AND THE CLOUDS OF GREY (Open, death) BRING WAVES OF RAIN.

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    He was young. He was happy. Yet he died just as he remembered the ones he loved. Quite sad really, but his RPer lost all muse for him.
    Riddle had been in a random house, because he didn't want anyone he knew to see him. He was planning on baking a cake for two special people. Maybe if he had remembered his fear of fire he would still be alive. But no. He was not alive.
    The house was burned down, but luckily only the one house. Not so lucky, the one Riddle was in. He lay there, burned, charred and lifeless. He wasn't burned to death, it was smoke inhalation that killed him, so his body was still recognizable.
    And at his burnt black paws, there was a picture. Other than the crumbling corners, it was fine.
    You know what it was?
    A picture of Lucid and Charcol, a rainbow above them, and in messy but readable letters:
    "I love my daddy's. I can't believe I ever forgot them."
    And if you looked closely, you could see a smile still on the dead kits maw.


    (So sad! I'm sorry, but a lost it for him. Don't think I'm gonna surprise you by bringing him back. He's gone. Sorry...)
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    Didn't I tell you already? I'm fine!
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    [size=20pt]▶[/size][size=30pt][shadow=black,left] THANE KRIOS[/shadow][/size]
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    [fancypost bgcolor= transparent; border: 1px transparent; overflow: auto; width: 400px; height: 130px; font-family: corida new; auto;][justify]Poor child. "Kalahira guide this one across the sea, where the traveler never tires, the lover never leaves, the hungry never starve. Guide this one, Kalahira," murmured the reptilian assassin softly, his head bowing in prayer over the small child. Someone would have to break the news to Charcoal and Lucidreverie. It was never easy to lose and bury one's child. [/justify][/fancypost]    		 [img height=210]http://i.imgur.com/C8fYMPs.gif[/img]


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    Oh no. That was Lucid's kid wasn't it. The lion padded over to the burnt house and looked over the body, like Thane had been doing. The lion reached a paw and began to brush some of the ashes away from Riddlekit's lifeless body. It was the least he could do. The smoke made his lung ache and burn, but he didn't care. He sat down and began to wait for others to come.



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    [ cub of colouredclan - male - attack in [color=#FACC2E]#FACC2E ]
    [color=transparent] danny ©
    #lucifergabriel

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    LUcid raced over and gently licked the male's head, his movements becoming more frantic and worried. "No no no." He murmurs, memories of loosing his kittens coming to mind. "No!" He says, trying to force life into the other male. "Riddles, please." He murmurs softly, tears falling down his face. With a soft growl he curled his body around his kit's trying to bring him back somehow. But it was no use. Riddles was dead and there was nothing Lucid could do, just like with Arach. He buried his nose into the kitten's fur, just laying there. He wouldn't move nor would he allow the body of his kitten be moved. He was remembering the little one, he was regaining his memories but it didn't matter! He was gone, dead.
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    *cue tears*


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    Didn't I tell you already? I'm fine!
    There's nothing wrong with a few harmless rhymes!    [/size]


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    [fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; width: 400px; color: #4d6675; font-size: 13px; text-align: justify;][font=georgia][size=8]The small lion cub could sense the uneasiness and grief in the air. She had experienced fire before, and the smell brought along memories of when her clan had been taken over and she had been lost.


    "W-what's 'appenin'?" she asked worriedly, crouched close to the floor.

    [size=20pt]▶[/size][size=30pt][shadow=black,left] THANE KRIOS[/shadow][/size]
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    [fancypost bgcolor= transparent; border: 1px transparent; overflow: auto; width: 400px; height: 130px; font-family: corida new; auto;][justify]The reptilian panther swept his tail in front of the tiny lion cub to prevent her from stepping any closer to the dead child. "It's nothing you should see," murmured Thane calmly.[/justify][/fancypost]    		 [img height=210]http://i.imgur.com/C8fYMPs.gif[/img]


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    LUCY AVALON-SIXX
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    I'm waiting for the angels of avalon
    waiting for the eastern glow
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    The feline padded over and closed her eyes. "May he rest in piece." Murmured the she-cat, the nurse walked up beside Thane and put an assortment of rosemary, mint, and lavender on his body. "Goodbye, friend."
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    Hey, she hadn't been around for most of Riddlekit's lifespan, but *, this was still sad. She padded over solemnly, stopping a little bit away. She could just make out the picture in his paws, and her heart melted. He died so young. Was the thought bouncing around in her skull, and she flattened her ears in sadness.
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    Sylvie had seen Riddlekit around, once or twice, while her
    other half had seen him more frequently. It was safe to assume that neither halves
    had ever gotten to know the rhyming kitten so well, however entertaining his rhymes
    were, even if he had possibly stopped rhyming before his death. The jackalope
    dipped her head in respect, she gotten a glimpse of the picture out of the corner
    of her eye - he was only a child - and stepped back. Her expression was grim,
    unreadable. How sad, a child falling victim at the hands of fire.