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Post by Fawn on Feb 28, 2013 1:42:35 GMT -5
♠BLACKWOLF♠ of NightClan I am the Sin Called Wrath.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 28, 2013 2:01:34 GMT -5
"So I heard he caught an owl. An actual OWL."
"What? No way! It wasn't like some old half-dead owl though, was it?"
"No! It looked pretty healthy to me, you know, minus the claw marks, and he got a big nasty gash in the shoulder fighting it, but he won, obviously."
"Oh no! Is he alright?"
Such talk made the firey she-cat nearly sick at her stomach. How could every mouse-brained she-cat of Nightclan swoon over this one cat. Oh, beause they are mouse-brained. The pale eyed Nightclan warrioress turned her gaze towards the two newly warriored she-cats as they poured over the resident 'stud' of Nightclan, if you could call Blackwolf such a thing, which she didn't. However, his response to such talk, the honey sweet purr, the over thickly used gloat that pushed his status with females up, just made her sick. She couldn't stand such an over-powered tom, one that though his dirt didn't stink, and to her, it probably would have smelt like day old rotten carrion.
"I've recovered just fine, thanks."
Must he just add ontop of wasn't needed in the first place. The tom had his own posse for Starclan's sake. Ghostlight continued to stay put, laid near the rocks of the make shift camp of the rag-tag group of Nightclanners. Her ghostly colored blue eyes moved away from their spot on watching the two overly annoying she-cat moon over Blackwolf as the black male neared them, circling them like an owl would circle a mouse that was in it's orbital eyeline. With a flick of her tail, finishing the peice of frog that was in her throat, she opened her jaws to spout sharp, hanise words towards the she-cats and Blackwolf himself.
"Oh an owl... Big deal. It's so not like any other cat has every hunted and snagged an owl before. Great Starclan..." She rolled her eyes, tongue sharp with sarcasm, and an evil prod towards anyone's powerful ego, as the multicolored eyed tom had.
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Post by Fawn on Feb 28, 2013 2:40:29 GMT -5
♠BLACKWOLF♠ of NightClan I am the Sin Called Wrath.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 28, 2013 2:52:42 GMT -5
"Don't be jealous, Ghostlight. If you wanted me to come over and talk to you, you could've just asked."
The sleek black she-cat let out an amused laugh from her open jaws at such words. Her, want him over near her. Just the oppisite, she wanted that male as far away as possible. She stood up, paws planted firmly on the ground as she turned her head to face Blackwolf, her muzzle centimeters from his as her pale gaze stared deeply into the odd, duel colored eyes of Blackwolf. She stood her ground, eyes blank of emotions except for a clear one, annoyance. She knew that the male that was so close to her at the moment, probably wasn't used to having a female turning him down, or standing him up as she was currently doing at the moment.
"If I wanted you to come talk to me, your pelt would have to be on fire." She purred in a cold, sicklly sweet tone as she batted her eyelashes at the tom infront of her pale blue gaze. Her bushy tail flickered behind her as she turned to pad away from Blackwolf, making sure her tail fluffed up underneath his jawline and tickling his nose as she padded away, waving her tail behind her in such a mockinly way, her heavily amused purr left to float towards his ears as she headed towards the forest, probably out to hunt. She paused to say hi to her brother, Spiriteye and some other tom that she gave an affectionive flick of her tail too, almost in the same mannor she had mockingly given Blackwolf. (Which she was mockingly giving the other tom as well, but Blackwolf didn't have to know that did he, even more of a downer on his ego if she had dissed him for someone two bit warrior).
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Post by Fawn on Feb 28, 2013 3:51:46 GMT -5
♠BLACKWOLF♠ of NightClan I am the Sin Called Wrath.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 28, 2013 4:08:06 GMT -5
Ghostlight pulled away when she felt the sudden brush of another's pelt against hers, those hauntingly pale blue eyes flared in annoyance as Blackwolf's maul entered her vision and his sufficating scent entered her nose, almost drowning her. Her lip pulled back to expose her needle sharp fangs as she growled at Blackwolf deep in her throat. She hadn't expected him to follow her on her path towards the hunting grounds of Nightclan's flooded territory. She lashed her tail as she gazed up words with her feirce gaze, sharpening it to where her look could cut into fur if it could. Her claws peeked out of her black paws as she listened to his draw on.
"So either you don't dislike me as much as you think you do, or I just haven't rubbed your fur the wrong way enough yet."
His words echoed in her ears as she laid them back against her head before she pricked them up again, a new light entered her eyes as she let out a honey sweet purr, rumbling deep and loud. She lowered the gaurd on her eyes and let a gentle look enter those soft blue orbs. She stepped closer, bringing her muzzle just inches from his again before she padded around him in a vulture like curl. She let her fur brush against his, her bushy tail rubbing against his flanks, belly and once again his chest and chin as she circled around back towards his front. "Perhaps I don't dislike you as much as I think..." She purred as her gaze met his again, she lifted a paw only to defingly bop him on the nose..
Her muzzle closed it towards his ear as her purr stopped, "I believe I dislike you more than I think." She hissed before she backed away, tail lashing. "Don't think that you suave talk and macho attitude can sway me Blackwolf... I'm not one of those she-cats here who moons over your very pawsteps." She smirked, eyes flared with power and her own ego as she stepped past him to continue towards her desitnation.
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Post by Fawn on Feb 28, 2013 4:42:38 GMT -5
♠BLACKWOLF♠ of NightClan I am the Sin Called Wrath.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 28, 2013 4:56:46 GMT -5
There was a pause in the snarky she-cat step as she turned to look over her shoulder, her gaze sharp and fierce as her bushy tail waved around behind her. She gave a slight shrug to her shoulders, muscles rippling under her tight black fur as she did such motions. She sat down, curling her tail around her paws before bringing one up to lick and pull it over her ear, an amused meow left her throat as she listened to his gawl about her being intrested in she-cats. She knew she had touched a sore spot by denying him thrice in the last five minutes as well as that knock on his nose, that didn't do well with his renowed temper.
"I'm sure a she-cat would be better than a tom who's arrogant, egotistical and more about himself than any compatible mate that could walk straight under his nose." Her eyes flashed as she responded to his insult, it didn't bother her. She knew that she was after a tom that could lift her off her paws, one that could look past what Blackwolf couldn't, his ego, his pride, and the fact that every she-cat follows him around like a love-sick puppy. Her bushy tail tip thudded against the ground as it lifted up and down as she spoke to the tom who she had aggrivated. "I'm not worried about not finding a mate either." She gave a sultry purr, slighty putting a boost on her ego.
She wasn't one to shy away from the fact that she was quite a pretty she-cat. Slick short black fur, but with a bushy, long haired tail and odd, pale blue eyes that gave her such a ghostly look. Hince her name, Ghost. Her gaze stared into the mismatch gaze of Blackwolf. She wouldn't tell him this, but she knew that he was a handsome tom. If he wasn't such a jerk, she might be able to look past such an arrogant attitude to find the soft hearted tom underneath that might make a compatible mate. But unfortuantly, he had shot that down.
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Post by Fawn on Feb 28, 2013 21:43:09 GMT -5
♠BLACKWOLF♠ of NightClan I am the Sin Called Wrath.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 28, 2013 22:34:49 GMT -5
Ghostlight's pale blue eyes blazed to life at such an insult towards her, perhaps she didn't want the options that Blackwolf had, why would she, having tom wander around after her, mooning in a drooling way that disgusted her to no ends. Her bushy tail lashed as she stood up on her small, numble paws, muscles shifting under her tight pelts with her vivid movements. Her long jaws opened to reveil her needle sharp fangs as her fluid, silky voice came out with such a sharp sting. "Options." She laughed, her bushy tail swept against the ground as her pale eyes blazed, "I'd rather have one tom who was truely inlove rather than have empty headed she-cats who only care about looks." She hissed, "Options my tail."
Ghostlight turned, padding out of the rag-tag camp made for the escape through the flooded Nightclan territory. Her hips swayed back and forth with her tail lashing through the air behind her with a mood of anger that drifted off her pelt. Her pale eyes blaze as she darted off through the moist woods, looking for something to hunt, her nimble paws carrying her quickly and quietly through the territory as she tried to eye anything to hunt. Her eyes stopped burning as she slowed down, her ears flat against her skull as she thought about what Blackwolf had said to her in such an insulting sting of words. Her tail flickered behind her as she thought about herself. She wasn't that abbrasive to where no tom would end up liking her... was she?
Her ears flickered as she heard a crow cry against the quiet sky, her blue eyes caught sight of the black bird picking against the moist ground, probably after a worm or such. She crouched down to follow the scent keeping her smell downwind of his postion as she krept up on him.
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Post by Fawn on Mar 2, 2013 20:35:50 GMT -5
♠BLACKWOLF♠ of NightClan I am the Sin Called Wrath.
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Post by Deleted on Mar 3, 2013 19:13:49 GMT -5
Of course with her pale blue eyes trained on the crow pecking at the ground, she didn't bother sniffing the air to check for another cat, nor did the look around to try and find another one, let alone spotting Blackwolf's black coat from where she was perched and ready to pounce. Her furry tail shifted behind her like a silent black snake ready to strike a waiting mouse. She slunk forwards, small nimble paws towards where she was planning on pouncing and in a perfect, fluid motions she leapt. Perfectly. But of course, so did Blackwolf.
The black she-cat watched with pale blue eyes as the crow fluttered away out of Ghostlight's outstreched claws and she watched as she collided heavily with the annoying tom of the moment. Ghostlight's shoulder slammed into the ground as she landed on her side, staying put as she breathed heavily, her tail wirthling behind her as her fury rose to a fever pitch. In a fluid motion, the black she-cat was on her paws and her blue eyes where hard, chips of ice that peiced deep into Blackwolf's mis-match gaze as she met his eyes. Her lips were curled back to reveil her sharp, white fangs as her bushy tail whipped around behind her angerly slashing through the air.
"How! Dare! You!" She yowled violently as she took a step forwards, her claws slipped out of her paws, scraping into the soft ground underpaw as she advanced towards him. Ghostlight was a large she-cat but her fluffed up fur gave her a larger image as she growled and hissed and spat in fury. "You knew I was going after that. You just always have to be the center of attention. You just infuriate me so much!" She hissed loudly, before muttering in her hear with near pure disgust of what she was thinking. 'And to think, that I enojoy this spats between us...'
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Post by Fawn on Mar 4, 2013 13:40:17 GMT -5
♠BLACKWOLF♠ of NightClan I am the Sin Called Wrath.
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Post by Deleted on Mar 4, 2013 20:59:15 GMT -5
The black she-cat listen to Blackwolf hiss back towards her, the seething anger in his odd colored eyes, the raising of his fur along his spine, the glint of his claws in the sunlight. She had pricked a nerve. Perfect. Just what needed to happen. She couldn't let that tom act like he ruled the world and everycat deserved to grovel at his paws. Her bushy tail lashed behind her as she watched her words spike his ego and rip through his cool attitude as she dug under his fur like a tick and she wasn't about to let her grip go so easily. Her pale blue eyes burned like a pale fire that brightened everytime she poked the bear, or the Blackwolf in the scenario.
Her ears pricked when she heard a new voice enter the bubble that surrounded Blackwolf and Ghostlight, that thick bubble of tension that you could easily cut with a knife and serve with butter. Her bushy tail lashed behind her as the fur along her neck spiked up as her eyes moved from Blackwolf's scrunched up face to view Thornpaw, an apprentice of Nightclan... who had caught HER crow! Then he had the audasity to mock her and pair her with Blackwolf. A growl echoed in her thoat, nearing and ending with a hiss as she snapped back a response to Thornpaw, stooping to his level only because she was currently fuming.
"How dare you ask such a thing. Kits! With that tom!?" She hissed, her voice an octive higher as she tried to remain calm, which was slightly failing. Why would anyone pair her with that annoying, insufferable, multi-colored eye tomcat. She couldn't even stand to be around him, let along have KITS with him. The thought made her shudder and her shoulder fur spike a bit as she tried to remove the gruesome thought from her mind. Thornpaw would so get it later, how dare he... How dare anyone think she was so low and stupid to pick that tom to have kits with. To pick that tom to be a mate let alone anything else.
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Post by Fawn on Mar 6, 2013 4:01:24 GMT -5
♠BLACKWOLF♠ of NightClan I am the Sin Called Wrath.
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