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Post by Burning Falcon on Jan 6, 2007 23:16:21 GMT -5
Tigerstripe sat in the alcove of the abandoned Leader's Den, the very stale scents of ShadeClan cats from moons ago being inhaled in her nose. Her half-eaten squirrel lay at her forepaws and her ears flicked in thought. Tigerstar... I like the sound of that. Powerful and fearful, yet magnificent. Seems very strong, a very... clever name... Too bad I must wait until Wolfstar to end her nine lives to get my name. But it is something worth waiting for. She then remembered her ambitious father and how he killed the past leader since he was deputy and next in line to be leader. Would she do something like that? She could not honestly answer her own question...
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Post by .Sketch; on Jan 6, 2007 23:41:27 GMT -5
Atroxfire stalked quietly through the undergrowth, the moons glare licking along his back, lighting up his muscles black and white form. His acid green eyes flickered in the darkness, swarming with pale fire. Wolfstar always scolded him for doing the right things. What was he supposed to so, showed her bratty little Apprentice in hearts and stars after he threatened to kill any one who didn't love him. Grunting roughly he stalked into the old Leaders Den, this only to find it already occupied. "Hello.. Tigerstripes" he meowed rather ruffly, his stong chilling voice echoing around the den.
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Post by Burning Falcon on Jan 6, 2007 23:45:27 GMT -5
"Oh, hello, Atroxfire," she said. In many ways, the two were alike. Both felt spite for Shadowpaw. Tigerstripe hated the apprentice to the core, the way he sucked up to Wolfstar and how he challenged her every moment he recieved. What was the point if she could just beat the living daylights out of him? "What did you think... of my father, Shadowheart?" (see about Shadowheart on his bio in the Accepted Rogues)
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Post by .Sketch; on Jan 6, 2007 23:52:49 GMT -5
Atroxfire found himself smiling, he had been an Apprentice with Shadowheart back in the old days. The two for them had been quite a pair, he had always admired the tom for his courage to do what he did. He could hardly say that to Tigerstripes now could he, after a moment he decided to anyways. The she-cat deserved to know the truth sooner or later. He sighed and sat down beside her; "I admired your Father Tigerstripes, he was a courageous tom.. I used to be an Apprentice with him you know" he murmured.
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Post by Burning Falcon on Jan 6, 2007 23:54:44 GMT -5
"Really?" Tigerstripe asked eagerly. "I've always been taught that he was evil... a-and wrong!" Suddenly, her eyes burned with something... they burned with the ferocity of her father. "They were wrong!"
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Post by .Sketch; on Jan 6, 2007 23:58:45 GMT -5
"Evil.." the word roled luxuriously off his tongue as he lowered his muzzle to her ear. "Not by my views he wasn't" he continued, purring the reassuring words into her ear. Maybe if he could just get her too twist the right way for him, she could maybe help him with his question to gain a bit more control in ShadeClan.. if he killed Wolfstar, she could become Leader and she could make him Deputy. The thoughts trailed slowly off and he sat beside her, gazing out into the cave. "Oh yes, they lied Tigerstripe.." he meowed softly. [/center]
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Post by Burning Falcon on Jan 7, 2007 0:01:22 GMT -5
Her eyes widened. "Why would they lie, though? Wouldn't StarClan be angry if they said my father was a dishonorable cat?"
Crouching in the bushes, a rogue cat sat. He resembled his daughter in many ways and his pale emerald eyes were unreadable. This was Shadowheart, outcasted tom of ShadeClan, the murderer of the leader before the great Wolfstar.
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Post by Running Wolf on Jan 7, 2007 0:04:07 GMT -5
Wolfstar walked up to Tigerstrippes and flicked her ears indicating that she wants to speak to her.
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Post by Burning Falcon on Jan 7, 2007 0:05:31 GMT -5
(Awwww.... but Atroxfire is plotting evil! xD Just kidding.)
Tigerstripe (its singular, not plural!) looked to her leader. "Yes, Wolfstar?" she asked, standing up.
Shadowheart's ears went back and he backed up a few paces. Wolfstar was defiantly a threat...
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Post by .Sketch; on Jan 7, 2007 0:07:45 GMT -5
Atroxfire sunk abck into teh shadows, his dark eyes large and glittering untill he felt something touch his back. He stiffed and turned round quietly only to lock eyes with those of a tom's he's once knew. His mouth fell open in a silent gasp, the word 'Shadowheart' never managed to slide over his lips. He nodded softly to him before stalking up behind Wolfstar, not wanting to endanger his old friends life in case Wolfstar detected him close. [/center]
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Post by Burning Falcon on Jan 7, 2007 0:08:53 GMT -5
Shadowheart nodded at Atroxfire and quickly slipped out of the Old Camp. If the leader was to spot him, all she would see was his tail vanishing in the trees.
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Post by Running Wolf on Jan 7, 2007 0:12:37 GMT -5
"I need to talk to you in my den." Wolfstar meowed and walked to her den. ((is something, cant think of a subject))
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Post by Burning Falcon on Jan 7, 2007 0:13:53 GMT -5
"Fine..." Tigerstripe hissed sourly. She wanted to hear Atroxfire talk about her dad...
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Post by .Sketch; on Jan 7, 2007 0:15:00 GMT -5
Atroxfire watched them closely, flicking his ears wondering what Wolfstar was going to do. [/center]
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Post by Burning Falcon on Jan 7, 2007 9:07:28 GMT -5
Tigerstripe came back the next morning, her ears flicking intently. "Atroxfire?" she yowled. "Are you still here?"
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