Posts by Eldaron

The pain was something he had never felt before, as if his head was melting. He let out a hiss of pain, lossing his connection to his rage. " Stop.. We just were lost and would not have attacked if you did not.. insult us."

"The Force if I know, We do not come from anywhere near these lands. Everything smells different." Baron Shar hissed. " Which one of you is the Force wielder?" He asked between gritting his teeth.

1.Username- Eldaron
2.Cats Name- Tyrlin
3.Cats Gender- Male
4 Cats Age- 32 moons
5.Cats Personality- Strict, uncaring, usually likes to be alone to do things by himself. Very blunt.
6.Spot Wished For- Grand Wizard
7.How often are you on?- Usually twice a day

1.Username-Eldaron
2.Cats Name- Maytrl
3.Cats Gender- Male
4 Cats Age- 12 moons
5.Cats Personality- Out going, cheerful, nice. Likes to be around others, if not a bit insane.
6.Spot Wished For- Wizard
7.How often are you on?- twice

Baron Shar eyed these Blood cats with hate. But he made no move to attack them, the one called Corpse had single-pawly taken them down and was a cat to be reckoned with. He let a small his escape his lips as another one of them came into view and unshealthed his claws.

Trylin walked slowly back and forth, his anger rising and rising. Why couldn't he figure it out!? He thought continously. The small brown tom had just finished talking to a spirit of a dead Wizard-Lord from past time, to see if he could answer his question. But the dead bastard cat didn't give him any answers just more questions that he would not be able to solve. How am I going to to raise the dead without them just being flesh hungry creatures? He thought. Do I try to summon a spirit that will be willing to take over a body of a fresh dead cat? Will that even work? He continued thinking as he padded back and forth from his cave.

Maytril hurried past Saryhir and nodded quickly before entering Master Aryon's cave. He let a gasp of awe at what he saw. Pelts of every color, skulls of everywhere neatly placed, crystals of every color filled the Wizard-Lords den. " M-Master Aryon?" He called.

Maytril couldn't help but to smile back at the Wizard-Lord. " I just had a thought. How do you think you would be able to summon and bind more than one spirits? To be your servants, you know?" He asked, shifting nervously.

Maytril swallowed as he looked at Master Ayron. " N-no, I haven't not yet. I was going to though.." He said and looked down away from the gaze of the Wizard-Lord.

Tyrlin hissed in annoyance and decided to go out and get some fresh air, where he saw Master Ayron and Ferrum as well as Maytril all talking together. Putting on his fake smile to make himself seem like he wasn't about to go on a blood rage he padded quickly towards the cats and quickly overheard their conversation. Soul traping? He thought, his exciment showing. " Err, Master Ayron, if I may voice my opinion on such things." Said the Death-Eater. For he was an expert on Souls, Spirits and Necromancy. " Soul traping and or binding ones spirit is a very hard and dangerous things, these dead cats are fickle. And if not bound quickly they can go into a living cats body and take it over. If they do not have the will power. To summon one cat we would need three wizards and the ritual circle must be perfect, so that it has a harder time escaping."

Maytril followed Master Ayron silently, he listened as the cats talked but said nothing and kept his head down.

Rippleclaw had been hunting, but hadn't found a single thing, not even a mouse. But what he did find was Stonefur. An old warrior from what Rippleclaw knew, three times the age of Rippleclaw who had only been a warrior for one moon. The handsome brown tom had seen his clanmate a few times, always by the river. But he had never once talked to him or anything besides look at him from a distance. Stonefur seemed to be at the limit of his age though.

The warrior slowly walked towards Stonefur, who seemed to be asleep. " Stonefur? You okay?" He asked, a bit louder than he should have.

A paw caught Eno's attack in mid air. " Stop this madness Eno, Mother doesn't forgive those who kill her children." Silvereye snarled. Her right bronze eye and her left silver eye looking at the Listener. " The ritual was completed as you asked by the way. The spirits of the dead have spoken to us." Silver lowered her arm and looked at her two brothers. " We are the last of the Brotherhood, Joker failed his mission to kill the clan leader and he now sits next the Sivus."