Posts by ghosttown.

_{what the hell? this seemed pathetic. ghostkit would have spat at the sword if it wasn't an offical trying to teach him - it appeared he would have to make do with what he was given to. again, he positioned himself onto his hind legs, and with much ease, he rose the sword with his front paws, holding it almost above his head. yes, now she had to be proud! the black and white kitten put it back down also with ease, giving a smile towards the high position. "well? how was that?"}

[sub]"then let's raid a clan. let's raid twenty! at least things will be fuckin' rad." ghostkit nodded in agreement with himself, even though he was just a kitten, and couldn't go on these raids. the black and white kitten sat in the group, yellow eyes glancing over everybody there.

[sub]"o-of course!" mintpaw had no objections to her brother's wishes. after all, he was leader now - and she would rather do what he said instead of mess with him. the lilac tortie gave a nod and a grin towards his brother, before commenting on the other news. "c-congratulations to all those promoted!"

[sub]"w-well, i suppose i better n-not delay it more..." the lilac tortie stumbled to her feet, starting to speak. she gave a small cough, before beginning to teach all there about the wonderful world of herbs. oh, what fun it would be! mintpaw could only hope that they would enjoy her teachings. "n-now, does anybody know what we give to animals to soothe pain?" she swished her tail, in hope of swift replies.

[sub]"i-it's great!" she felt complied to reply, but there were no real words she could think of to describe such a height, and such a view. it was just wonderful! the blue-silver tabby purred with delight as she felt the wind batter her face gently, light green eyes being able to oversee all. she felt powerful, and most of all, she felt closer to oliver.

[sub]gifts? that was all? then why was she so afraid? the lilac tortie came out behind oliver, giving some sort of sweet, petty giggle. "t-thanks!" the medicine cat apprentice chirruped, looking over the basket filled with little goodies for the whole clan to make use of.

_{somehow, mintpaw thought that beetlepaw craved more than just memories. she wasn't sure why such a thing had come to mind, but it did. it wasn't to be of concern though, was it? they wasn't in danger due to him? mintpaw felt a little tinged by this, but continued to do her job. she smoothed down the marigold, and then picked up the cobwebs to bound around her wound. "y-yes. of course!"}

[sub]"w-we'll certainly come to visit soon!" mintpaw said, remembering that it was her duty to go and see them. oops. oh well, she'd make a better effort next time. the lilac tortie purred as she watched over the polar bear.

[sub]overkit gave a nod towards the dragon, refusing to speak still. her lack of speaking seemed to be an issue for others, but the marbled silver tabby kitten couldn't quite comprehend why it bothered them. after all, it never bothered her, and perhaps she should be the one most bothered about it. then again, she was the one that could change all. she flicked her tail, watching all of them still.

[sub]she would be fine, just fine. there was no reason to raise any alarm bells, but they didn't seem to quite understand that. overkit, being not one to talk, shook her head at squire, to signify that she hadn't been coughing for long. she then turned to her mother, with lilac eyes becoming a little softer, like lavender petals."i'm OK." she muttered, coughing again. the marbled silver tabby then looked over at the last person there, xenia. overkit was smart enough to know troutfoot had died, and it wasn't her problem. she wasn't going to die, either.

_{she was certainly awake. the marbled silver tabby kitten reflected in the moon's light, becoming both equal entities of mirrors. it seemed strange, but they were very similar, overkit and that big rock in the sky. for one, neither of them spoke, but moved. secondly, they were both a dusty grey sort of colour, with little pockets of perhaps lighter and darker colours. finally, both had been walked over, without any regard of what or who they were. not that this bothered the kitten, as she didn't take much interest anyways. lilac eyes glanced over at the awake squire, and she made her way over, happy to see him. obviously, she would not express this with a smile, but instead by rubbing her head into his soft, warm belly.}

_{ahh sure!! could you make it please??}

_{thank you all}

_{alone was also how overkit spent most of her time, too. however, it didn't bother her how it appeared to bother emma. she was just that type of child, that spent most of her time alone naturally. her lack of communication was probably a big contributor to this. noticing the alone pup, overkit reached for her soft, tender heart, and made her way over to her. the marbled silver tabby sat next to the pup, without saying a single word or even a simple hello. it was certainly not her forte to do so.}

_{soft purrs rumbled from her tiny throat, ignoring the other members there. she was in her own little world of bliss, for a moment, and wished to enjoy so with much peace and wonder. the marbled silver tabby continued to lie there, eyes closed, purring.}

[sub]"if i've never seen one, i know that they don't come here! why would they come to fucking shadowclan? what benefit do they get here?" it was rather a simple question, though if egg could squeeze out an answer he would be surprised. food, shelter, water. it was all that the members here wanted, and perhaps a utopia for one who was lost for so long. however, ghostkit could hardly give a shit - he just wanted egg to come up with some sort of reasonable answer.

[sub]"'aye, this'll be fuckin' sick." the black and white ghostly kitten picked up the sword again, getting closer to the dummy. yellow eyes squinted and focused on his target - it had to be a direct hit, otherwise she'd never be fuckin' happy. he gave a sigh, re-positioning the sword, and thrusting it forward, so the sword pierced the front of the dummy, and with one strenuous push, he managed to see the sword start to peak out the other side. ghostkit pushed harder, and heard the rip of the sword tearing its way through like a ruthless machine. ghostkit felt like a ruthless machine. he turned back to shiftingthoughts, waiting for some sort of approval.

_{ghostkit had noticed zavok before, and in all brute honesty, didn't mind the guy. the fact that he was upset seemed like a great concern, and the black and white kitten had to investigate into what was going on. the ghostly kitten made his way over, yellow eyes watching the relatively new member of scarclan.}

[sub]"i'm ghostkit! the fuckin' coolest kitten on the block, i tell ya!" there was no time for formal introductions in ghostkit's mind. not even mentioning his father would be worth it. yellow eyes glanced over the ex-kittypet character, and he gave some sort of cocky smile.

[sub]it was a tad gross for the kitten to see, despite being recently born that way, perhaps. the black and white kitten hid behind his father, looking over the dead and alive kittens squirming. yellow eyes did all the talking, as his mouth decided to say nothing.

[sub]aa im so pleased ur back!! welcome back!!!!!! :P