Y[o]u taught me to be strong and get through it {open, Frightfur needed}

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    So, the whispers had brought her to Riverclan. Was she staying? Hell no, she had a war to fight, and her partner was MIA. She'd been searching, with no signs. Elektra was giving up hope on the one she loved, but she just couldn't bring herself to let go completely. Because once she let go, there was nothing tying her to this world.


    Well, except for one other *ing *. Rumor had it he'd been spotted around Riverclan, and if you thought she was happy to hear her so-called father was still alive and kicking, you would be very mistaken. She was quite the opposite. Still, she couldn't quite believe the little birds that sang for her (mostly because they were being tortured for other information at the time and would've said anything to save their sorry lives), so she decided to check it out for herself.


    The torbico sat on the border, agitated, but holding it in well.
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    Greeting someone even in foreign territory? Well, much obliged. He supposed he may as well. Maybe Alfred would be proud or something. Lord knows where the asshole was though. Cherry red eyes hidden behind his shades, the ruddy brown Labrador swallowed thickly. Country boy wasn't 100% sure what they did with joiners here n' fishclan, but he'd uh...try and take a guess at what they did, randomly. "Yo." he decided to say, pulling off his best pokerface. Or, he was. Now a small, sheepish grin tugged at his otherwise expressionless features. He sighed internally.















    He tilted down his shades a bit to look at her, raising a hypothetical eyebrow. "Doll, why are y'all sittin' on the border? Do you want me to ask your name n' buisness r somethin?" He was imposing the question knowing full well he was asking either way. And in a way, he already had. Now his bright gaze was on her as he waited, mild anxiety prickling at his pelt as he did so. Anxiety on his part however, was not unusual. It was actually normal. And in a way, it worked for him. The cool-guy thing was definitely a facade In his opinion, but for some reason not a lot of people could see through it. Which was fine. He didn't care what people thought of him.







    At the moment, he just cared about this cats name and business.




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    "i think that is what they want, yes."
    comforting would hop forward, the black rabbit glancing towards the newcomer after glaring at cassius. of course, she didn't need to growl at him, but better safe than sorry with some of these adults. they were a bit pushy, after all.
    glancing towards the newcomer-also an adult, she noted- the flemish giant would look down on the cat with an idle twitch of her ear.
    "so, who are you? why are you... visiting?"
    realizing halfway through her words that they could be taken rudely, comforting decided to substitute a nicer, less abrasive word than just 'here'. hopefully it would show that she wasn't trying to be mean, if she was.


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    Elektra smirked at Cassius and the other. "[color=red]The only thing you need to know is that I'm looking for Frightfur. If he is here, go get him, and if he is not, I'll be on my way.    " Honestly she was hoping he wasn't around and that what she was told were just lies.
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    He lay in his bed somewhere in a place that was quiet and away from all of those that he hated. Of course, in Riverclan his bed consisted of soggy pillows and sorry looking feathers of birds that he loved to kill so much. It was hard to get used to not living in a house, especially with a former human's soul. His super-senses caught just what was too close to the border. He'd be sh*tting with himself if he said he didn't recognize her. Of course, this was his daughter.


    Elektra. He had left her behind, been forced to leave her behind, in the hellhole that was Colouredclan. He never thought he'd see her again. F*ck this he thought,I'm not gonna show. And he rolled over to lay on his face, ignoring the macabre chest spike of his that tore into the cushion beneath him.


    Yet, sometime later, the familiar clicking of his mechanical paws swam through the air as the servaline freak arrived upon the border. His pale lips tugged into a frown and he carried no candy with him, for once. Of course, he wondered how she knew how to find him here. He supposed his appearance was iconic and people would always talk even if it had to be forced outta them. Riverclan was sorta his home...as was Skyclan, but at the same time, his loyalty wavered and his sense of home was vague.


    "No need to pester her anymore. I know this one," he said as he slid up past Cassius and Comforting,"Elektra? Why come looking for me? I thought everyone in Colouredclan branded me a traitor, or simply forgot I ever existed. I mean, I'm glad to see you..." His green eyes were unsettled. He had told himself if he ever saw someone he had once knew, he'd kill them on sight...but Elektra, she would fight back and it had to be different for her, surely? But his breath still came short and he seemed to be working himself up for a fire.


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    'No need to pester her anymore.' Well it wasn't like being an annoying border drone was his hobby or something. People didn't come to see him unless he was in trouble. That, or if someone died. He'd gotten an alarming amount of people coming to tell him sh!t like that. Sometimes he didn't know who the hell they where talking about. God, he wasn't a consultant, he just didn't tell you to shut up.




    "Ah, okay. Not even gettin' payed minimum wage for this." he was using his dry sense of humor again. A small smile tugged at his usually expressionless features. He adjusted the shades that hid bright cherry red eyes, backing up a few steps, and turning around to leave these folk to their own business. See, country boy wasn't interested in being a snoop. Especially not to strangers. Thats why he left the scene, without announcing so.




    He didn't need to be tied down to listen to all of this. Besides, he knew if he wanted to talk with someone, he wouldn't want a bunch of people crowding around to hear his business. Now he was thinking of something else. Some new chords to try out for a song or some sh!t. He was thinking of using A minor scale for this. A minor was kind of haunting, but it would be fun to work with.




    And thus, cowboy vanished to go work with his guitar or something in peace, and the isolation the antisocial dog came to treasure, due to it being few and far between.

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    And of course, then he showed. A wave of emotions raged within her. First there was relief that he was alive, and jubilation, and then there was hurt that he hadn't returned or even said goodbye, and then there was anger.


    She wanted to hug him, but instead, her arm went up to slap him hard across the face. Whether the strike hit true or not, she'd tremble a bit. "[color=red]You left me. I thought you wouldn't leave me and then you left me. Left your home. Without a goodbye. I thought you were dead! How could you? Not even a f*ing note? What the hell was so wrong that you disappeared in the night without telling anyone and making me think you'd died?" There were equal parts anger and hurt in her voice. She'd been left too many times like she was a worthless piece of s* and it hurt more than she was willing to admit.


    Was it her? Was there something so wrong with her that everyone just walked out on her? Granted, she did walk out of Colouredclan after Yuri and then her parents were gone, but there was nothing tying her there anymore.
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    Seeing Elektra made Edward think of Hohenheim - his father. He had only called him Dad once. Anger raised through his gut, and he wanted to start yelling too, however the automail fitted wolfdog sat nearby and watched with dim eyes. Hohenheim had left him, his brother, and mother with money and a house. Then he disappeared.




    Few years passed, and their mother died. Edward used to blame Hohenheim for their problems, then he ended up blaming himself - as he always did now. The wolfdog sighed, settling his broken let on the ground and glancing at his empty port. He winced as he caught a smell of it. No oil bore on the port - something he would need to fix soon. His eyes slid back towards the child yelling at the father, and sighed to himself.
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    Turning now towards the scene with her tail low, the impaired Head Riverguard shakily arriving and watching the scene fold out. She hoped that Frightfur's daughter would not attack him-- she was far too weak as of right now to be jumping into action and helping to fend her off. That was the only downside to being powerless. You were rendered useless when you were sick or injured.


    Already growing to dislike Elektra for coming off as arrogant and demanding, the bony Head Riverguard would narrow her eyes and slowly lower her tired body to the ground, lashing her snake-like tail across the soft grass underfoot.


    And then, the girl began to yell, causing the near-elderly feline to prick her ears and go unblinking. Would there be violence? ...Yes.


    The slap made Warblerwing instantly raise, her lip curling back in a defensive growl. She would easily be beaten in a fight in this sickly state, but she would not let anyone step all over her clanmates. [i]No one.

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    The strike sung true and he was shocked. Soldier, gangster, screw cat-like reflexes, all of that didn't matter, he didn't prepare for an attack from his own daughter. Even if she was an assassin and hit like a f*cking ox. The slim-bodied serval swayed and he fell over before he speedily caught himself on his clanking forepaws. His muscles were strained and his breath slowed, despite his heart rate increasing.


    Okay...he did leave her. He messed up and he messed up bad. And he wasn't supposed to leave her because he and Lucien adopted her from abandonment and he couldn't imagine how that had felt a second time. Perhaps he did really truly regret leaving her behind...but the others? All of Colouredclan could go to hell. That place wasn't his home and it never would be and he wouldn't pretend like it was again, either. Riverclan may not ever feel like home, nor Skyclan, nor any clan he set foot upon, but he had to try to not feel out of place a little...somehow, someway.


    "What the hell was so wrong that I disappeared? I killed mufasa Yuri! Dead! And he forced me away and to not ever in this life or the next, not ever, return. I had no choice, please, Elektra.


    It's not you. It wasn't your fault, either. And—no, there was nothing you could have done about it even then and maybe not even now. Hell yeah, a note would have been nice...I don't know what I was thinking."


    It was so very irritating and awkward and wrong to have all these people around. Especially after what he just admitted. No one wanted an exiled leader-killer in their clan. No one had known...until now. The Edener, Cassuis had left. The other edener, Edward, watched still.


    Warblerwing seemed ready to fight for him and he didn't know what made her want to. He had never done anything for the Head Riverguard; he hardly passed her any friendly words. Confusion ad pure shame crossed his face and he really, really wished he could get his hands on one of his tranquilizers or a sucker, anything sweet, to distract him from these horrible emotions.



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    "[color=red]Yuri blamed you, but it wasn't really your fault. I was mad at first, too, but after a while I realized that while you were stupid, he was just as bloody stupid and he didn't have to go against you. But you left me, and then Yuri did too, and god knows where Lucien is -- and I swear to god if you tell me he's also alive I'm going to go kill someone -- and there was nothing nothing I had left. Not even a note. So no, I don't forgive you, not yet. Because it was your choice, your choice to roll over and not have a bloody care about what you had!    " She still wanted to hug him, but she didn't want to hit him again. But she wasn't sure if she was in control again, or if her rage was still, well, raging.


    Because no matter how much she wanted to hate him, she did also love her father. Yes, she was pissed as hell at him, but he didn't say that he hated her, or despised, or even regretted her. So at least that was something, right?


    So why was she still so angry? "[color=red]I..." She wanted to say 'I love you', but even her voice was threatening to betray her and turn 'love' into 'hate'. And she didn't want to shout a lie in front of everyone.
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    ohh, this was a problem. the small male hid himself behind a bush, trying to hide himself as his bell jingled. he let out small scared beeps, hoping that radium or tadashi would show up.



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    Yuri. He went against him because of personal disputes. When he slipped up, it was a perfect opportunity to throw him out for good, so that they didn't have to pretend to act as if they were on the same side anymore.


    –but it wasn't really your fault."


    Was it? Was it really my fault? he asked silently. In the moment it had happened, he had laughed and cried at the same time, but inwardly he only felt relief...and then horror (and was that a tinge of guilt?) when the crushed body became alive again. Because sh*t, he had messed up. He didn't regret any of it. He only hated Yuri for sensing him away.


    And Lucien... He had been alive all this time. Hardly. Fright had only seen him once and he seemed like he may die of sadness, but that wasn't completely new. Another daughter of his had died due to a plague that had swept through damn Shadowclan. The white serval had no idea where the split-tail healer was now and it made him angry because he needed to know badly. He told himself to not mention him to Electra. It would be better that way, else he would become sad, too.


    He pointed his too large ears backward, still trying to fight back the fire that wanted to retort to her angry words. Jesus, he really needed a tranquilizer right now. It hurt. He had thrown things away that he could never hope to get back. He didn't want to go back. He wanted to stay far away from the past and burn whatever resurfaced.


    "Fine. Play it that way. I don't ask to be forgiven. But don't talk to me about what I once had. I have disowned it all. I even dropped my old family names. They're gone now, too. And...and you must know I have my own agenda," and that involved killing Yuri that day, among other things. He wasn't loyal. At her unfinished sentence, he raised a brow and frowned. "I love you, too."


    He wouldn't let her say it.


    He'd not let her mess it up.


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    Disowned it all? Did that mean he disowned her too? But he said he loved her...


    Anger made her nostrils flare again, but his last words rang in her ears, and she expelled her breath in a sigh as her tensed shoulders and head relaxed. He knew what she was going to say -- she didn't have to say it. She couldn't stay, though. But she did make a mental note not to hurt any Riverclanners ever as long as her dad was there.


    With that, she bobbed her head and spun around and took off without another word. Was there really anything left to say, though?
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    When rage supercharged her again, he wondered, considered, very strongly what she'd do next. Sure, she had hit him once, but it was nothing and nothing else followed the first blow. Yet, he did remember her 'spar' against Nighttales back in Colouredclan. She had been angry or berserk. He prayed for whatever drove her to do that to hide away for now. Let that be unleashed upon real enemies and those who deserved it.


    When the rage vanished and she began to move again, this time away. Away from him. He held his breath, but forced himself to stay quiet. He needed to gather no more attention from others who were already present. With her figure disappearing from his vision, he considered if he'd ever see her again. And he wanted to know where she was going. Being alone was hell and they both knew it. Yet, she had not asked to stay and he supposed she had her own agenda, just as he had his.


    Finally, he breathed a breath when she was gone, looked those around him in the eye, and said,"Leave me alone for the rest of the day, please..."


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