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Post by Frisby on Aug 1, 2009 15:23:56 GMT -5
Ravenstar screamed as Riversong attacked him, and as agony flashed from his throat. Writhing, he tried to break out of her grip, but it was too late. His body shuddered and eyes glazed over in pain as his life slipped away. His breathing stopped, and a soulless emptiness replaced the emotion in his expression.
It was dark and cold. There was no one there, but a faint blue glow. He peered at it and recognized it to be himself. Vague, but...There it was. "Where am I?!" he yowled. The blue shadow of himself blinked. "You died."
Rage flashed over him. My own MATE killed me? The powerful cat I am fell to her...teeth?!
"You died but you're not dead. You've got eight lives left," his shadow boredly meowed. "We'll be meeting again soon." His dead self flashed a sly grin and faded into the shadows.
After a long moment, Ravenstar took a breath. He felt blood from his throat in his mouth and in his nostrils. It hurt like fire to breath. When he opened his eyes, all he saw was red. Blinking away the blood, Ravenstar tried to prop himself up, but feebly spat blood out and gave up. The leader began to cough, but it became a gag and he vomited more blood. He slowly closed his eyes and tried to speak, but the pain was too much. The tom's eyes slid open and he meekly stared up at his mate. Gasping in pain, more blood bubbled from his mouth.
Please...don't...
ooc: COLDPLAY CONCERT MONDAY! Weee!
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Post by froscogo on Aug 3, 2009 10:47:26 GMT -5
Riversong wasn't paying attention to her mate. She still thought he was dead. She was happy she stood up to him, and saved her daughter's lives. She was sure that if she hadn't killed him, then he would have killed her, their kits, and waged war against the other, nicer, clan. (ooc- funny how things work out!!! lol)
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Post by Frisby on Aug 3, 2009 13:51:51 GMT -5
Ravenstar didn't think his mate realized that he had to be killed nine times in order to die. He sat there, burbling blood, with his eyes closed, trying to gather some strength to think, or maybe talk. Do I even want her to know I'm still alive? he wondered. If I just sit here though, I'll keep dying. I...need a...curer.
"R.i..ver...s-s..." he gave up and coughed more blood. His eyelids fluttered pitifully, and he knew he was about to loose another life.
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Post by froscogo on Aug 4, 2009 11:22:38 GMT -5
ooc- make him be healed this time, he has to go insane and kill River! bic- Riversong tried to be strong, but when she looked at him, so perfect, so beautiful, her stupid heart melted for him. "I should at least sit vigil for him." She mummered softly. Riversong curled up closely to Ravenstar. She lay very quietly, and very still. That was when she realized she'd made a horrible mistake by triggering Raven's anger. She'd done more harm than good. First she felt his heartbeat. Then his shallow breathing. Then. The. Heat. Of. His. Hatred. Riversong was fast. Ravenstar was faster.
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Post by froscogo on Aug 4, 2009 11:23:30 GMT -5
ooc- sorry if I just power-played, It was just too good!!!!
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Post by Frisby on Aug 4, 2009 19:14:56 GMT -5
ooc: Awlright. If you're interested, I wrote a report on the Coldplay concert on the website I have, here: figmint.uuuq.com/index.php?id=115bic: Ravenstar was only aware of the agony he felt as Riversong's body brushed against his wounds, and anger consumed him. Pain was pushed to the back of his mind, and he surged at his mate, toppling her over and sinking his teeth into her throat. He stared and slight disbelief as the blood bubbled up to mingle with his own, as the life sapped from her. The leader couldn't breath with all the blood his his nose and finally released Riversong's limp form. Ravenstar choked and coughed, gasping for air. He blinked at his mate's dead form, and then his limbs were too weak to support him. He sank to the ground and began to cry.
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Post by froscogo on Aug 5, 2009 8:10:27 GMT -5
ooc- Awwwww it's so sad. I'm sorry Raven. Go find your kits, hint hint *cough* nudge wink!
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Post by Frisby on Aug 5, 2009 13:17:12 GMT -5
ooc: Okays.
--x--
Ravenstar gained consciousness a short while after. He managed to open his eyes despite the blood that had crusted over them, and panting heavily, he stood. It was a good thing Riversong's blow hadn't been deeper. Feeling utterly miserable, the tom staggered out of his den. With every move he made, crusty blood crackled and his wounds reopened. "The river," he panted to himself, and slowly and painfully limped in that direction. The water would cleanse him...
His breathes became sharp and tight as leaves and brambles tore at his injuries. The leader stopped, feeling lightheaded and delirious. After a few moments he realized he was smelling his daughters' scents, and without making a conscious decision, he began to amble after them.
It wasn't long before he could hear the river, and voices as well. The scents of UccelloClan and VelareClan mingled. Alarmed, Ravenstar hobbled rapidly (xD) towards the border, and stumbled to a halt at what he saw. What?!
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Post by Frisby on Aug 8, 2009 14:34:07 GMT -5
-x-
Ravenstar awoke. It was early morning and a few rays of sunlight lit the forest and glanced off the surface of the river. When the pain from his wounds hit him like a wave, everything came back. Riversong was dead, his children had left him. I need to get them back, he desperately thought, struggling to his feet.
As his scabs crackled again, he remembered the original intent of his trip to the river. With a shuddered, the leader edged into the water until it flowed over his back. His claws clung to the river-bottom, as the memory of his childrens' near drowning came to him.
The cold water numbed the pain and cleansed blood from his fur. Whenever Ravenstar moved his head, he still felt as if a knife was being pressed into his throat, but that couldn't be helped with anything but time. Damn you, Riversong. You could have at least finished the job.
After a few minutes the numbness began to fill his whole body, and the cat painfully climbed out of the river. Water dripped off of him, and he shivered. After a moment of indecision, he headed back to camp.
-x-
"Ravenstar!" Charcoal cried. "What happened?"
The deputy approached his leader, slightly wary of his potential anger, and then continued in a quieter tone, "We found Riversong and cleaned out your den--Than and I. But..." He gnashed his teeth. "You need a healer."
Ravenstar growled, but stopped. It hurt too much. "Isn't it obvious?" he croaked. "Do you want me to go get Rayne from UccelloClan?" he anxiously meowed. "No, not not." "Then when?"
Ravenstar sighed and sank to the ground, sitting awkwardly to avoid most of the pain. "You should probably know what happened first. Get Than, will you? It hurts too much to say this twice."
Than heard his name and drifted towards the others without Charcoal needing to shift a paw.
"I'm here," he quietly announced, sitting down opposite his leader. Charcoal joined him.
Ravenstar sighed and focused intently on his paws, then decided otherwise. He was not a weak cat. "Ethre had been at the border and smelled like VelareClan. I got angry at her and hurt her, and then she and Mudd ran off somewhere. Riversong then came into my den, and I was no longer angry. I even felt a little bad. But then she attacked me. She tried to kill me," the leader trembled with anger. "And she did. She took one of my lives. Then when I came back, I lost it and killed her."
Charcoal was going to speak when the leader paused, but he was cut off.
"I went down to the river to wash away the blood, but when I got there, Mudd, Ethre and two apprentices from VelareClan were there. I wasn't going to harm them or anything...but they freaked out and ran off into VelareClan territory...I fell asleep, or unconscious there, washed away the blood on me when I awoke, and then came back here."
"So they're gone?" Charcoal asked. He was dazed. Did that mean...UccelloClan was a clan of three, four if they counted their ever-absent curer?
Ravenstar growled. "Not for long. We have to get them back--Even Veilstar aught to realize she's not allowed to shelter UccelloClan refugees." He spat the words. "But we won't do anything now, I'm too weak. Soon though."
He rose. "You two take care of things. I'm going to try to rest, or something."
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Post by Frisby on Aug 12, 2009 18:51:02 GMT -5
--x--
Skyrush cautiously approached UccelloClan camp, his heart racing. He stopped, crouched behind the crest of a hill, and watched the cats.
An injured brown tom he knew was Ravenstar had just slipped into his den, and two other large cats conversed. After a moment one of them padded off and began to clean his pelt, while the other kept watch. The young warrior nervously lurked, unsure of what he should do.
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Ravenstar crouched in the back of his den, feeling extremely scared. What he was about to do was crazy, terrible, horrific. He had noticed that after losing his life, he had returned slightly healed, and now he'd have to heal as quickly as possible...so...
The tom curled up in a sleeping position and closed his eyes. His heart raced, and he exhaled, then clamped his jaws shut and refused to breath. As the seconds passed the pressure within his lungs swelled to an unbearable level and beneath his eyelids, bright red spots exploded before him. All thought halted in his mind, his head burned, and then just when he was going to stop the torture darkness suddenly swamped itself over him.
Instinctually he gasped, but only then realized he no longer felt the bursting burn. He blinked at the faint form of himself that curiously watched him. It was shaking his head.
"You don't have to die to get better," his mirror sighed. "But since you have..."
The cat faded and Ravenstar was mildly aware that he was dreaming and the void of death was somewhere in the background...
-x-
Sucking in a deep breath, Skyrush stood and warily padded down into UccelloClan camp. Both of the toms were staring at him, and the black one spoke first.
"Now what in the world do you think you're doing? Get off out territory!" Charcoal cried. He was a little confused by the fact that the tom seemed to be alone and didn't carry a clan scent. No...he took that back. The scent of VelareClan was very faint on him.
Skyrush froze. "Please, no! I've always wanted to join UccelloClan, ever since I was just a kitten. I'm not some spy or anything like that--I'd never do that."
Than narrowed his eyes. "Why would we trust you?"
Skyrush didn't know what to say. "Look, I just want to help you, however I can. I doesn't look like you've got much of a clan going..."
A snarl erupted from Than's throat, but just then Ravenstar padded out of his den. "Don't be arrogant, Than. We do need whatever help we can get, and I'm sure this cat here won't be able to do much harm if he is a traitor. Look at him."
The young warrior growled.
Meanwhile, Charcoal had been distracted by Ravenstar's appearance. His throat wound mustn't have been that bad after all--it looked much better now.
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Post by Frisby on Aug 14, 2009 20:07:34 GMT -5
Ravenstar sat down to join the others and rather calmly looked at his paws. "We need to get my daughters back," he quietly meowed. His voice was drained of emotion. "All of us can go to the border together and wait for a patrol to pass by so we can be brought to Veilstar to talk."
Skyrush silently watched the battle. He had no idea what was going on with Ravenstar's daughters, and he was certain that Veilstar couldn't tell him anything either. To his surprise though, the leader didn't ask for his input, and simply stood and began to pad towards the river. The others followed.
Nervous and feeling a little guilty, he trotted after them.
When they got to the river, Ravenstar turned to the young warrior. "What do I think I'm doing?" he meowed, sounding confused. "If they see you, it'll be bedlam. Go back to camp, we won't be long."
The tom nodded and reluctantly turned, knowing it wasn't his place to question the leader.
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Post by Frisby on Aug 15, 2009 8:01:45 GMT -5
Ravenstar spotted the patrol, but when they didn't come closer, frustration filled him. Grinding his teeth, he growled and sat down on the spot. It could be a while...
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