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Post by (mystic)___& on Feb 17, 2009 18:45:53 GMT -8
that familiar sound,
explains what I'm feeling
i'm both lost & found,
never been there before
that familiar sound,
explains what I'm feeling
i'm both lost & found,
never been there before
'Marrakech adventure... A ritual disgrace, Marrakech adventure...' The thin, wispy voice echoed in the dark night, the trees listening to this lovely she-cat's angelic voice sing to them. Day creatures were sleeping, not taking notice of the singing occurring in the deep, dark secretive home of theirs. Only the ones who hunt and sneak around in the night hear the voice ringing in their ears, wanting to hear more of this beautiful voice. Though beautiful it may be, sadness and depression is mixed with the song. The beauty of the voice hides the pain it really has, the song along with the beauty. 'That familiar sound explains what I'm feeling...' the voice whispered to itself, the song now getting the flow of the feline. Turning around, the she-cat blinked and jumped from the tree she was sitting on, humming to the song stuck in her head. She began to go on with the details;
A young and beautiful brown tabby, though the black stripes are not that dark as a tabby should have. The brown was a light-brown, almost the color of the bark of the oak trees surrounding the tabby. It is a camouflage for the warrior, making the prey not spot her and easily gets them by her claws and mouth in a quick five seconds, as if it was a game. It was also a domestic color in ThunderClan, so it wasn't really unusual. Besides the brown tabby pelt of the warrior's, there appears to be other colors too. As if snow was stuck on her, the small and delicate muzzle of hers is a snowy-white, too precious to get dirtied. The muzzle was curved by a thick black line, making the mouth. But this muzzle isn't as white as you may think it is. Why, there is ginger added to this beauty of ours! On the side and a little on the nose, it brings out the brown tabby color more. White lines border the light green eyes, as if protecting its enemies from its territory. A spark of sadness appears in these attractive eyes, depression and anger shown. But she tries to hide it away with no expression on her face. Long and thin, like her dead brother NightShooter, she is fairly of medium height. Supporting her with that are the long legs, which help her speed increase and her walking more graceful. Now the details are finished.
MiseryMask's body sticks to a nearby tree, hiding into the shadows. No moonlight can reach her, no stars' light can bring her out. No, she stays in her own little world, the song stuck in her head... 'A ritual disgrace, Marrakech adventure...' |
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Post by <--Whisper--> on Feb 17, 2009 18:49:02 GMT -8
The large brown tabby form stepped out of the shadows. It was night now. He smiled as he bounded over to his friend," Hello Miserymask." He mewed in a rough and sweet, husky and smooth, quiet and loud voice. He smiled, flashing his long sharp white fangs. His pale green eyes glew in the moonlight as he settled down beside her," How are you?" Fadedstripe asked gently. |
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Post by (mystic)___& on Feb 17, 2009 19:01:00 GMT -8
that familiar sound,
explains what I'm feeling
i'm both lost & found,
never been there before
that familiar sound,
explains what I'm feeling
i'm both lost & found,
never been there before
A voice interrupted the song playing in her head, a very familiar voice... 'Hello MiseryMask...' Who was it? Was it a cat from her Clan? Was it a friend of hers? She closed her eyes and took a deep breath in, her nostrils flaring in the sweet yet rough scent. ThunderClan, to be sure. Yes a Clan-mate from her Clan. She-cat or tom? Definitely tom. Who was it? It was... a friend, she was sure... A friend who... Hum... 'FadedStripe,' the she-cat whispered quietly, spinning around to find a large brown tabby in front of her, his smile beaming at her warmly. 'How are you?' 'I'm fine, thank you very much. And you?' |
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Post by <--Whisper--> on Feb 17, 2009 19:30:03 GMT -8
Fadedstripe smiled and shrugged," Okay. Azurestorm and I have been hanging out a lot. I haven't seen you around, what have you been up to?" He asked, confused slightly. They used to hang out all the time. |
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Post by (mystic)___& on Feb 18, 2009 6:10:05 GMT -8
that familiar sound,
explains what I'm feeling
i'm both lost & found,
never been there before
that familiar sound,
explains what I'm feeling
i'm both lost & found,
never been there before
The she-cat let out a little sigh, blinking at the empty field and trees in front of her. The trees didn't make a move, just watching the two talking quietly. No leaves were being rustled by the branches, since the wind isn't there right now. No, the blanket of the tree was just quiet, still and laid on its owner and creator. No wind was heard, it already went to its little unknown home to sleep until it wakes up at any time, any day, any week, any month, any year. Paw steps were heard from behind, the sound of FadedStripe's paws crushing the leaves underneath. Crush, crush, crush. Flinching, MiseryMask heard his voice sing like one of the Beatles on stage.
'Okay. Azurestorm and I have been hanging out a lot,' the tom spoke. AzureStorm. That name hit her so suddenly, as if she was already expecting for the hit. Memories flipped and swirled in her mind, some memories blank and some memories just not ready to tell. A ThunderClan she-cat. The one who always hangs out with FireLight, or used to hang out with them. MiseryMask thought they looked cute together, except never knew that they were just friends, nothing else. Rumors say that AzureStorm and FireLight were mates ever since they first set their eye on each other and others say that AzureStorm is carrying his kits without no body knowing. 'Cept the medicine cat, of course. But why would now FadeStripe hang out with her? Did he take a liking to her? Are they best friends now? Are they now... mates?
It can't be possible... Can it?
'I haven't seen you around, what have you been up to?' Now that question was easy to her. So easy to answer. Because she wasn't even in contact with the Clan these past moons, but no one knows why. They just forgot about her. Except her friends. MiseryMask still stayed in the ThunderClan camp, just not knowing what has been going around her. 'Oh, nothing really. I just go on patrols and hunt and so. Just haven't been in contact with the news in ThunderClan, that's all.' |
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Post by <--Whisper--> on Feb 18, 2009 6:29:25 GMT -8
Fadedstripe nodded," Oh ok." He looked away, glancing at the moon. It reflected in his pale green orbs. He smiled and looked back at Miserymask," I've missed you... a lot." He admitted. He scuffed his paws in the grass. Letting out an exasperated sigh.
How can I be in love with two she-cats!? He asked himself. It seemed stupid and careless. But he couldn't chose who he fell in love with. At the beginning he was in love with Shadowheart! He layed down and set his head on his paws, confused and upset. |
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Post by (mystic)___& on Feb 18, 2009 6:38:07 GMT -8
that familiar sound,
explains what I'm feeling
i'm both lost & found,
never been there before
that familiar sound,
explains what I'm feeling
i'm both lost & found,
never been there before
MiseryMask took notice of the tom's distress and confusion, for she can feel it. She put her paws on her head too, just like FadedStripe did. Her long whiskers were touching his soft muzzle, poking the soft spots of the large brown tabby next to her. She mumbled something quietly but she doesn't even know what she mumbled! The smaller brown tabby stared at the trees again, as always. She pushed other things from her mind, only paying attention to her friend. 'I've missed you... a lot.' Light green eyes widened, but FadedStripe didn't see her eyes widen. It was so shocking... So... warm and... somewhat... lovely. MiseryMask shook her head, closing her eyes at this warm feeling. Now it was her turn to say something.
Something probably disturbing.
'What about AzureStorm?' her voice mewed, no emotion, expression, feeling showing. |
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Post by <--Whisper--> on Feb 18, 2009 6:42:55 GMT -8
Fadedstripe sighed again," That's just it... I love Azurestorm... but I love you too." His fur grew hot with embarassment as he confessed what he was thinking. Miserymask's whiskers were tickling his muzzle. He sneezed," Excuse me." He muttered, licking his muzzle.
He turned his pale green orbs on her. He smiled slightly as he waited for her reply. He had a feeling it was going to be awhile before he got a reply. He got up and stretched," Hungry?!" He asked, changing the subject. |
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Post by (mystic)___& on Feb 18, 2009 6:47:22 GMT -8
that familiar sound,
explains what I'm feeling
i'm both lost & found,
never been there before
that familiar sound,
explains what I'm feeling
i'm both lost & found,
never been there before
MiseryMask flinched at his confession of love to her. She let out a small little sigh, not knowing what to say to this. Ears went down at this, but then the tom changed the subject. 'Hungry?!' 'Uh... sure?' Her head titled at this, blinking her orbs. A growl came from her stomach, wanting food. It was silent for a moment, but then the two laughed at this. MiseryMask was sure hungry, as her stomach had said. She flickered her tail and spotted a vole, licking her lips. She turned around to FadedStripe, blinking at least three times, and then mewed, 'I'm gonna get it!'
And went off to get the vole. |
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Post by <--Whisper--> on Feb 18, 2009 6:53:53 GMT -8
Fadedstripe laughed uncomfertably and nodded when she told him she was gonna get the vole. He scented the air and the scent of shrew came to him. He shrugged, it wasn't his favorite but it would have to do. He crouched as low to the ground as possible for him. He stalked forward. His massive paws touching the ground silently. He smirked when he was close enough to pounce. In a few moments the shrew would be dead. He pounced and came down on top of the small animal. He bit it's neck and killed it. |
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Post by (mystic)___& on Feb 18, 2009 7:09:13 GMT -8
that familiar sound,
explains what I'm feeling
i'm both lost & found,
never been there before
that familiar sound,
explains what I'm feeling
i'm both lost & found,
never been there before
The brown tabby swirled around in the grass, then stopped as she scented the nearby vole again. She crouched as low as possible to the ground, moving her hind legs and paws as quickly as she can, but also quietly. She tried not to make any sound with her walking, which was easy for her. There, she saw the vole. Not so big but not so small, maybe somewhere around a year or two, a male she was sure. Thank StarClan its not a female, she thought silently to herself. One summer morning, a long time ago, MiseryMask's brother SandRiser caught a vole with bumps on its stomach. He wasn't quite sure why, but when he found out that the vole he caught was pregnant with young ones, he let out a scream and ran away from where he was standing, dropping the dead mother. For at least four moons, he hasn't touched a single female creature until the leader told him the camp needed food or else they were going to die of starvation.
She rolled her eyes at the thought of this and then just shut herself up, unsheathing her claws. Then, in a quick second, the warrior threw herself at the vole and went for the throat, her claws digging in. Blood squirted out of the precious neck, the vole not having any time to screech. When it was dead, MiseryMask picked her food up in her mouth and then walked back to the area she was before, sitting down as she waited for FadedStripe to come back. |
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Post by <--Whisper--> on Feb 18, 2009 7:12:19 GMT -8
Fadedstripe stood at his full height as he carried his shrew back to where Miserymask was. He dropped it and smiled," Nice catch." He muttered, not bringing up the 'I love you too' thing again. He sat down and took a bite of the shrew. |
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Post by (mystic)___& on Feb 18, 2009 7:28:12 GMT -8
that familiar sound,
explains what I'm feeling
i'm both lost & found,
never been there before
that familiar sound,
explains what I'm feeling
i'm both lost & found,
never been there before
'Mhm...' said the tabby, sitting down and began to take little bites of the vole. Blood poured in her mouth, warm and tasty. She felt the vole's plain, sweet taste and gulped it all the way down, without realizing how quick she finished it. MiseryMask licked her mouth clean, then began to groom herself quietly. When she was done, she just watched FadedStripe eat his own prey he caught, a shrew. 'Shrew is a good choice,' she mumbled quietly. 'I mean, it has that bitter taste at the beginning, but then at the end, its spicy. It's also crunchy and good to chew.' She wasn't so sure what to talk about, besides the love thing.
Sighing, the she-cat curled her tail around her paws, watching him eat.. |
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Post by <--Whisper--> on Feb 18, 2009 7:32:01 GMT -8
Fadedstripe finished his shrew quickly and licked his muzzle. Cleaning the scraps off his lips. He smiled and egan gtooming himself. After his fur was all smoothed down he sighed," So..." He muttered not really knowing what to talk about, beside the 'I love you' thing.
He sighed and looked awya, wrapping his tail neatly around his paws," Um... about the I love you thing." He sighed again and then muttered," I didn't mean to make you uncomfertable it just slipped out. I-I do love you but... I don't expect you to share the same feelings for me." He smiled slightly. |
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Post by (mystic)___& on Feb 18, 2009 7:43:35 GMT -8
that familiar sound,
explains what I'm feeling
i'm both lost & found,
never been there before
that familiar sound,
explains what I'm feeling
i'm both lost & found,
never been there before
MiseryMask blinked slowly and then nodded, looking at FadedStripe. 'Well... of course I love you, my dear FadedStripe. I love you like a brother. I really don't know what mate-love is, only family love. I'm not that kind of cat, sorry. I don't plan of having a mate, kits, anything of that. No, I just wanna be a warrior forevermore, with no master,' the she-cat spoke quietly, turning her head to the stars. She let out a cough and looked at FadedStripe, knowing what disaster might occur right now. But she wasn't scared. No, she wasn't. But maybe MiseryMask was lying... Maybe part of what she said was a lie... What if she really does love FadedStripe, all with her heart?
No one really knows. [dun't worry, she's gonna fall in love with him latah] |
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