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| [fancypost bgcolor=none; border: none; width: 200px; padding: 0; padding-top: 120px; height: 180px; background: url(http://38.media.tumblr.com/7e9…2r4wW3S81szzyavo1_250.gif)][fancypost bgcolor=black; border-top: double 4px white; border-bottom: double 4px white; width: 197px; padding: 0; height: 50px; opacity: 0.4][fancypost bgcolor=none; border: none; text-align: center; font-family: Georgia; FONT-SIZE: 20pt; color: white; text-transform: uppercase; text-shadow: 0px 0px 5px white; height: 50px; width: 195px; padding: 0; margin-top: 10px] DRAGONPAW [/fancypost][/fancypost][/fancypost] |
[fancypost bgcolor=white; border: none; width: 220px; padding: 0; height: 300px; margin-left: -5px][fancypost bgcolor=none; border: none; width: 210px; height: 290px; padding: 5px; overflow: auto; line-height: 120%; font-size: 11.5px; text-align: justify; color: #aeaeae;font-family:segoe ui light] He'd been at it again, frantic, panting, waltzing back and forth in the midst of night to try to sleep but he couldn't. The panic had awoken him, stiffened his limbs and locked his mind in a total abyss. The way he'd killed the Skyclanner, the way his paws had trembled then and the way they trembled now. Then they had refused to move. Now they scratched at his chest. Then he had pondered his actions. Now there was no mistaking what the achilles desired most. In his frenzied stupor that day, Dragonpaw had craved power to the point that the longing made him dangerous, coated his claws with venom and his heart with iron. He'd been powerful. He'd been so powerful that he had forgotten what made him weak. There was no thoughts of his parents when he lost it, no siblings or the love he saw shared between parent and child in the wake of his bustling clan. Everything had narrowed itself down to a dark, blank slate and he loved it. For seconds, he was neither fearful of death nor anxious. Dragonpaw, for a moment, had become everything he had ever desired. And he wanted more. But for the moment, his body was raked with chills at the thought. He had began to wonder.. why? Panic enveloped his being at the thought, perhaps he was dying? Perhaps he'd contracted an illness no one had ever heard of or warned about and this was it. Under the star lit sky, in the wake of the quiet temple, he felt as if he would die. And before too long, the pain was raking him, choking him. The gray tabby began convulsing, violently, vomiting protruding from his lips and covering him just as hot blue flames licked at his pelt and began to do the impossible. They changed him. When the seizing halted, the achilles still felt queasy, fighting back the contents of his stomach from releasing themselves all over the ground. In the place of his tiny gray form, Dragonpaw had become a cougar, retaining his icy blue gaze and gaining the brand new attribute of flames that licked at the heels of his paws. There were no mirrors to allow him to see such a change and if their even was, the achilles wasn't conscious long enough after the change to even be able to observe so. The apprentice collapsed with a small thud, still shivering lightly from the shock of it all. [/fancypost][/fancypost] |
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