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The shecat's green eyes watched the coursing river, admiring its beauty. She started to turn back to the two brothers who were whispering earlier, when Darkspirit swept her off her feet, and not in the good way. Fleetfox plummeted into the ground hard, sharp pebbles digging in her orange pelt. Eyes that were filled with serenity a moment ago were replaced with fear. The WindClan warrior flailed under the tom who pinned her down with ease.

Fear streamed through her blood, consuming her. The she-cat's life was going to be taken because she broke up with Bluefoot. Then something in her head snapped. She was not going to die if she did something. Fleetfox took advantage of Darkspirit not staring into her soul with his merciless eyes and miraculously wriggled her arm free from his grip and attempted to slash across the blue tom's face.

OOC:: This is horribly composed ):

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Motley, a grey 12 week old great dane, stumbled into the large grassy area, tripping over his huge paws.

Post pictures of your pets!! :)

Zero, my big baby boy
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Ivy, my little girl
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can't wait to see your adorable animals!!!!

OOC:: You should kill her later in the RP because I was planning on her being reincarnated and like befriending your cat or something?? Just an idea :}
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A small spark of triumph surged through the pinned she-cat when blood began trickling down the dark tom's face, but quickly died out as he glared at her through menacing eyes. This is it, I'm going to die, Fleetfox thought with dismay. Just as she was preparing for her life to be stripped away, Darkspirit released his grip. Quickly, the WindClan warrior jumped to her feet, still horrified. She should flee, but was bound to the terrain by overwhelming feelings.

Am I okay?! she hissed, her orange-and-white pelt growing hot, not noticing the sincerity that tainted his voice. Fleetfox met the tom's gaze - which was hard for her to do recently - and realized she took the wrong attitude with him. "I-I'm sorry," she meowed in a hushed tone. "I just, uh, nearly got, you know, killed." It was hard for her to choke out the words. The she-cat still couldn't believe Darkspirit almost ended her life all because she smoldered out the relationship between she and Bluefoot. Again, she meowed to her ex-lover, "I am sorry for everything." Pause. "Really." Fleetfox gave him a quick nuzzle and evaded camp by running in the opposite direction towards the RiverClan border.

The orange and white she-cat allowed herself to slow down when the soft rumble of the river echoed throughout her keen ears. Fleetfox sat down, looking at her distorted reflection in the flowing water. The warrior of WindClan stared at the broken image of herself, wondering if she had made the right choice in ending it with Bluefoot. He was a nice looking cat that loved her, despite all of her flaws. What more could you ask for? Fleetfox slapped the water, frustrated and confused. "Mouse-dung!" she cursed under her breath. The she-cat was jerked from her hissy fit (pun haha) when she realized she was being watched.. But by who? She look peered across the RiverClan border, trying to find whose eyes that left the burning sensation in her pelt belonged to. "Hello?" Fleetfox called out, her pelt beginning to bristle with uneasiness.

OOC:: RiverClan cat can be played by anyone!! :}

Pantherstrike lifted his gaze from the river to Icepaw, meeting her stare with pained eyes. "I am so sick," he meowed under his breath in a defeated tone, "of being left alone."

OOC:: They can have a love affair and Darkspirit can catch them.. he becomes enraged and waits for fleetfox to head back to camp and he can kill her

OOC: Guys. Moon is back!!!!!!!!
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The large tom dropped his head. Although he already knew, it made his heart drop every time someone announced it.

Fleetfox's ears slicked back when a lone RiverClan warrior approached her. As he came into view, she allowed herself to relax, realizing she could take him by herself if he tried to harm her. The shecat fixed her saggy posture, making herself look tall and proud. When the tom spoke, she melted. What a soothing voice, she thought. It sounded pleasing like the constant soft rumble of the river in front of the two. "H-hi," she stammered, her face hot, "My name is Fleetfox," she finished with a cute smile.

Pantherstrike began to get annoyed with the cats' pity and "comfort." He just wanted to be left alone to mope for now. "I'm gonna.. go on a walk," he announced, dragging himself from the river and the two apprentices. The tom shot a look back at them, telling them not to follow him. Pantherstrike descended into the pines, just him and his thoughts.

The shecat smiled at the compliment. "Um..." she started, unsure if she should tell him - or anyone - the truth about what had happened. "Near death experience," Fleetfox meowed, barely audible.

Pantherstrike sat down under a pine in the middle of the forest, his head drooping. The position had become the norm for him - head down, constantly moping. He couldn't accept that Moonshadow was dead.. There's no way she is dead. She's a fighter. She is alive and coming home to me right now, he thought comfortingly, only to be pained when he realized it was all a hoax. "Why, why, why, why!!!!!!!!!!!!!" he said, growing progressively louder and letting the tears stream down his face. "Why did you take her from me?!?!"

The WindClan warrior's ears perked up at the news. She looked at him with her green eyes, flooded with curiosity, that pleaded him to tell her.