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Post by Roxie ! on Nov 9, 2006 16:17:03 GMT -5
They had bided their time for almost two moons now, and the leader was growing restless. His eyes flashed in the moonlight as he shifted. His legs had healed now, but two of his ribs still had yet to mend. With a growl of pain, Nightstar sat up, narrowed orange eyes fixed on the sky. They needed to get out of here. Too long had they been kept in this pit...and anyway, Tornear's band were getting lazy. He could just sense it. ThunderClan had been alone too long. Tonight was the night that, once again, they'd escape Tornear. It seemed that many cats had been captured by the former BloodClanner, but had all escaped. This would be no different, in fact, it would be better. Eyes flashing in excitement, Nightstar glanced around the dark pit for Willowtail...he'd need the she-cat's help for this. |
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Post by squee. on Nov 9, 2006 16:26:52 GMT -5
Willowtail's silver pelt seemed to glow in the moonlight, despite the blood that clung to parts of her pelt. It had been exactly two moons since she tried to get Thunderclan to believe it was Tornear and her band that had stolen the Thunderclan leader and had been forced to try and rescue him herself. It ended in near disaster. Tigerstar had beaten her down at the last second and she’d been thrown into the pit to be kept prisoner with Nightstar. Right now, she sat in the shaft of moonlight that burned into the entrance of the empty tomb. Her gaze remained fixated on her paws, her smoky-green eyes narrowed in thought. She had a disturbing dream last night that had woken her around midnight and since then she had refused to sleep. Her claws dug into the soft soil beneath her paws, what was left of her claws anyway. Not only had they captured Willowtail and Nightstar, but they tortured to the two for sick amusement amongst the ban of rogues. Though, Willowtail remained as silent as death when it was her turn. She had found that it angered the rogues even more but they never really did anything else about it. Lost in thought, she hadn’t heard Nightstar’s soft growl nor the fact that he had risen to his paws.
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Post by Roxie ! on Nov 9, 2006 16:55:22 GMT -5
After a moment, Nightstar spotted Willowtail on the far side of the pit. She sat in a shaft of white moonlight, giving her pelt a ghostly glow as if she were a warrior of StarClan. Which would eventually happen to both of them if they didn't escape. The ThunderClan leader didn't know how much more he could take. But he shook his black-furred head, silver-striped ebony pelt almost completely fading into the shadows unlike Willowtail's, which stood now. He couldn't think like that. Couldn't loose hope. Silently, he padded across the wide pit, orange eyes narrowing as he approached the she-cat. As he padded to her side, the moonlight revealed half of his dark pelt, leaving the rest of himself veiled in shadow. "Willowtail," He meowed softly, tail flicking in greeting. |
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Post by squee. on Nov 9, 2006 17:08:24 GMT -5
At the sound of another’s voice, Willowtail’s eyes opened completely. She lifted her gaze from the ground and her paws to the leader who was now at her side. At first she said nothing; there was nothing really to say anymore. After two moons of being locked away with someone…you run out of things to say. But, she didn’t need to wait for the leader to say anything else either. She knew what he was about to say. It shone in his gaze and for almost the first time in nearly a moon, hope clung to his words.
“…..we need to get out of here”
She meowed, turning her gaze to the entrance of the tomb. At the moment, no guard stood in the way. It would almost make an easy escape. Except a few cats might not be asleep yet and they might even be ready for another battle with Fireclan. As she rose to her paws she felt, for the first time in what seemed like forever, weak. The two cats hadn’t had barely a morsel of food since they had been condemned to this place and the only water was the muddy water that washed in from rainstorms. But Willowtail said nothing about hunger nor thirst. It would be a waist of time.
“…..but how?”
She questioned Nightstar. Again her gaze lifting to meet the leader’s gaze, though no hope shone in Willowtail’s gaze. She had learned earlier on not to get your hopes up.
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Post by Roxie ! on Nov 9, 2006 17:17:56 GMT -5
Nightstar opened his mouth to say something, but Willowtail beat him to it. Surprised, he nodded grimly. "I....I don't know. These walls are pretty steep....except the one back there." He flicked his tail to the wall which he had sat by before."It has a few flat spots that we could use to climb. Some nooks that we could get our claws into. All we need....is for them to be distracted." |
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Post by squee. on Nov 9, 2006 17:35:18 GMT -5
A twisted grin crept across Willowtail’s muzzle at the word ‘distraction’. At this point of time, any cat would be forced to take a second guess at the she-cat’s sanity, even Willowtail herself. Unsheathing her claws again, she turned her gaze to the entrance of the tomb. Her pelt bristled momentarily at the thought of what she’ll be doing in mere seconds.
“I’ve got your distraction right here. Just get out of here.”
She meowed, her voice on the edge of an order. She wasn’t in Thunderclan at the moment was she? And she had no care for Nightshade’s remarks about what she’s going to be doing. Without a second thought, she raced out of the tomb and paused to look around for any of Tornear’s band. Though she said nothing…she’ll let the sleeping ones lay and the others would see her. Her eyes narrowed again and pelt shining bright in the moonlight…it was next to impossible to miss the she-cat.
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Post by Roxie ! on Nov 9, 2006 17:41:49 GMT -5
"Willowtail!" Nightstar growled in frustration, but it was too late...Willowtail was already gone. With a loud sigh, his claws unsheathed. It didn't matter. If she thought he was going to leave without her once he got out...she had another thing coming. Quickly, he ran for the wall, ignoring the pain....and leapt, dugging is claws into the small nooks and beginning to crawl out.
Wolfbane, with Crow on her tail, spotted the ThunderClan she-cat. With a snarl, the silver she-cat and her companion bounded out of the shadows where they stood guard, their claws unsheathed. "Going somewhere?" She spat, as Crow whipped by her and lunged to meet the she-cat in battle. |
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Post by squee. on Nov 9, 2006 18:00:52 GMT -5
Willowtail deliberately stood still and let Crow ram right into her ribcage. Her eyes widened in shock and she made a fake ‘CRACK’ with her mouth to make it sound like the tom had broken her ribs. She forced her next breaths to be ragged and to echo as if the broken rib had priced a lung. The perfect death. She fell to the ground and began to shake. Then, all at once she forced her body to lay completely limp. Her eyes closed and she held her breath. Little did anyone know, she had practiced fake death before this. She hadn’t always been a Thunderclan cat. She was at one time a Bloodclan apprentice. Until during a fake battle with some friends she ‘died’. And now, she lay there again. Perfectly limp as if Crow’s blow had killed her.
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Post by Roxie ! on Nov 9, 2006 18:19:54 GMT -5
Crow smirked in triumph at the 'crack', stepping back to admire his work for a moment. "Weak ThunderClanners. Tornear can feed 'er to the dogs later." He grunted, before attempting to shove Willowtail's body back into the pit. All the while, Nightstar clawed his way up the slope, nearly at the top now... |
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Post by squee. on Nov 9, 2006 18:32:09 GMT -5
As Crow began to roll her to the pit, Willowtail sprang to her paws again. Without a waisted second, she took off toward Bloodclan. She only toook a second to glance over her shoulder in amusement.
"Stupid Rogues"
She growled loud enough for both of them to hear. She kept going though, refusing to see if the rogues had cought up with her or not. She kept running......and running......(no muse.....)
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Post by Roxie ! on Jan 23, 2007 15:32:15 GMT -5
OOC//Dawny asked me this too. Nighty 'dissappeared'. AKA died. We need a deputy for TC first, so any volunteers? After that, Torneh & him can have their final showdown herezz!
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