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Post by kiralicious on Dec 11, 2018 0:21:41 GMT -5
-you made the first post oof-
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Post by Ferntrail on Dec 12, 2018 23:26:58 GMT -5
` ♚ B L U E B E L L ♚  words . tags ♚Everyone was just getting on Bluepaw's nerves. They were all whining and whinging about how long they had been walking and it was doing Bluepaw's head in. Everyone had been walking the same amount of time, they didn't need to point out that the skin on their paw-pads was flaky and raw. Shadowclan and Windclan just needed to shut the fuck up. Bluepaw, herself, also felt the pain but didn't yap her mouth off to anyone about it. On top of the pain from continuous walking she also had to deal with the weight she was putting on, not loosing. Her pregnancy hadn't been a simple one so far, and she was the victim of intense cramps throughout parts of the day.
That just added to her mounting frustration and animosity towards everyone, causing her to lash out at everyone who came near. The only ones that could soothe her emotions would be the very few cats she trusted, and Owlscreech. Owlscreech was doing leader shit, though and was focused more on that. She just wanted this journey to end and them to be in the territory. Part of her just wanted to take a break right here, maybe a moon or so. It wasn't snowing much anymore, and sun came out some days. Despite the fact the temperature was warming up, she knew it wasn't wise. If they settled down now they'd never get moving again, which she also didn't want.
Ugh, why did everything have to be so completed! Bluepaw's face was narrow and bony due to the lack of prey and always in a frown, her kitty-brows pressed together to create a devastatingly show of her temper, but despite all that you could still see how she had once been the pretty, snarky queen of the apprentices. Maybe she still could be, after she gave birth to her kits. That wasn't what was on her mind right now, all she cared about was sitting down and resting her aching limbs. Shoving past the cats that were mingling around she made a bee-line for a particular smooth rock that was free of any stone, and would definitely be able to catch some of the light rays of sun that the clans were blessed with
` all my ladies wine to the left, sway to the right, drop it down low then take it back high
bitch i don't need introduction, follow my simple instruction |
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Post by kiralicious on Dec 14, 2018 19:56:57 GMT -5
☁️ c l o u d d a n c e r ☁️
hunt or be hunted
clouddancer, for the most part, shared bluepaw's view of the world. all the cats in his clan were insipid vagabonds who cared only about the fact that their paws were aching. really? was there really nothing else to talk about? he wandered aimlessly, his paws carelessly guiding him over to a smooth rock that was now the resting place of a pregnant she-cat he'd never seen before. doing a quick once-over, he noticed that although her face was frighteningly bony, she was still rather pretty. beautiful, in fact. and that made her useful to him. he prowled over to her with a smile. "hello there, madam. a pleasure to see you. here on this fine day"
clouddancer was in no way a kind tom. he was rude, snarky, manipulative - all things he'd been called before. he was every single one of those, and he owned it like the cat he was. among his more pleasant traits were beguiling, a cat of incessant candor... all bad things disguised as a compliment. however, all of these made it much easier for clouddancer to climb the social ladder. he had been hated by most of the cats in riverclan, but they were all dead now, so why matter? as long as his powerful reputation preceded him, he'd be fine. so as he jumped up on the stone next to bluepaw, he didn't have any doubts or fears crossing his mind.
i mean, let's be honest here, who could resist his charms? clouddancer, although young, already had the manly air that so many she-cats loved. he was handsome enough, with his milky white fur highlighted by his brown points. if you ignored the fact that he had a horrible personality, one might even fall for him. however, love was not on his agenda, nor would it ever be. |
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Post by Ferntrail on Dec 16, 2018 16:14:40 GMT -5
` ♚ B L U E B E L L ♚ words . tags ♚Bluepaw had not been expecting to have any toms prowl over to her, at least not for a long time. Bluepaw was-had been a flirt and had captivated many hearts, from the very start of her apprentice hood. Unlike Clouddancer she had actually fallen for the cats, just like they had fallen for her. It had ended up with her heart being played over and over again. She just hadn't mastered the ability to be the heart-breaker, to not fall for the cats she exchanged flirtatious words and seductive looks with. After being with the tom she thought she could settle down with - this wasn't for the first time, of course - he left, like they always do. This time it had ended up with her having kits and no one around. It could have made some mollies more lonely, seeking companionship from any sewer rat that slunk up to him, but it just made Bluepaw want to raise her babies by herself. Hollowdusk had told her they would need a father figure, and he had offered to be there for the kits, as well as her brother. She did not need anyone else in her life, but could it really hurt to flirt? Just a simple conversation, nothing more, nothing less.
It would be a good way to get back into the game, hell maybe they could be friends? Who knew. She could feel all of her best-worst qualities in him and usually that would threaten her, but after he jumped onto the rock she was reclining on the youth in his face was obvious. He may be like her, but hardly as experienced. He could have been a good couple of moons younger then her, because despite her position in the clan she was of an old enough age to have kittens and not be judged for how young she was. He looked about teenager age, the older more manly shroud he wrapped around him not fooling her. "Hello there, sweetheart" she purred, not in the seductive tone many mollies used these days, but in a tone wrapped with honey, as one may address a kit. "The weather has improved a lot, so I guess I reciprocate some of the same thoughts that you addressed to me" She did not move from her very relaxed position, staring up at him with her good eye. "What has you out and about, trying to make... friends?"
` all my ladies wine to the left, sway to the right, drop it down low then take it back high
bitch i don't need introduction, follow my simple instruction |
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Post by kiralicious on Dec 16, 2018 17:13:01 GMT -5
☁️ c l o u d d a n c e r ☁️
hunt or be hunted
clouddancer could tell that his arrival had somewhat shocked the she-cat. in all fairness, all of his arrivals seemed to shock at least someone. a brief look of shock crossed bluepaw's face then vanished as quickly as it came. resisting the urge to growl at her candied tone, he smiled back at her and looked up at the sky. "yes. i never say anything without a purpose." he purred in a similar tone as her, his eyes widening in false shock. "friends? why ever would i need them? i mean, i already have sooo many as is." he did, in a way. most cats in shadowclan respected him, even if only barely. plus, the fact that he was a poor refuge from riverclan made them want to help him even more.
yawning slightly, he tilted his head. "so, who are you? i'm clouddancer." he actually wasn't. 'clouddancer' was the name he had given himself when he had joined shadowclan. his real name was cloudpaw, but he was as good a warrior as any of the foolish pricks in this clan, so he might as well give himself the name his sister had suggested. ugh, his sister -lilacdove- was a weak, puny little she-cat who was more or less dead to him. a day after being in shadowclan, she'd left him to run off to the moor where she could 'run free'. it had hurt him, but she was gone now, so what's the problem? |
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Post by Ferntrail on Dec 16, 2018 17:23:16 GMT -5
` ♚ B L U E B E L L ♚ words . tags ♚"I'm sure everything you say and do has a purpose" she chuckled, amused with this whole situation. Everyone was so serious these days, until asshats like this kid came along. Asshats like her and the type of cats she liked to be friends with. "i'm sure i'd just have as much friends, even more ones with benefits, as you. But it is rare you find cats who don't try to get you to suck up to them, so I feel like being an asshole throws them off their toes" she then winked at him, her slanted blue eye sparkling in his direction. If he had expected her to bow at his feet and start begging for his love and affection he was fucking off, sure, she didn't mind being friends with him. Friends were equals, or close to, in Bluepaw's view. She wouldn't be friends with anyone less sharp-minded then her, or someone that wasn't on her level.
Clouddancer was a pretty cute name and Bluepaw could only hope to get a name like that. "Bluepaw" she replied confidently. "And don't worry, I'm not your age and pregnant, I just got held back by 'bout every leader that's passed through shadowclan in this past 9 moons." Bluepaw was really the devils incantation and very few cats could claim what she could. "So where you from? I would have noticed you if you had been in Shadowclan for long"
` all my ladies wine to the left, sway to the right, drop it down low then take it back high
bitch i don't need introduction, follow my simple instruction |
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Post by kiralicious on Jan 5, 2019 1:29:35 GMT -5
☁️ c l o u d d a n c e r ☁️
hunt or be hunted
there was no inflection of his voice at the end, his comment phrased as a statement and not a question. it was up to the she-cat about whether or not she wanted to reply to his previous request. he didn't seem to care, really, just making small talk to fill the empty silence that threatened to engulf them once and for all. he snorted as the cat referred to herself as an asshole, his teeth exposed as he laughed. "true, sadly. this clan seems to be full with petty, sensitive little whiners who can't do anything by themselves. pathetic, really, but they can be useful, i suppose.""bluepaw, huh? a pretty name. i hope it doesn't get ruined by our leader, with a name like bluefur or blueskies. so plain, aren't they? a pretty she-cat like you needs a name to match," his previous, flirty facade had been abandoned, his compliment more of a sarcastic quip than a kind comment. perhaps he should do an effort to be nicer, he thought, given the fact that bluepaw wasn't entirely unpleasant. there were some good things about her, he supposed. for one, she wasn't a sensitive prick as far as he could tell, neither was she someone so unintelligent that their talk was boring. perhaps they could be friends one day. perhaps. his ears perked up as she spoke once again. "no, i'm not from shadowclan originally- i was one of the respected warriors of riverclan, though i must admit most of my reputation came from my apprentice days. i was a warrior for barely a month before my clan was wiped out almost fully." to be truthful, he hadn't even had a month. he'd only become a warrior when he joined shadowclan 3 weeks ago. |
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Post by Ferntrail on Jan 20, 2019 17:30:54 GMT -5
` ♚ B L U E B E L L ♚ words . tags ♚Did she really want to tell this kid anything about herself? It didn't really matter, it wasn't like telling him a bit about herself could hurt anything. "I'm the judge first, talk later type of cat. If your a prick when we first talk, I'll probably think of you as a prick every single time I see you." A short paused gathered between their conversation as she thought of what to tell him. "Well I know my parents -loosely speaking-, I was abandoned on the Shadowclan/Riverclan border. I've never met my parents but I know a bit about them, at least. I've grown up in Shadowclan my whole life but I'm pretty sure I had a mental breakdown when I joined Windclan for a moon or two" She couldn't help the small giggle that escaped her dark lips at what he said next. "Thank you for worrying, honey but my brother is leader and I trust him with my name... However I thank you dearly for your concern" Owlscreech had only just became leader and he would still be around by the time she got her name.
This kid just couldn't quit! He was such a gods damn liar. A good one, as well. However, he was not a great liar. "Kid, kid, kid, just stop there" The giggle turned out into a full out laughing fit, Bluepaw unable to stop wheezing. Getting to her slender paws, she dragged her plumed tail under his chin. "Your not dealing with an amateur here. We started the journey like four moons ago, and you were a warrior a for more then a moon before that... That was five moons ago, mmm? Despite the fact that your pretty good on the eyes and don't look like an apprentice, I'd guess your 13 moons at the most... Which means you were 8 moons when you became a warrior" She circled him like a vulture, tail tracing along his side. "I bet, even heavily pregnant, I could easily beat you in a fight. You see, I wasn't trained by those stupid-ass honor rules. Even with my impeccable training it didn't matter when I was held back. I doubt impeccable training would have you become a warrior at 8 moons old" She raised one of her delicate paws, shoving him gently in the shoulder.
"Don't get me wrong, I don't give two fucks... In fact if you gave yourself your own warrior name, I commend you!" She purred, now facing him again.
` all my ladies wine to the left, sway to the right, drop it down low then take it back high
bitch i don't need introduction, follow my simple instruction |
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Post by kiralicious on Jan 29, 2019 20:23:14 GMT -5
☁️ c l o u d d a n c e r ☁️
hunt or be hunted
clouddancer turned up to the sky, then back to bluepaw, as she began to speak. he seemed slightly more interested in her story than he had been mere moments ago, his eyes widening and narrowing with every word of her tale. she was an interesting character, for sure. on one paw, she put up a seemingly strong wall around herself, one that he'd assumed would have been hard to break. on the other, here she was- giving a stranger her life's story. he winced slightly when she mentioned her parents- he was not the kind of cat who gave love away easily, and his parents had earned it. too bad they were dead and done already. "oh, really? the leader's sister? lucky you. if i hadn't named myself i might've been stuck with cloudfuzz. that's my grandfather's name, the one i'm named after. i mean, i respect him and all, but cloudfuzz? can you imagine trying to take him seriously when he has that name?" he grinned, not being able to resist a short burst of laughter. his smile turned rueful, however, when bluepaw stood. his eyes narrowed, but not in anger- it was as if he was seeing bluepaw for the first time, again. he listen to her, nodding along to anything she got right. "good on the eyes, ey?" he smirked, winking. "and so what if i was only 8 moons when i became a warrior? at least i'm not an ancient apprentice." he stumbled backwards a bit at her shove, not having expected it. "gee, thanks." |
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Post by Ferntrail on Feb 1, 2019 0:26:58 GMT -5
` ♚ B L U E B E L L ♚ words . tags ♚It was kind of a cute thing to be named after your grandfather, but Cloudfuzz was a... unique name. **”If you’d been called Cloudfuzz and came to Shadowclan for all I know you could have lied and said you were named after Fuzzystar as he was your grandfather”** She shook her head slightly **”But yeah there’s really no looking past that”**
**”Don’t get too cocky there, sweetie. I’m sure you have much younger cats fawning at your paws, i’m into a much different kind of cat then you. I’m just not blind”** He was all white fluff with gentle points, Bluepaw was way more into rugged, scarred up cats. **”Y’know technically you could still be considered an apprentice as well”** she mused. If she had actually been friends with him she’d probably get mad but he still knew next to nothing about her so she really didn’t care when he insulted her. **”Just meant I got to learn more, if you get what I mean”** it was her turn to wink right back, the tip of her tail flicking under his chin before she sat back down. **”Shadowclan can definitely use more warriors like you, though”**
` all my ladies wine to the left, sway to the right, drop it down low then take it back high
bitch i don't need introduction, follow my simple instruction |
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Post by kiralicious on Feb 1, 2019 0:35:16 GMT -5
☁️ c l o u d d a n c e r ☁️
hunt or be hunted
clouddancer mostly saw eye-to-eye with bluepaw about his name. 'cloud' was definitely a cute name for him, with his fluffy white fur and whatnot. it also gave him an air of intrigue, though. a cloud could turn stormy at any second. he rolled his eyes, but there was no aggressiveness behind it. "well, it isn't a lie. i'm too handsome and charming to be resisted." stretching his paws lazily, clouddancer tilted his head. "neither am i. you're quite the attractive she-cat, save for the extra pounds pregnancy always comes with. i wouldn't be surprised if you ruled this clan before the freeze. a real queen of the apprentices, y'know? that's what i was." he seemed slightly wistful now, perhaps a hint that he was not lying about this. his ears perked up at bluepaw's comment and he smiled again. "yep, i'm exactly what shadowclan needs. handsome, flirty, ever-so-smart, y'know... absolutely perfect, in every way." |
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Post by Ferntrail on Feb 1, 2019 0:38:07 GMT -5
` ♚ B L U E B E L L ♚ words . tags ♚"I wouldn't say charming, I'd say seductive" The tom in front of her was definitely something, to say the least. "How'd you guess?" She raised a brow in his direction. "I most definitely was one of the top apprentices, although many would call me tyrant before queen" Bluepaw had always been a rude bitch and many many cats had hated her for it, but she really wasn't a tyrant. She wouldn't force cats to fight each other like Pumpkinstar, just because she was bored. "I wouldn't be surprised if you had actually been the one in charge back in Riverclan, you and I are very much alike" Her blue eye narrowed slightly as she stared at him, amusement lacing her voice with what she said next "You and I could probably take over the warrior's chain of command"
Clouddancer really was cocky, although she was having trouble deciding if he was joking or not. "If I was you I'd slow down, though, even if you love wining and dining on the women Shadowclan has to offer, you'll find if you leave them feeling empty-handed or alone they'll band together to take you down. That was one of the real reasons I didn't get into the relationship side of things." Bluepaw could tell he wasn't the type of tom to get flustered easily but was it possible for him to really be perfect in everyway. "I have a theory about you, wanna hear it?"
` all my ladies wine to the left, sway to the right, drop it down low then take it back high
bitch i don't need introduction, follow my simple instruction |
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Post by kiralicious on Feb 1, 2019 0:38:34 GMT -5
☁️ c l o u d d a n c e r ☁️
hunt or be hunted
he shrugged, glancing at the sky. "eh, you're right. charming sounds like i'm a nice guy. seductive is more like it, really." he smirked flirtily but one could easily tell that bluepaw wasn't really a romantic subject of interest for him. she was too old, for one, despite the fact that she looked young enough. save for the whole pregnancy thing, she could've passed for 15 moons. a bit younger, even, once prey filled in her bony cheeks and narrow face. in fact, he wasn't shocked at all when she confirmed his suspicions. he'd heard talk of a rude, bitchy she-cat from shadowclan, an apprentice who thought she owned the pitiful world she lived in. from the stories, he'd heard she was quite beautiful. correct. his eyes widened with interest as she spoke again, tilting his head ever-so-slighly. "taking over the chain of command? why, i dare say that sounds like a business offer." he smiled ruefully. "i'll have to take you up on that."
his smile remained on his face but his thoughts soured. "of course, of course. i'm not that much of a heartbreaker, really, but mess with two she-cats and suddenly your reputation is stained for life. but i'll be more careful, oh high and mighty bluepaw." he smirked at her but in way that would let her know that he did appreciate her looking after him, however superficial it might be. "go ahead." |
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Post by Ferntrail on Feb 1, 2019 0:40:40 GMT -5
` ♚ B L U E B E L L ♚ words . tags ♚"I might not strive in taking over the hearts of my clan-mates, I work with a different kind of deception. Usually I scam them over, trick them into revealing their shit. I have never found any cat quite like you, so a business offer, yes, before any other of the bores get to you" In honest Bluepaw wasn't sure where she stood in Shadowclan anymore. There was no way in fuck when she become a warrior - like hell she was going to be an apprentice when she gave birth - that she could become a cat that 'respects her elders' Owlscreech being leader would complicate things, though. She loved her brother endlessly but he would be the one that'd have to punish her. She understood that completely, she just knew it would probably mess with her head. Bluepaw would have to be extra discreet as she navigated over foreign territory to the senior warrior circle. Then the top of that.
Bluepaw did actually enjoy his company, his little remarks making her chuckle. "I think you'll find when your older and buff out a bit, you will become a bit of a heartbreaker. You seem to already know your way around a molly's emotions - and the tom's, perhaps - and maybe you already know your way around their body, but I'm sure you'll learn about that soon enough" Her sharp gaze was bright, her slightly teasing tone matching"I reckon when you get tired of the same game with all the she-cats, you'll come back to me. We have nothing romantic between us, it'll be refreshing. I also reckon we could be friends, perhaps even close"
` all my ladies wine to the left, sway to the right, drop it down low then take it back high
bitch i don't need introduction, follow my simple instruction |
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Post by kiralicious on Feb 1, 2019 0:43:01 GMT -5
☁️ c l o u d d a n c e r ☁️
hunt or be hunted
he nodded, slightly more serious than he had been before. "i can't say i've ever met someone quite like you, bluepaw, save for my sister. she's a rabbit-brain, however, so there's a difference between you two."he smiled ruefully and glanced away. out of the corner of his vision, he could see one of his favorite she-cats lounging in the sunlight. goldenwillow. turning to her and winking, he stood up and turned back to bluepaw. "sorry, bluepaw. duty calls. however, i genuinely hope we meet again. for one, we still have some business to finish up. who does what, and all that. number two, i actually enjoy your presence. shocking, i know, but you're not a dimwit and i'm pretty sure you feel the same about me." he said it with no doubt, although his words were phrased to show otherwise. standing up and sending one last smile in bluepaw's direction, he bounded off in search of goldenwillow. |
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