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doghouse June 1st, 2017 09:26 PM

Re: Dusk Syndicate Territory
 
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Originally Posted by NightWarrior4Life (Post 273586)
Fleck jumped back a little with surprise and there was a hint of fear in his eyes. He narrowed the yellow orbs suspiciously. "What do you know about-" he began but stopped abruptly does she know I'm a former kittypet? How?! but despite her sensing fear in him, he sensed fear in her, too., but he didn't want to say anything just yet. "I'll have you know, youngling that I am a 40 moon old fighter, soon to be guard and maybe even co-commander...I've been here since I was 12 moons...so that's 28 moons I've been here and that's more than 3 times the amount of time you've been here! I happen to be very known around here...one of the best Halite says... So don't get in my way, alright?" he hissed.

Phantom tilted her head, knowing that she had a small paw hold against him. Clearly, there was something that Fleck was hiding. She wasn't a nosy cat though, and she had no reason to pursue the subject. “I can't guarantee that I won't, but maybe I'll stay out of your way.” Phantom shrugged indifferently. On the outside, Phantom was a cold and calm cat unless insulted, but on the inside, she was full of turmoil. She would never forget the look on Shinepaw's face just before Phantom had been exiled. She glanced around and muttered something under her breath that was "stupid bee-brain" but even she couldn't understand her words. “Pretty soon you'll be an elder and have to go on an impossible mission that will get you killed.” she said, a cruel grin touching her maw. This was only the outside Phantom, on the inside she was a broken cat with no real reason to hold her head high.

NightWarrior4Life June 2nd, 2017 01:58 AM

Re: Dusk Syndicate Territory
 
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Originally Posted by Skelly (Post 274226)
Phantom tilted her head, knowing that she had a small paw hold against him. Clearly, there was something that Fleck was hiding. She wasn't a nosy cat though, and she had no reason to pursue the subject. “I can't guarantee that I won't, but maybe I'll stay out of your way.” Phantom shrugged indifferently. On the outside, Phantom was a cold and calm cat unless insulted, but on the inside, she was full of turmoil. She would never forget the look on Shinepaw's face just before Phantom had been exiled. She glanced around and muttered something under her breath that was "stupid bee-brain" but even she couldn't understand her words. “Pretty soon you'll be an elder and have to go on an impossible mission that will get you killed.” she said, a cruel grin touching her maw. This was only the outside Phantom, on the inside she was a broken cat with no real reason to hold her head high.

He decided to take action. "Listen, one of your insults was very interesting to me...you called me a kit? I think...you killed one to get here..." there wasn't anything wrong with doing that but it was just the fact that she seemed afraid of what she had done...the perfect opportunity to use it against her. Filthy...flea-brained...clan cat...

doghouse June 2nd, 2017 05:20 AM

Re: Dusk Syndicate Territory
 
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Originally Posted by NightWarrior4Life (Post 274390)
He decided to take action. "Listen, one of your insults was very interesting to me...you called me a kit? I think...you killed one to get here..." there wasn't anything wrong with doing that but it was just the fact that she seemed afraid of what she had done...the perfect opportunity to use it against her. Filthy...flea-brained...clan cat...

Phantom paused, listening to him, then calmly stepped back. “I did not. The only kit I ever killed was my own.” she replied, dipping her head. Everyone here knew that she had chased away her "son" and killed him after he'd healed up from an injury that had nearly taken his life. She hadn't actually killed him, but she had come back to camp with blood stained teeth and claws, and some of his fur to make it seem more obvious that she'd killed him. This was barely a moon ago.

NightWarrior4Life June 2nd, 2017 06:23 AM

Re: Dusk Syndicate Territory
 
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Originally Posted by Skelly (Post 274470)

Phantom paused, listening to him, then calmly stepped back. “I did not. The only kit I ever killed was my own.” she replied, dipping her head. Everyone here knew that she had chased away her "son" and killed him after he'd healed up from an injury that had nearly taken his life. She hadn't actually killed him, but she had come back to camp with blood stained teeth and claws, and some of his fur to make it seem more obvious that she'd killed him. This was barely a moon ago.

He only raised an eyebrow then turned away. "I think we're done here..." the Tom huffed then stalked off into the shadows.

goddess of ducks June 2nd, 2017 08:45 AM

Re: Dusk Syndicate Territory
 
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Originally Posted by narwhalgirliv (Post 271972)
Patchy laughed loudly, "Oh, Singe! Were you always this hilarious?" at this point, she was just trying to annoy him, "I'll bet you're glad I'm in StarClan and not that junky old Dark Forest like you'll be going, so when you die, you won't have to see my wonderful face every time you wake up in the morning." she turned around and walked back over the Woodpeckerflight's side, giving a weird look just to taunt him.

Singe stared blankly at her. He wasn't amused and was trying hard not to lash out. He knew that if he did lash out, his claws would do nothing against the starry pelt of Patchy, which would make him even more frustrated. So he didn't say much. "Actually, I don't see how you landed in Starclan. After the way you treated me and whatnot. Just goes to show how wishy washy Starclan actually is." He snorted at her, his cold yellow hues narrowed into slits.

doghouse June 2nd, 2017 08:47 AM

Re: Dusk Syndicate Territory
 
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Originally Posted by NightWarrior4Life (Post 274494)
He only raised an eyebrow then turned away. "I think we're done here..." the Tom huffed then stalked off into the shadows.

Phantom couldn't help but snort and dig her claws into the ground to keep herself from attacking his tail for the sheer fun of it. She didn't want him seeing her as more of a kit than he already thought she was. “And good Riddance!” she called after him, her voice a mocking tone.

NightWarrior4Life June 2nd, 2017 01:16 PM

Re: Dusk Syndicate Territory
 
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Originally Posted by Skelly (Post 274537)

Phantom couldn't help but snort and dig her claws into the ground to keep herself from attacking his tail for the sheer fun of it. She didn't want him seeing her as more of a kit than he already thought she was. “And good Riddance!” she called after him, her voice a mocking tone.

(I dunno whether to end it there or not)

doghouse June 2nd, 2017 01:45 PM

Re: Dusk Syndicate Territory
 
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Originally Posted by NightWarrior4Life (Post 274696)
(I dunno whether to end it there or not)

(We can end it there )

Autumnblaze June 2nd, 2017 02:12 PM

Re: Dusk Syndicate Territory
 
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Originally Posted by Nighty (Post 274535)
Singe stared blankly at her. He wasn't amused and was trying hard not to lash out. He knew that if he did lash out, his claws would do nothing against the starry pelt of Patchy, which would make him even more frustrated. So he didn't say much. "Actually, I don't see how you landed in Starclan. After the way you treated me and whatnot. Just goes to show how wishy washy Starclan actually is." He snorted at her, his cold yellow hues narrowed into slits.

Patchy turned back to him with a rather straight face, the slightest smirk, "I didn't immediately go to StarClan, mouse-brain. I was in the dark forest, until I actually thought about everything I did, and tried to make up for it, then, somehow, I was taken in to StarClan."

Clover June 2nd, 2017 11:37 PM

Re: Dusk Syndicate Territory
 
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Originally Posted by Lonestar23 (Post 263981)
There was no telling what all had been damaged by her accident. Gavin wasn't a healer, he couldn't know... the only thing to do was get her back. His claws were still unsheathed, they would give him more of a grip and more traction on the icier sections of the territory. The Dusk Syndicate might not be the best spot for a cat who wasn't willing to kill under any circumstances, but he made more allies that way. And now it seemed he was making another. Hopefully Skipper would remember this and, if something were to happen, she would spare his life as he had done for her. Her words surprised him and he almost let go of her scruff-- just barely managing to keep ahold.
 
He couldn't let go. Physically yes, he was able to just release her scruff and leave her somewhere... but Gavin was a good cat. One of the few that were among the ranks of the Dusk Syndicate. True, perhaps there were more then he thought, but if there were? He hadn't met very many. That being said, he couldn't, in good concious, let go and leave her somewhere where she could likely die. Just a little further. Bit by bit he pulled her towards the clearing, back towards a place where help would hopefully be given. Perhaps a more knowledgable healer would be able to treat whatever this was.

(to the clearing?)

(this last post, then the territory!)
She let out a soft whimper as her weight settled onto her damaged side; she could feel the fractured edges of the newly broken bone seemly scrape past each other, stabbing into the delicate flesh of her body wall. Her eyes were closed shut against the tears, water welling up behind the reddish lids. Skipper was panting heavily; the pain was beyond bearable, and she didn't want to cry out. Considering Gavin's kindness, her idea was not to sabotage it. Any cat who saw him showing mercy might label him as weak, and that could get the tom injured or killed.

The brutish molly let out another gasp of agony; the cold bit through her fur now, only worsening the shivering of her shock. She had to move; if she stayed still any longer she would nearly freeze. With a moment of hesitation, she flipped onto her stomach, abdominal muscles contracting, jostling the bone; the flame-pelt figure screeched, unable to keep it down any more. Quickly she bit it off, top teeth digging into her lower lip. In a single, jerky motion, she rose hesitantly to her feet, but collapsed down; she didn't know how many ribs were broken, and one of her legs might have been fractured. But Skipper tried again; this time, she stood, and looked over at Gavin, delirious from pain. "Help?"she whispered, swaying unsteadily, hoping he'd come and support her weight.


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