Cave Adventure (GlitteringMoon & Open]

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    The kit settled himself down, he grasped the she-cat's paws tighter. He appeared almost protective of the paws, almost as if they were his meal that he didn't wish to share. He'd allow the blood to drip from her paws before he tenderly lapped the blood, a purr rumbling deep within his voice box, before he chewed a little and allowed them to bleed a little more. He continued this pattern, allowing the cuts to bleed before he licked them with his rough tongue, until he re-opened the cut. His eyes were closed, his claws would sheath and unsheath. But now he hadn't only found how much he loved to cause pain, but he realised he had a love for blood.

    Nym glared at the kitten, before slowly yanking her paw away and rising, setting her bloody paw down, her whole ankle slowly ripped with blood, the scratch stretching until it reached almost above her ankle, she gritted her teeth, front claws flexing with pain. She had lied about not having any feeling in her back paws, she wanted to see what the kit would do, she wouldn't tell his father, no, that was a bad idea, blood slowly coursed to the floor, her blue eyes flashed with pain and she took in a sharp breath, blood darkening and steaming once it hit the cold icy ground. Her ears flattened, her long pluming tail catching droplets of blood as it swung simply from side to side, leaving a red strwam flowing steadily down to the dimly lit thirsty black flower

    When Nym pulled her paw away, Blackkit tried to persue. A tiny growl was emitted from his throat, he didn't wish to give up her paw just yet. However he calmed himself down and allowed his pelt to softened, he rasped a forepaw across his muzzle to wipe away the blood. He was oblivious to her pain, his beady green eyes closed for a moment.
    "Where are we going now?" He queried after a moment.
    He still wished to explore but knew that his father was probably growing tired waiting for them.

    Nym couldn't answer, tears pouring from her eyes as she beckond for the kit to follow her, stumbling on her horrid aching paws, she paused before slipping into the shadows out of the tunnel.


    [i]"The city, for your father, and I lied about their being no feeling in my back paws Blackkit, pain" She murmured slowly "Isn't a happy thing, and most cats don't know that until they've tasted it, I'm sure you have, but" Her tears sparkled like mirrors "After you've killed a cat, loving the rip of fur, you'll regret it no matter what you say now, you'll wake up every morning wishing you never had when those cats horrid screams return to your ears and all the memories come crashing back down, good memories are easy to forget when your filled with joy and slipping away from reailty, bad memories are engraved in your head, like blood stains, they don't wash away like the tide" [/i] Her beautiful voice hung in the air, as if the cave was afraid to echo it back and with that she was limping down the old tunnel

    Blackkit wasn't overly pleased that Nym had lied to him, in fact his ears flattened in anger. But as she spoke to him, his ears perked and he listened intently. He didn't agree with her, in fact he did want to kill a cat and experience their horrendous screams of pain.
    "No," He retorted. "I'd love to kill, not only for blood and pain but for pleasure and longing."
    He then gasped, a look of shock grew within his eyes, as he remembered he didn't wish to tell her. He cursed under his breath, his gaze followed as he watched Nym limp down the tunnel.
    "You don't hate me, or think little of me, do you?" He queried, a thought then occured to him. "Do you think you could teach me to kill?"

    At those words the voices came pouding back into Nym's head, her whole body went limp and she fell to the ground, jher breathing slowed and slowed until you couldn't tell wether she was alive or dead, her eyes still wide open, her claws raked the ground for a long moment, leaving horrid screeching sounds echoing through the cave until she could see and feel no more, the world whirled around her and her eyes rolled up in her head. Bird chirped and twittered in a sweet serinaid, Pentes redish cream pelt flashing by her side as she ran and giggled with him through the wild flowers, she let out a sigh of relife pouncing on him and seeing he was real, his sparkling figure twirling around with her, Pente, Pente, Pente!!

    Blackkit didn't know what to do, after all she had passed out before. Without hesitating the tom bounded down the tunnel until he found the exit. He knew he needed to tell his father, after all he didn't have a clue how to heal or look after a sick cat.
    "Dad, Nym has passed out!" He bellowed, his eyes wide in shock.


    Shadowshine had been perched upon a rock, allowing the last of the sun to warm his pelt. His amber eyes were closed, his breathing steady, until he heard the pawsteps of a cat. He jerked his head around, noticing that Blackkit was by himself. He needn't know what his son was going to say, he had an idea that something had happened to Nymph. Without hesitating, he jumped from the rock and galloped down the tunnel. He followed the scent of the she-cat, until he found her on the ground.
    "Nymph!" He cried, he lowered himself down until his nose was brushing against her cheek.

    Nym's breath wasn't visible, her eyes were open and glazed over. "Come on Nym, follow me!" Pente yowled with delight, running his tail along her flank and rushing through the tall red and yellow graces with her, his blue eyes as cold as Nymphaeas, she giggled and chased after him through the blinding sunlight "Pente!" She screamed happily, crashing ontop of him and rolling with her brother through the wild flowers, teras of joy streaming through her eyes, she'd never been so happy

    Shadowshine didn't know what to do, after all he wasn't a medicine cat but hoped he could at least get the she-cat to wake up.
    "Please Nymph, don't leave me!" He begged, nuzzling his nose into her neck fur as he done so. "Please come back to me."
    He began to rasp his tongue across her cheek, his forepaws were pressed upon her chest whilst moving in various directions. He wanted to try and warm her up as well as work some life into her unmoving body. As far as he could see, she wasn't breathing and her eyes were glazed, he couldn't help but believe she was dead.
    "I love you," He whispered into her ear.

    A deep horrid breath rippled through Nyms body, her legs still bleedping, her eyes came back to reality and she closed her eyes, the last bit of her tears dripping from them, splashing and glittering on the cave floor.


    "So close" She murmured, the words of Shadow Shine echoed in her ears, she swallowed greatly. Pentes scent still wrapped around her like a fog "I love you too" She managed out, before openeing her iridecent blue eyes all the way

    Shadowshine breathed, a gentle and relaxed intake which made him feel more at ease.
    "Oh, thank StarClan!" He cried, burying his face into her soft fur. "I thought you were dead."
    He allowed his silky tail to brush away the female's tears, his eyes gazed upon her before he noticed her bleeding leg
    "How'd you do that?" He queried. "Did you fall and knock yourself unconcious?"

    Nymph's eyes glazed over and she looked like she was going to pass out again "I must have" She murmured, after this there was a logn silence before her strange blue eyes met his, beginning to water again as Pente's smell slipped from her paw tips, unable to keep it clinging to her pelt any longer.


    "I was so close" She began to sob, msashing her head against the cave wall over and over again, beginning to scream louder, it bounding around the cave walls "I WAS SO CLOSE!!!"

    Shadowshine narrowed his eyes, he quickly dashed to the side of the she-cat to protect her head.
    "Please don't hurt yourself." He begged. "And what do you mean?"
    He was scared by the way the Nymph was acting, especially when his son was nearby.
    'Luckily enough he is outside the cave.'
    He didn't want her to scare him.

    Nymph collapsed to the floor, tail lashing yelling at herself in words that sounded like she was saying them backwards, jumbled together. She screamed and buried her head in his fur, huge trembles hitting her as she sobbed.


    "He was there, he was there, my Pente, he wanted me to go with him, I left him alone, AGAIN!" She began to snarl, one of her fangs bleeding from smashing her head against the wall.

    Shadowshine shushed the she-cat, not in a patronizing way but more in a soothing one. He wrapped his tail gently around her in a protective manner, all the while his maw was pressed against her ear.
    "It's okay," He began. "I'm sure he doesn't think you have."
    He didn't know what to say, worried in case Nymph lost control again.
    "How about we head to the Twoleg city and find somewhere to rest for the night?" He suggested, believing that she needed to rest.

    Nymph took a deep shuddering breath before blinking at him "I know a place we can rest, my friends are there, although I'm not sure you'll like them" Her eyes stopped watering and she let out a sad, faint purr, gazing at him kindly, her heart beat slowing to a normal rate.

    "I don't care, I'm sure I'll get on with them, but as long as we can rest for the night then everything will be fine with me." Shadowshine returned the purr. "Do you need a helping paw to stand, seeing as you're paw looks badly injured?"
    He nudged the she-cat affectionately, hoping that she was just tired. He knew of her past but he hoped that she'd manage to calm down after a while, if not it didn't bother him.
    "How far is it to your friend's place?"

    "Not far" She murmured, standing easily, despite the blood pooling to the floor, like she was so used to pain it didnt bother her anymore, she led the toms out into the night, taking long strides before the glowing lights of the city hit their gaze, her blood had left a faint trail. She stopped on a huge grassy hill to admire the golden and red glittering lights of the black shadowy buuidlings that rose before them, it glowing in her blue eyes, the stars not visible it was so bright. She paused, sleeking down her fur for a moment before whistling a strange tune loudly. There was a huge grinding sound and a long iron grate opened, two pairs of gray and amber eyes met theirs. Their was a purr of delight, and huge muscular tom with starnge dim calico fur and white feet, with a big black nose leapt from the grate, followed by a small, smae colored she-cat, who was brimming with happiness. The tom rushed to Nym, grabbing her by the scruff and swinging her around, touching noses with her and nuzzling her happily, the she-cat ran to her on strange tip-toeing feet, leaping to her side while the tom licked her affectionatly.


    "Nym, our old gal, how you been sweet cheeks!" He yowled happily, Nym gave him a faint smile, taking the twos licks with kindness


    "Good, Shadow Shine, Black Kit, this is Patel Ghost and Deadly" She purred, pointing to the tom and then the she-cat kindly who were pressing close to her

    Shadowshine was close beside Nymph during the entire journey, his eyes fixated upon her constantly. He was deeply worried about her, wishing she hadn't hurt her pretty and delicate face. Of course he understood why, she had lost someone she loved and still hadn't come to terms with it.
    'If only she could take her anger out in some other way.' He thought, however he kept it to himself.
    But his amber eyes turned away from her as soon as the glow from the city began to glow from behind a hill. His mouth was agape, the glowing reflection shone within his eyes, as he stared upon the magnificent colours.
    "It's beautiful," He purred quietly, oblivious to Nymph whistling some sort of strange tune.
    But the grinding sound caused the tom to jump, he thrusted his son behind him until he knew what was going on. But judging by Nymph's relaxed posture, there was nothing to fear.


    He began to relax and allowed Blackkit to bound to Nymph's side, however he was cautious as soon as two cat's appeared. He watched as they bounded lovingly towards Nymph, carcassing her with licks of affection but that didn't bother Shadowshine. He dipped his head in respect to the two cat's, gesturing for Blackkit to do the same.
    "Nymph has told me she has good friend's who live within the city, it's nice to finally put a face to the name."

    Pastel Ghost was a rather ruggedly handsome tom, he bounded over to you and smiled "Who do we have here Nym, you back in business" He laughed playfully, Nym rolled her eyes tiredly, Deadly entwined her tail with Nyms, Nym led her kindly over to everyone. Pastel Ghost smiled at the she cat before looking back up at you "Deadly here can't talk, I'm her voice" Pastel Ghost purred kindly, wrapping his tail around Nymph's too, so the three of them were all bundled together, Nymph seriously stood out amoungst the two calico cats, her shining blue eyes against the gray and amber, her rather dull looking pelt compared to them, blood smeared along her head. Pastel Ghost looked her over and froze "Nymlet" He snapped, "You promised you wouldn't do this to Deadly and I again" He snarled, his voice becoming harsh, Nym's eyes grew wide and she looked herself over "Pastel Ghost, I-" She hung her head "I miss him so much" she murmured, Pastel Ghost's gaze softened and he nudged her down into the grate, their was a loud crash as she landed. Deadly didn't hesitate to leap down after Nymph, leaving Pastel Ghost alone with Shadow Shine and Black kit, he looked them over carefully, city lights dancing in his eyes, there was something strange about Pastel Ghost