No One Mourns the Wicked

[Twilight]

[atrb=border,0,true][cs=7][bg=ffff00] Kitten: Flamepaw Involved: Prey, a rouge cat, and whoever else wants to come. XD Music: No One Mourns the Wicked from Wicked: A New Musical Notes: She has mood swings... Her calico pelt had raced out of camp in a controlled manor, and she had forced herself away from Ashenanarchy's scent. She wanted to track him down and engage him in battle! She wanted to rip his ears off, tear his chest open, and claw out his traitorous heart. He had betrayed the clan in one of the worst ways possible, and she wanted vengeance for her clan and little Nightkit who never stood a chance with Ashenanarchy doing what he was. She may seem biased at the moment, but she really didn't care. She dug her claws into the ground after she was away from camp. How could he? The entire clan trusted him with their lives, and he betrayed their trust. And poor Shadestar!! The funny thing was, she wasn't mad at Morningcloud. She hardly knew the slutty she-cat, and she felt no pity when she was banished to the FireClan harem. Though she didn't know Morningcloud, she felt she deserved her fate for betraying Shadestar and her clan by covering her relationship with Ashenanarchy up by leading Shadetsra to believe she loved him. What fools the slut and medicine cat were! Did they think no one would ever find out? And now little Nightkit was dead because of their scandal, and it burned hatred to Flamepaw's very core. She calmed herself enough to open her dark green eyes and open up her senses to the pine forest around her, listening, sventing, and watching. Prey was here somewhere. She quickly smelled a mouse to her right, and she turned softly and slwoly to face it. The good news was there was no wind. She saw the little brown mouse scurrying through the fallen pine needles. She dropped down in a concentrated crouch, and crept forward slowly. Her auds pricked forward, her tail straight out behind her, she slowly went forward. When she was close enough, she pounced on the mouse, and ended it's life quickly with the snap of it's neck. She thanked StarClan for it's life and went on. She buried her prey before leaving the area and wandered around, burning og the hatred and anger and the need for vengeance. She turned towards the Greenleaf Twolegplace and stopped. The twolegs had eft and their scent was gone, but there was another scent. It wasn't and of the clans, or FireClan for that matter. She kept her senses fully alert, and followed the scent. She soon spotted a short haired orange tabby cat washing itself in the little sunlight that penetrated the pines of the forest. She propelled herself forward, crying out her own battle cry: "You invade our land, and take our prey! Blood, claw, and flight! Get out now!" The orange tabby didn't know what had come upon him. It turned and faced the ferocious apprentice with surprise on his face. Flamepaw landed on him, clawing at him. The tabby's shock soon ebbed away, and it started fighting back. The tabby put up quite a fight, until it couldn't take anymore. After battling it for quite some time, it fell to the ground, pleading for mercy from the apprentice. Flamepaw knew he was about to die, so she told it: "Get off of our land, rogue. You do not belong here. You chose to fight me instead of taking flight. That cost you dearly, and you might just die soon, so I recomend you go." The tabby stared speechless at her, then took the serious look in her green eyes seriously. He got up and stumbled off. The sun had already set, and she needed to get back to camp. She retraced her steps and retrieved her mouse. She went back into camp, the kill in her jaws.

[Quick Fox]

the Cat// Pinestep the L/o/v/i/n/g
the Noted// Crushcrushcrushcrushcrush edit by silky: Ashenanarchy is Pinestep's brother :>
the Number// 268

Pinestep was mad at Ashenanarchy, mad that he would betray Shadowclan, the warrior code, and Shadestar. Mad that Morningcloud was in on it too. He didn't want to kill Ashenanarchy, no. He was still his brother. He didn't know what he did want to do though, maybe scar him for life, or make him a cripple. He wanted Ashenanarchy to live the rest of his life knowing what a foolish little idiot he was for betraying everybody, and ruining them.

Poor Shadestar, poor Crowpaw. What and idiot that cat was for trying to give Crowpaw the name of Crowdusk. Had he meant to seal his fate as an enemy of Shadowclan? Pinestep shook his head, and saw Flamepaw come into camp, a limp mouse dangling from her jaws and her pelt bloody.

At that moment, he knew not what happened. He looked at her, his heart soaring, and he wanted to protect her. It wasn't like he could protect her from anything anyways, but he wanted to. He racede over to her, looking in her modest, deep green eyes. She was beautiful, even in blood. How had he not noticed this before.

"Are y-you okay?" He stuttered, looking at her. His eyes softened, and he looked at her scratches. "Do you need s-some help? I mean, do you need Cr-crowpaw?" She looked at him, confused, and he sensed that he was making a mockery of himself. He took a deep breath in, trying to figure out what he was doing and why. Trying to figure out if he was in love.

[Twilight]

Oct 7, 2009 16:25:54 GMT -5 Twilight said:

[atrb=border,0,true][cs=7][bg=ffff00] Kitten: Flamepaw Involved: Pinestep Music: No Good Deed from Wicked: A New Musical Notes: She has mood swings... When Pinestep came over, she dropped her mouse to her paws. She bowed her head formally, then he started to talk. His mutterings confused her, but she made them out. A light fluttering started in her heart. It wasn't hate or anger. This was a feeling she had never really experienced before. She wanted to hate him. He was Ashenanarchy's brother, but she just couldn't bring herself to do it. She answered his question softly, her dark green eyes softening into pools of liquid green. "No, I don't, but, thank you...Pinestep. I just had a little run in with a rogue, and here I am now." she replied simply, trying to keep from stuttering the way Pinestep had.