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Post by Hazel on Nov 22, 2008 23:52:57 GMT -5
TOUMA keep quiet no longer, we’ll sing through the day, of the lives that we’ve lost, and the lives we’ve reclaimed
A soft growl came from the handsome, but small, orange tabby's throat as his claws slashed the earth, his eyes burning with a fire of rage. He'd been happy. Finally able to let go of his tormenting thoughts that urged him to kill and maim and take away everything from anyone. She had changed all that. He had loved. And then his love had been taken away, killed by blackcough. He was stuck here, tortured by his lost love, and back to his old tricks. It angered him, drove him insane.
He knew that, with his luck, someone would be here. So, he closing his jaw, which was panting with anger, and put on his old practiced facade that said he was okay, that he was normal, and padded over to where he had buried his mate's body. He dipped his head to the ground and let out a defeated sigh. A single tear drew a line in his fur before he closed his eyes to hold back the rest.
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Post by WhiteAngel28 on Nov 23, 2008 23:12:14 GMT -5
Why are you so frustrated? a gentle voice said. The voice sounded aged with wisdom, but the cat that it came from looked young. She was a gray cat with green eyes, and nothing about her really stood out, except for the wisdom that her eyes held.
If you hold onto the past you will be devoroured by it. she commented. But this was not the reason she had come here. No she had come with news for Touma, that may help him or tear him apart. I presume you know who I am? she asked.
She had no doubt he knew her, but his state of mind at the moment may have driven the memory away. Or if not he may attack her. After all she was one of the cats who had helped drive away the traitors and rogues. One of the main cats in fact. Wiseheart.
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Post by Hazel on Nov 24, 2008 17:32:51 GMT -5
TOUMA keep quiet no longer, we’ll sing through the day, of the lives that we’ve lost, and the lives we’ve reclaimed
You don't know me well enough to know what I feel, nor will you ever. So don't presume it is simple frustration.
He growled softly, not acknowledging that he knew her except for a single, futile glance in her direction. He began to walk again slowly, paws dragging ever so slightly. The signs of a broken heart. Then he paused, left forefoot dangling in the air for a moment before it was put back down again. The short, harsh laugh of a madman escaped through his teeth, and he turned to face her, no longer hiding the malice in his eyes.
It was those eyes everyone saw in the end. And it had been only her who had never shrunk away in fear. He would never forget the look of simple curiosity that had laid upon her face, as she asked him why he couldn't just be truly happy. Told him she had known from the start he was just lying to the others, maybe even himself. And the cage he built around himself just fell away. There was little chance it would do that ever again. But he brought his mind back to the moment that was the present.
I supposed I may as well entertain you. It's not like there's anything better to do.
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Post by WhiteAngel28 on Nov 24, 2008 19:19:16 GMT -5
Wiseheart sighed, trying to conceil the fact that her fur had bristled slightly when he looked at her. She may be the wisest creature of all, but that didn't mean she didn't still feel fear. I have come with news of your son, Cadell. If you will listen, Touma, I will speak.
Wiseheart then sat down her tail streaking out behind her as she sat there ,patiently, waiting for an answer. The answer to her wuestion was simple, yes or no. Then the news she brought was also simple. IceClan was going fall and all because of his son. Though she may not say those exact words, they are what will be in her message.
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Post by Hazel on Nov 24, 2008 21:48:23 GMT -5
TOUMA keep quiet no longer, we’ll sing through the day, of the lives that we’ve lost, and the lives we’ve reclaimed
For just a moment, the mighty tabby looked lost, as his eyes wandered back and forth between his left and right front paws. Then his claws shot out into the dirt and his eyes hardened in a steely glare.
He betrayed me by joining those... cats. Why should I care what happens to him? Especially when, with the code he follows, I'll be the next one on the list, eventually, so clearly he cares nothing about me. Speak if you must, Wiseheart, but know that I could care less what happens to him.
That was far from the reason he no longer cared about Cadell though. It still had to do with his joining Iceclan, but it was how the younger tom had betrayed the very principles his mother, Touma's mate, had lived by. If Cadell loved her like he said he did, he would've have stayed well away from those cats.
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Post by WhiteAngel28 on Nov 27, 2008 14:53:19 GMT -5
Mm...? Wiseheart muttered. Would you care if it involved creating a whole new Clan out of IceClan? A Clan that followed the warrior code? Just as your mate did.
Wiseheart watched Touma carefully. She knew what he was like. He could turn on her in a second and in another second be her best friend. It was safe to say Wiseheart only trsuted him when she had to, though there were breif periods where she trusted him until he did something rash again.
She moved her tail back and forth over the ground. It made a slight rustling sound as it moved over the grass. She thought it was a nice sound, but didn't know if Touma did, so she did it as quietly as possible.
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Post by Hazel on Nov 27, 2008 17:13:58 GMT -5
TOUMA keep quiet no longer, we’ll sing through the day, of the lives that we’ve lost, and the lives we’ve reclaimed
He was caught off guard and had to think about his answer. Of course, while he thought about it, his subconscious kicked in and his tail tip went into a wild flutter back and forth, like the shaking of a rattler's tail. As he came up with an answer for her, he realized he had fallen into an old habit and quickly stilled his tail.
Fine, then. Say what you came here to say about it. And if you plan on doing so in riddles, then leave now. I've no need for nonsense.
His green eyes, a paler version of Cadell's, bored straight into hers. They were far from threatening, but if she knew anything about Touma, it was that every single move he made could be entirely different from what he was thinking and meaning by it.
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Post by WhiteAngel28 on Nov 27, 2008 18:33:30 GMT -5
Wiseheart chuckled quietly. Ah but where is the challenge if the words I speak are not in a riddle? Ones mind must be worked once in while. she said.
But very well. If you tier of riddles, I will play no mind games this time. she stated as she stood. Because you left the Clans, I doubt you know of the prophecy made?
Wiseheart padded forwards just a ways, but stayed far enough away so Touma wouldn't be able to do something without giving her time to react. It has been foretold that your son will be the cause of IceClan's downfall. He will find the few inside the Clan who wish to be a true Clan and follow the warrior code. With those few he will destroy IceClan and the ice will become something much more gentle. Snow.
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Post by Hazel on Nov 27, 2008 19:06:03 GMT -5
TOUMA keep quiet no longer, we’ll sing through the day, of the lives that we’ve lost, and the lives we’ve reclaimed
Riddles nonetheless...
He grumbled slightly, but this news greatly intrigued him. He would never let it show, though. So, he simply blinked at her, eyes uncaring and unconcerned.
Well, hope it happens soon, or else we'll run out of food first.
He growled and spun, padding away toward the abandoned twoleg place. He would find hte nearest rogue camp, maybe stay there for a bit. He'd get a bit of food. Enough to last until he finished thinking this through. He really wanted his son to turn around, be better than him. But there was nothing Touma could do to influence this, not anymore.
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Post by WhiteAngel28 on Nov 27, 2008 19:54:41 GMT -5
Wiseheart watched Touma go. She stood there a few more minutes, enjoying the peace before the storm. The wind whistled through the leaves as she stood there. Her fur ripled in response to the airs touch. She closed her green eyes and pricked her ears, lsitening to the world. She heard the squirrels chattering in their nest high above. The birds flying over head, speaking to each other. She heard the wood mice, burrowing under ground preparing for leafbare. And she heard the whisper of the stars even though it was only noon.
Soon he will speak to Falconstar. Go there if you wish to meet him..
She opened her eyes as the wind dissapeared. She now knew where she was headed. She turned around and began to run. She was headed towards SkyClan. To meet Touma's son. Cadell.
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