Posts by helena alastor ?!

at first, it only seemed as if it were a shower. but that shower kept pouring steadily and eventually became a full out thunderstorm. it was kind of odd, considering their clan name. the wolf-dog simple watched the drip-drop of the rain by sitting under a tree. it was too much work bothering to go up and get soaked in the process. her hatred for mud didn't really help the situation, either.

well, there was no point in trying to defend that. this whole clan system that meant killing others to keep each other alive was honestly just sickening. traveling to the loner and city area seemed much more pleasant. in fact, helena managed to even make a few friends there. it was more than she had made here. the bouncy, bubbly, enthusiastic girl inside of her wore out. and it sure as hell wasn't coming back.

keeping her mouth shut, helena patted the dirt down firmly, making sure water wouldn't leak down too much. she placed a paw on the area where the head would be; and grew some poppies. the bright red flowers practically burned in her eyes, and she wasn't trying to be a bitch, but it certainly wasn't chosen at random.

the scent of thunderclan was still strong on the young one, as her quick trip down to her homeland caused her to stay more than a while. however, helena did enjoy the quieter side of staying with the loners. maybe she'd stay here permanently; it wouldn't be bothersome. her sluggish movements seemed more frequent, and the now pathetic excuse of a wolf wandered near to the border as well. there she noticed another figure that was particularly nearby. "hello," she called out, hoping whoever it might be would respond. things were getting pretty lonely.

"hello," helena stated in a track post, looking at the bright pink feline. now this wasn't something you saw everyday.

the voice made helena's ears perk up, and orange eyes came upon another clan mate. none she'd ever seen before. "i am," the pup snapped, and then sighed. "sorry." apologizing for her mood swings had become a frequent thing lately. "the rain came too fast and i wasn't going to bother going up to the dens." teleporting wasn't really going to help, because she hadn't gotten that power. yet, she hoped.

"it's pouring. why are you out?" at this rate, they were both probably going to get sick.

honestly, her life seemed like a shit show. nossy decided to leave with a pathetic excuse of a goodbye and william? who knew where the hell he was. even at five months, she comprehended that much. an unfamiliar figure seemed to be in close range. although half unwilling, her brain gave the wolf-dog a nudge to at least try and be a bit more social. movements sluggish, helena found herself coming closer to what looked like a newer member.

"hello. i'm helena, but call me whatever you'd like," she commented. meet and greets were becoming extremely common, but she'd never really bothered to go and introduce herself to everybody. half of them were annoying ass fuck faces who she had to pretend to like. sigh.

hm. she did look quite like a medicine cat, or a healer in general. helena yawned, as she wasn't getting much sleep. she assumed that nobody was fighting in colouredclan, by what lucy had just said. "were you born here, or did you have a life that wasn't based around the clans?"
//where is my muse

// if anyone gets the title i love you

the young pup was wandering near the park, enjoying the silence as the pigeons rushed by. yes, it did smell quite often, but this was as good as it got. better than the clans, anyways. it was especially boring due to the fact that she wasn't old enough to be in battle with the exiles. it sucked, honestly. beating that stupid ass discord dragon piece of shit would be the first thing on her bucket list.

all of a sudden, the spot where helena was so peacefully resting became empty with her impression on the grass. she was now stuck in a tree, four paws dangling off the branch awkwardly. teleporting, seriously? "you've got to be fucking with me," she muttered, and then she was gone.

faceplanted in the dirt.

really? all helena wanted was to fucking gget away from these exiler pieces of shit and relax. obviously, that wasn't possible. her eyes narrow, but she didn't say a word. the jaguar would probably smell the scent of thunderclan, anyways, but she remained calm. if they thought they could defeat someone like him, they were in for a show.

helena herself had recently gotten another power as well - teleportation. "neat!" she exclaimed, happy for lycan. "what else can you do with it?"

it would have been easy to end the poor thing right now, but for some reason, she didn't. the putrid scent of the exiler still seemed strong, and helena let out a quiet snarl. they were in a war. i should just kill you now, the pup thought. wasn't this feline the part of the reason there was so much conflict in thunderclan?

it wasn't her. it was that stupid ass discord and his little lot of friends. in fact, she'd never seen winterpaw in her life before. helena silently went off to get a bucket of water, retrieving not much, but it was better than nothing. she noticed how tired and limp the tabby had gone. "why have you left?"

// yess nwn

"i wish i -" she was cut off guard by teleporting in front of oliver. this was going to take some getting used to. and not going near anything dangerous; it was a death sentence. "knew." helena ended, out of breath. if he thought this was crazy, going into the clans was another thing. animals from cannibalistic cats to dragons wielding knives were going to war. "i guess it's good for getting out of a bad situation."

there was no happiness found in her homeland anymore. hell, even the strays she'd met while traveling were closer than they were here. "goodbye." helena called out, ready to teleport. "my alliance will always be with this clan. i shall still visit; but my official title will be as a loner." and with that; she was gone.

hmm. now that she thought about it, there were a few thoughts that ran through the pup's head while she shifted from place to place. "i just kind of stare at the spot where i go before i get teleported. at the same time, i can see myself being in that location. and boom! i'm there," helena explained. it wasn't that easy, though. having venomous fangs were one thing; teleporting unwillingly as of right now was another.

"alright," helena nodded, taking oliver's advice. she locked her eyes on a pretty bunch of daisies that were in the middle of the flower box. she imagined herself standing there, sniffing the white flowers and sneezing while it tickled her nose.

and there she was; standing proudly upon the wooden box.

"exiles," announced the former thunderclanner. she'd notice the scent anywhere; they were currently at war with each other. "a group will need to fetch him back; however, they are extremely strong. we will need someone fast and strong to help him back and a few others to fend them off. i know a little bit about herbs and the such so i can help."

helena !

// if this is being inactive then i don't even know what i consider mine qq

pride swelled up in her chest, and she soon found herself laughing on top of the box. "it gets you kind of dizzy," helena commented, lowering herself down from the flower box and onto the grass. "it's weird, how these power things all just come out of luck." now that she thought about it, powers were certainly odd.