Thanks, guys glad to see I was missed. I am healing alright, can't move to much. Could someone give me a quick recap?
I don't know if Moon or Az has told anyone, but Jacky recently put to much weight on his fracture and it broke, and got a concussion from the fall. They say that the skull is fine and no broken bones but he has bleeding on the brain or something like that. So he's in the ER.
Lightscars
The young tom rolled his shoulders as he sat outside his den. Besides his apprentice's fainting accident, he appeared to be alright. This fear he had for that Nobody tom seemed pretty serious, but if the situation from earlier had been truth enough perhaps it was wise to hold such fear. He wanted to speak with Lunastar on the matter, but it seemed the she-cat was busy at the moment. He should go and check to make sure Echoshine was alright, although she seemed to have a lot of visitors now with new kits in the nursery. He promised to go check on her later, the births hadn't been to difficult and she hadn't lost a lot of blood. She was probably more tired then she was letting on, but seen learning Bearkit's suddenly disappeared during all the commotion she probably wanted to keep the kit out of her mind for now.
Vipervenom
The handsome calico with snake green eyes, was seated outside the warrior's den. He had heard that a patrol was heading out, but seeing as he had not been summoned to join it he didn't bother heading out. He should try to train Emberpaw again, but the feline was proving to be a tad bit to difficult to train. She didn't make it easy with her open dislike of him, nor did her sharp tongue and consist words on how terrible a mentor he was. He hadn't been all that fond of training an apprentice, but Emberpaw had been given to him when Crowstar reigned as leader. That tom put the most oddest of pairs together for training, Elfinpaw and Foxtongue being a prime example. Yet it seemed those two managed to get along well enough, Elfinpaw was easy to like even with her non-stop chatter. She was not constantly belittling her mentor nor insulting him, Foxtongue had been lucky he had gotten her. He'd go see if Lunastar wanted anything done before trying once again to train the troublesome cat he called an apprentice.
I like Shimmerpool and Elfindance.
Aslan will be Blacklion
Ugly will be Tendersoul
Tigerpaw will be Tigerspirit
Willowclan
Tigerspirit
The new warrior smiled lightly to himself, although still rather loud and very confident in himself. He kept his paws still and his mouth shut even though he wanted to jump around like a kit. The jaded eyes glanced in the direction of the rest of the new warriors. Since they had all been made warriors, there weren't very many apprentices left about. His gaze flickered the direction of the remaining Queen, Bitterblue, and her three kits. They were a moon off of becoming apprentices, who knew maybe one of them would be lucky enough to get him as a mentor. He kept that smug thought to himself before slipping away from the other cats, walking towards the river. His eyes focused on territory across it. As exicting as this was an all, he was not at all happy with the arrangements. Having to be stuck in Stormclan's camp! It took a lot of his will to keep his fur laying flat. After nearly killing his leader, and trying to steal Ashrose away, he couldn't forgive them and he certainly wasn't trusting them.
Tendersoul
The newer med cat smiled from his place besides Snowblossom. He was happy to see that all the cats were moving around and healing well enough to do such things like this. The one eye in his head turned in the direction of the med cat apprentice, Goldenheart as she began wandering off towards a kit. It took him a few moments before noticing which kit it was. Pharaohkit, his mother was currently ill at the moment. She's been kept away from most of the cats within the clan in fear of spreading her cough. Tendersoul looked over to the Senior Medicine cat, Snowblossom, wondering if and when she'd be giving his ceremony. He had heard she thought the kit would make a good healer, he was sure she had been discussing his apprenticeship with Brightstar.
Stormclan
Frozenstar
The new leader felt unnaturally threaten within his clan. Since the battle with Willowclan, he's been having some trouble with some of the cats within the clan. He wanted them to be at peace with Willowclan, but getting it done clearly wasn't going to happen any time soon. The black furred tom slipped out of his den, passed the highledge, and down the stony steps into the heart of his camp. He needed to gather some cats to help Willowclan move in. His clan wasn't all that large right now, not as big as Willowclan anyway, so they had the room for extra cats.
It had been agreed upon that Stormclan would be allowed to hunt on Willowclan's territory since they are allowing the cats into their camp. Frozenstar felt that was a good enough idea. Now then...where was Cloudfoot? He hadn't told anyone in the clan that their former medicine cat, Bitterblue, was now with Willowclan and had kits of her own. Seeing as Lightningstar had kicked her out before she could obtain an apprentice...well it's taken quite a toll on the clan. He was hoping to get her to come back somehow...but he couldn't force her.
(Willowclan is at the shore right now, they just finished up ceremonies and are now waiting to cross into Stormclan territory.
Ember, you need at least five sentences in your post. The rules have not changed.
Who is Mousepaw and Phil?)
Willowclan
Blacklion
The muscular jag kept to himself farther in the back of the group. He still ponder why he had joined this clan. Was it because Tendersoul wanted to stay? No, he would of left regardless of the tom's decision. Perhaps it was the sense of being needed and doing something, he could be wandering around on his own with no purpose, but now in this clan there was something here worth living for. The massive cat turned his eyes to look across the river as a few others were. He wondered when this patrol would be showing up and how the clan would react to being helped across by former enemies that had left so many scars.
Tendersoul
The one eyed tom jumped when he heard Snowblossom's voice from beside him. She has been rather silent till now. He wondered if something was wrong? If there was he doubted she'd say anything about it. Seeing as she had been handling most of healing herself since he and Goldenheart had come along. She was probably rather independent by now. Tendersoul turned his head as he saw Goldenheart slinging away. He wondered what was was wrong with her. He glanced at Snowblossom once more before slipping away in search of the she-cat. He found her sitting near the river staring at the water. He limped over into her direction, settling silently at her side. His own reflection stared back at him, the world had not been kind to him, the dark grey stripped tabby. He had a missing eye, where the other should of been was a gaping hole. A deformed foot, it had been broken at one time and healed badly making it look like he was always turning the corner. Missing an ear on the same side as the eye, and has clearly just been weathered down by the world. Yet after coming to this clan and finding a place where he could do good without being judged, he no longer felt as worn and ugly as he had been. After a long silence he parted his maw. "Is something the matter?"
Stormclan
Frozenstar
The jet black leader watched with cold cerulean orbs as his clan stirred to life moments after he appeared. One of the first things he noticed was the sneezing sound coming from behind him. Rotating his head he set his clear eyes on the smaller tom behind him. He looked similar to his father, those piercing eyes of his held a type of wisdom and intelligence that a cat his age should not own. The leader had taken the young tom as his apprentice soon after returning to the clan. He didn't act like a normal cat should, as Lightningstar's deputy he often heard the banished leader constantly fretting about Lionpaw. The banish leader said his son was abnormal and a monster, someone who should never of been born. Why Lightningstar dislike his son so much was not something Frozenstar could figure out.
He admitted Lionpaw was a little unnatural, but he figured distancing the tom from his sister might help. He counted Lionpaw's weirdness due to be social awkward, he didn't exactly fit in the clan, but neither did his sister. "Good morning, Lionpaw." He meowed in a calming tone. He swerved his head in the direction of his deputy, a smile on maw as the older tom padded over. "Cloudfoot." He greeted with a head dip. "We're going to skip patrols for now, we need to help Willowclan across the River. If you don't mind staying here and making sure no one causes trouble." He didn't think anyone would cause trouble. He'd like to be careful though. "I'll be taking Jinxfrost, Silverwind, Wildpaw, Lionpaw, Rattlesnake and Copperhead with me." He noticed Wildpaw before she even starting speaking loudly. He worried as she went down, but sprang back up with a bounce in her step. The way she greeted Silverwind said she was fine. Frozenstar looked back at his own apprentice, how he and Wildpaw got along so well made no sense to him. He would of thought the quieter tom would be greatly annoyed by his sister, but he guessed not.
Copperhead & Rattlesnake
The two toms were seated near the warrior's den. Neither one had seen Cobrapaw nor Blackmamba at all this morning. The two assumed Blackmamba had taken their younger sister for some extra training out of camp. They'd be back sooner or late. The two turned their eyes to the odd looking pair not to far from them. Blackmamba nearly had a fit when learning Pantherjaw would be training Cobrapaw. Their eldest sibling dotted on Cobrapaw like a mother would their daughter. Cobrapaw had grown quite an eqo because of that. They worried about that but didn't say anything about it in fear of upsetting the oldest sibling. They both turned and looked as Frozenstar called their names.
Lost this thread, who is still here?
Stormclan
Frozenstar
The leader twitched his ears as he heard Cloudfoot speaking about a hunting patrol. Yes, but do to the difference in territory and Stormclan being so close to Rushing River, their main food source was the fish and other things that lived in the water. The diet of Stormclan and Willowclan were very different. Hunting patrols would probably be best discussed at a later time, but his cats still needed to eat. "Hunting patrol can be taken out, but after we get the Willowclan cats here." He figured it would be a good idea to have everyone introduced and in the clan before sending out patrols.
The icy eyes fell away from his deputy as he heard Wildpaw's rising voice. He turned his gaze to see her walking off away from her mentor, wondering what was the problem there. Seeing her walking over to her brother, he kept his sharp gaze on Silverwind for a moment longer before turning away. Since Lightningstar's left, he's felt a sort of responsibility over his two kits. Which was one of the reasons he took Lionpaw under his wing. Wildpaw didn't seem to have all that much trouble fitting into the clan as her brother did, and although he had thought about making Cloudfoot mentor her. Silverwind's more upbeat personality seemed to fit better. Besides he doubted the tom could handle Wildpaw's daily greetings.
He hoped an apprentice might make the tom a little less fickle and more responsible. Yet it seemed that it wasn't working out as well as planned. When he saw the two of them they seemed to get along well enough, but whatever it was Silverwind had done now or rather said then done, seemed to hurt the apprentice. He personally didn't enjoy Silverwind's fickle ways with the she-cats, he didn't think the tom would be stupid enough to take a mate, but if he did he hoped that the tom did more then support her. If he wasn't true to any she-cat that might claim his heart, he had no place within Frozenstar's clan. It was one thing to fall out of love, but anything beyond that would not sit well with the leader. She-cats, although lovely to look at, were not playthings.
As for Wildpaw he figured she'd bounce back like she had done after Lightningstar had left, but her personality seemed to take a slight turn since he left. He would speak with Silverwind a little later about being more careful with how he spoke to Wildpaw. "Let's head out." He called to those within his patrol before heading towards the exit.
Copperhead & Rattlesnake
The twins moved simultaneously as one as they heard Frozenstar's call. They ignored the look they got from Pantherjaw, neither tom had any problem with the warrior. The problem of their sister didn't automatically become theirs. The two glanced at the mystery that was Jinxfrost as she sat by her lonesome self, yet didn't appeared at all bothered with it. As they made it to the exit they noticed the black and white coat of Blackmamba as she returned. She moved with her normal predatory grace, and behind her limped a smaller she-cat. It looked like she had nicked her ear and a claw mark on the underside of her front leg. The two part from one another's sides to brush their flanks along Corbrapaw's as they passed her. Both looked apologetic knowing how ruthless Blackmamba's personal training could be. Just because Blackmamba spoiled the youngest snake sibling, didn't mean she went any easier on her while training.
Stormclan
Frozenstar
The leader glanced over his shoulder to make sure he had everyone before heading out of the camp into the territory. He noticed Blackmamba coming back with Cobrapaw not to far behind her. He wasn't sure how he was going to fix that little problem, Cobrapaw had Pantherjaw as her mentor. Yet there wasn't exactly any rules on extra training, but he had given Cobrapaw to Pantherjaw for a reason. Another thing he'd have to work on figuring out once Willowclan was settled and dealt with. Stormclan's territory was most flat plains, there were a few area with dense forestry, but they were small and often not used for hunting more training.
The leader could hear the flow of the river as they approached it. It hadn't rained yet so the mossy stones using for crossing were still visible thankfully. The tom crossed first, easily jumping from stone to stone, despite it being slippery he moved as if he had done this his entire life. The striking raven furred tom landed on the other side, yet didn't bother with a greeting as he made sure that Wildpaw and Lionpaw had crossed safely. He wasn't as concerned for his warriors, they knew how to swim.
Cobrapaw
She was finding it increasingly difficult to walk on her front leg, the pain wasn't all that great but it was enough to make her cringe with each step. The ear didn't bother her as much as her leg did the scratch wasn't that deep and the blood had stopped. It was just irritating and hurt. Cobrapaw had managed to keep her head held high even though she had somewhat failed in her training with her older sister. But she doubted to many could tangle with Blackmamba and get away with only a few scratches, the apprentice had yet to figure out that the she-cat had been just playing with her. As they made their way back into camp, she did feel a light amount of guilt as she saw her mentor wandering up to them. She was spoiled, mean, bossy, and rude but she didn't want to become at least a decent warrior for Stormclan. She hadn't really minded having Pantherjaw for a mentor once she got over his funny appearance. She was well aware that he wasn't all that fond of her extra training with Blackmamba, but it was kind of hard to say no with her.
Blackmamba
"If you have something to say say it. Don't dance around the subject like a mouse." Blackmamba meowed in a low tone as Pantherjaw padded up. "Your apprentice is fine, you can still train her. Although if you'd like me to butt out of your affairs I would suggest training her correctly the first time. She'll be weak and dead with the skills you've taught her." Blackmamba rolled her snaky eyes before bypassing the warrior to reach the food pile. She frowned at the size before her paws led her in the direction of their new deputy, Cloudfoot. "The food pile is rather low is there a hunting party going out?" She asked, walking over to him. She dipped her head to Stormeyes when she saw the she-cat nearby.
Willowclan
Tendersoul
The gray tabby turned his one ear in Goldenheart's direction as she spoke. He chuckled softly at her words, not at her. "I don't think I'll ever be comfortable looking at myself either. Yet, when I first joined the clan about a moon before you and your sister came along. I met Snowblossom. The first thing she told me was that I had a tender soul and a heart for healing, and that is all that matters."
He doubted someone as pretty as Snowblossom had to deal with a thing like appearances or thoughts on what others saw.
Yet he felt even if she did she merely call them furball and carry on with her duties as a med cat cause that's all that really mattered to her. He was sure that the she-cat had her own insecurities to deal with, but to him she was the most confident she-cat he's ever met. His attention shifted away from Goldenheart to look across the water. A tall black tom was crossing over, Stormclan was coming. "Come let's see if we're needed." He meowed, a little bit on guard. He held no grudge with Stormclan, but new cats made him a little uneasy.
Tigerspirit
The exuberant tom turned his head as he heard that old raspy voice of his pestering kin. The jaded eyes peered at Bob with his usual cocky grin on his maw. "Since I am a warrior now you can't boss me around anymore." He told the elder with a raised head and puffed out chest. He had grown somewhat having become a warrior. He was a little bit taller then Thunderhowl now, but the tom still had quite a lot of muscle on him and could possibly be heavier then him. His eyes flickered over to Shimmerfire as he saw her laying down a couple of tail lengths away. A black thing showed up in his peripheral vision as he saw the Stormclan cats before he smelt them. The scent of water kind of knocked out anything across from them. "Hey, Shimmerfire, get up they're here." He meowed, rather loudly as he backed away from water edge. He nudge Bob along with him, he could already see the old bat yelling something at the cats. Tigerspirit wasn't in the mood to get yelled by Brightstar because Bob was being a pain in his rear.
(The Queen we have is Bitterblue and her kits in Willowclan.)
Stormclan
Frozenstar
The leader consider himself somewhat on the young side, old but not that old. He would never expect to have a heart attack at his age, but he swore he nearly did when he saw Wildpaw tottering on a stone. She touched the water, and his muscles wound themselves up like an corkscrew. They slowly relaxed as Lionpaw shot across and helped steady here. Perhaps Lionpaw's more obsessive protectiveness of his sisters wasn't as bad as Lightningstar made it out to be. The tom watched both the apprentices come back over to solid land, reminding himself next time to make sure that Wildpaw went ahead of him next time. He made sure the twins and Jinxfrost along with Silverwind got across alright before turning as he noticed eyes on him.
His ears twitched as he heard the light growl coming from a cat nearby, he forced himself to keep still and not shift in front of the two apprentices. The elongated tom bowed his crown as a regal looking she-cat stopped in front of him. Thankfully she didn't seem to annoyed that he had ignored her for the sake of his clanmates. "Brightstar." He greeted while letting his eyes roam over the cats behind her. "This is Lionpaw, my apprentice and his sister Wildpaw." He introduced the pair. "Copperhead and Rattlesnake, He pointed to the twin warriors. She's Jinxfrost and he's Silverwind." He added the last of his warriors. His eyes flickered to a bright pelted she-cat as she padded up to talk to the orange and black apprentice. Sunpelt looked harmless, and he assumed Lionpaw would look well after his sister.
Copperhead & Rattlesnake
The two twins frowned as they looked over Wildpaw, the two felt a little bad for the wet apprentice. They doubted that was the first impression she wanted to make on a rival clan. Despite Wildpaw's....craziness the two found her genuinely likable. Truthfully they wished their little sister could be more like her, it would be a nice change for once. The paid attention as they heard Frozenstar introducing them to a familiar cat, they had seen her in the fight. She was Willowclan's leader, the two tipped their head to her but said nothing as they eyed the rest of Willowclan. It was clear the two distrust the other clan, and had to stop from growling at the she-cat who came to close to the apprentices. They did their best to remain calm while waiting for their orders.
Cobrapaw
The apprentice watched as the two older cats exchanged words, not sure if either one was really listening to one another. She wasn't exactly one hundred percent sure why Blackmamba disliked Pantherjaw so much and doubt she ever would. The ears on her head went flat against her skull as he turned his attention to her. She didn't mind that he had to talk to Frozenstar, he wasn't as scary as Lightningstar had been. Then again Lightningstar hadn't minded her extra training with Blackmamba. She doubted Frozenstar would be a happy about it. It was the fact that she was going to miss out training in other areas because of it. "It doesn't hurt that bad really!" She meowed twitching her tail. "I can still train. It's just a scratch and it stings, but it'll stop. Please don't leave me out of training. I'll fall behind." She sulked.
Willowclan
Blacklion
The large cat watched as the Stormclan filed in on their side of the river. Seeing as Brightstar was busy with talking to the other leader, and no one was exactly moving the productive tom decided to get some more cats move. "Tigersoul, Thunderhowl, Tigermist, stay with the elders and make sure the cross safely." He figured it was a task they could handle. Lightningstrike and Winterheart, help the Queen, Bitterblue, and her kits across when needed. The tom waved his tail back and forth as he stretched out his lean body. Shimmeringfire and Speckledblaze, stay back with me. You'll help me watch over the medicine cats to make sure they get across alright."
Tigerspirit
The tom rolled his eyes at his words and shook his head. "I will find a flying hedgehog, just wait." He promised. He'd probably just find a hedgehog and drop it on the old bagder's head one day and call it flying. The amusement that glittered in his bright eyes dimmed slightly as he saw more cats coming along the river stones. He couldn't help but glare at one tom in particular as he stared at his grump. He was a little thing, but certainly well build for an apprentice.
The way he stared was kind of scary for a cat his age, Tigerspirit relaxed on the younger cat left to help another smaller orange and black apprentice from falling into the river. He looked less freaky tending to the wet apprentice-kit? She looked like a drenched kit. He was pulled from his thoughts as he heard his name called out by a booming voice. His eyes turned to Blacklion as the cat starting giving some directions, finally something to do. "Come on you old grump. Let's go help Phil and Carol." He meowed, while impatiently nudging his grumpy gramp again.
Tendersoul
The tom was watching as more cats slipped onto their territory with increasing nerves. He didn't visible show them though. He kept pace with Goldenheart before they bumped into Scarabwing. He twitched his nose as he scented the sickness on her. He hoped he could go out and do some more herb hunting once they were settled in. They had used a lot of their herbs during the that battle. The increase in size of their clan hadn't helped that problem either. He twitched his one ear as he heard Goldenheart saying she'd be going last with the former queen. He was a little worried about that, but he settled once he heard Blacklion speaking, saying something about helping them. Help was always nice.
Here's one.
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The sun is strong but cold on the beach. The wind tears the surface of the blue-black sea into a thousand whitecaps. Up on the cliffs, there is the silhouette of a crowed, those who have come upon hearing the cry of capaill uisce. The scream sounds like it’s coming from all around us. It vibrates in the clouds overhead. It’s a howl like venom, a paralyzing promise. I feel every muscles in my red stallion's body tense up at the cry, ears were rammed forwards at attention. I fight him for control when his hoofs leave the ground before slamming heavily back into the sand, leaning over his back and pressing my chest into his neck I whisper in his ear until he stops moving. I see her just as he does...mesmerizing and enchanting just like all of her kind, the water horse is several hands smaller then Corr but far larger then any land horse could ever dare to grow, she had a fine set of shoulders and quick movement her gait, she has a beautiful coat, a long mane of brown that was etched into her tail as well. I knew without a doubt that Malvern would want her, this was one that could not get away. It would seem that I had chosen a good time to take Corr out on a run. I yank Corr’s halter to catch his attention, I turn his ear toward me. I relax my hold on his halter right about then and he's off. Corr springs into the air, when Corr moves into a gallop, it’s as if it’s a gait that’s just been invented, something so much faster than all the others that it should be called something else. The wind roars savagely across my ears. I push Corr for a little more before yanking on his halter to make him turn to the right before he slams into the other water horse...that last think I need is a hoof coming at my head. I push him for a little more before he is finally able to over take her. Corr moves to cut her off, circling around to reface the horse. I could already hear the sounds of more hooves slamming against the ground, more men just what I needed. A tint of gold is caught in my peripheral versions, but it's ignored no one was stupid enough to be down on the beach today. If only I had known that there was someone stupid enough to be at the beach that day, it would of saved me so much trouble. Corr glares at the mare, yet keeps his distances from her. Less out of fear or uncertainty more to keep me out of harms way. What we had was very rare to see between the magical Capaill uisce, so rare that the only one I have ever seen before is mine and his. Now normally by this time I would be urging Corr into driving into her flank, pushing her towards the oncoming men and their horses. But today was going to be different. I knew it as soon as I heard my name being screamed out. "Kendrick!" It sound completely desperate and out of breath. I took the chance, trusting Corr to keep the mare at bay, to look over my shoulder. The mess I saw had my blood running cold. Several yard ahead of me were the group of men that normally brought the ropes and bells for the wild Capaill uisce. They always rode on Land Horses, they were easy to tame and work with. But today it appeared someone, although I could easily guess who, had taken out the Piebald Mare. A Capaill uisce who's beauty could possible rival the one in front of Corr, as well as speed. But her temper was utterly nasty and she had no problem taking off arms and legs of those who knew little about her kind. I had wanted to let her go, but my boss's son who was a few years older then me had wanted her. Of course Mutt had gone against my orders and taken her out today and now off all time. The Piebald must of tossed him, cause the horse was running a muck on the beach. There were ropes and the loud sound of bells ringing with every step she took. The Water Horses couldn't stand the sound of bells and the touch of silver burnt like fire, the sound wasn't helping her calm down. The flash of golden hair caught my eye again, I glanced at the young woman on the beach...who was she and why the heck was she down here! I watched as Mutt flung himself to the side, nearly missing the lashing hoof of the water horse. Another man, Prince, I think caught the rope around the mare and began pulling at it, trying to take her attention from golden haired woman she was heading for. I figured instantly that he was going to die... more blood to feed the sea. [/fancypost][/fancypost][/fancypost] |
[fancypost bgcolor=; border: 3px solid #151515; border-bottom: 3px double #151515; border-left: none; height: 250px; width: 235px; background: url( https://encrypted-tbn0.gstatic…ReU8rb0hp6tQrMEA3wzxxjDEg); background-size: 100%; background-position: top center; margin-left: -4px;][/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=#424242; border: 3px solid #424242; border-bottom: none; border-left: 3px solid #151515; border-right: 3px solid #151515; height: 18px; width: 235px; border-left: none; margin-left: -4px][fancypost bgcolor=#151515; border: none; width: 200px; height: 20px; border-radius: 0em 0em 2em 2em; margin-top: -8px; font-size: 18px; line-height: 18px; text-align: center; color: white; font-family: bell mt; text-transform: lowercase;]Corr[/fancypost][/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=#424242; border: none; width: 245px; height: 200px; padding: 10px; overflow: hidden; border: 3px solid #151515; border-left: none; border-bottom: none; border-top: none; margin-left: -4px][fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; width: 245px; height: 200px; padding: 0px; padding-right: 27px; overflow: auto][fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; width: 245px; min-height: 200px; padding: 0px; font-size: 11px; line-height: 12px; text-align: justify; color: white; font-family: verdana] My muscular frame was built with never ending tension. The sound of the chiming bells was setting me on edge, but I remained still as I felt my rider's heels digging into my sides. I bent my neck in defiance, the muscles under my glossy pelt rippling with my every move. Logan was distracted right now, he was not giving me the order to herd her in the direction of the awaiting men, so I took the time to observe the mare. She was a rather enchanting sight, perhaps distractedly so. But I was use to seeing pretty faced mares, there were several of them back at Malvern's stables where I resided. But this one had a wild spark to her, I wasn't quite sure if that was good or bad yet. A suddenly sharp cry of pure pain had me twisting my head away from the mare. The cry had been loud enough to drown out the sharp winds and violent thrashing of the sea. One of the humans, Prince, was laying on the ground. He was cradling a clearly broken arm. Blood was seeping into the sand as I finally noticed the third Capaill uisce, one wouldn't know that she had been already captured by the way acted. I felt the tension leaving my side as Logan had me whirling around away from new Capaill uisce and over to the Piebald mare. We should be worried about if she got away, but death was a slightly higher priority right now. As I bolted off away from Ceto, I paused halted a few feet away from the snapping Piebald. Logan's weight was no longer on my back. Instead the rider was in front of me, yanking my head down and whispering in my ear. The order clear as a bell. I gave a light nicker as I understood the order. Logan gave my broad shoulder a light pat before he left me to deal with the Piebald. As soon as the rider was away, I lunged forwards towards the young woman with the hair of gold. I bypassed her heading back to the challenge the wild one. I slowed my pace so it doesn't look like I wanted charge into her. I lift my legs take one step at a time as I slipped directly in front of the Wild One. I kept my head raised and stood at my full height, a territorial glint in my eyes, although no pure hostility or aggression as the other one was showing. I let her make the first move, waiting to see if she'd speak to him or charge straight into battle. [/fancypost][/fancypost][/fancypost] |
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Pulling a red ribbon from the pocket of my jacket with my right hand, I press it over the bones of the horse’s nose. She jerks, but my hand on her skull and neck is firm. I whisper in her ear and she staggers back, punching a hoof into Prince's body as she struggles to find her footing again. I can't hear the ragged breathing of Prince no longer, but I couldn't focus on his death right now. The Piebald is more important. As I lead her farther from her desired destination, the men take the chance and quickly grab a firm hold of the ropes with the bells dangling around them. The lax feeling of her muscles surge underneath her body, again. But this time they have a better hold on her, she's not getting free. "Take her back to the stables, the farthest one in the back. No food or water today." I told the closest man, Jonathan, as he nodded and the others began yanking her back. I was very careful to avoid the blood that was draining into the sand as it seeped out of Prince's body. I could find little pity or sorrow for the dead man, knowing him he had encouraged Mutt to take that horse out. Speaking of Malvern's son I could feel his eyes burning into my back, before we could have our typical argument on whose fault this was, a name was screamed loudly from the cliff side. Focusing on one woman in particular as she screamed Luna at the top of her lungs. Who was Luna? The woman who had screamed is what my mother would of called a "strong looking woman" which meant from the back she looked like a man and from the front you preferred the back. I knew that woman anywhere...it was Dory, she owned the shop and bed and breakfast in the town with her sisters. "Logan Kendrick, you and that stallion of yours had better go get girl right now!" The look she gave said I probably should do it now. "If harm comes to her I'll have your head!" Both Mutt and I turned our eyes in the direction she was pointing. It was the golden haired one from earlier, the one I had told Corr to keep away from the Wild One. The fair skin, small build, and stunning appearance said she wasn't from the island, a tourist perhaps but then why was Dory so worried about her? All the same I was more interested in why she was staring at the Water Horse like that? And why had the Water Horse taken off yet? The look in the horse's eyes...it was familiar something I had seen before, it clicked in my head after a moment it was the same look Corr gave me when I came to his stall in the morning...something of trust perhaps. Not possible. "Corr!" I forced my thoughts into his head, needing his attention. I began making my way towards the blonde and my horse, who lifted his head and turned it towards me. Giving up on his former duties as soon as he noticed the look in my eyes. He bounced away from blonde and back over to me, I swung myself on his back in one fluent motion. Years ago it took me ages to get on his back, but between height and years of practice it was as easy as breathing. Once I was seated on his broad back he shoved off the sand and moved forwards towards the blonde. It most likely was rather rude, but leaning over I wrapped one arm around the slender waist and hoisted the female up and in front of me on Corr's back. She was rather light, I doubted Corr took to much notice of the additional weight on his back. She was dainty and delicate compared to the island woman. She had to of come from the mainlands. I tap Corr lightly on his side, making him head towards the cliffs and hills. "She can not have the girl, Corr." If that Water Horse knew what was good for her she'd go back to the sea. She had no place here. Her or this troublesome girl, they didn't belong on the island and I would rather they both be out of my life sooner rather then later. Corr gave a toss of his head, seemingly concerned with what I was doing. I could careless if the two were bonded like him and I, it would dwindle away once they were far enough away from each other. At least that was what my father told me before his passing. Besides Dory clearly wanted the girl back, who was I to say no to Dory. [/fancypost][/fancypost][/fancypost] |
[fancypost bgcolor=; border: 3px solid #151515; border-bottom: 3px double #151515; border-left: none; height: 250px; width: 235px; background: url( https://encrypted-tbn0.gstatic…ReU8rb0hp6tQrMEA3wzxxjDEg); background-size: 100%; background-position: top center; margin-left: -4px;][/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=#424242; border: 3px solid #424242; border-bottom: none; border-left: 3px solid #151515; border-right: 3px solid #151515; height: 18px; width: 235px; border-left: none; margin-left: -4px][fancypost bgcolor=#151515; border: none; width: 200px; height: 20px; border-radius: 0em 0em 2em 2em; margin-top: -8px; font-size: 18px; line-height: 18px; text-align: center; color: white; font-family: bell mt; text-transform: lowercase;]Corr[/fancypost][/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=#424242; border: none; width: 245px; height: 200px; padding: 10px; overflow: hidden; border: 3px solid #151515; border-left: none; border-bottom: none; border-top: none; margin-left: -4px][fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; width: 245px; height: 200px; padding: 0px; padding-right: 27px; overflow: auto][fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; width: 245px; min-height: 200px; padding: 0px; font-size: 11px; line-height: 12px; text-align: justify; color: white; font-family: verdana] As I stopped in front of the mare I watched as the ears fall backwards, but she doesn't call out a challenge nor does look like she's going to run. I'd be happier if she did decided to run and return to the sea, it would save my rider a lot of trouble. I fix my own storm grey orbs on her darker eyes as she looks unsure of how to deal with me. It didn't last long because moments later my head is ringing with her clear anger. Traitor. Why do they all call me that? I was no traitor, who exactly am I betraying because I wish to stay on the land with the humans? They always said I was traitor to my own kind, but I don't exactly remember pledging any type of loyalty to them. I really don't think that was the right word to describe me. I couldn't help but snort and roll my eyes at her. It was a little hard to restrain the urge with the impulsive mare. You don't need to know. I answered her. I found myself flattening my ears backwards against my skull as I heard her speak. She was fresh from the water, she sound rather similar to sea and the waves. As lovely as a sound as it, I was always fighting the call of the sea, as were all of my kind. My rider, this island, and all those who live on it belong to me. Go back home, you don't belong here. I emphases my words with a sharp slam of my front hoof against the sand. Between her and the Piebald I've had enough of mares today. I don't wait for her answer or words, my mind is quickly filled by another. The intrusion is somewhat pleasant as Logan calls me. I turned my back on the mare and head off to where my rider now stands. His weight is familiar upon my back, calming truthfully. I couldn't help but swing my head around to look over my shoulder as I felt a second body seated on my own. The female, she feels rather cold upon my back. I've never had anyone upon my back besides my rider, and I can't help but fear a little that I might drop her. Her body weight is so light that I wouldn't of noticed her if I hadn't physically saw her sitting there, I am use to the heavier weight of my rider. The human reminds me of a ray of light given the form of man. Her mane is the brightest I have ever laid eyes upon. Logan is in my head once again, reminding me that the girl can not go with the unstable mare. Yet I can't help but feel a little bad for her, had anyone tried to take my rider from me I would feed the sea their blood. Yet I don't like going against Logan's wishes either. Are you sure that this is the right way to go about this? The light tap of his heels against my side has me moving once again, farther from the mare and closer to the upper part of the island. "The mare will take drag her down to the sea. Those eyes of her's they looked...wrong. If she wants the girl so badly she must pass my test." My rider's mental voice is detached and cold, yet I can feel him shift on my back a little to look behind him. The mare will be on his mind. He dislikes the idea as much as me, I can feel his growing annoyance with the whole matter as if it were my own. He was usually less feeling then he was now, I couldn't tell if this was the mare's fault or her potential rider's. [/fancypost][/fancypost][/fancypost] |
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(Someone can interact with Ishida.)
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| [justify][font=georgia][size=9pt][color=mintcream]The female sighed as she bounced from tree to tree. She didn't have much to do right now, and so was doing so lone training which involved improving her speed. She moved through the outskirts of the village, wandering through the forest. She wasn't really looking for anything in particular, but she was hoping to find a little training ground of her own to play with her golems. She had created any a bit and she was sure she was getting rusty or something. With each tree she jumped in she pulsed her chakra, checking and noticing the wildlife and everything around her. She'd have to work on improving her echolocation as well. Since leaving her home she's found that she has been getting rusty on some things. | [fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=; width: 250px; height: 400px; background: url(http://images4.fanpop.com/imag…ight-18536494-630-903.jpg); background-position: center; background-size: 110%;] [fancypost bgcolor= purple; border: none; height:43px; width:250px; margin-top:5px; margin-left:-15px; font-family: arial; color: mintcream; font-size: 38px; letter-spacing: 3px; margin-top: 320px; opacity: 0.80;][align=center] Ishida[/fancypost][/fancypost] |
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| [fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=; width: 250px; height: 320px; background: url(http://i32.photobucket.com/alb…el_DarthMalice/hyuuga.png); background-position: center; background-size: 110%;] [fancypost bgcolor= black; border: none; height:43px; width:250px; margin-top:5px; margin-left:-15px; font-family: arial; color: mintcream; font-size: 24px; letter-spacing: 3px; margin-top: 320px; opacity: 0.80;] Tsume Hyuga[/fancypost][/fancypost] |
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| [justify][font=georgia][size=9pt][color=mintcream]The kunoichi's speed improved as she pushed more chakra out through her feet. Her sight impaired due to the blindfold and the seal on her forehead, but that didn't stop her from seeing. She perceives the world through senses such as hearing, touch, smell, and echolocation, such as she did now. She gathered some chakra into her body before forcing it outwards, as the first echo began to return she expanded with by sending out a second one, amplifying the first one. The air reverted with the echo, the world lit up in blue but she could see where everything was, including the approaching shinobi on her tail. Ishida slowed her pace before stopping on a thick branch. She didn't bother hiding the sound of her chains rattling as she unwrapped them from around her waist, taking hold of her daggers. A pair of daggers shaped like a nail connected by a single long chain sat in her hands as the sensor turned her head in the direction of the one gaining on her. She made out the outline of the body, male. The chakra she saw was strong, flowing out like hot steam in pipes. There was something else around him, she would of mistaken the thing as a scarf it wasn't pulsing with chakra as well. It seemed like training was going to have to wait until she got rid of unwanted pests. Ishida gave a flicker of her left wrist, pushing a little chakra into her hands and tossing the chained dagger. It flew silently and accurately, shattering the trunk of of the tree directly over his head. She gave a sharp yank on the chain to draw back her dagger into her awaiting hands before the first chunk of bark could even touch the forest floor. "I don't know who you are or what you want, but following me makes me feel like you some type of creepy stalker." Ishida could be friendly when she wanted to be, but strange shinobi who follow her didn't get a 'hello' and 'nice to meet ya' |
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| [fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=; width: 250px; height: 320px; background: url(http://i32.photobucket.com/alb…el_DarthMalice/hyuuga.png); background-position: center; background-size: 110%;] [fancypost bgcolor= black; border: none; height:43px; width:250px; margin-top:5px; margin-left:-15px; font-family: arial; color: mintcream; font-size: 24px; letter-spacing: 3px; margin-top: 320px; opacity: 0.80;] Tsume Hyuga[/fancypost][/fancypost] |
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| [justify][font=georgia][size=9pt][color=mintcream]The violet haired female scowled as the male stopped a few tree branches from her. He didn't say anything for a few seconds, but she did notice a very visible change in his chakra during his silence. Underneath that strong and steady hum there appeared to be something there, another type of chakra. It was buried sort of deep, but along that brief pause she found it. What is that? She wondered to herself. She would of tried peering at it deeper, but that would involve getting closer to the mystery man and she'd rather not. Her attention as a whole returned as he began talking to her. Her chains rattled gently as she shifted her weight and placed a hand on her hip. A small smile curved along her lips as listened to his words. "I am not the one following girls around." She reply to the creep comment. "What type of monster are you? Are you a good one or a bad one?" She didn't bother discriminating against monsters, like there were types of people their could be types of monster as well. "As for who I am...well life is full of mysteries and since I don't know you I am going to stay one." Ishida sent out another pulse of chakra and checked her surroundings. The chains rattled again as she moved a little on her branch. Okay, so maybe she wasn't in the right place. She wasn't sure if she got turned around or someone had given her the wrong directions. It was possible she got turned around, she wasn't the best with finding her way around here. "You should be a nice monster and tell me where I am." She added with a minor pouting expression. |
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(Is is possible we could do a timeskip and have willowclan at Stormclan's camp? This is taking a little long, sorry if I sound impatient.)
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| [justify][font=georgia][size=9pt][color=mintcream]Ishida tensed a little as man moved to set something down. It was that weird scarf thing. It took her a few seconds to figure out that thing was some kind of serpent and not a piece of clothing. Lovey, he likes snakes. Ishida had nothing against snakes, she just was not use to them from where she was from. Furry things didn't feel as odd. She stopped her silent thoughts as she focused on some of the more important things like where she was and who he was. She was more concerned with the fact that she was not where she was suppose to be. She had told that one bossy guy with scary chakra that she be back to the Leaf by today. It did help that she had left the place and forgot her headband. She never had wear one before. This was just great. Ishida relaxed her grip on her daggers and crouch down on the tree limb. "Damn it!" Her chakra twisted with in a violent manner, but she got her emotions under control seconds later. She didn't need Akihiro attacking her because she was being weird. She gave a heavy sigh before standing up again. "jinjuriki, I have like a billion question for. But I'll save those for later. Right now I've got to know are you going to the Leaf Village at all? And If so can I tag along? If not I'll be out of your hair once you point me in the right direction. I really need to get back there." |
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| [justify][font=georgia][size=9pt][color=mintcream]Ishida sighed softly and smile broadly when she found that she could come along with him. This was going to save her a lot of time, and hopefully keep her from getting some form of a punishment from the man with the scary chakra. Ishida wrapped the chains around her waist several times and checked to make sure they wouldn't fall off. She noticed that odd chakra in Akihiro's body again, it remained rather present. Ishida cocked her head to the right while pondering who he was talking to. She quickly trailed after the shinobi when he took off, pushing more chakra to her soles and expanding her echolocation. Silence and Ishida weren't the best of friends, she wasn't exactly a chatter bug but she wasn't exactly the silent type either. "Oi, Aki-Aki. Who is Kiki? Your a Jinchuriki right? What tailed-beast do you have in you? Can you hear it? Does it have a name? Is it weird having a demon inside you?" If given the chance she could go on and on with questions. She was a very curios person. The nickname sadly, was due to the fact she had trouble remembering his whole name. Her memory really wasn't the greatest. | [fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=; width: 250px; height: 400px; background: url(http://images4.fanpop.com/imag…ight-18536494-630-903.jpg); background-position: center; background-size: 110%;] [fancypost bgcolor= purple; border: none; height:43px; width:250px; margin-top:5px; margin-left:-15px; font-family: arial; color: mintcream; font-size: 38px; letter-spacing: 3px; margin-top: 320px; opacity: 0.80;][align=center] Ishida[/fancypost][/fancypost] |
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