Posts by Darkstalker1

Link to OOC plot involving Shadowclan:

Need three people to attack Shadowclan

Darkstalker let out a howl of triumph as November tackled him and fell back attempting to get his back paws under Novembers stomach plus wrap his large demonic wings around the Bloodclanners back to get his talons into flesh and hold the Bloodclanner close as he tried to tear at Novembers underbelly with his back claws and maul his upper chest. While Novembers fire would hurt Darkstalker was a demon and used to the pain of the burns that fire gave to the flesh. He could last longer then most when being burned but he would have to channel the pain into an all out battle rage to try and end this fight.

Darkstalker sat just inside a tunnel entrance looking out at the bright daylight with his copper eyes glowing crimson faintly in the shadows. Truth be told he had returned just hours before the darkeness had ended but he hadn't minded it at all. Maybe it even helped bring him back. Noticing Dystopia pads out of a larger tunnel he pulled the darkness of the underground from behind him forward wrapping it around his body as if it was a protective blanket. The panthers form darkened and for a moment he might have appeared as a black silhouette with glowing red eyes just before he stepped out into the light and appearing normal. Well...what was considered normal for him. If someone was fast enough they might have seen the odd shadow demon-like form that had been visible for the barest of moments.

@FRISK; Da bump?

Darkstalker watched quietly with amusement appearing to enjoy the Exiles hate of Hawkclan. He had been quite so far but move back a bit more to a group of Hawkclanners NPCs red eyes flicking to Littkestar. Heiked this leader to be truthful. Better to be with the winning side.

The nightmare pulled at you..dark stormclouds hovering overhead as dragons descended from above to meet your clans elemental attacks head on like massive living shields as armored figures dove in between them cutting swaths of death and destruction blow. You in your first life lurches up on heavy black wings only to have a huge female in red leather slam into your back. You, a leader...feel fear looking into those ice blue eyes of one you trusted and her laughter rips its way into you as she tears your throat out.

Darkstalker jerked awake with a scream of agony...the panthers wings tired from flying sending him into a deep sleep. Waking up was its own nightmare. The evil in his once pure heart sending waves of pain pounding through his body. Growling and in his usual foul mood because of this he shook his fur out and climbed out into the harsh winds among a cliff face. The Exiles had been taken over...this was his home now. This ruthless desert waste.

*prowls back on* Mmm. And how is my family the Exiles?

Darkstalker dipped his head and smiled saying,"I will guard the prison. The heat and all won't bother me since I'm half demon." The Exile turned End Game turned to Sango and Finch giving them a cold smile before padding away.

This. This is good

OOC: thread set up

IC: Darkstalker attempted to hide his scent as Crynid stopped near his hiding place. The fighter wasn't pleased. First the Shadowclangroup had cut off his first excape route then as he turned to slip to his second excape route Riverclanners showed up. The invisible Exile was trapped between the two groups.l and with his teleporting power not fully developed he hoped the Shadowclanners attacked soon. His only choice was to join the attack and hope in the confusion Frisk, who was the closest to him, didn't call attention to him if he helped.

Arcanepaw C. wrote:

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arcanepaw creux . ext. riverclan . co-leader and head doctor

I AM AN EFFICIENT MACHINE YET I BREAK DOWN SO EASILY — tags

"of course."

azure orbs carried his gaze over to the scarred anticlanners, which he absolutely despised. he had grown up to hate them with all his might, and they had tortured him multiple times. and as the scent of forest and desert wafted into his sensitive nose, he uttered a short growl. he could still recognize this, and he knew he would never forget those sneering voices, sharp claws like daggers piercing into his
skin. he didn't know whether to act as a healer, or if he should perhaps fight, but no other healers seemed to be around. besides, he could always help someone after the fight, right? blood pounded in his ears as he felt his own legs working towards the target, where he stopped abruptly, hearing cries and shouts, mingled between his clan and the anticlans. it wad defeating, but he had to get used to it. he was searching for an opponent - it would have to be an easy one, he honestly wasn't the best fighter. [fancypost=background:#COLORHERE;height:1px;padding:0;width:450px;]

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carefully looked around. He wanted a target that would hurt Riverclan. Spotting Acanepaw the Exiler drew pain the water in the territory around him hurling a ball of water at Arcabepaw attempting to slam the healer into the earth with the force of the water alone.

@Arcanepaw C.

Darkstalker slipped away from the battle with Riverclan heading into Shadowclan territory. He missed Shadowclan honestly...he considered it his family even though they hated him now.

Darkstalker teleported back away from MYSTICTALES and glanced at the Shadowclanners. Seeing they seems to be distracted he dipped his head to Arcanepaw backing away towards Shadowclan.

OOC: Exiler

Darkstalker slipped away from the Shadowclans fight with Riverclan and into Shadowclan territory. The truth was he missed it, even if they did hate him now. Darkstalker couldn't fly in because the trees were to close together for his wings so he padded deeper into the territory quickly intent on seeing as much as possible before he was caught.

frisk

Hearing Finch call out Darkstalker was tempted to make a run for it...Shadowclans vice-leader would very rarely be alone so recently after a battle but for some reason he did the exact opposite of what his instincts screamed for him to do and stepped out of the shadows pulling the black fog like substance around him tight to his body as he softly said,"Please...don't reveal that I'm here but it's Darkstalker. I really needed to see Shadowclan territory, not to spy or anything but to ease my suffering." The half demons dark blue eyes looked around slowly in a manner of a ancient creature trying to find the rest that proved to be so allusive.

Darkstalker dipped his head to Finch as he sat down tucking his back paws under him sighing,"An Exiler but also part of the Endgame like Shadowclan. If that's not good enough to come here to apologize for some things then your welcome to take me prisoner. I came to warn you of a threat plus I honestly kind of miss being in Shadowclan." Darkstalkers dark blue eyes looked around in a weary way finished speaking and his wings ruffled in agitation.

OOC: LOL guys.

IC: Darkstalker looked off past Finch for a moment then said,"Look..I screwed up ok. I thought what I was doing was right when I was a bit rough with Finch but I didn't mean to kill her. This shadow.....it's tainted. I didnt know that. I meant to scare her. Just get her to say she forgave me so I could come back but it poisoned her..the Exiles had this stuff all over their territory and they were fine other then these shadow beasts running around." He focused his dark eyes on here letting a whisp of the black fog like stuff snake out behind him before looked right at her,"I was actually thinking of talking to you. My father....Nightshade was talking about warriors he admired. He mentioned Amaya. Anyone he admires can't be good news. Everything I do I do for a future where we are united and safe even if it hurts other now."

Darkstalker slipped from the shadows chuckling,"Good old Exiles. Nothing has changed much. I will personally lead a raid on Shadowclan Dystopia. I have an old enemy I want to see fight."

Darkstalker padded up behind Cancer looking at Cisco with a slight cold smile.

Darkstalker had returned and it was time to settle some old scores with Shadowclan. Standing tall the black panther spread his leather bat wings and called,"Exiles, to me!!! We raid Shadowclan this night and show them who the true masters are!!" With that the heavily muscled Exile kept into the air using his wings and air elemental powers to push himself higher then glide towards Shadowclan. He will take them on himself if he had to.

Eradicate this dream. (Part 1 of OC thinning out)