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Post by Dusk on May 23, 2010 0:21:06 GMT -5
Duskfang entered the warriors' den, right when Willownight started speaking. Her eyes turned towards the kit within the cave who leaned against Rowanblaze, her eyes narrowing as she gave the kit a glare, making him run out and scramble away. Her attention had been split, listening to the new tom speak and to kick the kit out. She walked silently to her nest than sat down. "I'm surprised you're even alive." she mewed, looking at the tom. Flarestar seemed to be getting lenient. "As a she-cat and not as a cat whom is part of VoidClan, I would have lost respect for you already. A coward is what you are. You want her to be happy but you're probably giving her misery." Her glare was cold, as well as her voice. She didn't really feel for the she-cat whom he seemed to be in love with but it was a tad pathetic.
Letting out a yawn, she lay down, tucking her front paws under her chest, her eyes silently watching the two toms.
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Post by ●●●Elli! on May 23, 2010 19:35:16 GMT -5
Rowanblaze watched the exchange between Thornkit and Willownight with interest. It was incredible how a kit could see things that even a seasoned warrior overlooked. The simple honesty with which Thornkit spoke and his obvious love for his mother and sister were beautiful. Talking with him was good for Willownight, who was a tom clearly buried in lies and deceit.
When Duskfang entered the warriors' den, Rowanblaze stiffened. He probably should have shooed the kit out long ago. As Thornkit scrambled out of the den, Rowanblaze turned his piercing yellow eyes back on Willownight to gauge his reaction to Duskfang's harsh words. He wondered if it could be true. Maybe Willownight was afraid of what other cats would think, if the reason he was exiled from VortexClan was made so obvious. Perhaps he didn't want the cats of SkyClan to look down on him.
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Post by moonpaw on May 27, 2010 20:00:45 GMT -5
Willownight looked at Rowenblaze, he hesitated before speaking. Then the words found their way out of his mouth "Rowenblaze. " He paused for a moment. "Have you ever disobeyed you leader? Then looked her in the eye and spat your lies at out at her? I believe you haven't!" Willownight said in rage. His words were like fire in a forest, his eyes like flames of fury. he felt his claws want to rank the back of the other cat. He stood there fury coming off of him.
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Post by ●●●Elli! on May 27, 2010 21:57:08 GMT -5
Rowanblaze could feel the fury radiating off of Willownight's pelt. A smile twisted his lips. The other tom was the exact of opposite of him. While Rowanblaze was apathetic and dry-humored, Willownight was hot-tempered and felt with everything he had. No wonder he'd given up everything for love.
"Why are you so angry at me? It was Duskfang who spoke harshly." mewed Rowanblaze, not bothered by the other cat's rage. He wanted to answer the question, but he couldn't answer it. He refused to admit the truth. A frown flashed across his muzzle--an expression he didn't wear often. Had he ever disobeyed his leader? Yes. Yes he had.
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Post by moonpaw on May 28, 2010 22:43:42 GMT -5
Rowenblazes lack of fear made Willownight even more filled with fury, he wanted to walk out the den but he thought it would make him look weak. Anger shot through him like lighning in a thunder stricken sky. All this anger made his head hurt, he coughed a bit feeling something pass from his mouth to the ground. When he looked it was blood. No! he thought. I can't get ill here! I'll look like a weak kit!
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Post by ●●●Elli! on Jun 7, 2010 18:35:54 GMT -5
Rowanblaze watched with vague surprise as blood splattered across the white snow, staining it red. "I think all of your anger is getting to your head." he mewed. "You should go to the medicine cat's den." But he already knew what the answer would be. This tom, with his stubborn pride and refusal to adapt to the situation, would insist that he wasn't sick. He would think that somehow being sick made him look weak. He might even die. Rowanblaze was sick and tired of cats like him.
"Whatever you do, don't do it because you're worried what other cats will think of you," he snapped, his tail twitching with annoyance. Stupid honor. Honor was the cause of the whole war, after all. Neither Clan would ever back down, all for the sake of "honor" and "pride."
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Post by moonpaw on Jun 7, 2010 22:54:06 GMT -5
Willownight stared at the tom, he threw up more blood then stared at it. he watched it stain the snow and leave red marks in it. He gave into Rowenblaze "Fine. I'll go to the medicine cat den." he said as he stood and made his way out of the den. He began to walk when he looked back, he turned his head again feeling sheepish going into the medicine cats den. he looked around for the medicine cat but saw nothing. They must have gone to get herbs. he thought. he stared at the entrance too see that he had company.
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