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Post by seren on Aug 1, 2008 15:27:27 GMT -5
ooc: Raikit's fun, isn't he?
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Post by dragon on Aug 1, 2008 15:35:42 GMT -5
WeepShard stood dazed. Maybe it was the fact that there was no magic. Or the fact that Fabelkit bossed her brother around with such athority. She had never had siblings of nay sort so she woudl not know what that would be like, though she thought it would have been nice. She whispered her own name under her breath. Reality flowed through her.
It had happened. Finally. After half her life had passed unphasing through her eyes, as if through a mirror, she was finally living it. She smilied again. This must have been the best day of her life. Were more days like this to come? She wondered lightly.
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Post by dragon on Aug 1, 2008 15:37:12 GMT -5
ooc// interesting at the least. ^^ good character. very life-full. ^^ love him already
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Post by seren on Aug 1, 2008 15:39:09 GMT -5
Dragging the protesting kit by the scruff as if she were his mother, Fablekit ignored all of his empty threats. "Bye, Weepshard! Bye, Magicstone that I will one day climb!" he shrieked at the top of his lungs, his ears flattening to his skull.
"Shut up," Fablekit muttered as she dragged her hopeless brother towards their sanctuary. Maybe he would one day learn the truth of the world...that there is no magic. There is only chaos, disorder, and lies that are shattered by reality.
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Post by albinisticshadow on Aug 1, 2008 15:39:42 GMT -5
Shatterglass, near Raikit's edge of the gathering, spotted the small lump of fur tossing itself at the giant rock. A bit concerned, she took a couple of steps forward and opened her mouth to say something. Before she could, though, the stubborn kit threw himself at the rock again and landed near her paws. "Hey!" she mewed in a harsh whisper, "What do you think you're doing?" She was trying not to attract too much attention to the spectacle, but doubted many cats would notice amidst all the excitement over the completed ceremonies.
Shimmerpaw certainly didn't notice. Waves of joy and fear were lapping up against each other, canceling each other out and leaving him with less emotion than he'd started off with. Apprentice... he felt drained already, and slightly lightheaded. This concerned him too, giving a bit more power to the fear waves, but the feeling mostly faded and he dismissed it as unimportant. He looked up to his mentor once more, wondering if she was a good teacher.
(not trying to control your cat here or anything, that's just the last time you wrote about him doing that.)
((( minor internet issues. back now. i meant to post this, too late now i guess. lets just say she walked up to the two. )))
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Post by seren on Aug 1, 2008 15:40:15 GMT -5
ooc: He does have a huge temper problem, though. I don't know how it'll influence him when he gets older, yet, but I'm going to try not to make him too violent/likely to kill because of his temper.
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Post by seren on Aug 1, 2008 15:41:38 GMT -5
ooc: S'alright, IM. And I don't consider that controlling him. This'd be controlling: "And then Raikit farted on Fablekit's head because he got in the way and then killed her. It was funny."
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Post by dragon on Aug 1, 2008 15:44:09 GMT -5
She blinked as Raikit called goodbye to her. "Bye Raikit." She called. Her mind was on other things. But in the mist of all her thoughts, she hoped one day soon that Raikit would realize that there was no magic. Maybe in LegendClan...but not here. Not in the empty land of pain. She had learned this a long, long time ago.
When she was young, and able to learn, the shelter she had lived in had burned and she had nearly died of smoke poisening. This had earned her her name. She smiled again. Her tragic past had earned her the most beautiful name in all StarClan.
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Post by seren on Aug 1, 2008 15:48:01 GMT -5
Yowling like a true kit, Raikit began to kick at his sister's stomach, hoping to get her to drop him. In a whining tone, he pleeded with her. "But Fableki-it! I want to see where the magic is!"
Deathly eyes turning on the tom, the ghostly she-cat looked down into his hopeful eyes. "There is no such thing in this Clan." And that was the end of that.
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Post by dragon on Aug 1, 2008 16:00:28 GMT -5
ooc: man kala's gone....me n her were gonna start a love plot.....*whines* OMG 9 HOURS AND TWO MINUETS!!!!! (fangril squel) ooooooo 8 HOURS TO BOOT!!!!!
WeepShard knew what Fablekit was telling Raikit. She was telling him that there was no such thing, but in the back of her mind, WeepShard thought that if she was a kit, she would think it was magic too. She felt sorry for the kit for a small amount of time. Dim thoughts of hope danced on the edge of her mind. She could almost see the sadness in Raikit's eyes.
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Post by seren on Aug 1, 2008 16:04:18 GMT -5
She's still here, actshully. Mwuha.
"You're lying!" he spat, fur puffing out to twice its size. Fablekit might have yowled at his expense had it not been for her disorder. Dropping him in a squawking heap, she left him for the comfort of her nest.
Meanwhile, the fluffball rose to his paws and hopped over to Weepshard once again, like a dog who has no idea of what it has done wrong and regrets nothing. "So you're a warrior now?" he inquired, his anger-filled vision temporarily clearing.
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Post by dragon on Aug 1, 2008 16:15:49 GMT -5
ooc// REALLY? ? KAAAALLA!!! YOU LEFT ME HERE!!! *cries* Si: "Yeah, yeah I am!" The words grew in meaning as she spoke them. By the end, anyone could have seen WeepShard couldn't have been less happy or proud. Then she looked down at the kit, "But what about you big guy? You look like you're almost an apprentice!"
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Post by seren on Aug 1, 2008 16:22:00 GMT -5
Puffing out his chest, Raikit felt pride swell through his chest. "I wish! I'm only two moons old."*
"What's it feel like being a warrior?" he asked, knowing that it was a bit premature to ask. Rolling to one side, he lay with his stomach against the burning ground, comfort overtaking him. Why couldn't all days be like this?
*That was a complete estimate. If Water ever comes on here, I'll have to remind her of that.
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Post by dragon on Aug 1, 2008 16:29:21 GMT -5
ooc// WD? She hangs around still? I didnt know that.
SIL: "Overbearing. One of the best things in the world!!" She didn't lie to the kit. She flopped to the ground next to him, giving her shaking legs a rest. "It's certiantly the best thing that ever happened to me!" Her eyes were wide and excited. Her born tail with dark tabby stipes fanned out behind her, twitching through the air.
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Post by seren on Aug 1, 2008 16:34:38 GMT -5
ooc: I'm not sure if she does. She hasn't been on the guild for a little while, and she's not registered here, so yeah.
S: "It sounds fun," he mumbled, eyes growing heavy. He had worn himself out so easily. One could hardly blame the kit, however; this was his first day of trying to climb Highrock. Fablekit didn't know what she was talking about--there had to be magic. Magic that would be all his. Well, not exactly, but perhaps a fraction of it would be.
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