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    [img width=350]http://photo.goodreads.com/groups/1337551749p8/3726.jpg[/img][align=center]The Masked Assasins

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    J u s t A K i t t e n T a l e ? . . . . .


    Creed had once been known as " CreedTail" and had once been Property Of WindClan. But dark spells had been cursed among his Clan, and darkclouds had begun to eat his clan Alive. Little by little, strange toxic scents continued to increase around the borders. They had the bitterness of ShadowClan and grew in the same pattern each day. Without any further information, or second Opinions, Windclan doubted ShadowClan For This. Now...Half of this was True. It was shadowClan alright, and CreedTail was assure of it. But It belonged to Someone who Once had loyalties to ShadowClan. And Lived Beyond BrokenStar's Return. It was cat even more Gritty then BrokenStar, and far more evil. The clan Leaders who got the last of him never spoke about him...Never. CreedTail and a few other cats Where sent towards ShadowClan to mention this problem. Yes, usually it was Explained at gatherings, but it had gotten far to worse to wait. CreedTail confronted the Hostile leader and didn't hesitate. " The scents on our Border..." he began and explained. Suddenly, the leader's face sunken back, his eyes paranoid in fear. Waiting for a response, This feared CreedTail about as much. Nothing in his face could detect a single spark of a lie. The leader fell silent and beckoned them back to their clans. Now their was the old leader He knew. Hissing and Spitting as he forced them out the camp. But still, CreedTail was afraid and some of his patrol noticed it too. When they returned and reported it, his leader fell silent. reluctantly spilling out each word. " Impossible..."



    Soon, CreedTail the rest of Windclan and some of ShadowClan where sent to lock down these foul creatures. They had ventured deep into the Forest, a stinging mist penetrating the eerie night. But suddenly, the scent mark had disappeared. They couldn't follow it back because the scent was a mess with the mist fogging up their minds. Suddenly, as If they had crossed a specific line. A small group of cats came in on their cue. Their tails flowing fluently through the thick liquid that clung in the air. The silhouttes of four broad cats, atleast two-times taller then CreedTail confronted them. Their faces where undetectable, as if they plastered a mask across their faces. Their eyes glowing a powerful green, sparking with the evil spirits that consumed them......



    At that was it. The last they ever heard of CreedTail and the WindClan patrol. Nothing but a dark tale the queens tell their Bravest Kits. But some say their souls have been flipped inside out. Those toxic cats had taken them in...erased all they had remembered....And sparked a new interest in their minds. They had become apart of them....[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=black; borderwidth=1px; background:url('http://i50.tinypic.com/33dw9it.png'); width: 420px; margin-top: 3px; border-radius: 20px;]


    S h a l l ' W e B e g i n?



    Now with your help, Our Tribe sha'll Rise. Every cat from clan cats to rougues will hear our name bounding from each twist and turn. The Masked Assasins...


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    M e e t T h e T r i b e . . . . O r I s I t T o o L a t e?


    Lead Assasin ( Leader) ~ [b]Creed


    Second Assasin ( Deputy) ~ Ethernal


    Healer ( All though, we still have no beliefs) ~ Lion


    Masked Assasins ( Warriors) ~ Feather


    Claws (Apprentices) ~ Ashy
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    [font=segoe print][color=purple]S i g n U p L i n k :3


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    [font=andale mono][color=red]Credit goes to Dakota for the FancyPost <3

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    IC:


    IC: Creed was perched on a mid-low branch, where the shadows disguised half of his ink-flurred body. The other half of his sleek pelt was darkened in the afternoon's dim clouds lapping the eerie skies. His gaze stretched endlessly along the dead oustkirts of the clearing until it could see nothing more than beyond. Sounds of faded whispers from the bare trees reached his advanced ears. Creed sniffed greedily, looking forward to his next prey. But the forest seemed nearly still for a moment, no rustles of paws he had been looking forward too . Creed growled in his disappointment, silently shifted his weight only using the thin layer of branch for support.

    A silver-grey tabby she-cat was perched on a different tree, barely visible. Feather looks around.


    Ashy's eyes looked at the ground as she sat in a tree alone, nobody around her as far as she knew. Her face shone brightly, as she flicked her ears up. She twitched at a sound nearby. and silently rose, going low into a crouch and steadying her gaze on the ground again. She breathed a sigh of relief as the mouse below and infront of her didn't move, so she skillfully leaped down, landing a firm paw on it, and held it up by the tail. "Stupid prey." She dangled it in her nails, watching it.

    Creed moaned and silently rose to his paws, bounding down the wavering tree limb and landing with ease. He quickly then headed towards the barn, passing by Ashy's presence, Creed gave her a firm glance. But it was somewhat softer than usual. For a female apprentice, she was catching on quickly. Creed's cold stare flickered by the shivering trees as he reached the abanded barn. The broad tom quickly sqeezed himself through the tightened space and entered onto the first floor.

    She killed the mouse instantly, a nip would do the trick, and walked off to the barn with it in her mouth, pretending to be a boy, she held up her chest and pretended to be bold. She put her ears forward and flicked her tail as she went through the tiny space in the barn to enter. She ran and put it in the fk pile.


    OCC:: (How bout' Creed only knows shes a girl)?

    OOC: ACK! sorry, I totally forgot about that xD I can chnge my post if you want lol :3

    OOC: Alright, then we stick with ' Creed only knows' ;D ;D

    OCC;; Okay dokey! :3


    IC/RP:
    Ashy made her way to her den, briefly saying "Hi." To creed as she saw him. "Whats up?"

    He lashed his tail frequently and eventually spoke up. " Nothing Much, It's been somewhat still lately."

    She smiled warmly. "Awezome!" She said, and did a little dance, then ran to the apprentice den.

    There are 7 floors on this house. The first is a casual walk-through kind of thing, it has the Fk pile too. The second floor is the dining area, we usually gather and eat prey there. The third floor are the warriors den. The fourth is the medicane cats den. The fifth is the deputy's place, and the sixth floor belogns to the leader. There is also a hidden basement found beneath a broken tile on the first floor in case of emergancies. Sorry for not adding these things on the sign up pages and all...I'll get it done soon if more cats come, I don't think it's that important for now.



    IC: Creed Lowered His Ears as he watched her playfully bound away. [i]If she was going to keep a secret, Ashy needed to do better than that. [/i] Creed was afraid she couldn't pull off this secret so easily, if she couldn't, doubt would go to him. He shuddered miserably and continued with his life casually.

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    Ashy stopped, seeming to get the massage, and went to the apprentice's den, her eyes narrowing forward.


    OCC;; 'I am Xarrow and I aprove the territory!'

    OOC: Lol XD



    IC: Creed skillfully skidded up to the sixth floor, His floor. Creed was very fond of his own space, this floor flattered him that he had all this room just for him.


    OOC: Gotta Go :( tommorow is school AGAIN ! xD

    OCC;; Hack. I know. I started today, and it was awesome! I got a succer!


    IC:
    The apprentice lay in the room, snuggling into her nest and falling asleep quickly.

    OOC: [b][sup]:3



    IC: Creed remembered the fresh kill pile hungrily, but sleep had settled down into his paw and he figured he would call everyone to dinner after his nap. Everyone was hungry after their nap? He purred restlessly as he made himself snug in his comfortable nest.

    Ashy dreamed about something weird. It was her... In a beautiful queen's nest, and surrounded be a brother and sisters. She was only a kit, and she looked up at her mother.