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Old June 11th, 2017, 11:40 PM
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Originally Posted by Aztec Ruins View Post

Fruitless because Onyx often hid. Tonight was the first time he ever set paw in the camp of the Dark Forest and he wasn't too excited. What if he saw Bleddyn? Out of everyone he knew here Bleddyn was that one anyone could say he feared. He took a few steps in, and stepped back before laying in the shadows. Then the sounds of running filled his ears and he lifted his head in time to see the polar blue orbs of his lover. He scoffed, almost ready to burst into tears of the thought that the white oriental might have died and was sent here. But he noticed that no cloud followed him. Breathimg a breath of releif he managed his voice and called out, hoping the tom would hear; "Wait!" that was all he could blurt out. "Wait, stop!" he called, and stood. His ebony pelt blended nicely, even better now with a scarless, flawless pelt. His bloodstained teeth now pearl white. His one corse fur more soft now. And his icy orbs stared deep into the polar ones of the one before. And as soft as the moment when that tom found his body, Onyx whispered; "Ajax..."

Ajax bit his lip. It was useless. The stupid clan cat religion junk proved no use to him. None. Onyx was dead and that was it. Dead and gone like ashes in the breeze. What use was it to run around with a bunch of dead cats who accidentally killed or whatever? They were weak and had nothing against him. Not compared to the evil within him. Or the regret that stung his insides every day. He hung his head low. He wanted to wake up. He wanted to go home. He wanted to go cry over the stupid pile of dirt that crushed onyx beneath it. He wanted- just than without any reason he ran. He ran at a Darkfotest cat. He wanted to kill. Frogsnarl's death offered comfort. Perhaps killing an already dead cat would survive his rage and regret. Just as his eyes fixated on his prey a voice called out to him. He flicked his ear in annoyance. Wishing it away like it was a mere fly. Only to hear it again. He spun on his paws, his neck jerking violently his eyes burning blue fire. When an ice cold chill stopped him dead. He swallowed hard. "Onyx..."
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