Posts by bittersweet a.

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 350px; text-align: justify; font-family: georgia;]Bonfirestar, in her past lives, had learned to read and did it quite often. Although, times changed and thanks to her memory wipe basic abilities she used to have while the femme was known as Bittersweet were long since forgotten. Healing, reading, basic math skills, the list could go on and on but it would be best to keep it at that. Right?
The leader heard the soft chuckle from Todd and made her way over. The male's outer appearance was as normal as could be, though he was quite the peculiar cat on the inside. She trotted over to see what he was doing and she then leaned over to see what he was reading. Too bad I can't read anymore, though. Bonfirestar told herself wistfully. "Yeah, dittoing Gentlepaw on that one." She meowed.

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 350px; text-align: justify; font-family: georgia;]Bonfirestar knew for sure that she was now pregnant with Titaniumbullets' kids and though the thought just made her lightheaded with happiness she was also upset. The leader had always wanted to have kids with him, yes, but she wanted them to happen after the wedding - not before. Though could she really complain? Everyone knew it and she had no clue what an abortion was (even if she did that would never happen) so she had to take the good with the bad here. No matter how bad that bad would be.

And it was pretty damn bad.

Bonfirestar had forgotten how much of a hell pregnancy could be, morning sickness, cravings, mood swings, it was all there. So there she was, in her den, vomiting up all of that owl that Todd had given her. It was to bad, too, because the male seemed really happy that she wanted an owl only for it then to be vomited up. "I feel like shiiiiiit!~" Bon sang before rolling back on her nest.

//retro to takeover

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 350px; text-align: justify; font-family: georgia;]Bonfirestar growled and looked around before Titaniumbullets appeared. Now there was a face she knew. The leader let out a little mrrow in pleasure before looking around, it seemed everyone was fighting or standing off in the shadows awaiting an opponent. Instinctively she would have dove right into the fight at this point, but pregnancy and fighting didn't quite go together well. So she would have to resort to the next best thing. THE LEADER LEAPT UP ATOP THE HIGHROCK AND AIMED TO MENTALLY ATTACK A FEW DARKCLANNERS BY WIPING THEIR MIND OF WHERE THEY WERE AND WHAT THEY WERE DOING. She decided that would be a good way of making her opponents just as confused as she.

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 350px; text-align: justify; font-family: georgia;]Bonfirestar received the second mental attack from Ms. O and she then collapsed onto the dust of the camp earth floor with a large thud. The memory was as follows;

Bonfirestar awoke with a jerk and felt her body ache with pain. Though the memory was quite faint she could still remember some of it. Wiping her own memory wasn't as easy as it sounded, and some memories she would rather forget were still there. Before her was a large crowd and grey, crumbling skyscrapers. She swung from the jaws of a large, albino tiger with light grey stripes. His paws were massive and his teeth sunk deep into her neck. Permafrost... The name crossed her mind though the femme could not recall it. A large kitsune watched with wide eyes filled with fear while a young white tiger screamed a name. "Bitterpaw!" Was that her old name? Bon couldn't quite recall. A dark orange-red tabby watched her with fear in his eyes as he growled at... Permafrost. Bonfirestar couldn't hear what anyone was saying besides soft murmurs in the crowd and the smaller tiger. Then she shifted into a large polar bear body and ran away through the crowd as fast as she possibly could.

As the memory faded away it all went to black. Bonfirestar had hit her head when she fell off of the rock and now lay unconscious on the ground. The soft rise and fall of flank was the only movement that the brown tabby was making. They were all pretty much screwed after this point.

//this charrie dev, tho

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 350px; text-align: justify; font-family: georgia;]Bonfirestar remained as still as a rock, even to Gentlepaw and Ms. O's interaction with her. The leader's head was bruised and her ear was torn back the wrong way along with lots of other scratches that covered her tabby flank. It was clear that at this point Bonfirestar would not be waking up, though she was not dead. It was quite apparent by now that Darkclan's attack had succeeded and well.

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 350px; text-align: justify; font-family: georgia;]This would had to have been Bonfirestar's fifth leader meeting and every single one she went to often ended up with fighting or some crazy maniac threatening to kill them all. So of course the next logical thing to do was to attend another one! The leader shivered as the cool Autumn wind ruffled her fur and she took a seat almost in the center of all the action. "Bonfirestar, night leader of Sylvanclan." Bon mewed. It was quite tempting to put reporting for duty at the end of that one sentence, but it would be a little dorky and she only wanted neutral clans to think the best of Sylvanclan and their leaders.

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 350px; text-align: justify; font-family: georgia;]Bonfirestar leaned over to read the note placed at the border and the leader narrowed her eyes slightly. It was kind of them to go out of their way to send a note, but it gave very little information and if there was someone at the border it would be much easier to discuss. "I wonder what their allies and enemies are, they seem like a nice clan. I suppose." She murmured to herself before taking a seat and reviewing the letter.

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 350px; text-align: justify; font-family: georgia;]That seemed simple enough. Bonfirestar gave a light smile to the male before straitening up. "We would love to be your allies, but before that can happen I need to ask a few questions." She stated. "What are your current allies and enemies? Also, are you pro, anti or neutral?"

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 350px; text-align: justify; font-family: georgia;]Anti-clan? That was something Bonfirestar wished that she didn't hear. No anti-clan would ever become allies with Sylvanclan under her rein. "I'm sorry, but since your clan is anti Sylvanclan will not ally with you." She said, hoping that Cackle could remain civil after that. No clan wanted to hear that they couldn't be allies with someone and what she just said didn't make many friends.

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 350px; text-align: justify; font-family: georgia;]Bonfirestar cut herself off abruptly as Titaniumbullets poked his head into her den. She didn't necessarily want anyone seeing her this way, singing about how she felt like shit in a den full of vomit with a belly full of kits. "Oh, uh.." The leader trailed off as she groomed her shoulder. "I'm good, and yeah." She told him with a feeble smile. Then her gaze quickly shifted Skyleaf and her face remained the same with the same smile, "I sure hope so," the tabby joked.

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 350px; text-align: justify; font-family: georgia;]Bonfirestar's strait and bland look then softened and turned into a smile, though she was taken aback ever so slightly by the male's attitude "Then welcome to Sylvanclan, I'm Bonfirestar and it's nice to meet you." She purred before silently noting the fact that Cadaverouswrongdoer was starving. "Would you, uh, like to head to our camp and get something to eat?" Bon suggested.

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 350px; text-align: justify; font-family: georgia;]track

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 350px; text-align: justify; font-family: georgia;]Bonfirestar gave a small purr to Skyleaf, thankful for the silver feline's support. It seemed like she was at a nice highpoint in her life where everything seemed to be finally settling down and that was really wonderful. "I guess in some ways you're right." The leader meowed.

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 350px; text-align: justify; font-family: georgia;]It had been a day after Darkclan had successfully taken over Sylvanclan and it seemed like the entire clan was instantly thrown into hell. Of course, nothing too horrible had happened as of yet but that didn't mean there wasn't any time for it to happen.
Bonfirestar took a little while before she finally woke up from hitting her head and knocking herself out. Unfortunately due to the many memory wipes that Ms. O did to her on the day of the battle and the impact of the fall she couldn't remember the battle or anything that had happened, she could still remember some things from the past day. Such as Titaniumbullets attempting to save her and eating a sparrow in the morning but that was about it. When the leader awoke her paws were all tied together with thick wire and her mouth was duct taped shut. Bon felt her adrenaline rush as looked around.
She was in her den with a Darkclanner NPC standing firmly outside of her den... almost like a guard. The femme was about to ask what was going on, but it was almost impossible with a mouth tied shut in the way it was.

So now Bonfirestar laid in her nest, feeling her skin craw with worry. She couldn't remember a single thing from the other day and was now trapped inside of her den with Darkclan everywhere. What's going on? She wondered worriedly.

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 350px; text-align: justify; font-family: georgia;](in a different thread I just want Bon to be like "wtf am i doing here". Also, could you make it??)

The leader's attention quickly snapped to Ms. O and she let out an irritated, low growl. "What are you doing here, O?" Bonfirestar remembered quite vividly how the Darkclan leader announced that they were now enemies and how angry Bon happened to be on that day. But to be fair, who wouldn't be angry about all of this? Sylvanclan had done nothing to them but still, that's what the wolf went ahead and did.

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 350px; text-align: justify; font-family: georgia;](Open, please c:)
Bonfirestar's eyes widened but then formed a sharp glare at Ms. O. She still couldn't remember what happened, and she wouldn't ever fully remember that day. "How did you get here? I-I've got a clan to back me up and I'll make sure you leave." The Sylvanclan leader snarled, neck fur bristling.
ble horrible muse

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 350px; text-align: justify; font-family: georgia;]Bonfirestar awoke with a thud but she quickly scrambled to her paws. The leader felt her heart race as the Darkclanners surrounded her as if she was merely nothing more than prey. She was not prey. Then a Darkclanner NPC dove in and pushed her down to the dusty camp floor.
(torn ear, broken hindleg, a few scars and scratches but nothing near her stomach)

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 350px; text-align: justify; font-family: georgia;]Bonfirestar let out a low growl and sunk her claws deep into the ground as Sebastian spoke, there was no way she was going to let her unborn kids die. She would rather face a thousand deaths than to have them die before their first second of life. "It's none of your business!" She snapped, her lips drawing back into a snarl.
Then Titaniumbullets... he was there. The leader's gaze locked on her love. She didn't want the male to watch this scene unfold, she almost wished that her unborn kits just weren't there, it would make the guilt of letting herself fall into her trap not as worse. I'm sorry you have to see this...

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 350px; text-align: justify; font-family: georgia;]Maybe a thread with Bon where Letty tries to free her? But then maybe while she was trying the thread could become open and other Darkclanners could try and stop her and a battle brakes loose?

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 350px; text-align: justify; font-family: georgia;]Bonfirestar had caught wind that Touketsu had returned to Sylvanclan and a little spark of hope lit up in her heart. If the dinosaur was smart enough (and Bon was quite certain that he would be, a leader wouldn't train her apprentice to fail) he could hopefully push out Darkclan from their camp. She also heard lots of other different things through hear say, though she trusted none of the rumors.
The leader's eyes opened wide as she heard the roar from what could only be the twilight vice-leader. Then the scent of blood hit her nose. She was only in her den, mouth taped shut and paws tied together but it was clear what was going on. Touketsu... Damn she wished that she could speak.