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Post by .:-Aikoa-:. on Jan 10, 2009 14:38:37 GMT -5
The tabby-patched she-cat sat with her tail curled 'round her forepaws, and her ears angled forward on her head. Thoughts, images, plans... all sorts of things raced through her mind. Her eyes glinted with a cold light that may have hinted at sinister plots, but her mouth was curved into a cruel smile.
"Yes, strike from the left." She meowed at last. A dark form flew from a gathering of bramble nearby, slamming his paw down on the back of a frightened mouse.
"And so you are learning to be paitent, my brother." Chaos meowed with a smile. Renegade shrugged as he began to eat his kill.
"You've always been the better hunter, Chaos." He noted.
"You are right," Chaos said thoughtfully, "But you have always been the better fighter. Together we are unstopable, yes?" Renegade and Chaos smiled slightly at the shared memory. Finally the evil she-cat stood and swept her tail back and forth in a brisk but graceful motion.
"Let us depart and search for more prey. I have hardly eaten my fill." She said. In truth, she had speant so much time teaching Renegade she'd not caught anything yet. Her brother nodded and raced to her side. Their pelts brushing, the two kin wandered through the territory, Renegade bouncing with excitement and Chaos padded along with a very distant expression on her face.
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Post by Brambleclaw on Jan 24, 2009 13:45:42 GMT -5
Speckledkit frowned as she watched the mouse dart to and fro. Could she make the kill? She'd watched many a cat do it, as sneaking out of camp was an unfortunate habit of hers. Again, the mouse was not that much smaller than she was, but she was probably much stronger. Probably. She leaped and pinned it. After the tackle, she began to roll and tussle with it - even though it was dead. She did not hear the other cats as she caused quite a stir fighting with her already-dead prey menace.
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Post by .:-Aikoa-:. on Jan 24, 2009 15:35:50 GMT -5
Chaos heard something and turned her fierce hazel gaze to examine the source of all the ruckus. A young kit was wrestling with a dead mouse; freshly caught by the scent. Chaos gave a little chuckle.
"Already the little killer, eh?" She mused. Renegade chortled but silenced himself as Chaos gave him a stern stare. She often grew tired of his antics, and the tom tried to keep on her good side. Being on Chaos's bad side was never a good thing.
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Post by Brambleclaw on Jan 25, 2009 19:25:12 GMT -5
Speckledkit smiled.
"I'd hope so. I wanna be just like Whisper when I grow up." The little kit puffed out her chest. Their new leader was most definitely better than the last two. One had been murdered, the other had run away. Both weak. But not Whisper - she was perfect. She would be an amazing leader. And Speckledkit looked up to her.
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Post by .:-Aikoa-:. on Jan 26, 2009 16:41:38 GMT -5
Chaos nodded and purred.
"Oh yes, she is such a great leader, isn't she? What things about her draw you in, eh, Speckledkit?" The tabby tortoiseshell inquired. Her brother was shifting his weight from paw-to-paw - he always grew impaitent when his sister began her "questioning". She was not prone to speaking much, but when she did it was almost always for a reason. This knowledge alone kept Renegade silent and still.
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Post by Brambleclaw on Jan 28, 2009 22:31:14 GMT -5
"I like how she doesn't care either way. She'd kill a cat or not, with no emotions about her. I want to be emotionless, too, as it is a good power to have. It means you don't have to worry about a guilty conscience. I like that." Speckledkit smiled. It seemed that Whisper was the best leader they'd had thus far, and she was also the only leader without emotion. So Speckledkit figured that was where the she-cat got her power and ferocity, and Speckledkit wanted to be emotionless too.
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Post by .:-Aikoa-:. on Jan 28, 2009 22:48:18 GMT -5
Chaos nodded.
"There are quite some rumors as how she became so. But I suppose if a cat wants something they'd do almost anything to get it. What would you give to be like Whisper, Speckledkit?" Chaos asked. Renegade eyed her. Why was she interogatting this little kit? It made no sense to him. But then again, Chaos's plans never did until she explained them.
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Post by Brambleclaw on Jan 29, 2009 17:24:18 GMT -5
"My life. Anyone's life. Anything!" The kit spoke dramatically, eyeing her mouse again. After giving it a quick sniff she took a ravenous bite.
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Post by .:-Aikoa-:. on Jan 29, 2009 22:10:37 GMT -5
Chaos grinned wickedly, her tail-tip curling up with a menacing meaning hidden beneath the gesture. Renegade stiffened, sensing a plot churning in his sister's all-too-devious mind.
"That's good." Chaos purred, "Because if you ever are to become like her, you'd need to pass a very difficult test. It is said Whisper slaughtered her whole family; her sister, brother, and her mother. She cut their throats out to kill off the last of what she had been. It's a hard commitment, but it's very rewarding. Unfortunately, it takes more than just cold blood." Chaos's eyes became cold as she spoke, her voice bitter. True, Whisper's final test had been to slaughter her family; that had leaked out among the Clan and now the information seemed well-known. Everyone took interest in their leader's past. But she had much training beforehand. Chaos and Renegade had done quite the same, but without that training they had no chance of ever becoming like her. That was alright with Chaos, though. She used her emotions to her benifit.
"It takes determination and persistence, as well!" Renegade spoke for the first time. Chaos eyed him but for once her gaze was not condesending.
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Post by Brambleclaw on Jan 30, 2009 19:58:28 GMT -5
"Well that's too bad then. My whole family is dead anyway." She sighed, shaking her head. They weren't that important to her - it didn't seem like much of a sacrifice. Then again, the kit had never know of family. Nor of love. But it seemed she needed neither. She was fine in SilenceClan how she was.
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Post by .:-Aikoa-:. on Jan 30, 2009 20:36:10 GMT -5
Chaos smiled slightly.
"Yes, but one day you will find someone who will mean something to you, whether you love them or care for them or any of that rot. But one day you will find someone. And that will be the real test." The she-cat meowed, curling her lip.
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Post by Brambleclaw on Feb 1, 2009 20:15:58 GMT -5
"Love is for losers. Shadowstar and Fallingstar both had love, and where did it get them? Not Whisper, though. If I'm gonna be anything like Whisper I have to never love." Speckledkit smiled, crunching a mouse bone between her teeth.
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Post by .:-Aikoa-:. on Feb 20, 2009 18:17:55 GMT -5
Chaos nodded solemnly.
"It would be interesting, though, wouldn't it... to know why Whisper became this way." And with that she motioned to Renegade and padded toward the underbrush. Renegade turned to the kit and smiled.
"See ya later!" He mrrowed.
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Post by Brambleclaw on Feb 20, 2009 18:56:42 GMT -5
Speckledkit nodded, purring as she battered the lifeless mouse around helplessly. Suddenly, she felt the familiar draw return - closer and stronger than before. Curious, she stood and stretched, padding after the pull...
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