This is my xHeavenx and xHellx[Torneh & Anyone]

[Roxie !]

It was beginning to darken in the already gloomy BloodClan camp. Silence rang tauntingly through the clearing, a barrier to any who dared break it. A pair of cat-like eyes scanned the clearing, their usual ice-blue hue darkened somewhat by the shadows of camp. They now appeared a deep sapphire, but no sparkle could be found in their chilled depths. Believe it or not, these same eyes had once been bright and sparkling, but now they seemed...empty. Cold. Guarded. Emotionless. And perhaps all of this was true about the golden-splotched tabby, for she had chosen to abandon any emotions long ago. They only got in the way, and prevented her from doing what she needed to do. As a BloodClan warrior, emotions meant weakness. And Juliet could not afford to show weakness in any shape or form if she were to survive here.

Claws gripped the earth tightly, as if she half-expected to be blown away with the cold, passing winds that swept the camp. Juliet sighed, glancing up at the sky, and wishing that the BloodClan camp were a little more sheltered. But wishing never seemed to do anything for her. The tabby she-cat had forced herself to learn this long ago. After all, what was the point of false hope? Hadn't she been told that she'd be in this wretched excuse for a clan forever? Grimacing, Juliet involuntarily drew a shaky breath. The noise seemed to shatter the silence of the misty camp, and the way it did so sent shivers through her spine. Juliet stifled herself quickly, and lowered into a crouch on the ground. Her smooth tabby fur made her appear as a shadow on the ground...one of the many shadows that lurked about the BloodClan camp.

Really, this place was enough to terrify a kit. How couldn't she have seen through BloodClan's little charade so long ago? Blue eyes narrowed at this thought. She had been naive, shy, stupid. Juliet hated who she had been back in these days almost as much as she hated being here. But now, she was allowing herself to drift into memory. And with memories, came pain. With pain...came those emotions again. Why should she allow herself to dwell on such things anyway? They had passed, they were over, and nothing could be done to change them.

It didn't matter who she was. It only matters who she is.

Juliet sighed softly, and shifted her weight. Tail tapped the ground soundlessly behind her. The she-cat appeared relaxed at the moment, even weary. But she was far from it. Although her muscles were not bunched or tensed, her ears were erect. They would constantly swivel in each and every direction, straining to pick up any noise that surrounded the camp. But she found none, only that strange silence that seemed louder than any noise. Her eyes narrowed as she scanned the camp warily. But no other feline could be spotted through the light mist.

Juliet appeared to be alone...at least for now. It was times like these that she found almost half-blissful. But they didn't last long.

[Roxie !]

Sure enough...

A soft sound caught the rough winds of the terrain, carrying itself throughout the large, empty camp. Brown ears pricked at the noise. It was not a harsh sound, in the sense that it did not seem to break the icy silence that surrounded the camp, but instead to melt into it. Still, Juliet recognized the greeting as the call of another cat, and she tensed slightly but did not move. Instead she crouched there unresponsively, her eyes now fixated on the rough rocky ground. The air scented of nothing but BloodClan, which told Juliet that this feline was indeed of this Clan. Bitterness pricked her. This Clan, not her Clan. It had never been her Clan. She had come to accept it this way.

So, with a brief shake to her brown tabby pelt, Juliet stirred at last from her statue-like state. She stood, her legs flexing beneath her, before slowly, she turned and lifted her dim blue gaze to look in the direction of the call. She scanned the clearing with an icy expression, until her eyes came to fix upon the silhouette of the other cat. Juliet blinked, but did not let her gaze waver, her tail raised in greeting. Then, slowly, she gave a small nod, as if to acknowledge the other's presence.

"Hello," Was her only offered statement, and a calm and even one at that. For at the moment, other words didn't seem to be needed. If they were, then she would allow the other feline to speak first, for she had nothing to say.

Juliet had always been the quiet type, and the words she did speak tended to be quiet and reserved. Not because she was shy, but because she was thoughtful. She regarded the other BloodClanner with wary acceptance as of now, for he was still too far away for her to actually confirm his identity.

[le Dawnz]

-bumps even though I do not exist here-

[Roxie !]

OOC//Yeeeaaah BUMP Torneh!