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Post by lakeripple on Nov 11, 2008 14:24:20 GMT -8
Flashpaw stared at his paws in despair. Worst day ever. When was he going to get to go home? He looked up quietly, and looked around. His eyes focused on the place where she had been last. "Dreampaw?" he hissed, staring with hopeful, anxiety filled eyes.
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Post by ~*Pikeru on Nov 11, 2008 15:34:25 GMT -8
Foxcloud formed from the shadows behind the young Flashpaw. Her sharp yellow eyes resting on the captive apprentice, pleasure of her captured prize pulsing. "Now, little one. What seems to trouble you?"
OOC: What are you planning for poor Flashpaw, Foxcloud?! D=
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Post by lakeripple on Nov 11, 2008 15:43:00 GMT -8
Flashpaw jerked his head down in silent anger, fuming. "I know what you are planning Foxcloud, and you won't get away with it. I don't care if you kill me, as long as Forestfur, Treestar, and Sunset are all safe." He left out Dreampaw, and was feeling pleased with himself, when he drew in a sharp breath. He had mentioned Sunset!
OOC: Time to speed up the plot, since we missed the last gathering...
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Post by ~*Pikeru on Nov 11, 2008 15:49:58 GMT -8
Foxcloud couldn't help but cast her head back and cackle briefly at this. As she paced around Flashpaw, her hind leg 'accidentally' knocked the apprentice forcefully to his side. Instantly, she stood over him. Jaws twisted back to a grin. Words a harsh and low hiss into the young tom's ear. "Flashpaw, you have much to learn yet. Sunset AND her kits will not be in my way for long. With Burningstar agents Treestar, sooner or later they will tear eachother to pieces!" After her words, she stepped off of him, allowing the apprentice to gather himself back to his paws if Flashpaw wished. Though she could only dream of him staying that way forever and dieing. The annoying apprentice was only a waste of life.
OOC: Foxcloud be mean! *sob*
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Post by lakeripple on Nov 11, 2008 15:55:17 GMT -8
Flashpaw's eyes were open in terror. She knew about Sunset! How could she? "You are no match for the High Hills Band! Half of your Clan is against you!" His eyes opened wider. He was an idiot.
OOC: Poor, poor Flashpaw. Giving up information without intending too.
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Post by ~*Pikeru on Nov 11, 2008 15:59:10 GMT -8
More blurting of information. Foxcloud shook her head slowly in shame at Flashpaw. "Not only is your mouth bigger then your mind, but you have yet to learn the half if it! I don't NEED all of my clan to agree with me. Burningstar follows, and the others follow him. Not only that, but Waterclan. They may follow by fear, but that is possibly the smartest choice they have come up with. That Lakeripple is so easy to break." Her claws quickly raked into the soft earth at this.
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Post by lakeripple on Nov 11, 2008 16:01:07 GMT -8
Flashpaw shuddered. Lakeripple was a nice cat, and Sunset's mate's sister. "You are a RAT!"
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Post by ~*Pikeru on Nov 11, 2008 16:07:49 GMT -8
In a sudden flash of rage, Foxcloud whipped out her paw. Anger flashed in her yellow eyes as she aimed to smack the side of Flashpaw's head. The same head that she often dreamed of breaking at often occasions. This sudden action wasn't caused by the insult, for normally she would have just grinned and not have cared. It is safe to assume those words simply gave her and excuse to do something she always wanted to do.
OOC: Foxcloud is being abusive... o.o"
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Post by lakeripple on Nov 11, 2008 16:13:49 GMT -8
Flashpaw rolled out of the way. "You use other cats to get what you want, and hurt those who try to do as you say so that those they love don't get hurt. You've caught the whole of WaterClan and FireClan in your web! You are aiming for all the Clans! And you want to hurt my aunt!" Flashpaw abruptly stopped. NO!
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Post by ~*Pikeru on Nov 11, 2008 16:32:47 GMT -8
All rage faded at the word "aunt". Her lost grin returned, as her unsheathing claws hid themselves once more. Foxcloud's low laughter slowly made its self higher, shoulders shaking with it as it rose. Soon, the low chuckle became a roar of twisted humor. It was a wonder no cat seemed to hear this. Fox red tail twisted and curved playfully as the laugh was cut short. With laughter still woven in her words, the she-cat spoke. Darkness greater then ever in their sharp yellow depths. "Flashpaw, Flashpaw, Flashpaw. When will you learn to hold your words?" slowly, the she-cat began to step closer, silent chuckles still shaking threw her body. Her next words were filled with just as much laughter, but serious. "Maybe. . . when I slit your tongue . . . hm?" Death came like waves off the deputy as the empty clearing seemed doom bringing. Claws unsheathing, each step to Flashpaw was like a new horror.
The silent cries of Foxcloud's past victoms yowling for Flashpaw to move was expected. She knew that was what they did.
OOC: FLASHPAW RUN!!! D=
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Post by lakeripple on Nov 11, 2008 19:12:37 GMT -8
Flashpaw took one look at this sight of horror, and RAN. He ran for his life. She may be fierce and evil, but he was fast and strong, and almost a warrior. He may be a freaking idiot, but his mother and father had taught him well. And he would run forever if he had too.
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Post by ~*Snowstep on Nov 12, 2008 21:55:08 GMT -8
OOC: oh wow this is a cool RP =D RUUUN FLASHPAW! *munches anxiously on popcorn while reading*
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Post by ~*Pikeru on Nov 14, 2008 10:36:55 GMT -8
It seemed like a true fox was pelting after the apprentice, hungering to feel the tom's neck snapping in her jaws. She was blinded, only seeing the apprentice racing a few paces before her. The underbrush and trees around her only a dark red blur, whizzing past the Fireclan deputy. Foxcloud's sharpened claws digging into the earth with each stride, only allowed her to go faster. An old trick she had learned from tails of the larger cats that once lived here. The "cheetah" would use this to catchup to her prey all the time. Foxcloud had used this trick sense her apprentice days.
Though, despite all of this, one couldn't help but wonder why the clearing had been so empty. Not even an apprentice to watch in horror at their deputy's actions. Only the elders, dozy lazily in the warm sun of their soft nests remained. Though, to them, this was only another game. The apprentices would always play like this in camp, thus they dismissed the noise as nothing. Their eyelids closing once more to dream of the tough warrior times.
You could blame Foxcloud for all this.
Not even the medicine cat was in. The deputy telling her of a fresh place of wild herbs, growing in safety under a fallen half-tree trunk. Its leaves free from frostbite. What medicine cat could pass up the chance? Despite that, so many patrols were skillfully planned to occupy the warriors. The others were simply ordered to train their apprentices. Even Burningstar, who she had suggested to joining a patrol, was missing. Nothing could stop her from chasing Flashpaw. Does this mean Foxcloud had planned to slit Flashpaw's throat? Indeed. . . it does. Who would carefully plan all this, just to talk? Dark intentions were always in those sharp yellow depths of eyes.
OOC: You have to admit, RPing evil Foxxy here is fun! ^^ Though I can't say having to chase down Treestar's grandson is... D=
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Post by lakeripple on Nov 15, 2008 10:49:18 GMT -8
Flashpaw narrowed his blue eyes, his ginger-and-white fur bristled. His claws dug into the ground, and he stopped. His eyes flashed bright, his tail swished and flicked angrily. He was the lightning that flashed, making thunder safe. He was the end of a dream, that flash of light, that startled wake, and that calling of an angry owl when its prey realized its danger and ran.
He was horror.
His eyes bulged angrily and he looked around. There was no one. Foxcloud had planned this encounter well. He couldn't defeat her, but he was faster, no matter her tricks. He could outrun the fox.
"Dreampaw, run!" His memory shrieked. His eyes shone with tears. She had run, but once out of sight of the bloodthirsty deputy, she had come here to rescue him. She was somewhere out there, hiding now, but she was there. She must leave. And he would die to give her time to do so.
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Post by ~*Pikeru on Nov 20, 2008 15:51:24 GMT -8
The deputy burst from the underbrush behind Flashpaw. Her eyes blank and shrouded in murderous darkness. Fangs bared, claws out, she first went for the shoulder. Legs ready to dodge if the apprentice moved as she expected.
OOC: ugh...short post is short... D=
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Post by lakeripple on Nov 20, 2008 16:51:42 GMT -8
Flashpaw leaped out of the way at the last second and flipped around. "That was a cowardly move. Sneaking up behind someone! Pah!"
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Post by ~*Pikeru on Nov 22, 2008 20:28:47 GMT -8
Foxcloud gave a dark chuckle, whipping around and slowly pacing around Flashpaw. "Oh, you have yet to see how low I'll...GO!" Her paw whipped out, smacking snow and dirt at Flashpaw's eyes. Quickly she charged at his side.
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Post by lakeripple on Nov 22, 2008 20:32:03 GMT -8
Flashpaw closed his eyes quickly. He lunged out of the way, and blinked open his eyes. "I'm done. I'll stay, I'll be quiet. Just leave me alone," he hissed.
OOC: I intend to have him stay to see the kits come... Poor Mint and Jet.
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Post by ~*Pikeru on Nov 22, 2008 21:01:51 GMT -8
OOC: then you mind if I do something? *opens cage and brown-red blurr shoots out*
IC: Foxcloud hissed trumphantly, knowing that Flashpaw was taught well enough to dodge. She turned using a small patch of ice, slipping slightly to give her extra momentem. Her teeth clasped over his scruff, pulling the tom off his feet before he could react quick enough on the ice she had secretly forced him onto. It was all a plan. It always had been . . .
A dark red-brown blurr, with midnight black stripes blended together. It flashed before the deputy. Quickly, Flashpaw was knocked away, captured in new jaws, and being wisked into the distance. Foxcloud herself watched on in pure hatred, watching as one of her own saved Flashpaw from her wrath.
"Shadowfire. . . "
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Post by lakeripple on Nov 22, 2008 21:04:02 GMT -8
Flashpaw looked up, relived. "Shadowfire?" he whispered, surprise coating his words.
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