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Post by blackmoon on Oct 31, 2009 17:56:10 GMT -6
Wickedkit padded around windclan territory. "this is were it happened isent it? Goodkit mewed.
Wickedkits pelt was softened, and the thorns that priced her heart softened. "Yea this is were my my mother left me for dead." She was so close to crying it hurt. "She wanted you to have a better life. She could have left you in rouge territory, and you would have been eaten that night, But she left you in windclan she kinda cared." Goodkit tried to comfort her friend.
"Trying dosent mean anything If she did care why didn't she come with me? Why dose everyone hate me because of that!" Wicked kit yowled loudly. "I don't hate you........." Goodkit meowed softly. She padded up to wickedkit. "starclan dosent hate you, and they can't even if they tried." Wickedkit got a feeling they were being watched.
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Post by crazytheodrada on Oct 31, 2009 19:37:59 GMT -6
Rosethorn rose from where she sat on a rise. She'd left her kits with the other queens for a couple hours, eager to stretch her legs - and maybe, she admitted to herself - try to find her mate and sister, comfort herself. She knew it wouldn't happen, knew that they were far away now and would never return to see her. Their lives were elsewhere. Yet she wanted closure, comfort. And now she stood, watching in surprise. Wasn't that the other two kits? The two pals. Lunging down the hill, she paused several tail-lengths away. Ears pricked, the queen wondered what they were talking about. "-doesn't hate you, and they... if they tried." The wind snatched away some words. She couldn't say a word, couldn't interrupt.
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Post by blackmoon on Oct 31, 2009 19:47:42 GMT -6
"I just wonder why I can't get along with the other cats."wickedkit mewed. "They just don't get us."mewed goodkit "They GET you everyone loves you." wicked kit meowed back. Goodkit saced her head down. It WAS true wickedkit had well her, but that wasent enough. "I don't WANT to be this cat I wanna be sweet, and loveing I just don't know......... how." "You are sweet. and loveing just not like other cats would like it to be." "They hate me I almost took that app nose off!" "You only made it bleed, and even if they said they might send you away dosn't mean they will."
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Post by crazytheodrada on Oct 31, 2009 20:29:15 GMT -6
Finally, Rosethorn coughed, stepping forward. "There's nothing wrong with either of you, and the Clan will learn to love you. However, may I ask what you're doing so far from camp?"
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Post by blackmoon on Oct 31, 2009 20:31:32 GMT -6
"No you can't ask us." wickedkit spat.
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Post by crazytheodrada on Oct 31, 2009 20:37:26 GMT -6
Rosethorn flattened her ears, frustrated. What was with this kit? Did she want to be rejected? "Good, because now you're coming back. It isn't safe for you to be out here."
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Post by blackmoon on Oct 31, 2009 20:51:32 GMT -6
"Make us leave." wickedkit said plainly. She was going to make sure that she came back to camp when she wanted to. "Oh starclan we are in for it now!" goodkit thought to her self. Wickedkit jumped up to a tree. "Go ahead make me." she smiled at the queen. She had no fear of her or any one for that matter.
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Post by crazytheodrada on Oct 31, 2009 21:27:25 GMT -6
Rosethorn didn't want fear - she wanted respect and she wanted the kit to survive in the Clan. "Okay. Stay up there. Stay up there as long as you want. Goodkit - go back to camp, please. I won't hurt Wickedkit, don't worry. Just go back." The queen sat at the bottom of the tree, her eyes on Wickedkit. The little cat would stay up there - when she tried to come down, eventually, Rosethorn would chase her right back up and make her stay there until the sun went down.
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Post by blackmoon on Oct 31, 2009 21:34:38 GMT -6
Goodkit obediently went back to camp. Wickedkit smiled tapping her tale on the branch. She sprinted down going in between the queens legs, and taking cover in a abandoned rabbit hole.
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Post by crazytheodrada on Oct 31, 2009 21:41:33 GMT -6
Rosethorn spat, stalking to the hole and digging the kit out. She grabbed it by the scruff, roughing it into the ground. Holding her there, she hissed around the cat's scruff, "Don't pretend I'm hurting you - I know you have a strong enough hold. Tell me - is this what you want to be treated like? Soon this is where you'll get yourself. If you want to be good, want to be trusted and liked and loved, then do so. Don't ignore us, especially when we're just trying to keep you safe. I'm leaving now. Come back for you own safety, but I won't force you to." Growling under her breath, Reosthorn stalked away, claws digging the ground with each furious step. She wanted her kits now. Her lovely three, who were neither extreme.
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Post by blackmoon on Oct 31, 2009 21:50:56 GMT -6
Wicked kitsat up. "Queens......." she mumbled to her self. It was a queen who made her like this way. once she knew she was alone she just cryed. she wept for what seemed to be hours on end. "m,m, mummy." she wept thew her tears. (OMG I seriously am crying for wickedkit in this post!) she couldn't bear to show weakness. She padded in to the nursery still red eyed, and sniffly. She laid down by goodkit. noticing a pair of eyes looking at her. It was her mom. "My dear kit what have you done." Wickedkit was still a little shocked. "m,m,mommy?" she said softly. The ghost cat padded up to her. She bumped her head softly on wicked kits head. Wickedkit embraced her mothers touch. Goodkit awoke suddenly suddenly frightened by the ghost cat "Ghost!!!" She shirked waking up the whole nursery, but the ghost stayed looking at all the queens. Remembering each for she had met them at on time or another during her life.
She herself was that queen that was dieing of green caugh. Her only kit almost caught it. She had to leave wickedkit. She wasent going to be the cause of a lost life. She stayed there in her ghostly self not wanting to make a fools of the kits. (Her name is fallenheart)
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Post by Rainy on Nov 1, 2009 11:31:44 GMT -6
Darksight, who had been on guard for the night, heard the kit's cry, and came running, bursting into the nursery. "What's wrong?" he growled. His sniffed the air, but couldn't pick up any unsual scents. Although something wierd made his fur bristle. "Goodkit? Wickedkit? What's going on? You probably woke up every cat in camp!"
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Post by blackmoon on Nov 1, 2009 11:55:08 GMT -6
Fallenheart turned to look at Darksight. "Just seeing how my kit is fairing after I died is all I suppose I frightened the other one." she exposed her cat body allowing the other cats to see her, and not just be an invisible voice.
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Post by Rainy on Nov 1, 2009 12:12:53 GMT -6
Darksight was scared. Okay, not scared, but thrown off balance, and shocked. He didn't recognize that voice. Who was Fallenheart? And he knew a flesh-and-blood cat was here, a new scent filled his nose. The air felt cold, and he scented frost and sky. "You're... you're from StarClan?" He lifted his chin, and his silver eyes flashed. "Now how am I gonna explain that to Briarstar?"
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Post by blackmoon on Nov 1, 2009 12:29:12 GMT -6
Fallenheart nodded. "Indeed I am from StarClan, and a marvels place it is." The ghost cat just stayed there as if she was still alive. "You may go fetch this brierstar cat. I wouldent want to make fools of you all. Well ? Go on Go get your leader."
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