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Post by Litmoon on Feb 2, 2012 21:03:42 GMT -5
Even though it was only a moment, but Tiramisu was sure that Felix did not give her a friendly look. Sitting down again with her long tail curled over her paws, the orange and black she-cat held her gaze toward Brock now to listen carefully to what he said. She had decided to ignore Felix for now. However, at the same time she was also spellbonded by the look on his face. In a way, he is cool. Tiramisu didn't know how, but the vision already burned in her mind.
So he is not staying in EclipseClan, too? Being sent into an exile, Barker suddenly had an interest in the reason why Felix had returned. How could he forgot that day when the long haired tabby was allowed to stay while he couldn't. "There is just a little question that I have, Brock. How am I supposed to know and tell who DeathClan remnants are? " At first, Barker meowed condescendly in his first sentence, then his voice became hysterical at the second sentence. He somehow could think of only one way to know. By asking Dark Forest cats? Still, he didn't want to reveal his connection with Dark Forest cats yet, because it was something that he had to promise. "Also, I am not going into DarkClan again! Not after what I did over there last time!" There was no way he wanted to risk his life by meeting the Clancats again. "How about you ask somebody to go there? Like Solstice?" Barker whined defensively, taking a couple of anxious steps around before he pointed at the gray tabby rogue.
OOC: How would you want Solstice to be described, Frostclaw? By the way, Lone is here on a rescuing mission for Woodkit.
IC: "Good to know that you are confident." Lone replied with light smirk, and then his expression sharpened again to focus on the path ahead of him. After trekking across many more smaller thunderpaths to reach their destination, the golden gray rogue raised his tail to ask the other two cats to stop. "Guards over there. Oh, wait, never mind." On the corner of the abandoned twolegs nests were, indeed, two guards dozing off. With a mischievous look on his face, Lone was almost tempted to wake them up right now. He mouthed 'followed me' to the Shadowpaw and Petalpaw before carefully crossing over the two sleeping rogues. Veering right immediately, the rogue entered the abandoned nest. Dust and gravels bounced off as his paws padded right up the spiral steps to the upper level. There was a clamor of voices coming from one of the openings, so hurriedly he rushed over there to peek down at the groups of cats down at the clearing. "Hey, is that Woodkit?" Lone meowed in a hushed voice, pointing at the almost mouse-sized figure down there out with his nose.
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Post by shadowpaw on Feb 2, 2012 21:24:59 GMT -5
Shadowpaw stayed right behind the rogue. His eyes narrowed so they wouldn't reflect any light. "Yeah that's him. Either that, or they have their own queen." He meowed. It felt good to finally have Nightwolf out of his head. No more combat advice. No more attempts at brain-washing. Shadowpaw was having a good day considering. His eyes darted around the clearing. "Well, there's Felix." He thought as he spotted the rogue. But there was also that sandy-furred tom. Not to mention the cat that looked to be around his 50's talking about trust and propisitions and all that other crap. They'd have to sneak in or get reinforcements to get Woodkit back... Was that a Darkclan scent? Shadowpaw looked around franticaly. His heart was racing, afraid he would see Pepperpaw among the rogues. But he didn't see her... Who he did see was Applefrost. "Petalpaw, do you see your mentor?" He asked.
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Post by Clad (Frostclaw) on Feb 2, 2012 21:32:58 GMT -5
Petalpaw followed behind the other two cats, hurrying past the guards and almost jumping at a small creaking sound in the spiral staircase of the twoleg nest. Peering down at the group of rogues, she immediately made out Applefrost and who she presumed to be Woodkit. "Applefrost..." She murmured. "She's there, next to Woodkit. I don't think we can just go in and get them with so many others around." She pointed out. "Maybe if we discretely let them know we're here without letting any rogues know could work. Then, they could try to make a run for it?" The light brown she cat suggested.
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Post by Neo Huchio VIII on Feb 2, 2012 21:44:44 GMT -5
"Deathclan cats are about twice my size, and could take on about seven of these rogues here," Brock grinned, turning back to Barker. "I've seen a deputy claim four of a clan leader's lives before finally getting killed. I'm not sure about now, but they are tough warriors, fine warriors. They respect the warrior code to death, even if the go to the Dark Forest. They are merciless and train with their claws unsheathed. That's how you'd be able to separate a Deathclan cat from anyone else." Then he looked at Felix and Tiramisu, figuring that besides Solstice, these were some of the few cats he could trust for now. He knew exactly what he would do later, but would that concern Barker. No. It was something he'd keep silent "I don't want to bother with Darkclan just yet, they are of a lesser importance right now. We must take over Eclipseclan first, then I will proceed to Darkclan to finish the plan. When we get there, just be prepared, several of them are kin that I've trained personally," The tabby rogue, gazed at the other rogues faces for now, keeping a dark grin on his face in amusement. He looked back, getting a funny feeling about the surrounding area for a moment. "Felix, Tiramisu, search the perimeter real quick. I want to make sure of something real quick."
Felix didn't exactly understand Brock's command at first, but proceeded to follow it eventually. He knew that the older tom did get an idea that something wasn't right, which was averagely true, but he wasn't feeling the same thing. Turning quickly, he went away from the group, hoping that Tiramisu would listen. Really, he didn't care who he was going with, though it would prove something if they found anything that gave Brock the impression something annoying was around. The younger tabby rogue couldn't care less, there was something that gave him the impression that he was going to have to rip Barker to pieces, personally feeding his corpse to the crows. That definitely stirred the Deathclan thoughts, he'd heard they always made it easy to find the corpse of their victims for the crows, or just showed their enemy the maimed corpse.
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Post by Clad (Frostclaw) on Feb 2, 2012 21:54:12 GMT -5
Solstice perked up at her mention. She was eager for a job, and this sounded like her type of mission. Stepping up to Brock she meowed, "I could do it, if you like." She urged him to entrust her with something, anything. She turned her head and surveyed the surroundings, letting her gaze rest on an opening in an abandoned twoleg nest that was too dark for her to see into, then turned back to Brock. "I could handle it." She urged.
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Post by Litmoon on Feb 3, 2012 16:29:51 GMT -5
"I can distract them for you two to get them out of here." Lone offered, pondering on the subjects that he would be talking about. Even though he couldn't hear what the rogues were saying, he could guess that the subject would be about the Clancats, since many of them casted them glances once in a while. This can be a little hard. Mimicking Shadowpaw, the golden gray rogue narrowed his eyes to slits, his ears and fur lie flat against his skin. "What do you think? Wait till they all fell asleep? " He motioned to the thin moon in the sky, then searched Shadowpaw and Petalpaw's faces for answers. There were so many possibilities to this situation, but all they got could be just one try. "Or act now?"
"Yes, Brock." Tiramisu didn't look surprised at all when he name was mentioned by Brock, as if she was expecting it all along. Following right behind Felix, the orange-black rogue thought for a while, then decided to go on with what she was ordered to do. "Let's start with the twoleg nest first." She only hoped that they would be soon enough to listen to what the light brown tabby tom had to say. "You seem calm. Whatever happened to your sayings about killing Brock?" Tiramisu questioned with a little suspicion in her tone, her voice only low enough for the long haired tabby rogue to hear. If DeathClan cats are willing to take orders from Brock. Does that mean that Brock is more powerful than all of them? Knowing that Felix just came back, she padded ahead to enter the shaded nest, where every speckle of dust could be spotted drifting in the air against the half-light.
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Post by Woodkit the Kit on Feb 3, 2012 17:26:09 GMT -5
Woodkit's eyes were beginning to droop, but they shot open when a familiar scent passed his nose. 'Lone?' he thought. Could it really be him? The scent was a bit muffled, but there was no doubt about it. His eyes darted around for any chance of seeing Lone. 'Where are you Lone? I smell you!' he thought. His forehead was still throbbing, and when he looked at his reflection in a nearby puddle, he thought about how he would look as a warrior. A brave warrior, he visualized, and so fierce in battle that he could shred ANY rogue who threatened his clan. That sure seemed a long time from now.
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Post by Neo Huchio VIII on Feb 3, 2012 19:56:17 GMT -5
"Oh, you don't get it, now do you," Felix laughed, darkly. "Deathclan cats are brutal, yes they might listen to Brock or me, but why would Brock want to recruit cats who want to destroy the cats who stole from their land, better known as Eclipseclan. It's rather simple, your so called 'boss' is going to double-cross Barker, using whatever Deathclan and Eclipseclan warriors, and rogues that decide to join him, anyone who stays with that mouse-brain, well they just flat out die." He looked around in the nest for himself, only giving little care about what actually ran in here. Lightly, he scrapped his claws over the floor, still finding more and more information about Deathclan filling his head. The more that he remembered, the more surprises he caught coming into his mind. The tabby rogue tried to scent the area, but the dust disgusted him, just making it harder than usual.
"Might as well. I want to know whatever I can about Darkclan before going to attack them," Brock sighed, having to agree with the idea. "I really wanted to wait before making any kind of moves on them, but getting information sooner is better. Just note that if you are attacked or threatened by them, return here. I don't want to lose anyone before we even begin to attack, understand, Solstice." He knew how he'd let the clan, knowing what the clan was getting into with the wolves. By now, he'd suspect them to be gone and the warriors of Darkclan focusing on something else of importance to them. "I'd keep a good eye out on Heero, I don't think he's going to be to happy about any rogue that's aligned with me going to the clan."
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Post by shadowpaw on Feb 3, 2012 21:03:06 GMT -5
"We'll wait. If we go down now, we'll be swarmed." Shadowpaw answerd. His eyes noticed some cats pad away. "Looks like they're doing a patrol." He thought. He looked back over to Lone. "We need to hide or leave." He mewed to Lone. "We'll be discovered soon." He added. He already started taking steps to the stairs. He sat down in front of the stairs to wait for Lone and Petalpaw. "I would go with 'wait'." Shadowpaw meowed.
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Post by Clad (Frostclaw) on Feb 4, 2012 1:55:44 GMT -5
Petalpaw agreed with Shadowpaw and mewed, "Yes, surely there must be good places to hide in here, and all of the dust should help disguise our scent." She surveyed her surroundings, letting her gaze rest on a small indent in a wall of the twoleg nest, smaller than any rooms, but big enough for a cat to squeeze in.
Solstice's eyes gleamed. "Hmph, i'll get it done. I'll leave in the morning." She meowed determinedly. "They won't even know I was there." She added wistfully.
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Post by Woodkit the Kit on Feb 4, 2012 21:39:04 GMT -5
Woodkit glanced at Barker and the other rogues. They seemed to be focused on the other clans they wanted to recruit. Woodkit stealthily tail-scooted away from the rogues. He nudged Applefrost, "Hey," he hissed. "Maybe we can make a run for it." he indicated with his tail to the nearby bushes.
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Post by Litmoon on Feb 6, 2012 17:12:58 GMT -5
OOC: I am sorry about disappearing like this. It's been a tormenting weekend for me. So many new objectives to learn about.
IC: This kit is confident in himself. Applefrost was relieved that Woodkit didn't make a huge fuss about being captured by the rogues, like what she expected every kits to do in normal circumstances; because she wasn't sure she knew the right words to soothe the kit down. Gazing down into the puddle, the medicine cat wondered what he actually saw in there, her heckle shivered as she wiggled her shoulder uncomfortably. Her icy blue eyes became slits, while her paws shifted and kneaded the ground from time to time. A loud sound of uncomfortable swallow dropped down from her throat. She was getting more and more jittery each minute for some unknown reason. The troubling look on her face was not hard to miss when she turned at Woodkit's meow. "And where would we go?" Applefrost answered with a raspy whisper, too sick to drink the tangy water from the puddle around here. "We don't know the way around he-" Suddenly, the medicine cat cringed painfully, her face scowled with discomfort. Gasping in short breath, Applefrost looked back up to meet Woodkit's eyes with half-squeezed eyes. "No, wait. I-I...let's go. Hurry!" In shaky steps, the medicine cat prowled toward the bushes. Once she reached there, her steps hasted.
Reluctantly Barker hissed an approval toward Brock's decision in having Solstice visiting the Clans, glad that he didn't have to meet the Clancats, but also not pleased about how Solstice would be achieving more respects and ranks in doing so. She is not going to threaten me for my position as a leader, is she? He questioned himself skeptically, glaring at the gray tabby rogue with visible hatred in his eyes. "That's an excellent choice that you just make, Brock." The sandy tom slurred in a mocking tone, swaying his head left and right slightly. "But are you sure about her ability? If she fails, then my whole mission can be jeopardized! But, you know what? Just go with whatever your plan is. I am too tired to give you some of my thoughts on this." Barker protested, but didn't have as much ferocity as ever. The weak moonlight that was waving on the top of the twoleg nests was reminding him of the time. With a forced and spoiled yawn, the sandy tom turned and padded away until he disappeared in the shadow of the alley.
Half-way through Felix's words, Tiramisu already turned her head around to pretend that she was not listening to any of his words. Does he meant that Brock will betray us? No! He would never do that! However, another thought vexed her from the bottom of her heart. There was, indeed, still a lot that she didn't know about the older tom. Would he? She was resolute in not believing any of the long haired tabby rogue's statements about Brock, but also doubting the reality in front of her. Jumping onto a tipped over stool that twolegs usually sit in, the orange black she-cat nimbly leaped away between it flipped over. "You do realize that you are talking to one of the rogues, do you?" Already searched for any possible places that anything could hid in, Tiramisu began to relax, her golden eyes burned in the half-light. "Do you think I am a mouse-brain, or whatever that is, too?" She paused on the first step of the stair, staring down strongly at Felix.
"Well, you find the right cat for that." Lone suddenly beamed with excitement, like Shadowpaw and Petalpaw's agreement meant something else to him. With silent steps, the golden gray rogue slink to another den that was separated by a wall and immediately made some left turns and right turns before starting to climb up the wall by grabbing onto the crevices on the wall. Once he reached the ceiling, a board of a ceiling was pushed upward to reveal a hidden space. From the outside of the nest, nobody would expect there to be a tiny third floor beneath the roof. "In here. Let's just say that this is my secret hideout place." Wiggling into the space, Lone cautiously stabilized the board with his head, so the other two apprentices would have easier access to get in.
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Post by Neo Huchio VIII on Feb 6, 2012 18:01:10 GMT -5
ooc: It's okay. Kinda sad without you around, you know.
ic: Your making yourself sound like a mouse brain," Felix grunted in irritation at Tiramisu's misinformed information. "I was referring to Barker as a mouse-brain. Though, he is nothing but an annoying insect that bugs me, Brock, all the Deathclan remnants, and Eclipseclan. We need him around just because he's had half of the rogues side with him, who Brock won't be willing to show mercy to when the time comes." He grinned, already imagining what the older tabby rogue would do to the sandy tom, who pretty much stood no chance against anyone. If that scenario did come, then he'd be prepared to rip Barker clean of his fur and flesh. That would really bring out his Deathclan side, just personally laying out pieces of cat flesh for anything to feed upon. "I just hope you know that Deathclan cats rip apart their enemies, tearing everything thing from fur to flesh off of the bone, basically hinting why they adopted the name Deathclan."
Brock grunted when Barker left, then looking at the other rogues. "I hope none of you have even considered following him as your leader," He growled, unsheathing his claws only if he needed to make an example of one of them. "If you are, then I'll personally put my claws through your eyes and make you blind and force you out into a world you will die in. Or I can let the Deathclan remnants hunt you down, kill you, and serve you as dinner to the buzzards. It's all up to you." With that, he padded out of the alley, hearing nothing coming from them. Well, not now at least. The tabby rogue knew what would be expected, but didn't care if all of them decide to follow him. some would die eventually, under his or Barker's command, or by his own merciless rage.
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Post by Clad (Frostclaw) on Feb 6, 2012 20:51:53 GMT -5
Solstice shot Barker a glance that said 'Try me.' then had to suppress a mrrow of amusement at the thought of following Barker. 'Please, even I could fight off that piece of fox dung.' She thought to herself. She knew that Brock meant every word of what he said, but she didn't follow him out of fear of what he might do to her if she didn't, so she didn't take it personally. However, deep down inside, she desperately hoped that he didn't see her as just another expendible pawn like Barker. Shaking the thought out of her mind, she cocked her head as she looked after Brock, wondering where he was off to and if it would be a good idea to follow him.
Petalpaw hesitated just a moment, still looking down at the rogues. Her eyes widened when she saw Applefrost sneak off into the bushes, but something was odd about her mentor. She seemed to be in pain, or at least uncomfortable. She turned and hurried after Lone, then mewed when she caught up to him in the gap in the ceiling, "I just saw Applefrost run into some bushes, I think they're trying to escape."
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Post by shadowpaw on Feb 6, 2012 20:58:39 GMT -5
Shadowpaw followed close behind. There was more and more reason to trust Lone. Even if only marginally. His thoughts wandered back to the Darkclan apprentice. As well as his eyes. He debated wether or not to ask Petalpaw about Pepperpaw. Lone wouldn't understand what he meant. Petalpaw might become suspicious and confront Pepperpaw. What if she told Darkclan's current leader? ... What if she told the rest of Eclipseclan? He didn't realize he was in hiding until he was in the middle of the dusty den. He looked at himself. There was little to no light. Shadowpaw could camoflauge himself, but not very effectively. "Seems safe enough." Shadowpaw mewed.
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Post by Litmoon on Feb 7, 2012 17:57:46 GMT -5
OOC: Thanks, Neo. You have shadowpaw and Frostclaw here with you, so it will be okay. IC: "Your mentor is...?" Lone carefully lowered down the board once again to conceal their location, not knowing that there were currently two rogues in the nest that they were in. A few twoleg boxes were stored here and there, not to mention some odd objects that he specially hid at here. You never know when they will become useful. Keeping his steps long and cautious, the golden gray rogue didn't want to disturb too much dusts at once, or they would ended up sneezing all over each other. There was a half-closed circular opening on one side of the wall, providing them sights of what the rogues were doing. Half-closing his green eyes, he peeked down at the clearing, where most of the rogues had already left. "Hey, I think it is working. Now where are Applefrost and Woodkit... Uh-oh. She is going deeper into the No-fur's territory if she goes that way. "Keeping his mouth shot and nose wrinkled, Lone was tempted to sneeze so he could relieve the stress. His tail pointed at a chute that led down into darkness, motioning Shadowpaw and Petalpaw to jump in. "We have to stop her before she wakes up the whole neighborhood." He explained casually. Tiramisu held her gaze at Felix before she turned away to start padding up the spiral staircase up to the second floor. The higher she was climbing, the longer her shadow had became. Have he been spying on us to know that much when he just arrives only a while ago? Despite how confident the long-haired tabby rogue sounded like, she still didn't want to believe that they were just nothing but usable tools. At the same time, she was also impressed by how the plan might really work. Troubled by the cats from DeathClan, Tiramisu could only shook her head as she wondered about how weird it was for Clancats to follow any tradition that they upheld. "If you are this strong, then you should ask for more once this is over. Who knows? Maybe you can start a Clan, too. Only if your ambition is strong enough." There was no way she would want to become part of Barker's EclipseClan, which sounded miserable enough when the sandy tom was in charge. Padding down the corridor, the orange black she-cat suddenly picked up a fresh, familiar scent. "Lone? Is that you? You better come out right now! I don't want to see you dropping onto random cats this time." She called out in a yowl.
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Post by Neo Huchio VIII on Feb 7, 2012 18:51:41 GMT -5
Brock stopped, feeling some kind of darkness arise in the area around him. It lasted for a few seconds, before it drifted away. He felt like something was just about ready to make its rise, worse that he wanted to see. Dark Forest. That can't be, they aren't suppose to be here, like Starclan isn't, The questionable thought drifted in his mind. Unless it's something of the same world as them, only too powerful to limit where he or she goes. I must keep an eye out for the inevitable. The old tabby rogue growled when he looked back, getting a feeling that this force was after someone in particular, like Felix. That wasn't something he'd except, even in this world, after they were dead, separated from the living.
"I'd think rebuilding Deathclan is suitable for me." Felix didn't even bother following her up the sitars, as if something else was just dragging him along to another area. "As long as it either let's me kill Brock or get away from him, again." He could hardly ignore it, now finding himself having to follow Tiramisu. It was strange, as if a veil of darkness had all of a sudden descended upon him. To him, it was either just his blood thirsty rage returning to him or a dark suppressed memory coming back to haunt him. Whichever it was, the tabby rogue just waited for it to rise up and get him, as long as it was out of his way. Maybe after that, he'd be free to think of whatever he wants to without having something just hanging over him.
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Post by shadowpaw on Feb 7, 2012 18:53:16 GMT -5
"Frostclaw." Shadowpaw answerd. His ears pinned down on his head as he heard Tirimasu yowl. He rolled as much dust into himself as possible. Then, he jumped into a one of the odd objects. "They wouldn't think about searching these if they just settled here." He thought. He prayed that the dust was effective at disguising his scent. "Otherwise, we'll be comprimised." Shadowpaw's heart was beating fast enough that it would seem impossible to hide it.
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Post by Woodkit the Kit on Feb 7, 2012 19:09:41 GMT -5
Woodkit felt the narrowly placed bushes scraping against his fur. Each step left a tuft of tan and brown fur stuck to the branches behind him. He had taken a different route than Applefrost, a smaller one. Why? He had no clue, it was just a sudden dash. The best part was that the rogues barely seemed to notice their absence. Soon the bushes opened up to a twoleg nest. No, not A twoleg nest, but dozens of them, all in a row. Woodkit skidded to a stop and glanced at his flank. Luckily, there was still a pelt left on him after snagging on all those bushes. He opened his mouth in a small mew, "Uh...Applefrost?"
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Post by Litmoon on Feb 7, 2012 21:04:49 GMT -5
"Uhh... I believe the prisoners, who we are supposed to rescue, just escaped before us. Good news, I suppose. " Lone remarked casually, his tail brushed over his ears. Treading through the dust-covered floor, Lone made sure he stepped on the invisible path that would not make any of the wooden board creak loudly. Peeking out of the opening again, he didn't know if he was supposed to be relieved or not when he couldn't see both of their Clancats. Looks like we are late. At least the guards are always not doing their jobs... Oh, no, maybe not today. Watching the rogues down there in horror, the golden-gray rogue was impressed that the others were actually responsible today. Soon a yowl of alarm went off, alerting everybody else to get up and start searching the area. "Go down the ride right now." There was no way to know to Tiramisu on the lower level would find them hiding here, so he pointed at the chute that would have them travel all the way down to the back of the nest. "Don't worry. There is some cushions down there for the impact, but it is just going to hurt a bit." He urged.
"As I have informed you earlier, you won't be killing Brock." Tiramisu answered Felix with bitterness in her voice, not pleased that her words seemed to be ignored by Felix completely. However, at the same time she also wondered about the other possibility. Can he really do it? Can he be a better ruler than Brock? Even though it was evident that Lone had been here, the orange-black she-cat couldn't tell what other scents were or where they had gone to. Sweeping through the different rooms separated by walls, Tiramisu was confused by how nobody was in each of the area. "If you are as good as you said, then find Lone for me. That furball is smart enough to know where to hide. " Backing down to let the long haired to take the lead, the rogue was also using the opportunity to test him out. Her golden gaze flickered between blinks, simply intrigued by the tom before her.
Uncomfortably Applefrost slink through the bushes, which seemed to have been trimmed unnaturally compared to the ones in the forest. Some tufts of her fur were stuck onto the narrow, pointed branches, while the foliages scrapped her face. Where am I going? Not noticing that Woodkit was separated from her, the medicine cat trekked with shaky steps until coming out to meet the open thunderpath. Her movement was jerky now as she attempted to circle around it. Wait. Where is Woodkit? Finally realized that she was alone, Applefrost frantically bent her head down to look around. "Woodkit, are you-ahh!" Suddenly, the bushes exploded to reveal two rogues jumping right onto her. Scrambling up to her paws, Applefrost felt her breathing hasten as she sprinted for the safety across the rumbling thunderpath.
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