YVAINE MEETS THE DARK FOREST ALLIANCE! [open to HH and RdC]

moiraii · Feb 6th 2015

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Yvaine stalked off into the cold and barren world, angry at everything: the lack of respect she was given, her brothers Aries and Tycho, her mentor, even, for not taking her out more often. Everyone was stupid. Everything was hopeless. Why did she bother so much with the world around her when no one else gave a damn back? Hot, angry stings attacked her eyes and she let out a choked sob, wishing she could be anywhere but here. She wanted to be somewhere warm and bright and happy, alone. Nothing was ever how she wanted it to be.}

_{"What's wrong, little one?" a voice said quietly, and Yvaine gasped, turning around to find a dark-furred she-cat walking towards her. The female feline was tall, slender, and elegant, with a fur coat so shiny that the apprentice thought it was made out of night. The stranger's eyes gleamed with a mysterious expression, holding sympathy and kindness and as gold as the sun's rays. "Feel like you don't belong?" she asked, walking over to the lonely apprentice and sitting down next to her. "I know how that feels. Being an outcast." she mewed in concern, hunkering down to lap at the mushy snow. Yvaine just stared at the other cat uncertainly.}

_{"You're probably wondering who I am. I'm a dead cat, to be frank. I don't exist in your world. I'm a spirit from another world. My name is Raze." the ink-black feline informed Yvaine, looking up with those striking eyes to pierce at the youngster's own optics. "I know how you feel, and I want you to consider me as a friend. I may be dead and a stranger, but I have encountered the same demons you are facing now, and may be able to lend a paw in times of trouble. All you would have to do is call my name." she said with a smile.}

_{ooc; i would appreciate if someone jumped in and intruded on yvaine and raze's conversation with something along the lines of, "what are you doing?" xD
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hamal · Feb 7th 2015

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Tinypaw, she spent her time often alone, so now she was walking through the sparse trees, stepping over roots and leaping over rocks. She was thinking about her old life and her loss and want for power. Bloodclan killed her, Windclan hated her, and her family was gone for all she knew. Suddenly the sound voices speaking to one another in the dim forest fell upon her small dappled ears. The she-cat glanced around and nosily followed the scent of—only one—other creature. That was strange to start with. Two voices and only one smell..

The tiny student approached on light paws, unseen by the speakers for as far as she could tell. Tiny didn’t catch what the voices were saying. In fact, the talking had just stopped when she’d arrived. Her brown eyes locked upon Yvaine. For now, she did not see the black femme spirit with her very mortal eyes. Odd, was the stranger girl talking to herself?

Tiny didn’t handle situations gracefully and she wasn’t a very nice youth. ”What are you doing? Are you talking to yourself?” she inquired in a harsh and judgmental voice.

//okay. I’m gonna make tiny not see the dark forest ghost for now. Later I may make her be on the dark forest’s side, because when she died in her previous life she spent a short time in the dark forest before being reincarnated. :B That, k?

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moiraii · Feb 8th 2015

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: Love the post, it was great! They can become Dark Forest allies!! Keep doing what you do! <333 Also, thanks for joining!
ONE QUESTION: So Tinypaw is dead? It said "BloodClan killed her" so is she a part of Dark Forest or just some other heaven? Or maybe I misread and she is actually alive?}

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_{"Whaaa?" Yvaine exclaimed in surprise as a new voice sounded out of the blue. It was a loud and rude voice, and Yvaine started, ears flattening in shock and eyes blinking wide. She thought she had been alone with Raze! What was she going to say to explain herself? She couldn't let anyone know she was talking to a dead cat, then they would think she had some sort of mental problem.}

_{"Oh, no... I mean, yeah, yes. I was talking to myself, thank you very much." Yvaine defended herself, shaking off her uncertainty and fixing a dark and angry glare at the new cat. The cat seemed to be her own age, standing at around the same height and possessing a similarly high-pitched voice. Of course, her tone of voice was much more angry than Yvaine's, but at least she wasn't an adult. Adults were annoying and pried way too much. This cat might just shake it off.
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hamal · Feb 8th 2015

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//Oh no, sorry for confusion. In her past life Tinypaw was killed in a BloodClan demonstration, so Bloodclan killed her in her past life. That’s why I typed that. |D

”Your welcome,” chimed the brown she-cat in a grating voice. She closed her dark eyes for a moment in mock politeness. When she reopened them, the brown eyes were glaring and searching, searching for weak spots and areas to hurt. Emotionally, of course, the student didn’t often get physical. Tiny had the reputation of a bully and she asserted her power over anyone she could. Tinypaw moved closer to the Yvaine. She could tell something was up or this other girl was just weird. Tiny was sensitive to the way the stranger was glaring at her. She hated when others returned her dirty looks. ”What are you looking at? Who are you talking to?” Tiny inched closer.

”Are you just crazy or lonely, so you jabber to yourself?” Tiny huffed. ”I don’t buy it.” The spotted femme looked around the dim foliage and trees before rolling her optics back to Yvaine. ”What if I told you this was my spot in the forest? Would you challenge me?” The young girl puffed her fur out and she stood tall, as tall as she could. Tiny still only reached the size of a relatively puny apprentice. When she gained her warrior name it was likely she’d still look like an apprentice, even up on into her years as an elder she probably would too, that is, if she made it that far.

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fenrisulfr v.h. · Feb 8th 2015

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^{"All my life, I've stepped to the rhythm of the drums inside my vei-eh-eh-- mousedung!" The obscenity slipped past his lips as he misjudged his steps, causing him to scrabble ungracefully down a steep slope. He shook out his bristling, black-and-white pelt, not wanting to let the small blunder dampen his mood. The young feline kept on singing and dancing, shaking his rump until he came across the two she-cats.}

^{Hardly embarrassed at being caught, he flashed the two young apprentices a beaming smile. One was Yvaine, the other a Radical he wasn't familiar with. He stopped his dancing and singing to address both with a dip of his head. "Good night out, huh? What're you two up to?"}

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moiraii · Feb 9th 2015

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_{Goodness, this she-cat certainly had a temper. If she weren't so tiny, Yvaine might have actually been intimidated by her angry tone and malicious behavior, but the tabby she-cat didn't so much as twitch a whisker as she looked back at the small feline. "That is one-hundred percent none of your business, okay?" Yvaine snapped, trying to scare off the newcomer with an annoyed scowl and flattening of her ears. Why couldn't people mind their own business? This kid was getting more and more feisty by the minute and Yvaine was growing increasingly irritated by the strange cat. Couldn't she just bugger off? "What's it to you?" she snarled, fully angered now by the rude cat. "If I'm crazy, you must be completely stupid, to talk to someone you barely know like that. Seems like you are looking for a fight. If that's what you want, come at me!" she goaded the other on, eyes flashing insanely for a second before dimming as the tabby came to her senses. "I actually don't really want to get into a fight with you, okay? Just please leave me be." she tried to be sensible, but she was still enraged by the cruel newcomer; her fur prickled, sensing that this cat was bad news.}

_{Her head whipped to the right as a new voice called out. What now? It was only Expecto, though, and the tomcat had never acted rude to her in all the time she knew him, so the tabby Hitchhiker visibly relaxed, and managed a smile towards the black and white apprentice. "Gosh, someone looks awfully cheerful today." she commented casually, making an effort to calm herself down and smile towards her friend. He did seem more happy than usual; what was the reason? "Us two? Well... this stranger just all of a sudden intruded. Kinda'." Yvaine said, eyeing the other she-cat angrily. "What are you doing out here?"
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fenrisulfr v.h. · Feb 9th 2015

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^{"Well, instead of just loitering around here, where a patrol could stumble upon us, we could go on a quick trip around the territory, just enjoy the sights and smells and sounds to let off some steam." He wriggled his nonexistent eyebrow cheerily. He disliked the thought of them soiling each other's night-- can't they just enjoy it, let all inhibitions fall to take in the beauty of their surroundings?}[/shadow][/justify][/fancypost]

LEO !? · Feb 10th 2015

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rangestart · Feb 10th 2015

track cause muse guys MUUUSEE

wanderlust. · Feb 19th 2015

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The answer was apparently no, as spat by his restless mind and antsy paws. A growl ripped from his throat as the Hitchhiker dragged himself to his paws and exited the apprentice's den, seething with frustration. What was he supposed to do, walk around until he fell asleep on his paws? Ugh, the feline had a feeling that even that wouldn't put his whirling thoughts at ease. He wasn't going to get a wink of sleep tonight.
While he was begrudgingly acknowledging this, his irate hazel gaze landed on a group of apprentices. Was that... Yvaine? And Expecto? What in StarClan's name were they doing up? Tycho's brow creased in confusion and he padded in their direction with curt paw-steps. "What are you doing?" The tom-cat meowed abruptly, coming to a halt beside his sister with narrowed eyes. His whiskers flicked with indifference, his eyes dark with annoyance, yet also intrigue. Really, what were these guys doing up? The moon, if the sky wasn't blanketed with a layer of thick grey clouds, would have long since been overhead. It was late. And who was this other cat next to Yvaine? What was going on?[/fancypost]
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moiraii · Feb 19th 2015

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[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 315px; height: auto; margin-top: -15px;][hr][justify]_{[color=white]Yvaine nodded thoughtfully at Expecto's suggestion to walk around the territory. Doing that would definitely help the she-cat cool down, which she needed to do badly. The nightttime breeze added a nice, soothing feeling to the darkness, something that the daughter of Insignia had certainly not appreciated enough before. It seemed to cool the fire in her veins and calm her down more. No more arguing with anyone. She just wanted to rest, think a bit, maybe chat with people who didn't always want to provoke her. The beginnings of a rumble started in her throat but she stopped it, deciding that getting angry at others would do no good.}

_{"Okay, sounds good. Let's take a walk." the tabby replied to Expecto, somewhat ignoring the strange, hostile, tiny apprentice nearby because for one, she didn't know her at all, and secondly, who wanted to talk to such a grump? Unless the other female wanted to be friendly, Yvaine was just going to ignore her.}

_{With a flick of the tail and a twitch of the ear, Yvaine turned around to find herself staring into the eyes of yet another newcomer -- intruder, whatever -- her own brother, of whom she hadn't been getting along with quite well as of late (or maybe that was all in her head and he didn't care about their squabbling as much as she did), padding up towards them with a rather perplexed look on his face that could have easily been mistaken for annoyance or carelessness or a combination of both. The larger of the two children of Insignia seemed interested in what was going on, but had a weird way of showing it. Yvaine tried her best not to bristle at his sudden appearance -- they were siblings, after all, and she really didn't like arguing with him, but sometimes it couldn't be helped; his behavior was so annoying. "Well, I just met this stranger," Yvaine nodded her head towards the small, angry, anonymous she-cat, and then flicked her tail towards Expecto. "And then this guy showed up, with his almost contagious attitude." Yvaine tried to joke, but she didn't know if that came out more spiteful than witty and sarcastic. Oh, well. She knew that she could trust Tycho, but didn't feel ready to talk about the encounter with Raze just yet.
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Swifty30 · Feb 20th 2015

/track omgosh
could I do something like this in another Clan? XD this is just too cool, I have to do one for myself.

moiraii · Feb 21st 2015

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Swifty30 · Feb 21st 2015

//kk! <3

LEO !? · Feb 21st 2015

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infinitesimal · Feb 22nd 2015

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^{The apprentice shook his head, not wanting the soggy piece of memory to taint his good mood. The last thing he needed was to dwell on his own demons, fearing that if he continued to do so, he would lose his already slipping grasp on patience. Instead of letting it get to him, he simply dipped his head towards Tycho before climbing the ridge to better see the territory. "I saw a stream just a little further West, still within the territory but far enough that we wouldn't interrupt any sleeping Radicalclanners. Maybe we could go there?"}[/shadow][/justify][/fancypost]