Dusk Syndicate Territory

[SuspiciousMindz]

Originally Posted by AbsurdJinx

Augustus hadn't realized Jinx's height before as he had been all caught up in his oh-all-so-mighty confidence. It didn't exactly shock him, but he looked down at her with a gaping mouth. ``You're tall?`` He exclaimed, stepping back as if he's been betrayed. His thin tail hooked behind him, falling towards the ground behind him until the upper half curled upwards. He figured he may as well make a show of discovering her true height. His narrowed eyes began to water with fake tears, and his shoulders heaved with every forced, shaky breath. ``Why-why didn't you tell me?``

With a loud, distraught wail, Augustus spun on his heel and trotted forward a few steps. His head hung low, and his tail still didn't move. His torso continued to move shakily, and his voice was raspy with a fake sadness. ``My life's been a lie!`` He raised his head as he cried this, his gaze locked on the dark treetops above them. After a few more heavy breaths, Augustus looked over his shoulder at Jinx with a bright smile. His green eyes gleamed happily, and his yellowing teeth peeked past his dark lips. His tail began to move quickly, cheerfully, and his breathing was no longer labored. ``What are you waiting for? Lets go,`` He chirped. His head swiveled back around, and he lead the way into the dark forest.

Though the area was shadowy and the air of the forest resembled death, Augustus trotted along like a rambunctious kit just out of the nursery. His long legs offered him the advantage of long strides. His head was raised high, and his mouth was opened slightly to inhale the fresh scent of outdoors. His ears and whiskers twitched in the cold breeze, and his short, thin pelt tingled in the soft winds. His dark paw pads touched the ground lightly, not offering much of a sound, and his rat-like tail lashed with excitement behind him. His green eyes were bright with joy, and a gentle smile could be found on his face. Though the Dusk Syndicate territory was dark and uncomfortable to most, Augustus found it to be the most soothing place in the world. His home was within the thin, dark trees, and the lack of undergrowth. It was where he felt safe and needed despite the harshness in Dusk Syndicate life.

He came to a halt where he decided to point a few things out. ``Y'know, there really isn't anything special to Dusk Syndicate territory. You got your thin trees, your bushy treetops that block out most sunlight, your lack of bushes... A majority of our fresh-kill is scrawny - I mean, what type of food can our prey find in this dark place? Um, that way,`` His tail straightened to point in a certain direction, ``is where we share our border with SkyClan. Personally, I think we'd best chase them out. Their arrival to this area was a great loss for the Dusk Syndicate. I can't wait to get into a fight with one of them, though! Anyway, I may not be a hunter, but I know the places our hunters like to search for food. Mainly, they hunt in the area furthest away from camp. Wait - are you a hunter? Or a fighter? Because what I'm telling you could be utterly useless. Know what, don't answer that. I'm going to figure it out myself! Hey, can you tell me what the Clans were like? They were much too soft, right? Before the `night leaders, I mean. You don't miss your Clan, do you? You won't leave, will you? I honestly think you fit in well within the ranks of the Dusk Syndicate! You're rude, cruel, slightly heartless - perfect for this group here. Hey - I may be a bundle of awesomeness, but I do have my dark side, y'know. I can be mean when I want to be! But you don't think I'm mean, do ya? Personally, I think you can be rather mean, but don't worry - you can't hurt me. And I'll try not to hurt you either, okay? Remember, two negatives make a positive! I'm a negative, and you're a negative, and together, we will be the best of friends! Being best friends is the positive part, okay? I really needed a friend. It gets lonely here, and this place can really mess with you. I was going insane until you came along. My brother's disappearance really messed me up,`` He chuckled uneasily, realizing he went too far with his kit-like rambling. ``I won't let you go insane, though, and you'll keep me grounded. Because I said all of this, and didn't allow you a chance to back out, you are stuck being my best friend. So that means you have to be nice to me, okay? Okay. Did you know I recently found a blackbird's feather around here? I buried it somewhere, before the cold season, but I don't remember exactly where, and the ground is much too hard this leaf-bare to dig. It's the only feather I've seen! That hasn't been attached to it's owner's body, of course. I like to think there's a story behind it. Maybe the bird was trying to get away from something, but that something managed to tug a single feather from it's body? Maybe the feather is as old as the Clans? Maybe the winds carried the feather from a place far away? The bird population often goes down in leaf-bare because they leave for warmer places, and I like to believe that this feather came from one of those warm places. My obsession with this feather might be silly to you, but it's important to me, and I just don't care what you think - unless, you agree with me?`` He smiled softly at Jinx, a childish gleam in his dull green eyes.

At his over dramatic reaction to her height, Jinx simply waited for him to quit, her hues were neutral. It really did amuse her, she didn't like kits much and this feline was basically a big kit. Once he was finished and asked what she was waiting for, she let out a huff of annoyance before casually following after him. Her pelt was a bit thicker than his, however unlike his soft steps, she didn't care if anyone heard they were around and simply let her paws fall with a soft thud. Jinx's tail tip twitched in thought before Augustus suddenly stopped to point in a certain direction and there began his rambling.

Her hues followed in the directions he gestured and she simply sat there and listened with a blank face. However her mind was running rampaged with thoughts as he spoke. She had a list mentally tallying what she would and wouldn't say when he gave her the chance to speak. The best friends thing and the being nice thing were the biggest concerns on her list. However she'd let him do whatever he wanted on figuring out her rank. Jinx crouched down, her ears pricked towards him and her hues glancing around. The scenery he described was correct, there wasn't much to this place. She didn't enjoy that part too much because she felt left out in the open and the ground was hard. Jinx was used to the marshy grounds, the softness of the ground even in leaf-bare, here it was just hard and cold and it made her paws ache after a while. Of course she wasn't one to let that show without a good reason.

Once his rambling was done, Jinx let out a small sigh and muttered something under her breath. Inhaling, she sat upwards, her tail wrapping around her paws impatiently. "Shadowclan was easier to run compared to this place, the cats would listen to anything and everything and wouldn't question it directly to their leader. If I could go back, I would because mouse-brains are easily to manipulate compared to those here who clash with each other because no one but Halite and Boreas matter. Even that little Onyx feline I've heard about, doesn't matter because he's got no power over the two. Similar to how Shadowclan worked, but everyone got respected at least. Here no one seems to know what that is and Hannibal is the only feline here that seems to know how to take to disrespect," she paused, that was one point down. "Secondly, we're not best friends. Perhaps in your fantasy locked away in your head we are, but I'm not your friend. You're very cocky and it almost seems fake, but I have nothing to back that up so you're untrustworthy. I'm not nice to anyone so you can get over yourself if you think I'll change for you," he replied, her words were bitter, but she never lied. "This two negatives thing you keep repeating, if you wanna be real, two negatives drive each other apart from what I've learned so I don't really understand how you can think we can get along. This thing you said about not letting me get driven insane, well I don't need you to keep me grounded. I have logical reasons to stay grounded, if anything this cockiness of yours will drive me insane. Don't rely on anyone, Augustus, because you'll get hurt in the end whether you want to or not, I certainly won't be relying on you and your attachment issues." Jinx paused again, the entire time she spoke, her voice was flat and no emotions other than hints of anger here and there showed. Her hues were simply searching his, wondering how he'd react. Lastly, I don't care about your bird feather. I've seen plenty, I've eaten plenty, I simply don't care. You can keep that obsession to yourself. Random, unnecessary information such as that doesn't concern me and I simply don't need to know it. It's as useless as the feather attached to no bird,"

[Slash-GNR]

@Wolfybro

"And why would I want to come down?" she asked tilting her head. "You are just gonna attack me," she stated. She branch made another cracking noise. "and honestly, I don't feel like dying today," she mewed as she looked around to see if she could leap to another branch.

[graves]

Originally Posted by Slash-GNR

@Wolfybro

"And why would I want to come down?" she asked tilting her head. "You are just gonna attack me," she stated. She branch made another cracking noise. "and honestly, I don't feel like dying today," she mewed as she looked around to see if she could leap to another branch.

He scoffed and rolled his green eyes. By the sound of the branch cracking it would only be a matter of time before the shecat came falling down. "If you're caught on dusk syndicate territory I must report you to the commander,I can't just let you off free." he mewed sternly. Which was true,he didn't know if the commander would punish the molly or what,but just letting her go was not what Whiskey planned for.

[Slash-GNR]

Originally Posted by Wolfybro

He scoffed and rolled his green eyes. By the sound of the branch cracking it would only be a matter of time before the shecat came falling down. "If you're caught on dusk syndicate territory I must report you to the commander,I can't just let you off free." he mewed sternly. Which was true,he didn't know if the commander would punish the molly or what,but just letting her go was not what Whiskey planned for.

Hollyfrost now thought about this. She licked her lips as she moved closer to the edge of the branch. There was another crack. She sighed and huffed, "Well, I guess I'm gonna have to come down or die from this tree branch, but I may die either way, so..." she trailed off as she leaped off the branch, which caused it to break due to her weight being pushed upon it. She then flung herself at the tree trunk and gripped it tight.

The grey she-cat gritted her teeth as he claws sank into the bark of the tree. She looked up at it. The tree she had chosen was poor because it looked like it was already dying which was her fault. The she-cat looked down upon the tom. Hollyfrost sighed as she climbed her way down to only sit in front of the male. She then made a face at him saying: 'Now what?' It also had annoyance in the expression.

The female shuffled her paws on the ground as she looked around, then she looked back up at the tom. She then thought of something, "Hey, how about... you don't take me in, then I will just be on my way..." she said giving and innocent smile as she began to back away slowly. She imagined her games weren't going to work on the male, but she could at least try.

[goddess of ducks]

Originally Posted by KitKat12

Thistle shrugged. "It's ok. I was a former loner and the only thing I knew about the Dusk Syndicate was that they were viscous, evil cats who killed for fun. I wouldn't know anything else. Care to educate me?" She smiled at Forest, forgetting for a moment her real intentions. She was at ease around this cat, a feeling she hadn't had since her best friend, Rose. Thistle felt a twinge of sadness, but pushed it away when she remembered the thrill of the hunt, the kill. She remembered how great the end goal would be once she was finished with this cat. Thistle flicked her tail as she walked, straightening up and walking normally for once, instead of her normal crouched pose. Her nose twitched as she caught the scent of the forest beyond and she stopped at the camp entrance, waiting for Forest.
(Should we post in the territory now?)

Forest exited the clearing, hoping that Thistle was right on her tail. She didn't want to seem like that insecure and dependent little kit that always had to make sure their companions were always right there behind them. Finally as she gpbegan to feel less crowded, she relaxed, knowing that out here, it would be harder for her mentor to find her. "Okay, now back to your question." She said with a relieved sigh. "So assuming you know about the four, technically five now, Clans that live in the forest, I was born in Windclan. My parents, as I mentioned were Singenight and Sorrelskip. At the time, my father had overthrown the previous leader and had assumed the role of leader for the Clan. Every cat in the clans call this period the Evil Era because what they said were evil leaders, were ruling all the clans. So I grew up there and about the time I reach the age of two moons, something happened. A new Clan began coming to the Clans, fighting the so called Evil cats and taking down the rulers. This new Skyclan took down Bucknight, the main leader, first. Killed him. They moved on then to Shadowclan and fought a similar battle there. They then killed the evil leader Balzingnight as well. Then they moved on to Thunderclan and fought them. And you guessed it! Killed their evil leader, Ratnight, too. Finally they marched to our home. My father fought them and got really scratched up. He pulled my mother, and his deputy aside and instructed them to grab me and my siblings. We then followed a friend of my fathers, Hannibal as he brought us here. So now we live here and my fathers legacy lives on, at least I guess he still kinda infamous here too." She said with a sigh. It felt good, that she could tell her story. That she could speak, and not have to sensor what she said for fear of getting clawed.

[graves]

Originally Posted by Slash-GNR

Hollyfrost now thought about this. She licked her lips as she moved closer to the edge of the branch. There was another crack. She sighed and huffed, "Well, I guess I'm gonna have to come down or die from this tree branch, but I may die either way, so..." she trailed off as she leaped off the branch, which caused it to break due to her weight being pushed upon it. She then flung herself at the tree trunk and gripped it tight.

The grey she-cat gritted her teeth as he claws sank into the bark of the tree. She looked up at it. The tree she had chosen was poor because it looked like it was already dying which was her fault. The she-cat looked down upon the tom. Hollyfrost sighed as she climbed her way down to only sit in front of the male. She then made a face at him saying: 'Now what?' It also had annoyance in the expression.

The female shuffled her paws on the ground as she looked around, then she looked back up at the tom. She then thought of something, "Hey, how about... you don't take me in, then I will just be on my way..." she said giving and innocent smile as she began to back away slowly. She imagined her games weren't going to work on the male, but she could at least try.

Whiskey flicked his tail;hard against the ground which caused snow to ripple under the impact in annoyance. His green eyes were in slits at this point,glaring daggers into the other. there was no way he was letting the molly escape when she had invaded Dusk Syndicate territory. Infact,he should have fought her in the first place and he didn't know what stopped him. He sighed,"If you think you are going any where,you're funnier then I thought." there was no way he was letting this she cat off free handedly,she seem more sarcastic then most when usually cats from other territories would just run in fear of unknown land. he took a few steps closer.

[Slash-GNR]

Originally Posted by Wolfybro

Whiskey flicked his tail;hard against the ground which caused snow to ripple under the impact in annoyance. His green eyes were in slits at this point,glaring daggers into the other. there was no way he was letting the molly escape when she had invaded Dusk Syndicate territory. Infact,he should have fought her in the first place and he didn't know what stopped him. He sighed,"If you think you are going any where,you're funnier then I thought." there was no way he was letting this she cat off free handedly,she seem more sarcastic then most when usually cats from other territories would just run in fear of unknown land. he took a few steps closer.

The fluffy she-cat chuckled lightly. "Funny? Now I would not say funny... I'm just tryin to survive," she said in her country accent. She then took another few steps back as he came nearer. "Now then... umm I shall just be on my way," she mewed as she took a few steps around the tree to attempt to get away. She knew she was stalling, but it was all she could do.

[The Mad Katter]

Originally Posted by Nighty

Forest exited the clearing, hoping that Thistle was right on her tail. She didn't want to seem like that insecure and dependent little kit that always had to make sure their companions were always right there behind them. Finally as she gpbegan to feel less crowded, she relaxed, knowing that out here, it would be harder for her mentor to find her. "Okay, now back to your question." She said with a relieved sigh. "So assuming you know about the four, technically five now, Clans that live in the forest, I was born in Windclan. My parents, as I mentioned were Singenight and Sorrelskip. At the time, my father had overthrown the previous leader and had assumed the role of leader for the Clan. Every cat in the clans call this period the Evil Era because what they said were evil leaders, were ruling all the clans. So I grew up there and about the time I reach the age of two moons, something happened. A new Clan began coming to the Clans, fighting the so called Evil cats and taking down the rulers. This new Skyclan took down Bucknight, the main leader, first. Killed him. They moved on then to Shadowclan and fought a similar battle there. They then killed the evil leader Balzingnight as well. Then they moved on to Thunderclan and fought them. And you guessed it! Killed their evil leader, Ratnight, too. Finally they marched to our home. My father fought them and got really scratched up. He pulled my mother, and his deputy aside and instructed them to grab me and my siblings. We then followed a friend of my fathers, Hannibal as he brought us here. So now we live here and my fathers legacy lives on, at least I guess he still kinda infamous here too." She said with a sigh. It felt good, that she could tell her story. That she could speak, and not have to sensor what she said for fear of getting clawed.

Thistle listened quietly throughout the whole story. For once, she didn't feel any of the thrill that she usually felt when cats talked about death. All she felt was sadness. This poor cat, losing her father and her home as a kit. Thistle could relate. She rested her tail on Forest's shoulder. "I'm so sorry," she whispered, tears prickling at the edge of her blue eyes. She could remember so vividly how it felt to be kicked out of her family and home. She had lost everything. And it was her fault. She looked at Forest. "How does it feel? To have lost a father like him, and then living with his legacy hovering over you? Pressuring you? Cats expect you to be like him, yes? Great and powerful?" Thistle looked into Forest's eyes, searching for anything that might hint at any of her true feelings. Maybe memories might surface. Anything she could use, anything she could snag her claws in and pull to the surface. To grasp and use, and mold and shape. Anything she could take and use to her advantage. She knew from experience that triggering someone's feelings and memories was a great advantage when it came to getting close to them. @Nighty

[graves]

Originally Posted by Slash-GNR

The fluffy she-cat chuckled lightly. "Funny? Now I would not say funny... I'm just tryin to survive," she said in her country accent. She then took another few steps back as he came nearer. "Now then... umm I shall just be on my way," she mewed as she took a few steps around the tree to attempt to get away. She knew she was stalling, but it was all she could do.

He pinned his ears back against his head in annoyance now. He was growing impatient, he just wanted to get back to camp and continue his regular duties. He didn't have time for this. The chilled breeze ruffled his pitch black coat as he stared daggers into the other. "If you come with me I can grantee that you won't be harmed,but if you just run off I can grantee I'll leave a scratch for you to remember." that was a threat and a promise,as his role as fighter pledged he protect this land with his life. He didn't know what this cat thinking she was doing,but it seemed stupid to just run off. "Where are you from anyway? You smell familiar." since the clan territory was rather close,there was bond for him to have some familiarity to some scents.

[Slash-GNR]

Originally Posted by Wolfybro

He pinned his ears back against his head in annoyance now. He was growing impatient, he just wanted to get back to camp and continue his regular duties. He didn't have time for this. The chilled breeze ruffled his pitch black coat as he stared daggers into the other. "If you come with me I can grantee that you won't be harmed,but if you just run off I can grantee I'll leave a scratch for you to remember." that was a threat and a promise,as his role as fighter pledged he protect this land with his life. He didn't know what this cat thinking she was doing,but it seemed stupid to just run off. "Where are you from anyway? You smell familiar." since the clan territory was rather close,there was bond for him to have some familiarity to some scents.

The she-cat frowned, "Fine, I will go with you," she said as she walked closer to him. "And Thunderclan. I would know your scent from anywhere," she mewed not in disrespect, but every cat knew the scent of a DS cat. "So, you gonna take me in sheriff?" she asked tilting her head as she flicked her tail tip. She then looked at him. "Ya know... you are not a bad looking tom..." she said trying to see if flirting her way out would help.