Aching BONEs, Desolate CLANs. (BoneClan Joining Thread, feel free to enter!)

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    ''Not really,'' Silversliver. ''It was only on my brother Chappie's orders that I did it. I use to be his mindless little tool, but...after doing such a horrid deed for him, I realize that what I did was wrong."

    ''I doubt it.'' Silver said, licking a paw and swiping it over his ear a few times. "They're angery, hormonal and most of them witnessed a tom raping or beating a she-cat."

    The cold clutches of leafbare were clawing at the earth now, and it was showing in the decline of prey and the frost that was destroying the lush green of the world around her. Syrinx hated this time of year. It was like the world simply died for a few months. It only brought hardship and famine. Her claws ripped at the earth anxiously at the thought of the first hard leafbare she would have as a clan member after so many moons.


    She remembered, being clanborn before becoming a loner, how important the clan had to be to her. Those memories had tainted her when she was a loner, but now they only strengthened her commitment to BoneClan. Suddenly she stood and padded over to the Knights den. She couldn't just sit around while she could do something to make the hard winter a little easier.


    Like hunt, for example. "I'm going hunting. We're going to need to try and stock up on prey. Anyone interested is welcome to come with me." She pulled her head back out and padded away to sit at the entrance with her tail curled around her paws. Waiting patiently with her blue eyes as blank as stone for more cats to join her.

    Mercury padded along the cold ground, tasting the scent of she-cats and looking highly amused. He could already see the distaste of his brother, Saturn, next to him. The orange tabby turned to the cat who was walking so close to him that their pelts were barely touching. Saturn was flicking his tail irritably, clearing asking 'Why are we here? I don't want to be around a bunch of sniveling she-cats!


    "Dear brother, you must trust me on this if you wish to have vengeance." Saturn's eyes glinted with something evil now, and he seemed eased by that. He probably would have purred, if the thick pink flesh around his neck would have permitted it.


    Suddenly a brown tabby crashed through the undergrowth behind them and shattered the gleam of murder on Saturn's face. Saturn's roll of his eyes was enough of a response even without knowing he was muttering sarcastically, 'finally', under his breath.


    "Ah! I smell she-cats!" Jupiter purred and suddenly his paws were silent, as though they weighed less than feathers. The excitement was just as easy to sense as Saturn's resentment.


    "Yes, quite a large number of them," Mercury meowed in a smooth voice. Mercury was surprised Jupiter had gotten over the murder of his last mate so quickly.


    With a shrug and a flick of his tail, he started the party moving again. Curiosity is what had him moving towards the camp. He honestly thought he would find a a group of she-cats who he would have fun pushing his control over. After all, what better way to mess with his brother's minds than to bring a couple of she-cats along on their never ending journey? He would let his brother's have their fun too of course, but he had already decided to capture them as slaves for the long haul.

    Cheerio scrambled to his paws, getting dirt in his mouth while doing so...he could feel Dea getting closer and closer...his tiny paws were giving up as he finally, just barely crossed the line and collapsed there on the spot, heaving hard.

    ''Well at least we got him!'' Icekit said cheerfully, pointing at Runt with her tail.


    "Yeah, cuz I'm awesome!" Angelica purred. She decided not to point out the fact that she got Runt because she was a Serval, and they missed the others because they were...smallcats.

    Cheerio glanced up. "D-did I make it?" He meowed, his voice raspy from the little air until he finally caught his breath.

    ''You made it,'' Elizabeth said, stiffling a laugh. ''You guys look tuckered. Should I tell a story, then have you play another game?"

    Cheerio would have disagreed but he was too tuckered out to even complain so he only nodded in agreement. A story sounded swell.

    Runt was about to pounce on Icekit when Elizabeth said something about telling a story. Turning around, the young tom nodded.
    "A story sounds good!" He commented eagerly.
    So the black kit would listen to a story, then hopefully they would play another game of some sort. If not, then maybe he would continue with his interupted pounce at Icekit.

    "Hey you." Pixiestar, a giant Jungle Cat hybrid, jumped down from a tree. Two of her loyal Clanners, Luckyday and Wizard, came with her and together, they surrounded the toms.


    "You're coming with us."

    Handsome tore his gaze from Pixie to watch everyone leave. Where was he supposed to go? What would he do now? He'd moved up in the rankings, but never had he felt more alone. The snowshoe glanced back up at Pixiestar hopefully, thinking she might realize his situation.