Dusk Syndicate Clearing

[SuspiciousMindz]

Originally Posted by Moonfang

Onyx honestly didn't know how to answer. He looked down then turned his orbs back to her. "Pompeii, I hope so. I wooed her once with my charm, I think I can do it again." he said, and smiled down on her. She had his look, his determined, tough look, something he never thought he'd see outside of as water reflection. With that thought, he lowered his head down to her level, and his orbs flicked as he looked into her eyes. "I promise, I will not leave again." he paused then nuzzled her. "My little princess." he purred.

Pompeii lifted her head a little to return the nuzzle, a small smile crossed her maw. Despite her ruffled and fluffy pelt, beauty could already be seen in her future. Pompeii was truly going to be a pretty cat and she didn't know it now, but she'd use that to her advantage in the future. Before it was iffy, but now that Onyx was back, she was already liking his affection more than Lilith ever offered. At his final words, a small part of her fantasy returned to her head and she gave a small giggle. "What about Mercury? Is she a princess too?" she gave him a head tilt thinking about her sister. Would that make her brothers princes's then? She kept that question to herself. Mercury was the sibling she was focused on now. Pompeii was all about competition, even in her early moons so she had to be better than Mercury if she wanted to win this battle.

[CloverWitch]

Aurora, the tortoiseshell she-cat had finally been initiated into Dusk Syndicate and she couldn't feel even more powerful. She spent her whole life alone, murdering several toms, kits and queens, including her own mate and kits when she was a kittypet. Her claws had a permanent blood stain to them since she refused to ever clean her claws after a glorious blood bath. She took a seat in the middle of the clearing and looked around towards the other cats to try to figure out who she should speak to first. While she was happy to be in a group of cats as wild and messed up in the head as her, she didn't know any of them. I think I'll just wait until one of them approaches me. If not then I'll just go about my day.

[Slash-GNR]

Originally Posted by Empress Of Evil

Sparta parted his jaws to give a big yawn. He looked around, boredom in his eyes. Nothing ever seemed to interest him. The Dusk Syndicate was just boring. Not much had happened that sparked any excitement in him. The only fun thing he did was train with his trainer Calixto. Sparta had no feelings towards pretty much every cat in the Syndicate and very few had managed to earn his respect. Calixto was one of those lucky cats who had.

Sparta lay on the dusty floor, his back legs stretched out whilst he lay on his side, his chin resting on his paws. His pale yellow eyes trailed to the Commander's Den, an image of Halite popping into his mind. Getting a new commander and co-commander was one of the few things that were interesting. In his opinion, Halite appeared weak. Of course, Sparta had never exchanged a single word with the commander, but Sparta was one to judge by using whatever he could. The tom often spotted Boreas looking around the clearing with a defiant glare. Sparta viewed Boreas as a strong cat, she didn't look like one to let others boss her around, neither did Halite, but Boreas just had this aura around her.

Of course though, Sparta found himself as the only perfect cat in the Syndicate. Everyone else seemed to have a flaw that didn't make them completely Syndicate like. Sparta obviously had many flaws too, but he didn't see it that way. If you told him he was wrong, he would claw your ears off for sure, despite being quite a peaceful cat.

Growing up without knowing who his real father was, Sparta had become cold and untrusting. Being a longer within the Syndicate, he stood for himself, no one else. For his littermates and mother, he made an exception. He would never admit it and always made sure to not let it show, but he watched out for his family. They were the only thing he had left. He may not have any particular feelings towards them. No. He didn't love them. But he just always felt this strange feeling where he felt like it was his duty to protect them. Sparta had no one he looked up to. He had once or twice found himself dreaming about finding his father, little did he know that his father was dead. The most of an idol he had was Calixto. Calixto was one of the few cats he didn't find idiotic.

Sparta raised his head and lifted one of his paws, grooming the grit out of it. Sparta stopped suddenly, and slowly placed his paw down. Someone was watching him. He could sense it. His pale yellow gaze turned into a glare, a scary one in fact and he turned his head around slowly to face the direction he predicted the stare was coming from. No emotion filled his eyes, being a pyschopath, he didn't normally show any emotions unless he was mimicking them. He spotted a she-cat standing behind a tree and watching him strangely. Sparta rolled his eyes and turned his head back.

The spotted she-cat tilted her head as he rolled his eyes. She frowned as she moved closer to him. "You aren't acting the way I want you to," she said as she was still crouched down, but her eyes were looking up at the tom. She thought about how her strategy was suppose to go.

She was suppose to stalk the male for a bit. Her "prey" would then feel nervous and begin to go insane by thinking he was being stalked by something that he didn't know of. Leopard then would try to be his friend, then he would accept her compassionate side, but then she would just use her stalking to make him do things. He would be her slave.

However, it had to end like this. She didn't even get one day stalking him! She frowned at the thought as she brought herself to her paws. She sat down and wrapped her tail around her paws. She had accepted that she had been defeated at her own game. "Well played sir," she mewed blinking her hazel orbs.

[NightWarrior4Life]

@Slash-GNR bump for page 37, Artemis and Dash)

[Slash-GNR]

Originally Posted by NightWarrior4Life

"Oh? How long have you been here? Because...I don't believe I've noticed you before. Did you come here alone? My parents were best friends...they were captured by the syndicate...I have a sister, her name is Aura." Great, so now I'm going for the awkward talkative Tom... he pushed his thoughts aside and tried to concentrate on the task of talking normally to a she-cat.

Artemis purred, "I haven't been here for a long time, but I mostly stay in the shadows. I'm a bit shy if you know what I mean," she smiled. "I came here alone. I don't have a mate or family," she mewed.

[NightWarrior4Life]

Originally Posted by Slash-GNR

Artemis purred, "I haven't been here for a long time, but I mostly stay in the shadows. I'm a bit shy if you know what I mean," she smiled. "I came here alone. I don't have a mate or family," she mewed.

No mate? How curious... the dark flecked Tom twitched an ear. "Interesting...I'm sure you'll become more..." He paused to think of the right word "social, over time." Dash's fur bristled "Perhaps I could even help you...come out of your shell. I do enjoy a good few dares every few days or so." Dash added. "How about it then? Is it a...date?" He offered.

[Slash-GNR]

Originally Posted by NightWarrior4Life

No mate? How curious... the dark flecked Tom twitched an ear. "Interesting...I'm sure you'll become more..." He paused to think of the right word "social, over time." Dash's fur bristled "Perhaps I could even help you...come out of your shell. I do enjoy a good few dares every few days or so." Dash added. "How about it then? Is it a...date?" He offered.

The tan she-cat purred as she perked her ears forward. "It is a date, thank you," she mewed. (sry so short)

[wren]

Muscular shoulders and hips held together the form of Ajax. White knight. his tundra cold eyes scanned the clearing, passing by the dull faces of cats he didn't choose to investigate, to even bother with really. He was waiting for one in particular, a face that cast aside the others. Onyx. the name was well known within the syndicate. No doubt. The Tom was known for his off the ball killing sprees and his little groupie. The one I currently reside with. thought the Tom. It was something to be proud about, something to carelessly flont because it would be a suicide move to defy anybody related to onyx that he tolerates or allows into his group of elites. No. Not elites. Cats he actually cares about. Cats he still needs to use, otherwise you are useless. thought the Tom smugly. Though Ajax hadn't had much time to speak with onyx or really get to know him he still considered himself to death loyal for onyx. Maybe not useful to onyx just yet but he had some time still to prove his worth. Unfortunately he disappeared to skyclan again. Ajax was left with nothing to do but train Amya and continue to tolerate cats he didn't enjoy being near. Maybe flont his ranking within onyx's groupie some. But aside that there were no cats he wished to please. he had been keenly waiting he arrival of onyx for some time now. A week or two perhaps. Just waiting for the return of the feared feline.
@Moonfang

[NightWarrior4Life]

Originally Posted by Slash-GNR

The tan she-cat purred as she perked her ears forward. "It is a date, thank you," she mewed. (sry so short)

"What would you like to do? I always enjoy a good hunting session. It's been ages since I've stretched my legs." The dark flecked Tom purred.

[monfang]

Originally Posted by Marble

Muscular shoulders and hips held together the form of Ajax. White knight. his tundra cold eyes scanned the clearing, passing by the dull faces of cats he didn't choose to investigate, to even bother with really. He was waiting for one in particular, a face that cast aside the others. Onyx. the name was well known within the syndicate. No doubt. The Tom was known for his off the ball killing sprees and his little groupie. The one I currently reside with. thought the Tom. It was something to be proud about, something to carelessly flont because it would be a suicide move to defy anybody related to onyx that he tolerates or allows into his group of elites. No. Not elites. Cats he actually cares about. Cats he still needs to use, otherwise you are useless. thought the Tom smugly. Though Ajax hadn't had much time to speak with onyx or really get to know him he still considered himself to death loyal for onyx. Maybe not useful to onyx just yet but he had some time still to prove his worth. Unfortunately he disappeared to skyclan again. Ajax was left with nothing to do but train Amya and continue to tolerate cats he didn't enjoy being near. Maybe flont his ranking within onyx's groupie some. But aside that there were no cats he wished to please. he had been keenly waiting he arrival of onyx for some time now. A week or two perhaps. Just waiting for the return of the feared feline.
@Moonfang

Onyx's icy hues stared out from the darkness and he noticed Ajax. A member of his group. He smiled darkly and padded into the clearing, head high. Of course it was, who would dare attack him? He made his was to the tom and stared into his eyes, the coldness in them did not waver. He wasn't through with this place, oh not yet. He had much planned for the leaders of the Clans. His stoic look stayed and nothing showed his thoughts inside. "Ajax. Long time no see." he said, his deep, gruff voice adding to his smile. "I see you are still amongst these pitiful jokes for Syndicate cats. Halite doesn't help much does he?" he meowed, his smile faded as he looked around with a disgusted look. He would have snarled but he held that back. His gaze then then turned to the tom. "I see you have made yourself presentable from the first time I met you. Strong and tough. You are doing well to a loyal servant indeed, White Knight." he said. The name stuck with him for sure. "Good. You'll need that strength." he said, a deadly, almost laugh like snarl exited his maw as a dark smile crossed it. He had many plans, ones to rule over the Syndicate and take down the clans who had left him for dead. His mother, who was forced to leave her kits alone because of the clans, his father killed because of the clans. His memory loss was caused by the clans! He wanted revenge and he was going to get it. Hannibal left him for dead so now he had an enemy, but he didn't care for him now. He would rid of him when he came to rule.