardfire on Jul 31, 2016 6:37:59 GMT -5
[ @ moon, I fell asleep- I'm on EST so Missouri has a little different time than me. I'm up for roleplay, but Coldstar is taken at the moment!
@ leopard, My apologies, I was distracted by time and couldn't find a reply in my mind ]
Coldstar ►
The punishing claws at the rogue's throat did not loosen even as an unsheathed knife tapped at their jugular. Sapphire optics scintillated like jewels in the dark visage, watching with such a strong intensity the prey she held beneath the weight of the leader's muscles. Whipcord tail signaled once more to Mintpaw, although such a gaze never left the rogue's face. Fang? Typical name. A tilt of cranium to the side, studying the creature intently, before her voice sounded again in all her command,
" This forest destroys those not of our clan. What are you doing here? "
Coldstar didn't question that if she did indeed let this Fang leave, they would be ripped apart by the illusions in the forest that could turn too-real, as experience stated. Sinew fluttered beneath the ebony rosewood pelage, muscles rippling along her figure as she held the rogue to the floor, predatory interest in perhaps the reply they would offer. (I'm on EST in New York. And that's okay that you didn't reply right away. Writer's block happens sometimes.)
Fang tried to speak with confidence. "I'm just a bit lost. But I'm sure I will find my way out of here on my own. But first, you'd have to let me go..."
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Post by Moonstar of ValleyClan on Jul 31, 2016 6:48:18 GMT -5
Leapord, you're from New York??)
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Post by leopardfire on Jul 31, 2016 6:52:36 GMT -5
(Well the state of New York, not NYC.)
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Post by ᴍɪsᴛғᴀʟʟ » on Jul 31, 2016 7:00:22 GMT -5
[ @ moon, I'm open for whichever you wish! Has Storm lost his memory yet? I don't remember if we ever got to that yet. ]
Coldstar ►
And the leader didn't shift her position, staring rivulets down into the rogue's optics from her height. Intelligent mulls pulsated behind the sapphire intensity, lending a verdict to the fate this rogue would have. Knives tightened momentarily around their neck, before they were removed from the throat and placed at the ground on either side of their cranium. Optics gently smoldered away their intensity and returned to their usual frigid warmth, leaning back as her muscle and sinew still towered over the rogue. Voice a rasp, commanding and without question,
" You have two choices: join, or die. What shall it be? "
Coldstar kept her leverage of her weight over the rogue, preventing them from escaping without serious trouble and injury. The tip of her whipcord tail twitched, one would think in agitation, but her expression was ever so calm and her flanks pulsed with rhythmic breaths, not a hair out of place.
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Post by leopardfire on Jul 31, 2016 7:10:56 GMT -5
Fang thought for a moment. There must be a way out of here...without dying, that is. An idea suddenly hit her. That's it. "How about this. You can let me go and walk a few pawsteps away where I can see you. If I walk toward you, then that means I'll join. But if I walk away...then you may attack me." What am I doing? I'm going to probably run away once they let me go...
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Post by Moonstar of ValleyClan on Jul 31, 2016 7:11:47 GMT -5
I think we got close to it. Maybe when Iceh gets on we can start that. *chucks Peach* I miss this sullen little brat.
I am, too xD What part, upstate or western?)
The she-cat woke to silence, her eyes taking in the rock walls and the moss of others' nests across from hers. With a sigh, the warrior rose to her paws and stretched, reaching each hind leg back as far as they would go. A frown settled on her face, falling into its familiar place. She groomed her pelt quickly, shaking scraps of moss from her fluffy tail before siipping out of the den into the open.
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Post by leopardfire on Jul 31, 2016 7:15:01 GMT -5
(Are you talking about where in NY I am? If so, I know that it's in the capital region[As in Schenectady, Albany, Troy]. Not sure if it's upstate or western though.)
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Post by Moonstar of ValleyClan on Jul 31, 2016 7:24:26 GMT -5
I'm about 4 hours from that area, and I'm not sure what part that is. Not Western, but I'm not sure if you could call it upstate, either. I'm in the western part, near Canada.)
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Post by ᴍɪsᴛғᴀʟʟ » on Jul 31, 2016 7:24:41 GMT -5
[ You're all a few hours closer to Canada than I am u///u ]
Coldstar ►
For a moment, the leader simply stared down at her prey, an intense study that lasted only briefly. Then, an edged grin spread against the dark maw, bestowing sharp ivories to the air. The bearing weight of the queen was lifted and left, a trailing laughter following as the molly settled herself only a few paces away. Her position was that so either she or Mintpaw- young and small as she was- could catch the creature if they attempted escape. Sadistic amusement lit in the sapphire optics from where Coldstar was, watching quietly,
" You have five seconds. Flee, and I will kill you. "
There was no question the muscles that slid beneath the velvet skin were not just for show, even if she was pregnant. Her whipcord tail arched forward, the tip stiff, before twitch only. Her voice sounded, as calm and smooth as the edge of a sword,
" One. "
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Foggedgaze ►
The soot-stained molly had awoken long ago, the rustling of her shadows claiming the peace in her mind until she addressed them. Rather than return to slumber, the creature chose to stay awake and steady her milky gaze on those about. Freeform clouds danced in the reflective surface, shifting as the optics turned, rosette shells fluttered at the sounds of yet another cat waking. The stare remained on this particular cat- her sister, one who's relationship with her family had been deteriorating. A shift of muscle and sinew beneath black pelage, Foggedgaze's voice rang softly into the air,
" Good morning. "
Would she respond? Perhaps that was what the tabbied molly was testing.
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Post by leopardfire on Jul 31, 2016 7:31:14 GMT -5
(Is Coldstar going to do one number at a time?) Fang quickly stood up and was trying to make a decision. Should I join them? If I do, then I'll live. But if I don't... She looked at the two cats, remembering her words. But I can't run. Not now. They'll chase me to my death if I even try...
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Post by Moonstar of ValleyClan on Jul 31, 2016 7:35:54 GMT -5
I'm only 45 minutes from Canada xD)
Peachblossom's frown deepened as she lifted her troubled blue gaze to her sister's face. Her ears flattened slightly, and she glanced over her shoulder at the camp entrance. Her tail twitched uneasily, and then, she settled beside Foggedgaze. Her muscles were tight, as if preparing to flee, but she nodded curtly and remained put. "Good morning." Her voice was quiet, and it sounded strained, as if she was struggling to keep her response short.
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