Bringing Home the Spoils of War || Fern & Cyclone

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    Stars, hide your fires; Let not light see my black and deep desires.


    ♚ It had taken cunning, and a hunt of malicious deviousness but with their prize in tow Severa held her head high, despite the small line of blood split across her nose. It probably wouldn’t even scar—after Veles tearing her ear while she slept the she-cat found the fight with the Thunderclanner exhilarating, fun. And with the tom now in theirs to command, a twisted sense of pleasure filled her heard and she glanced back at him as she lead the way into the Blood House.


    She hadn’t had much of a conversation with Fernonia, still hadn’t as they had methodically and viciously completed their task. She searched for the she-cat who ought to be taking up the rear, guarding the tom from attempting an escape. But once inside the house, all hope would be lost, and her lips split into a wide sharp smile. She turned around quickly, striding around their captive. “What should we do first with him, do you think, Fern?”



    FERNONIA.   cyclonebluster.  




    FERNONIA "QUEEN BEE"
    "I'M A QUEEN NOT A PRINCESS"

    As Fern's arm was fully healed, The young tyro was able to move around the clan. She was excited due to the fact that she was mobile again. The only thing that sucked was that she was still walking with a little bit of a limb. Coming over toward Servera, Fern looked at the clan cat that she was looking at. "Poor little clan cat. I wonder how he would look with a bunch of scar's across his face." She flicked tail as she looked at the enemy.


    "Speech"

    If it hadn't been for Caledon's earlier generosity with the rats, Cyclonebluster would have been so lax when he'd scented BloodClan. He should have known better: the devil won you over with sweet words. He'd allowed one glimpse of kindness from the BloodClan leader to distract him from the monstrous stories that his Clanmates had told him. Now he was paying the price for that.


    Although he'd fought desperately once he'd realized that the two BloodClanners didn't plan on playing nice, by the time Cyclone arrived at the Blood House, he seemed sapped of his former strength. His twisted jaw was bent aggressively, a far cry from the friendly crook he usually wore, as his two captors approached him. The ThunderClanner's hazel eyes had been flitting around, searching for a way to get himself out of his current mess, but he forced them to focus on Severa and Fern. They were trying to scare him, he realized dully, but he hadn't been raised with the same fear of BloodClan that most of his Clanmates had. He hadn't even heard of the group before joining ThunderClan, and he refused to be cowed by them...if only it was as easy as that. Fighting to keep his voice steady, Cy demanded, "What do you want with me?"

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    A captured ThunderClanner? Cole watched as the cats entered the blood house, a sense of unease filling his gut as he watched on with a spark of pity glittering amidst his piercing, glacial blue eyes. The light brown tom padded closer, giving Cyclonebluster a gentle look. He'd have to help this tom escape somehow. Cole wouldn't stand by while the innocent suffered. But for now, he could do nothing but watch, as the new BloodClanner settled into a watchful sitting position nearby, hoping things wouldn't get too bloody.


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    — QUIT WITH ALL THAT TOUGH TALK

    Don had heard the commotion and curiously inched closer to tigerpaw, watching the unfolding scene with disapproving eyes. The lengthy tom had hoped that this capture was just a scare tactic to get clan cats to leave them alone. Or maybe they were sadist that enjoyed harming others. Don couldn't care less about their occupation, he just hoped the scene would get interesting.