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Post by Litmoon on Jan 30, 2012 18:08:19 GMT -5
Applefrost tentatively tugged the tip of her paws at some dug in long marks, which looked fairly similar to those of cat claw marks, but only to slip on the muddy and slippery surface and almost knocked her lower jaw against the wall. Have the rogues been trapping cats here? Horrified by the obvious, the medicine cat hoped that they were at least given edible food or drinking water. Her pelt was already itching and her nose twitching with disgust at the sour scents. They hinted her that a lot of creatures might had fallen and rotted down here. Quickly her assumption was confirmed when a dead rat was lying not far away from them. Ironically, she was still calm enough to examine the surrounding for another way out.
Stepping away from the dead rat, Applefrost went up to pick up the kit by the scruff before relocating away. Even if they got out of here, there was a risk for catching disease. "Are you hurt? What's your name? I believe we are taken as prisoners here." Putting down the kit on a dryer ground, the medicine cat licked and winced at the taste of tang on the kit, but continued to lick away anything that could cause infections for the kti. I must have it on me when I roll down. "My name is Applefrost. And I am a medicine cat from DarkClan." She didn't want the kit to doubt her, so she added the explanation.
"Aaaa! Problem solved." Barker let out a sigh of dramatic relief as both Clancats disappeared out of his sight after he heard the satisfying thump that signaled their fall. The Abyss was deep enough for him to use it as a natural prison, but not too deep to make them dead and useless. "If they are good at hunting, I might get to keep them to hunt and gather food for all of us." He commented sly, looking around to search approvals from the other rogues, who also smirked and laughed menacingly. Suddenly, their laughter was broke away when an uniquely accented voice interrupted.
"You are a fool if you think the Clancats would give up their territory that easily, Barker." The accented voice meowed, turning all heads to look around until they fell onto an opening on the higher level of an abandoned twoleg building. An orange black she-cat was lying up there; her two front paws drew neatly close to her on the rail of the opening. Gazing down with dissatisfaction at Barker and his rogues, Tiramisu pretended not to notice the irritated Barker by licking her white paw with her golden eyes closed.
"W-what?! My plan is perfect! Now I just need to send a message to EclipseClan for them to come and take their queen and kit! "Being humiliated in front of all others, while having his plan undermined toward had totally pissed the sandy tom off, so he madly slapped his paws against the ground. His dark blue eyes widen and narrow with total frustration. The last thing he would like was not being respected. The tension was building up as some rogues casted doubtful glances at Barker, while the others simply stood and smirked, like they didn't care at all.
"Not if Brock disapproves your plan first." Tiramisu answered half-heartly, examining her paws before getting up. The other rogues noticed her attempt and scattered to make space for her as she jumped down to look face to face with Barker.
"You will see, you mouse-brain she-cat. You will see that I will become the leader of EclipseClan one day! And all of you will be begging for my help to keep yourself full!" Slightly cringed at the sight of the opposing orange black rogue, Barker made a gesture to feint an attack on her, but snarled for a second after padding off to find the one that was technically in charge at here. "Brock! Brock! Lone! Brock! Where in the StarClan are you two?!" Demanding for a sudden appearance from them, the sandy tom yelled at the top of his lungs for some instant responses.
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Post by Clad (Frostclaw) on Jan 30, 2012 18:26:31 GMT -5
Solstice perked her ears and raised her silver-tabby head at the sound of distant yowling. "Actually, I think we found them." She gave an amused purr; the yowling sounded agitated and spiked her curiosity. She rose to her paws and gave an exaggerated stretch.
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Post by Neo Huchio VIII on Jan 30, 2012 19:57:15 GMT -5
"I'd say.. Let's find whoever made that sound." Brock rose to his paws, stretching his hindlegs out. "If who made that yowl was one of the others who went to the forest, I'm going to make sure their blood runs for a good long time, unless they can give me a reason to not." He padded off, recalling the time he'd killed his brother, and how he regretted that false action. Now he had gripped his own mind in the pure darkness of murder, something he would need soon enough. If it were worth his time murdering off another speck of worthlessness. The tabby tom went straight into a run, trying to remember where the yowl had directly come from.
Felix stopped, staring right at the group of rouges. He plainly saw Barker, but the sudden appearance of the orange black she-cat got him. That didn't matter, he was going to rip out each and every one of these rogues throats or the clan cats they had. Which he got wouldn't matter, only because he had to give them a reason to back down. Before doing anything, the tabby tom sat down to watch whatever was going to happen. More than that, he was amused to see that enough of them were collected to watch the demise of Barker, either by him or someone else who would eventually come along.
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Post by Woodkit the Kit on Jan 30, 2012 19:58:51 GMT -5
"Woodkit!" he mewled happily, as if nothing in the world mattered more than his name. "and I would be from Eclipseclan too. Two moons old, Woodkit at your service!" he said, lifting a paw to rub his throbbing forehead. Then, he took another look around. "Is there any food in here? I haven't eaten since sunrise!" he managed to wriggle out of Applefrost's grip, and made a beeline to one of the walls and began attempting to climb the wall. "So, where did you come from, Applefrost?" he jumped on the wall about a tail-length off the ground, before losing his balance and falling flat on his back with a hiss. Then he got back up and started digging a hole in the wall, he had an idea.
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Post by Clad (Frostclaw) on Jan 30, 2012 20:42:58 GMT -5
Solstice nodded in agreement with Brock, then ran after him hard on his paws. She tried to inch toward him so that their fur was brushing. Keeping pace with him, she thought of what Brock might really mean by his words. It was clear to her that he intended to shed blood unless they gave him a very good reason to sheath his claws, so most likely she will have to fight. As they neared the source of the sound, she could make out individual voices speaking and distinguished them as several rogues she knew herself, Barker, and that of Tiramisu, which was memorably accented.
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Post by Neo Huchio VIII on Jan 31, 2012 12:19:14 GMT -5
Brock came to a stop once he saw a group of cats, still feeling the sensation of killing surging through him. Even so, he separated cats he could recognize from the ones he couldn't. He didn't go right in, just examined the crowd, at least until he saw Felix waiting for them to do something. Now he had a perfectly good reason to take out someone, if anyone's throat, and it was the long haired tabby who just watched. How many more were to come that were from his past that he so desperately wanted dead. "Solstice, do you remember him?" The tabby rogue used his tail to point out Felix.
Felix was growing rather bored of just plainly staring, and changed his mood. He got up and proceeded towards the group of rogues. when he got close, he ignored the ones that weren't taking any part of the conversation between Barker and Tiramisu. Rather did he enjoy watching someone annoy Barker, but it wasn't going to compare to the future fate of all of these cats around him.
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Post by Clad (Frostclaw) on Jan 31, 2012 16:30:23 GMT -5
Solstice scratched behind her ear with one paw as she followed where he was pointing with her eyes and answered, "Yep, I've seen him around, but why do you care about him? Did he do something to you?" For as long as she'd known Brock, you would think that she would remember anyone that ticked him off, and she was pretty sure one of those cats was this one, but she couldn't recall the tabby's name.
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Post by Litmoon on Jan 31, 2012 17:19:41 GMT -5
OOC: I thought Woodkit is two moons old.
IC: Brock is here, Barker, watch out for your tail. Tiramisu observed the expression on their supposed boss's face, making an assumption on how he was going to react. There was something dangerous about Barker's plans, but what surprised her more was how he and the other rogues actually brought back two without meeting resistance. However, she really didn't believe kidnapping any kit would be the right thing to do, even for the purpose of their goals. With uncaring glances at the other rogues, the orange black she-cat wondered if they really devoted themselves into the goal, or were simply here for fun. Her golden eyes scanned across the crowd until they rested on a tom. She was surprised to find somebody who didn't join the raucous, padding over to him for a closer look. Then she realized that she had seen him before. "Such a sight, isn't it? So are you here for the fun as well?" Tiramisu commented as she walked up to him with daring steps.
"Now where are those two mouse-brains that dare not to answer my calls?" Barker complained with an angered hiss, his back turned toward both Brock and Solstice at the time, so he didn't realize that they could hear every one of his words now. Frustrated, the sandy tom trotted back and forth in front of the group of rogues, who were watching him with amusement in their narrow, the you-are-so-screwed ones. "I will throw them down the ditch if they don't turn up right now!" Then he screamed in shock and jumped backward a couple of steps when he turned, finding two cats standing right behind him. The original haughty look on his face slipped away to make way for a hypocritical one. "Oh, my, Brock. I didn't know that you flea-ba- Uh, I meant to ask, how long have you been here? Well, Solstice, I guess that you are well-fed as well?" With one flicker of his tail, Barker signaled the others to bring out the prisoners. "Before you say anything else, there is something that I want to talk to you about: My plan. In order to fulfill my plan and to become the leader of EclipseClan, I had 'taken' two Clancats as hostages. Now all we need to do is to ask the Clancats to leave their territory when we threaten to kill them. " His voice darken with a tinge of sinister, simply gloating at his goal.
Applefrost maintained her cold demeanor, giving Woodkit a small nod at his own jubilant introduction. Good. He is still energetic enough to meow. It was useless to search for food at here, but the scuzzy ground could mean something else. "I wouldn't do that if I am you." The medicine cat explained as she reached out one paw to pull the kit further away from the wall, then following along the wall to start to search for drinking water. There was a protruded rod ahead, while drips of water trickled down steadily. Tentatively Applefrost tasted the water, which had a bitter taste, but was better than nothing. "It's solid rock, the kind twolegs make with one of their monsters I believe." She explained, looking up at the sounds of paws scrambling above them. Something dropped down right above her, making her to yelp and duck in surprise. When she realized that the long vine-like rag was a rope that they could grab a hold of, another raspy voice called out from above. "Climb up here! We are going to show you our boss!"
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Post by Woodkit the Kit on Jan 31, 2012 18:45:59 GMT -5
OOC: oh right, I must have been thinking about somethin else, but I edited the post!
IC: Woodkit thought they were going to give them food, so he was the first one to claw his way up the vine. When he finally got to the top, momentarily blinded by the bigger amount of light up there then in the ditch. He swished his tail around as he waited for Applefrost, and noticed along with the rogues there was a few more cats. "Hi!" he mewled.
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Post by Neo Huchio VIII on Jan 31, 2012 21:15:58 GMT -5
"Is that all you care about you," Brock growled in disgust at the term 'prisoner'. "You and I must have two completely different goals then. You want to take over a clan, and I want to rebuild a clan. Now tell me, how is that going to work? Problem for you, in order for me to rebuild my clan, I must take territory from Eclipseclan and expand the area in which is currently Darkclan. If an explanation is needed, well I'd say so." He approached Barker with an irritated on his face, still not joyed about any prisoners. However, he would like to see exactly who this ignorant flea-bag took to do so. The tabby rogue payed on more attention to Felix, but gave the him a glare that said execute the closest rogue as just a mere example to what would befall Barker if he got smart. "I bet you don't even know how large Eclipseclan's territory should be, now, do you."
Felix caught the former Abadonedclan cat's expression before noticing Tiramisu come up to him. "No, I'm here to realign myself with Brock," He replied, staring at one of the rogues who joined Barker and unsheathed his claws. "And I'd like to see Barker get his fur torn off, yes. But, I have my own motives, just as long as I'm able to act freely, I can establish them later on." The she-cat wasn't entirely familiar to him, but again, he blamed his leaving of this place for such a long time. He wasn't entire clear on how this would proceed, but he was prepared to take out the one rogue he glared at as soon as Barker became to stupid to know what he had just decided.
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Post by Litmoon on Feb 1, 2012 16:44:35 GMT -5
Barker was caught off guard by the anger in Brock's face, because that was the last emotion he expected from the tabby rogue. Are you doubting my ability to come up with a nicely done plan?! You fleabag certainly don't know anything! He snarled inwardly, but the expression on the sandy tom's face represented the other side. "Of course, Brock. Of course we will do anything to fulfill your greatest and most honorable achievement of all time: to rebuild your Clan. "Again he meowed hypocritically in a fake obeying tone, dipping his head down to perform a small bow. It was rare for Brock to talk about his plan, so Barker had to think for his words carefully.
Just you wait! I will prove it so everybody will do what I said! "When I become the leader, of course I will change the rules. Like maybe shutting up theses annoying mice so they can learn some respects! " Turning away to pad toward Woodkit, the sandy tom carelessly bit down around the kit's neck to throw him to the center, where it was surrounded by rogues. "Since our messenger is not here, and everybody else is a coward from the bloodthirsty Clancats." His bristled with tremor at the thought of the warrior who killed one of them. Like sickness, the news of the black tom killing strike fear into everybody else, so now every rogue was resolute in not going near the territory. "I will cut off the kit's tail as a warning first to the Clan." Barker said with a sinister smirk, his muzzle pulled upward to give him a shrewish look. With one paw he reached out to grab Woodkit.
Tiramisu looked toward the clamor that was rising near the center of the gang, wincing at the statement of hurting the kit, but she wasn't going to do anything right not. Not yet, until she had saw how Brock would react. Then the orange black she-cat remembered how Brock's attention was paid for the rogue next to her when he just got here. With another observing look, Tiramisu blinked and checked him up and down. "You are Felix, aren't you? " She inquired, sounding sure about her words. With their boss around, there was bound to be some stories or rumors about his family. "Whatever you are planning, you better do it fast. Now they mainly separated into two groups now. Those who follow Brock," With her black and orange tail the rogue pointed at the tabby tom, "And those who don't." then her tail twitched in the direction of Barker. "Where were you all this time? Is Brock the only reason that brings you back here?" Curling her tail over her paws, Tiramisu meowed with a questioning look.
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Post by Clad (Frostclaw) on Feb 1, 2012 17:13:23 GMT -5
Solstice felt the fur on her shoulders rise at the mention of harming a kit. Not just a few scratches, but taking off his entire tail. After this, she realized, the kit will probably never be able to climb since he wouldn't have it for balance. She flattened her ears against her head and let out a low growl. Glancing back and forth at Brock in uncertainty, she wondered if he would really allow a kit to be harmed in such a way that the damage can never be healed. She knew that she would jump to the defense of the kit in a moment if Brock didn't stop her.
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Post by Woodkit the Kit on Feb 1, 2012 17:26:21 GMT -5
Woodkit bristled up at the mention of his tail. "WHAT?!" he screetched. "My tail? I aint letting any of you fleabags lay a claw on my tail!" by instinct he tucked his tail safely under him. Then he unsheathed his claws, and lashed out at the nearest rogue. "My tail! Mine!" he turned to Barker. "If anyone is losing a tail today, better be you, rogue!"
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Post by Neo Huchio VIII on Feb 1, 2012 20:00:10 GMT -5
"Now Barker, do you really want to show something like that to a clan you want to take over," Brock laughed, ignoring the kit for now. "However, I'd like to help you achieve your little goal of taking over Eclipseclan first... As a return, you help me destroy Darkclan, wipe out any one of the cats living there. Including any of my kin who chose to stay there. I must mention this, the territory your precious little Eclipseclan has is only but a fraction of what should belong to them, something else I can help you with. Adding that area onto you clan will add you an area were remnants of an old clan might actually live." He stopped looking down at Woodkit again, finding it annoying that he was so close to getting his tail taken off. Then he looked back at Barker, masking his rage for the current moment. "They are cats I've faced in combat before, ones too fierce to just let loose from any leaders control." The tabby rogue looked around at the group of rogues who accompanied the yellow tom, figuring that this was only a start to meet the future for him. "Now believe me Barker, those very cats will have no mercy in combating you if you threaten them," He continued, pushing Woodkit away from him. "Just know that they, if you decide to have the area become part of the territory, could take out about five of even the most expertly trained warriors."
Felix recognized the cats that Brock spoke of: Deathclan's former warriors. "Yes I am," He replied, trying to keep back the memory of his mother. "I was with Eclipseclan, trying to avoid a few things from my past is all. I will let you know, I want to align myself with Brock again," He lowered his voice so only Tiramisu could hear him. "But I also want to have the joy of ripping away his life when given the chance, only as a little payback for what he did to my mother and father." Then he silenced himself, staring at the nearest rogue again, giving off a silent growl. The tabby rogue held back anything he had brought up in his mind about Deathclan, knowing how violent those cats were and how good their training was.
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Post by Clad (Frostclaw) on Feb 1, 2012 20:42:57 GMT -5
Solstice visibly relaxed at Brock's words, but was still uncertain about the kit's future. His being here at all was a mistake in itself, and she didn't see any other possible action from the clans other than attack, but then if they just let the kit go, he would definitely inform his clan of the rogues. That would most likely result in hostility, but only possible attack. If they were to win against a clan, then they would have to attack first, she decided.
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Post by Litmoon on Feb 1, 2012 21:56:39 GMT -5
Hearing the rogues' comments, Applefrost was astounded simply by their words, which included biting the kit's tail off and attacking her own Clan. Before she came here, she always thought DarkClan would never be involved with rogues again, because they were only around EclipseClan territory, but now that she knew that her Clan was also one of the targets. Adderstar must know about this! Desperately she wanted to make her way to the kit, but found herself unable to push her way over to him. Suddenly, she realized that it was night time already by spotting the moon in the sky. However, there were no stars in the sky, just like how they weren't watched over by their warrior ancestors either. StarClan, if you are there, please protect my Clan. The medicine cat prayed, merely losing her sense of her location in the unknown area.
Hearing Woodkit's words, the rogues that were around simply burst into laughter."Yeah, Barker, why don't you bite your own tail off?" One of them mocked, and then simply was over his heels when the insane cackling doubled.
"You! And you! All of you shut up! You shut up! Or you will feel my wrath!" Barker shouted angrily at the rogues. Finding his threats backfired and now made him to be the subject of laughter, Barker bristled and gaped at Woodkit dangerously, like he was already prepared to devour the kit in one gulp. Then he listened to Brock's words with mixed feeling, finding his offer to be tempting, but also didn't want to admit that his plan was wrong as well. They weren't just going to let the two prisoners go like this, not after all the troubles of getting them. Hmm, but it would simply be more foolish not to take the deal. If Brock wanted DarkClan for whatever he wanted, he could have it, as long as he could become the Leader of the EclipseClan. "Fine. I will accept it, but remember this, I will have my share of EclipseClan, not you, or not anybody." He spat with annoyance at first, then adjusted his expression again to have a nicer, faked look. "So what's your master plan, Brock? Assassinate both of their leaders at once? " He leaned back to search for the other rogues's glances, challenging them.
That means... it's that why Brock was watching him earlier? So he can keep an eye on what he is doing? Tiramisu found the theory to be more likely, even though she didn't like the part about killing the light brown tabby tom. Deep down, she respected Brock, because of his strong leadership and the promises that he made with them. "Good luck with your plan, but it will never work, because I will be watching your tail." The orange-black she-cat responded with a serious nod, standing up right now with her muscles tensed up. "If you want to kill Brock, then you have to go through me first." She assured herself inwardly, but strangely feeling doubts about her own words. Can I really fight him? Tiramisu narrowed her golden gaze, intent to see how Felix would response.
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Post by Woodkit the Kit on Feb 1, 2012 22:55:08 GMT -5
Woodkit twitched one of his ears. "Attack Eclipseclan? What, going to stroll into camp and go 'Hey! Give us the territory!' or something? You would have to try alot harder than that!" he purred. Woodkit didn't think it was possible, no matter what happened.
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Post by Neo Huchio VIII on Feb 2, 2012 11:30:12 GMT -5
Brock looked around the rogues, then at the kit. He wished that Barker hadn't wanted to take off Woodkit's tail, but now was not the time. "I want to recruit those cats I mentioned earlier, but note that they will follow me, not you," He wanted to make that clear, despite these cats being Deathclan. "I've faced them before. They won't go down as easily as anyone of these rogues or any of the Eclipseclan cats. We have one of them among us right now." His gaze moved to Felix, a slight laughter escaping him. Then it came back to the yellow tom swiftly. "Barker, realize that I have no intentions to take your clan from you, and I would rather make peace, but how can I know I can trust you?" The tabby tom growled lowly, looking at Woodkit in annoyance. For a second, he thought of taking the kit's tail off, then he restrained, still pushing him further away.
"How are you going to do that?" Felix questioned, the thoughts of Deathclan still surging through his mind. "I was trained to kill without mercy, to kill because it's needed or just for the love of it. So, again, how do you plan to stop me?" He saw the older tabby rogues gaze come to him, knowing that something would eventually come up for him to do. That did concern him, in a way, but it if that meant he would be doing something to realign with Brock, it was worth the time. Taking a good look at his claws, he wondered exactly why he'd come back himself. That confused him mostly of all.
"That cat there," Brock grunted with his tail pointing at Applefrost. "Has no relation to Eclipseclan whatsoever. She is a medicine cat from Darkclan." He remembered that from one swift glance at her, actually finding a slip-up he wanted about Barker. "I would prefer it that she was returned to her clan, but she has already seen all of this... As a result, I will not allow her to leave. Not yet, at least."
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Post by Litmoon on Feb 2, 2012 18:33:17 GMT -5
Applefrost's icy blue eyes stretched, then looked around anxiously to see if any rogues had decided to silence Woodkit for what he had just meowed. Seeing that now everybody's attention was now on Felix, the medicine slink toward the kit. "Don't provoke them to attack our Clans." She whispered in a hushed voice that only the kit could hear, kneeling down closer to the ground, her tail curled around her flank. "The fate of our Clans can be in our paws now. We have to find a way to escape and warn our Clan first." Suddenly she realized that three voices sounded very familiar. Kneading the ground worriedly, the medicine cat identified them quickly in one glance, her ears twitched uncomfortably. Brock, Barker, and Felix? All of them know about DarkClan inside and out. With their Clan surviving the harsh leaf-bare and the attacks from the wolves, consequently they could lose to the rogues.
"The ability to fight doesn't mean everything in a combat, you know." Tiramisu replied with a meaning gaze, not backing down, even after Brock explained how Felix was one of the cats that could bring them victories against the Clans. Does Brock know about Felix's intentions? If he does, then he wouldn't be aligning with Felix, isn't it? Under the weak light that had reflected off the wall, the orange and black she-cat debated between the choices that she had. Finally, she decided that it wouldn't matter that much, as long as she knew what to do.
"Him? He looks as young as me, so what's so special about him anyway? " Now at the mentioning of Felix, Barker actually was just beginning to take notice of the long hair tabby tom. Was he with us on the way back here all this time? The arrogant sandy tom didn't remember anything else about the trek. For him, all the rogues looked the same, so he didn't even bother to pay attention or remember their names anyway. They can never be real Clancats. He stated to himself, gaping harshly at both Felix and Brock on purpose. "Fine. Now let's see how many tricks he can do. ...That she-cat is a medicine cat? Oh, of course I know that, so that's why I order them to take her as well! What time will we be attacking?" Barker lied loudly, but hardly looked guilty for his lies. Although by attack he only meant to send only the rogues, not him, to the frontline first. Somehow, he couldn't help but to snicker with satisfaction at how Woodkit had successfully vexed Brock, even though the sandy tom himself was annoyed, too. Maybe we should keep the kit around, so Brock would be devastated.
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Post by Neo Huchio VIII on Feb 2, 2012 20:13:24 GMT -5
"I'd like to inform a little more information about these cats I want to recruit," Brock smiled as he spoke, now reaching the one part he would like to be taken to note. "They are all former warriors and decedents of an old clan called Deathclan. You might never have heard of them, but they've heard of you and Eclipseclan. They know everything they possibly can about us rogues here. They know of Felix over there very well, he is the grandson of the now dead leader of Deathclan, Deathstar. Any one born of that line is quite important to me for having great capability with combat, training, and strategy. Something clans like Eclipseclan and Darkclan lack partly today." He started padding over to Felix, ignoring the other rogues around him. The younger tabby tom had already proven enough by coming here to meet with him. Brock respected that much, but wanted to know exactly why he came back. "Felix, my young friend, why is you've returned, after running to Eclipseclan to avoid my wrath."
"To realign myself with you, Brock," Felix replied with a hint of darkness in his voice. "I'd like to say or do anything if necessary to prove so to you." For a second, he got the urge to go ahead and rip out Brock's throat, but was able to restrain it. He awaited the older rogues response, looking at Tiramisu only once, giving her a slightly hateful look. Now he realized that much respect towards himself had diminished, though he saw how only few of them still kept it towards Brock or Barker. That's when it hit him, there was definitely something not right about the way Barker agreed with Brock. Not to him, and he could only guess that the older tabby rogue saw it.
"I have something for you to do," Brock looked around at the surrounding rogues, growling in some rage towards their support towards Barker. "I want you to find the leader, if there is any, of the Deathclan remnants and recruit them for us. Let them know I sent you, and have brought up a proposition for them. Don't do it now, I need you here to clear up a few more things for me."
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