[fancypost borderwidth=0px; ][sub] "Course. Uh sis... can I talk to you about something though?" She wanted at least one of her family members to know. To know about her deteriorating sanity and that she would very well not be breathing much longer if it kept the way it was.
Silentkit slept on, unaware of the impotant conversations going on around her. The kit's flank rose and fell peacefully.
ooc; I have no idea what to say, so I guess this is basically just a bump? 
[fancypost borderwidth=0px; ][sub] "My mental state is deteriorating from some mental illness, probably multiple afflictions. I'm going insane, dieing. So if I disappear can you tell the family I'm dead?" She said.
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The tiny tom kitten let out a pitiful wail, pumping the air with his tiny paws. Unlike his siblings, he had been unable to wriggle around and find nourishment.
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She slept on.
Low muse XD
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[justify]Coppermine hated his family. Each and every one of them. His parents died without saying goodbye, his siblings were never around or plainly dissapeared, and many were getting raped. Pathetic. "The only time you show up is when your kitting in the warmth of the clan that I worked through sweat and shear pain to obtain?" He wasn't Copperkit, the handsome charmer that had an exception of forgiving, anymore. This was the new Satan, the leader of BloodClan who would bring the true natural state back. "Where were you when I need you, Merc? Where were you when I became the father of seven litters?" The massive red tabby spat in disgust and traveled to the edge of the room, glaring at his sisters.[/justify]
[fancypost borderwidth=0px; ][sub] "That wasn't anyone's fault but your own. I understand the one with Haemon Mist because of the powers conflicting but honestly Copper. Besides, I disapeared because I'm dieing. There's no way around it, have been for a long time. Didn't want to weigh down the clan or you. I know you may hate me but I still love you like the brother you are and after Arsenic I couldn't weigh you down with another death. I hunted when my mind was clear, patrolled alone, kept my distance, silent." The red tabby said with a shrug breaking into a violent coughing fit then. "After all. Better to lose someone you hate then love right. I figured if you and everyone else hated me it would be less of a burden on you all." Sinisterdeception had always been complicated and she would die complicated. Everything she did had a reason. Everything she did had am effect.
Despite the vital conversation that occurred as he rested, Cataclysm was nearly oblivious to the fact that other cats were indeed in the same space as he was. He couldn't hear or see anything yet, but was able to smell a third cat enter and thus instantly awoke. Not really understanding the situation but feeling the sudden change of tone, the tom instantly became fearful.
Gathering up every bit of unlocked power behind his lungs, Cataclysm let out a yowl. Originally meant to come across as a warning to the other cat, it backfired and instead just sounded like a cry for help to his mother. Curling up into a tight little ball, the tom decided it would be easiest to just wait for his mother to come to the rescue.
Sounds good!
Silentkit smelled another cat enter the den. The cat reeked of anger, and the kit mewed in alarm. Her tiny tail waved as she tried to distance herself from the angry tom. However, she went no where. She finally gave up this desperate struggle to propel herself across the room and lay still, hearing the muffled angry voices of the cats.
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Walkingkit flopped his paws onto his chest, both exhausted and starving. Releasing a whimper, the tiny tom kitten curled up into a tight ball.
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bump; no muse 
ooc; Don't really know what to say... but I shall try!
Still fearful of the large cat that lurked around him, Cataclysm let out a shockingly loud hiss despite his age and size. All this tension stirring around the room was really stressing him out.
Silentkit lay, fearful of the angry cats.
Sounds good! When should we timeskip to?