Post by Moonstarranoutoflogintime on Jun 6, 2007 21:47:44 GMT -5
Me? Grumble? *Innocent look.*
Le sick, twisted character-killing self has thought out Rainfeather's death; which is different than the one in my fan-fiction, Traitors Lurk (odr lruk XD) and Heroes Rise.
*The black tom stared coldy at the BloodClan cat, claws unsheathed. His sister, a she-cat with the opposite color fur, snow-white, joined him, her hackles rising. They both spat in contempt. Fear danced in the brown BloodClan cat's eyes, but he stood his ground. The black cat gave a grim smile. A smile that came from pure rage and insanity. This was the BloodClan warrior who had killed his mate, a beautiful queen named Brightcloud and their unborn kits.*
You used to be an innocent kit, Scratch. What changed you? BloodClan, that's what! *He snarled, the insane smile gone, and replaced with a fierce snarl.* You knew what it would do to you! But you were too cowardly to resist. Even after Slayer, who I know you feared the most, was slain. Blood still scared you, and he still does. All of them did, so you stayed with them. You killed Brightcloud, because the order was to attack RiverClan and kill as many cats as possible. You knew it was wrong, but you did because you were afraid, didn't you? Didn't you? *Scratch felt himself weaken with remorse and fear at Rainfeather's, the black tom's, words.*
What else could I have done...
Something different! *Scratch side-stepped neatly as Rainfeather lunged. His sister, the white she-cat Snowstorm, joined him in the fray, hatred and grief blazing in her eyes over the loss of her sister-in-law. She jumped onto the thin brown tom's back, and unsheathed her claws, sinking her teeth into her flesh.*
Summer! *He yowled frantically. A beautiful golden-brown tabby she-cat with a beautiful name. Wasted. Summer was a vicious killer, like all of BloodClan cats. She and brutish black tom named Onyx, jumped at the two RiverClan cats. Snowstorm bravely fought Summer and Scratch, but Onyx had Rainfeather by the neck. The black tom struggled, but Onyx began a vicious scruff shake. The black toms were a blur as one shook his head, and the other shook his whole body. Then, the rogue released, sending Rainfeather flying. He hit the rock with a dreadful cracking sound. Snowstorm abandoned the fight, and even the rogues watched in grim silence, as if in respect for their love. Her brother looked up with weak, glazed over eyes.*
Finish them, Snowstorm. Finish them for what they did to us.
Darkfoot! Come quick! *A black tom joined them quickly. He gasped in shock, but before he could say anything, Snowstorm growled,*
You heard him. Let's finish them!
Le sick, twisted character-killing self has thought out Rainfeather's death; which is different than the one in my fan-fiction, Traitors Lurk (odr lruk XD) and Heroes Rise.
*The black tom stared coldy at the BloodClan cat, claws unsheathed. His sister, a she-cat with the opposite color fur, snow-white, joined him, her hackles rising. They both spat in contempt. Fear danced in the brown BloodClan cat's eyes, but he stood his ground. The black cat gave a grim smile. A smile that came from pure rage and insanity. This was the BloodClan warrior who had killed his mate, a beautiful queen named Brightcloud and their unborn kits.*
You used to be an innocent kit, Scratch. What changed you? BloodClan, that's what! *He snarled, the insane smile gone, and replaced with a fierce snarl.* You knew what it would do to you! But you were too cowardly to resist. Even after Slayer, who I know you feared the most, was slain. Blood still scared you, and he still does. All of them did, so you stayed with them. You killed Brightcloud, because the order was to attack RiverClan and kill as many cats as possible. You knew it was wrong, but you did because you were afraid, didn't you? Didn't you? *Scratch felt himself weaken with remorse and fear at Rainfeather's, the black tom's, words.*
What else could I have done...
Something different! *Scratch side-stepped neatly as Rainfeather lunged. His sister, the white she-cat Snowstorm, joined him in the fray, hatred and grief blazing in her eyes over the loss of her sister-in-law. She jumped onto the thin brown tom's back, and unsheathed her claws, sinking her teeth into her flesh.*
Summer! *He yowled frantically. A beautiful golden-brown tabby she-cat with a beautiful name. Wasted. Summer was a vicious killer, like all of BloodClan cats. She and brutish black tom named Onyx, jumped at the two RiverClan cats. Snowstorm bravely fought Summer and Scratch, but Onyx had Rainfeather by the neck. The black tom struggled, but Onyx began a vicious scruff shake. The black toms were a blur as one shook his head, and the other shook his whole body. Then, the rogue released, sending Rainfeather flying. He hit the rock with a dreadful cracking sound. Snowstorm abandoned the fight, and even the rogues watched in grim silence, as if in respect for their love. Her brother looked up with weak, glazed over eyes.*
Finish them, Snowstorm. Finish them for what they did to us.
Darkfoot! Come quick! *A black tom joined them quickly. He gasped in shock, but before he could say anything, Snowstorm growled,*
You heard him. Let's finish them!