Posts by ilovetoast

Roxanne took her knife away from Zack's throat. "I don't care about Vicky, my cousin. I'm just an assasin, k? No-one has ever cared about me, so why should I care about them?"

Citrinepaw smiled, pleasantly surprised. "Yeah. I didn't think anyone noticed me." Her short jet-black fur ruffled in the wind and her huge yellow eyes glowed with a beautiful light.

"Definitely." Citrinepaw nodded, glad to have something to look forward to. "So what to want to teach me next?"

Okay I feel some awkward trying-to-find-a-new-conversation-ness coming along so I'll just sterp right in and say..................

Who likes smiley face potatoes?

Woops soz I don't know maybe now seeing as I'm AT school. Y'know, you're right next to me. *Elbows Frenchy*

Have you NEVER had smiley face potatoes!

I didn't ignore you, I just didn't notice you.

And it's spelt would.

OOC: A tour of Boltclan territory. *clears throat*. We will start at the stream, the border separating our clan and our allies, Anti-Windclan that contains lots of fish. To the left is a forest. This forest is home to prey including rabbits, squirrels, mice and voles. It also houses a small water pool which is a common watering-hole for thirsty hunters and prey alike. From there, only a short walk to a small field of wildflowers. If you turned right of the stream, it would lead you to camp, which contains tall trees, but is mainly tall green grass. Continuing right from the stream, you would find a path, some more trees and lots of foliage. There is a clearing there. If you went north-west from there, you would go towards a Twoleg town, which is quite far away. The twolegs like to come for walks in this wood, which is why you sometimes (though rarely) find them there. If you went north-east and continued for half a day, you would be in Agateclan, and from there it is a day's walk to Mortuusclan and three days walk to Snowclan. Muse is fading.....

IC: Toolpaw nodded excitedly. He vowed to be the best apprentice ever, to make Wither and Jewelpaw proud.

They're like chips except they look like smiley faces. And they're even yummier!

Neptunesea leapt in to strike Glimmeringeyes' face, muscles buldging under his blue tabby coat.

Plutodarkness was shocked, her eyes widening at the question. "Well I'm pregnant..." she trailed off. "What else do you want to know?"

"I HAVEN'T TALKED TO VICKY IN YEARS!" Roxanne shouted at Isabella. "SHE DIDN'T HIRE ME!" she screamed and raked her face with her blood-red nails, revealing that it was a mask. Underneath, her face was still beautiful but marred with scars: some crusted over, some old and some alarmingly fresh. Her eyes were blooshot from crying and her pupils massively dilated. Purple and mustard-yellow bruises covered her face, and her ear...it would give you nightmares. "She didn't hire anyone." she whispered. "Vicky knows something, something that she intended to pass on to you. Perhaps she already has. I have to kill all three of you, and a ginger boy, Cameron, I think. Otherwise he'll come for me. He'll kill me and he'll kill our children. But if I do kill you, he'll keep on torturing us, and I'll be driven insane from the memories of those I've killed." she began to shake, crying, but there were no tears left. She sank to the ground.

Zack approached, horrified. "Sis? Roxy?"

Again....

Plutodarkness went over to Neonflash, concerned. "Neon?" she whispered. "Do you think I can I help you?"

Toolpaw blew Wither a kiss and raced off after Icefire.

A small, lean she-cat lay on the unforgiving ground, barely breathing as blood seeped from wounds on her body. In the scheme of things, the wounds weren't that bad, but the memories were what hurt most. Waves and waves washed over the fawn sable cat as she screamed and cried, her tarnished-silver eyes tightly closed and she braced herself against the next, horrifying pain that shot through her. All she could hear were the cries of her confused kits, taken so brutally from her, and the song, a song she had once heard that seemed to sum up what she felt...

The she-cat opened her eyes, staring at the little kit. "I'm hurting, little one." she whispered, her voice cracking with pain. "I've seen so much, too much in my 11 moons."

I think I can forgive you then. Maybe

"I can't do that to the children." she whispered. "He r***d me, and we have twins, a boy and a girl. Each night, before I go, he threatens that if I don't come home he'll kill them, torture them, turn them on each other, perhaps even r**e little Katia...I can't run away. I can't help you unless he lets us go. And he'll never do that without someone forcing him to." she cried.

Zack's eyes widened. "Then we force him to." he said simply, his brain racing. I'm gonna kill that motherf***er for doing this to my sister! was his first thought. Wait... he thought again. I'm an uncle! Cool! No, wait, not the time bro.... he shook his head to clear his jumbled up thoughts.

Neptunesea run forward, diving to scrape the soft flesh of her belly and hopefully knock her off her feet so that she would be vulnerable.