~rescue me again |vulture&falcon& pyre&tide| Dec 20, 2012 19:08:37 GMT -5
Post by Hellion on Dec 20, 2012 19:08:37 GMT -5
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[STYLE=text-align: justify; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 11px; width: 360px; margin-left: 10px; color: #9d9d9d;]"I understand Falconleap and I will respect your choice. May your kits grow strong and their father be proud."
Falconleap had replayed her talk with Fallingstar many time over the past couple days she had told her she was going to have kits and leave her rank to have them. While Fallingstar said to StarClan she was still to be the deputy and not until Fallingstar made the ceremony would she lose her rank entirely. However, Falconleap felt overly excited to be able to care for her kits in the nursery.
Although she was welcomed in to the nursery and quickly made her nets beside Pryelight and her fairly vocal troop of four young ones, Falconleap felt a certain hostility by one warrior more than others.
While her choice to have kits was frowned on, she didn't truly care it wasn't like she had many friends that would be upset, Pyrelight was excited for the she-cat and that was all Falconleap wanted. Still the taunts coming from Tumblefur threatening that he knew who her mate was, instead of Faloncleap saying it was tom already in a relationship and she didn't wish to make problems.
That lie was the largest she'd ever told and felt awful as if slid off her tongue but everyone accepted it easily beside Tumblefur of course. The remarks and growls the tom gave her was no warning to what he had planned to the queen.
"Hello Falconleap. A thick and dark voice woke the queen from her nap. It was Tumblefur and his eyes were narrowed on the she-cat. "Hello Tumblefur, how can I help you?" Falconleap replied curtly, rising up and moving to sit up tall, eyes narrowed. "I was just wondering where the pretty little tribe cat is." He spoke darkly moving closer toward her. "Pyrelight went out, she took her kits into the camp clearing to play in the sun while I napped." She said quickly, eyes darting outside to see the glimpse of sun before Tumblefur's friend stepped in to block her view.
"Oh bad idea Falconleap. Now to make this short and sweet. I'm going to explain to you something. I know you mated with that fish eater and are bringing his mangled offspring into our camp. When they are born I'm going to kill them. You won't even be able to name them." His voice sounded dark and demented, mangled that Falconleap wanted to pretend she didn't hear them.
"Fallingstar won't let you and Pyrelight will be back soon." Falconleap frantically spoke, eyes darting for an exit.
"Kits die all the time in leaf-bare and who will she believe? A mother who just lost her kits that went crazy or a warrior who helped bury them." He hissed, stepping closer, Falconleap felt lost and a harsh kick in her belly, she prayed to StarClan her kit wouldn't come early from stress, not with his monster in the nursery.
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