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Post by Magicheart on Aug 18, 2008 0:05:45 GMT -5
Drowningspirit thought carefully. "We need a way to lure him out of camp, to get him by himself. Unfortunately, Lostclan seems to kill every she-cat he takes a fancy of, otherwise I could've used her voice." one side of his mouth curled into a wicked smile. "Then again, I suppose that's the punishment he deserves to keep living over and over. He's part of the reason why I had no parents. Why should he have someone if I had to be alone?"
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Post by Seraphinu on Aug 18, 2008 18:30:52 GMT -5
Ghostflight nodded, and thought for a moment.
"What about that she-cat in ThunderClan, Magicheart? She knows Trueeyes. She was also part of the group that drove out LostClan originally. Did you happen to hear her voice during the raid?" she suggested. She hated Magicheart with a passion, finding the she-cat to be so good it was nauseating.(Woah I actually spelled that right. xD)
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Post by Magicheart on Aug 18, 2008 23:36:25 GMT -5
"I know her voice." Drowningspirit said darkly. He studied Ghostflight, his mind curious. She seemed to especially hate Magicheart and her family. Was it because she fell in love with a Windclanner and made half-clan kits? But she knew that he was a half-clanner himself, didn't she? He wondered if it made her think any less of him. "She aided in the killing of my parents. Trueeyes would listen to her. She has no loyalties, so it wouldn't be surprising if she showed up in Shadowclan..." he said nonchalantly, turning his gaze elsewhere.
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Post by Seraphinu on Aug 19, 2008 20:45:02 GMT -5
No, it wasn't that she had kitted half-Clan cats. Not anymore. Since she had no loyalties, those kinds of things didn't apply to her. It was just her goodeness, and the arrogance of her kit, Inkpaw, that disgusted her. She pushed this form her mind as she listened to Drowningspirit. "Excellent. When do you suppose we should strike?" she asked, feeling her claws flex again at the thought of ripping them into flesh, and spilling warrior blood.
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Post by Magicheart on Aug 21, 2008 17:23:55 GMT -5
Drowningspirit was thoughtful. Like Lostclan, the Four seemed to function better in the darkness. But of all the clans, Shadowclan had the best night sight because of their terrain. If only they had the Shadowclan traitor with them, they would know when the camp was left the most unguarded. But, they did not have that luxury. "Let's go tomorrow. I'm still not positive that Thunderclan won't try to retrieve their kits tonight." he said, thinking of the white and red warrior that had followed them more than halfway here. He and Ghostflight momentarily had to set down the kits so he could throw his voice to confuse him and overwhelm him with attacks.
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Post by Seraphinu on Aug 23, 2008 16:01:13 GMT -5
Ghostflight's tail twitched as she took in his words. Much as she'd like to flay Drowningspirit's enemies as well as her own, the kits came first. They had to make sure ThunderClan couldn't follow them here into LostClan territory.
"Yes, this will have to wait. Perhaps at sunhigh tomorrow. Although, this would be much easier if we had the ShadowClan traitor here to help us." she grit her teeth in frustration.
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Post by darkflower on Aug 23, 2008 16:51:02 GMT -5
((lolz until the kits have been taken care of for rp, feel free to play them out, i've set up their bios and am going to be working on Obsidian and Cycloen now.))
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Post by Magicheart on Sept 14, 2008 22:36:09 GMT -5
Drowningspirit awoke with a start. "Ghostflight!" he hissed, nudging the she-cat. "Wake up, it's important" he said, his eyes glittering eagerly. "My parents came to me in my dreams last night. There is a lot we must do today." he said with a malicious grin.
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Post by Seraphinu on Sept 24, 2008 13:15:05 GMT -5
Ghostflight's pale eyes opened to see Drowningspirit nudging her with his forepaw. She shook the sloeep quickly from her and leapt to her paws, stretching, shaking her black and white fur as she righted herself.
"What is it, Drowningspirit?" she asked, a gleam entering her eyes. Her paws twitched with anticipation.
Ginny appeared asleep with the kits nestled around her, but in reality one ear held steady, picking up their conversation. She wondered what horrible things they would do, and what they could do that was worse than stealing kits from their mother. Silently she promised the faceless mother of the kittens she held before her that she would do all she could to protect their lives after her own had been mercilessly slaughtered by Ghostflight.
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Post by Magicheart on Sept 25, 2008 17:49:44 GMT -5
"My parents told me that we could benefit greatly from attacking Windclan. They're still really weak from Lostclan's last attack, and many of their warriors are injured. My father told me that some unexpected guests were there as well. I don't know what that means, but it seems that a lot of the important clan cats are in Windclan for one reason or another." he said with a smile.
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Post by Seraphinu on Sept 25, 2008 18:36:01 GMT -5
Ghostflight purred with malicious delight.
"Then we must go, forthwith!" she agreed, a dark gleam in her eyes. She turned her gaze to Ginny, and the gaze turned sour with contempt.
"Don't feign sleep, stupid kittypet. I can hear your thoughts. If you even try to run, I will find you," she growled, and the gray tabby began to tremble.
"Let us be off then, Drowningspirit," she turned her attention back to him, her expression softening.
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Post by Magicheart on Sept 27, 2008 22:50:46 GMT -5
The pale tom was thoughtful for a moment. "As much as I hate to admit it, we're going to need the Lostclanners. I guess our first stop is there camp."
(Continued there)
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