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Post by flamewhisper on Sept 7, 2010 0:23:32 GMT -5
A golden, black spotted pelt sparkled from the darkness as a red light entered from the edge of the blackness. Yellow eyes glowed with a mysterious shadow as the light stuck them. The smell of blood was strong in the breeze, making the already dark forest seem darker.
As Wraith exited the Dark Forest, he became surrounded by red scenery; the stars sparkling high in the moonless sky, their soft light shining off the surface of the red water, iluminated everything in red. The soft grass crunched under his paws as he walked up to red tinted water of Blood lake. Sitting at its shores, he dipped his head and touched his nose to the bloody water. The water rippled as the past leaders acknowledged his respect.
"Father, I have come once again on this moonless night to tell of my days. Things have gone well with the distruction of the clans. I plan on sending one of my followers to one of the clans as a spy." He looked to the center of the lake, the water rippling softly with the breeze. "I plan that clan to be Bloodclan. I hear the leader is sending a spy to Thunderclan, so I plan to send a spy there to keep me updated with their plan. It might help in the distruction of Thunderclan. What I need to know is which cat I should send." He mewed, his eyes glowing darker as he leaned forward, touching his nose to the waters surface once again, hoping to receive an answer from the ripples.
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Post by blackclaw on Sept 10, 2010 13:46:23 GMT -5
There was no moon in the sky as the black tom walked the borders. He stopped in his tracks as a sent filled his nose, "the Creed." He hissed out the name, he knew they where the only ones that would be any truble for him. When it came time to take down all of the clan cats. He followed the sent, going deeper and deeper into the creeds territory. As he walked he heard a voice, he looked around a bush to see the leader of the creed. What are you up to he thought as he watched. As he listened to the the leader. He dug his claws into the dirt, I would love to see that flea bitten cat send a spy to my clan. It was then he knew what the leader was doing here. They believe in a type of Starclan, what weak fools. Shard walked out into the clearing, "I see that you follow a type of Starclan, that is truly pathetice." He let his claws come out as he said these words.
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Post by flamewhisper on Sept 10, 2010 19:22:31 GMT -5
Wraith was waiting patiently for a sign when he heard someone talking behind him. At first he ignored him, but when he said that he followed a type of starclan, his fur rose. He wirled around and swiped his claws at the tom, barely missing his muzzle. He cursed under his breath for missing, but his dark eyes never left the black tom. His fur was so black that the red light from the lake couldn't disturb it. He knew not who this tom was, but how dare he insult him like that. "I follow no starclan." He growled, the sound dark and threatening. "The lost souls are no starclan. They despise that wreched mythical place just us much a I do." Wraith was ready to jump on the tom and tear him appart slowly, but he waited as his scent struck his nose. Bloodclan, maybe I can trick this ragged ball of fur into letting one of my cats stay with him. The thought came to him, but his heart still wished to kill him for insulting him like that.
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Post by blackclaw on Sept 10, 2010 21:03:26 GMT -5
"I'm guessing you are the leader of the Creed, Wraith isn't it?" He meowed showing no emotion. "I would think the leader of the great Creed would be a little bit more of a fighter. That attack could have been done better by one of the weakest kits in Bloodclan." He should learn to hide his emotions better he thought as he looked at the tom. He would of had me if it hadn't been for his fur rising up.
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Post by flamewhisper on Sept 11, 2010 23:52:41 GMT -5
Wraith glared at the tom for insulting him again. "So you think I'm not a good fighter, huh?" He hissed and without hesitation or warning, he taclked the tom, digging his claws and teeth into his shoulders and neck. This tom was making him mad by insulting him. He didnt care if he was the leader of the clan he would spy on. If he killed him here, he could take over Bloodclan and get his plans done.
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Post by blackclaw on Sept 12, 2010 0:52:58 GMT -5
Shard rolled onto his back, pinning the tom between the ground and his back. He got up off the tom still showing no emotion, "well it seems like someone is a little grumpy. Do you always try to kill people before you even think of any of the benefits of keeping the cat alive?" Shards yellow eyes looked at the tom, shard sat down waiting to see what Wraith would do next.
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Post by flamewhisper on Sept 14, 2010 0:13:20 GMT -5
Wraith glared at the tom, his claws digging into the ground. "And what benefit would you give me? Leave now, before i kill you." He growled, but instead of waiting for the tom to leave, he took off into the forest, finding the spots that smelled the strongest so his scent would be untraceable before heading to the Layer. There were a few cats there that he needed to silence.
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Post by blackclaw on Sept 14, 2010 17:37:55 GMT -5
Shard watched as the tom ran off, "Coward" he hissed. What kind of leader would just run off from a fight. He thought as he headed back to his clan. If the Creeds leader wouldn't even stand up to him, then the rest of the Creed would be weak to. Shard crossed back on to Bloodclans territory, the Creed is no threat to us he thought evilly.
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Post by flamewhisper on Sept 20, 2010 23:38:13 GMT -5
Creed smiled as he watched the tom leave from the bushes. His plan had succeeded. Now the leader of bloodclan believed he was not a threat. This would make sending the spy so much easier. With a soft chuckle he headed back towards the layer, checking on the cats. He found one of the cats curled up near the trees, blindling walking around as she tried to find a place without a bunch of trees. He weaved through the web of trees, sneaking up behind her. "Hello, my dear, tired of being here?" He asked the she-cat. He had caught her on a patrol at the Thunderclan border and brought her back captive a few moons back. "I can help you leave here." He hissed as he threw her to the ground and dragged her off, listening to her scream 'NO' over and over again, pleeding him to release her. A smile came to his muzzle; blood would stain the ground this night, Thunderclan blood.
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