"We should take him to Riverclan. Less suspicion. We'll tell them that we found him on the edge of the river, and he had been attacked by a fox. I'll say I heard the commotion and came running," Echobreeze mewed, rapidly forming a plan in his mind. "They won't suspect a thing."
He was already treating this like he had to hide his every impure thought of Ivytail.
"My name is Echobreeze, by the way. What's yours?"
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Rosewhisper padded silently through the forest. She was a young Thunderclan she-cat who, although surrounded by clanmates, walked a lonely path. The tom she'd fallen heavily for was now mates with Fawnwhisker. This couldn't be true. Fawnwhisker was a horribly mean she-cat! Why would Weaselheart fall for her?
She needed somecat, anycat, no matter what clan, to turn her tears to roses. -
"Thank you for your generosity. I'm sure any Riverclan warrior would've done the same thing had they seen an injured cat, no matter what Clan. But I must be leaving, before my clan starts looking for me," Echobreeze mewed kindly to the medicine cat, dipping his head to show respect. As he left, he looked longingly at Ivytail. His pelt brushed hers and he whispered, barely audible, "Meet me at fourtrees at moonhigh."
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A slender black-and-white cat slunk out of the shadows. He wasn't seen by any Riverclan cats. Echobreeze had come back.
He slowly snuck up to Ivytail.
"He can't be there for you. I can. Meet me at fourtrees tonight, and I'll show you what love means," He whispered. -
(People seem to have a thing for Riverclan and Thunderclan cats....But I can see why. Silverstream and Graystripe. Bluestar and Oakheart.)
Rosewhisper padded to the river for a drink and noticed the calico tom. "What are you doing so close to the border?" She asked warily, fur bristling. But she was in no mood to fight. She'd probably be overpowered.
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Aurora cried a single tear on the body. She touched noses with her father one last time before walking away, leaving his remains in the dark forest. Moonlight surrounded his body, making him shimmer in the light.
I need somebody, somebody strong. I need sombody to lean on, she thought, staring into the stars. Who will come for me? -
(That's fine. I do that all the time...I remember calling a cat named Rosetwirl Roseswirl for a week before I realized that it wasn't a typo in the form XD)
Echobreeze didn't reply to that, he only dissappeared back into the trees. He emerged in Windclan territory, enjoying the feel of the breeze ruffling his fur. Oh, Echobreeze, what've you gotten yourself into? he thought.
(Time-skip to fourtrees meeting?)
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Echobreeze silently snuck up on the sleeping form of Ivytail. "I'm here," He purred softly, prodding her gently with a paw. "Wake up."
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"Bon Jour, Ivytail," Echobreeze purred deeply, lightly brushing his tail against her flank. "How are you this fine evening?"
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Katrina paced quietly around a river, debating wether to drink or not. She had a clean bottle of water in her bag, but she should save that for times of dire need. The sly ginger decided that a drink from the river wouldn't be that bad.
(I really need some action. This is getting boring.)
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"I've never been better. Your eyes melt my heart like a greenleaf breeze melts ice," Echobreeze mewed thoughtfully, his tail flicking back and forth as he padded around Ivytail with his eyes closed from sheer joy.
"We shouldn't be doing this, you know."
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(I'm so frickin BORED!)
Katrina prowled in a wide circle around one particular contestant. She could barely see Rynik in the distance. Stupid, she thought, scoffing, [/i]that buffalo is probably poisoned, knowing the capoitol![/i]
She decided to take Rynik out of her misery before she got the food.(I won't kill Rynik...Unless you want me to.)
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Echobreeze's head snapped towards a distant rustling. "There's someone in the bushes," He whispered.
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Katrina's glittering emerald eyes caught sight of Yuki, and she scowled. She knew he'd probably seen her. Time for action. He was already weakened by a recent battle-that she had watched-and he could easily be taken down. It was now her never. Her first kill would have to be clean.
The sly ginger's knife was quickly removed from its hiding place and readied for throwing. She aimed carefully and threw the knife at Yuki. It could barely be seen for it was such a blur.
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A small ginger she-cat hissed loudly, thrashing about. She flung Ivytail off and stalked out of the bush.
"Flamingfur!" Echobreeze exclaimed loudly, suddenly nervous. He twitched his ears.
"So, you've sneaked off to see this filthy rat!" She hissed, spitting the last word and pointing to Ivytail. -
"A filthy rat!" Flamingfur hissed, wiggling out from under Ivytail. She streaked away, turning to say one last thing before dissappearing into the night.
"I won't mention anything now, but keep doing this and all the clans will know.""Y-you don't think she'd really do that, right?" Ehcobreeze asked Ivytail nervously.
(Quest: To create drama.
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Name: Katrina
Gender: Female
Age: 15
District: 12
Weapon of Choice: Throwing knives
Personality: Katrina is dark, mysterious, and often bloodthirsty. She's not afraid to kill to get what she wants. In fact, she has many victims. Her most notable trait is her ability to get others to follow her. She has a way with words...A way with words kind of like Hitler had. She's completely evil, but you have to erspect her tough resolve. She does have a weakness, though. She is completely addicted to shedding blood. She can't stop it. She must shed the blood of somthing at least once every few days....Even if it is her own.
Appearance Katrina is a red-haired, thin, tall girl with ivory skin. She usually wears lipstick which makes her lips cherry-red. Her fingernails are long and painted pitch-black. She usually wears a short-sleeved, tigh shirt with faded jeans and a thin leather jacket. Don't ask her how she got them. She always has a knife hidden in her black combat boots.