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Post by Galli on Feb 12, 2007 21:34:47 GMT -5
She hid in the bushes, waiting for a patrol so she could put on her mask and start her job.
Her yellow eyes glinted fiercely in the light, her jet black pelt as silky as oil. She was Ella; beautiful, enchanting, and dangerous, an amazing actress ready to kill.
And kill she would.
But not yet.
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Post by Thunderstar♥ on Feb 12, 2007 22:20:32 GMT -5
Rockclaw aimlessly wondered throughout the forest, trying to scent the rogues Leopardclaw had scented, but all he smelled was blood. Not far from where Ella was there was a leaf, where Leopardclaw had wiped Softheart's blood from his claws. Rockclaw growled at the sight. " That traitor..."
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Post by Galli on Feb 12, 2007 22:26:13 GMT -5
Ella narrowed her eyes and smiled to herself. Here he was. Her prey.
She turned around, allowing her small frame to rustle the dry reeds, and put on a perfect worried voice, whispering to herself. She was, as of now, a poor lost queen who couldn't find her kits.
"Fermata," she mewed softly, remembering the kits she had left so early. They were a nusiance. "Descant? Octave?" Slightly louder, she mewed, "Bassie, Gliss? Soprano? Where on Earth could they be...?"
She looked perfectly lost, perfectly concerned, and perfectly innocent, but in fact she was none of the above.
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Post by Thunderstar♥ on Feb 13, 2007 16:08:16 GMT -5
Rockclaw's fur bristled. He turned to see Ella, and forced his fur to lie flat, noticing the concerned look on the she-cats face. He stopped spitting about Leopardclaw and stood up strait. " May I help you?" He asked. Rockclaw was always polite to she-cats. However, he guessed, if it was Leopardclaw and someone else was around, the she-cat would be crowfood by now.
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Post by Galli on Feb 13, 2007 20:11:29 GMT -5
Ella gave a convincing jump and turned a scared face to Rockclaw. "My kits..." she mewed in a terrified voice. "I can't find them..." ||ELLA! *slaps* Be better! Ella: ...  || |
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Post by Thunderstar♥ on Feb 13, 2007 20:26:07 GMT -5
" Calm down, I'm sure my leader will help you find them. You seem terrified, maybe my friend should give you some poppyseeds?" Rockclaw didn't know why the words flowed out of him.
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Post by Galli on Feb 13, 2007 20:32:37 GMT -5
Ella allowed her yellow eyes to look questioning as she un-tensed a bit. Relaxed. Like this queen would do. "Really?" she mewed hesitantly. "I've been looking... for ages...maybe they..." she trailed off, looking distantly at nothing. || || |
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Post by Thunderstar♥ on Feb 13, 2007 20:43:40 GMT -5
" They'll be fine. I promise you we will find them." Rockclaw relaxed a little.
Little did he know he'd fulfil the promise.
|| DUN DUN DUN. *huggles Descant*||
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Post by Galli on Feb 14, 2007 18:52:20 GMT -5
Ella put on a hesitantly trusting face.
"Thank you," she murmured, letting her small shoulders ease down.
She really was a smart cat... a chameleon personality around the Clans, yes, and she was small in the same way a stick of dynamite is. These cats would treat her like they would a smoldering candle, and then she would explode in their faces.
Ella almost felt sick, pretending to be this vulnerable.
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Post by Thunderstar♥ on Feb 14, 2007 19:01:09 GMT -5
Rockclaw nodded. " Follow me this way," Rockclaw mewed. In his urgency to lead the vulnerable she-cat to the safety of the camp, he forgot to take the leaf too. Soon, they would be close to the 400 meter tall waterfall.
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Post by Galli on Feb 14, 2007 19:08:02 GMT -5
Ella nodded obediently, silently constructing a map for her fellow rouges. The rushing of a waterfall met her ears; she quickened her pace to keep up with the larger tom.
She very easily could have outrun him, but that was to come later.
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