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Post by .:Stellar:. on Mar 8, 2007 22:59:12 GMT -5
||Screw my original plot || A ginger tabby peered her head from the entrance of the camp. She gazed at the river that flowed steadily only a few tail-lengths away. But something about that river pulled the she-cat closer. The scars on her cheeks stung as she padded closer to take a peek. The newly grown fur on her tail began to burn as she glanced into the rushing water. From the view around the apprentice, it appeared as if the she-cat was distraught from the way she frowned at the floor and flicked her tail. 'I just don't get it.' Thistlepaw thought as her gazed reverted at her forepaws. I only remember that Daiki was my mentor but I don't even remember what he looked like. I don't even remember how he died... Her blue eyes clouded at the thought of not being unknowing of her past. Thistlepaw's eyes drifted into the river before her. Suddenly, something caught her eye. Why, I never knew I had thoes scars before. The scars called something deep within her. They seemed to call out, "Remember, remember when..." Even her tail seemed to echo the scars' message. The apprentice stared at the water until her eyes began to sting. Her hot tears singed her fur as they slid off her cheeks and created ripples in the river.
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Post by Kuromai on Mar 10, 2007 11:24:03 GMT -5
"Words of mine never clear could be." The voice echoed in the small clearing surrounding the river, a darkened figure stepping up onto the other bank. Her paws made no noise; her blue-black fur seemed to dance a a gentle wind strode through the silence between the old friends. "Sure of that must be measured for times not seen. My apologises, miss Kimara. May light forever light your ath next to the darkened crossroads of sin. And may my sins of your memories be washed back away with the sighing brook of tears." Her figure seemed to melt away as quickly as it had come, yellow eyes vanishing to be replaced with darkness. I am sorry, Kimara. I could not do what was asked. Nothing more do I deserve.
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Post by .:Stellar:. on Mar 11, 2007 22:29:05 GMT -5
'Thistlepaw' immediatly silenced her crying and whirled around to meet her approacher. "You!" she hissed while letting her fur rise to its fullest, "Rogue! You do not belong here! Leave before I call the others!" Suddenly, her blue eyes widened. I... I don't remember any of the names of the others cats here! she thought frantically. I don't even know what the name of my leader is! The she-cat's eyes met the rogue once more. However, she couldn't look away. Something about that rogue looks.... familiar... as if a long lost friend... a mother... Her shackles shoke violently when she stepped back. "Who are you and what do you want with me?" The fear in her voice was unmistakable as she tried to speak out boldy. "And... Why are you calling me Kimara?" The name Kimara seemed ring out something in her mind and it haunted her as if it were a relic not meant to be found. Suddenly, Thistlepaw stepped out on to liquid ground. The River! she gasped, looking away for an instant to catch herself as her paw scrapped against the side of the bank. Finding herself trapped, Thistlepaw swallowed and stood her ground.
||She doesn't remember yet.||
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Post by .:Stellar:. on Mar 12, 2007 21:50:33 GMT -5
||Sorry that I have to double post. I once again have plans for her. || The sky suddenly become crimson, as if it had just been dipped in spilled blood. The day was ending and the sun was starting to set. Seeing her chance, Thistlepaw skidded to the side and ran toward the nearest set of trees. All she wanted was to escape the strange, yet familiar stare of the rogue... Her tears began to stream down her face as she watched everything that seemed so familiar fade from her site. The mask of her unknowing hung loosely on her face, threatening to reveal itself. But she ran on, past the meadows of Cloudclan and into the unknown... ||She's at the Under A Blood Red Sky, by the way.||
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