I think I'm sick (pafp!)

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    (part of me thought it would be neat for possession to happen, but i don't think we can do that in trad haha. Redpaw could get hysterical and attack swftpaw? or the both of them could follow a voice and get lost or something?)


    Redpaw shut his eyes and exhaled softly, focusing his thoughts. "Hello spirits.." He began trying to sound loud and confident. "I know you're near, you can smell the blood. Come ancestors! I command you to come to me! Hear my voice, rise up from the darkness!" He called out, eyes still closed.

    ———— SWIFTPAW ————


    // The following a voice and getting lost idea works for me :)


    Swiftpaw copied his companion and shut his eyes, listening to Redpaw speak the words of the ritual. At one point, he opened one of them to see what was going on, but nothing obvious had changed; they were still sitting on the open moor in the darkness, surrounded by the remains of their rabbit. A cool breeze ruffled the fur on the apprentice's back and stirred a patch of nearby heather.


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    (love your writing skills btw!)


    Redpaw could feel his chest swelling with anticipation, his heart beat quickening. The cold breeze sweeping by made him feel heard, as if perhaps.. this could work out. Maybe they'd hear something. Maybe they'd SEE SOMETHING. Maybe they would be given powers! Or forbidden information!! A devious smile stretched across his face as he continued, "I feel you there! Don't be shy. We have plenty of youth and power to offer you. Step forth oh grand ones, show me your evil secrets, show me the path to destruction!" He yowled the words, eyes still glued shut. The wind seemed to rustle by aggressively, audibly shaking around the leaves and shrubbery nearby. It was a cold that bit down hard into their fur, it tore away any warmth they held. "I am overwhelmed by your presence! Please, speak to me! Speak to me and my companion, we bleed for you!" He added, having to speak even louder to cut through the growing sounds of the wind. The tom's pinkish stare shot open, piercing through the darkness for a sign of success. "Show me what to do! Tell me what you desire!" He called out, only for the wind to stop.


    Oh no.. The rustling and the wind, it all stopped the second he opened his eyes. Had he ruined it by peeking? He was unaware that Swiftpaw had also peeked.. had they both accidentally ruined the session. He swallowed hard trying to suppress the anger he was feeling. It couldn't end yet, he was so close! He was about to open his mouth and suggest their next step, when a soft noise emitted from his right.


    It was a voice, whispering. It sounded soft and warm, like it belonged to an gentle elder cat. The voice had a draw to it, almost physically pulling the two toms towards it. Redpaw's head snapped to the right, ears perked forward. "Did you hear that?" He whispered quickly to Swiftpaw, gaze locked on the direction of the voice. It had been inaudible.. which naturally made him want to approach it.

    ———— SWIFTPAW ————


    // aww thanks x3 Maybe they could be led into another Clan's territory? Idk if it makes sense for Swiftpaw to get lost on his own territory since he's 8 moons and knows it pretty well...


    Evil ways? The path to destruction? Swiftpaw stifled a shudder as he realized that he and Redpaw were not trying to contact StarClan, but the cats of the Dark Forest. He hadn't been entirely sure that the Dark Forest was even a real place, just a nursery tale that his mother had told him to scare him into behaving, and he secretly hoped that nothing would happen. Maybe Redpaw was just delirious. As his companion's voice grew louder and louder, Swiftpaw simply wished he were back in his den, asleep.



    The black and white tom's ears pricked as the wind stopped and he listened intently for whatever might have been out there. Slowly, he opened his eyes and glanced around. He was about to suggest they just eat the rabbit and head home when he, too, heard the unintelligible sounds of speaking. He stared into the darkness in the direction that the sound had whispered from.


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    (heh yeah i figured they'd be somewhere outside of windclan territory, where shall they end up?)


    As both toms stood rigid in the silence, another soft and haunting whisper flowed into their ears. It was still impossible to tell exactly what it was saying.. Redpaw's curiosity bloomed. His mouth hung open in a large smile and he instantly padded off in the direction of the voice. It was calling him.. the dark ones! They were calling him!! The pale feline followed as the voice seemed to call out several more times, leading him in many different directions. Every so often he thought he could see a shadow slink away, the silhouette of a cat rustle in the leaves, he was catching glimpses of something so grand! It fueled him even more. "What is it my lords? What are you saying?" He asked aloud, stopping to listen for a response. He wasn't paying attention to whether Swiftpaw was behind him or not, he was pretty focused on his current little adventure.