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Perfectstorm sat, alone, next to the cursed rock, in the middle of the night. It wasn't a good place to be. Many innocent cats lost their lives here due to the actions of a cruel dictator, one who ruled before his time and was... sort of his grandmother? Foxstar, Foxbane, Fox-whatever. He'd seen her a couple times but they'd never really talked. He didn't have a very good opinion of her since Bloodystar hated her and all, but...
"I'm just wasting time," He said out loud, interrupting his own thoughts. Foxstar was the last thing he aught to be worrying about. He had a demon to hunt. His nephew Honestpaw's death still hung heavy in his heart and mind. That was the real reason he came here. A cursed rock. A demon. They should be intertwined, right?
"If the monster who killed Honestpaw is here, show yourself!"
If you want to shine like the sun, first you must burn like the sun ~ SunClan High Priestess
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Post by racer on Jul 10, 2021 19:53:46 GMT -5
"If it were that easy, I'd have already slaughtered the thing" came sly voice from amongst the trees
A lithe silver form appeared on top of the cursed rock that her mother had made famous looking down upon the large silver tom, golden eyes glittering. She could only imagine the thoughts going through Perfectstorm's mind right now, being alone out here with the all to unhinged she-cat. She lept down beside of him, lifting her paw to pat at his cheek "but against all odds, if you find it send it my way"her paw lowered claws digging into the ground
"Be carefully wandering around out here, or it might just take your soul to"
Perfectstorm's ears flicked back in embarrassment. Ugh... did she really just hear him call out to spirits? Like his father, Bloodystar, he did care quite a bit about his image and was well aware that something like this would tarnish it. At least the cat to catch him was Tinymutiny. Not many valued her word these days - she'd lost her mind a long time ago.
"Thank you for the warning, but I think I can take care of things myself... although... I'm pretty sure this is just a big waste of time..."
If you want to shine like the sun, first you must burn like the sun ~ SunClan High Priestess
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Post by racer on Jul 17, 2021 12:45:25 GMT -5
"You might be surprised, but you should be careful calling out to spirits like that. You might just get what you asked for"
Her claws clicked on the stone as she looked up at the sky. Perfectstorm didn't understand, none of them did. Not truly. They hadn't heard the cries of those that were trapped, their screams and pleas. Knowing that they would never be at rest so long as they were caught. Her tail slid over the toms cheek as she leaped down to join him on the ground.
Perfectstorm tensed at Tinymutiny's touch, clearly unnerved by her. He took a step away from her, a bit too delayed to be just a reflex although he played it off as one.
"Since when were you an expert on spirits?" He came in a little hot and realized it, pausing for a second to change his tone as he rephrased his question, "You know, never-mind, the only people who believe in ghosts, real ghosts, are kits and MoonClan cats. I hate sitting around and waiting for the next thing to happen. I want to get ahead of it."
If you want to shine like the sun, first you must burn like the sun ~ SunClan High Priestess
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Post by racer on Jul 17, 2021 14:55:41 GMT -5
Tinymutiny burst into laughter, her rather stinky breath descending upon his face "AHEAD OF IT?"
She took a step back, her hysterical laughter making her sides hurt "You don't even know what it is or what it is capable of" her paw lifted to rub at her eyes as the laughter died down a little bit "That was a great joke, you should hang up your claws and become a jokester instead of a warrior" her tail flickered from one side to the other. She playfully jabbed at the much larger cat's shoulder, completely unbothered bu the stern look on his face. It was nothing, compared to her mother's murderous eyes
"If that's your goal, don't ya think you should talk to someone whose seen it?
This time when Perfectstorm pulled away it was on reflex - did this chick even know how to floss her fangs!? Remember, she's crazy, he had to tell himself so he didn't make a comment he'd regret. His ears flicked back and he decided his best course of action at this point was to just got back to his nest but then Tinymutiny dropped a piece of information he just couldn't ignore.
"You're seen it? When? Where? What did you do?" Perfectstorm couldn't help but get excited at the prospect - he didn't even care so much that she'd insulted him just moments before now that there was a glimmer of hope, "Tell me everything you know."
If you want to shine like the sun, first you must burn like the sun ~ SunClan High Priestess
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Post by racer on Jul 17, 2021 15:52:26 GMT -5
"It has my Oakshade" she replied, claws digging into earth "and so long as it has him, we can never be together again. His soul will never know rest"
Tinymutiny looked up to the sky as if in some sort of daze, leaving the truth of her words up to interpretation "It's cold... It always comes as a cat in the mist. Everything that it touches turns to ice. Fur... claws...flesh... it matters not. It's voice sharp enough to cut though even the strongest of hearts" she rambled on, not even sure if Perfectstorm was listening at this point "The mist filled with the screams of those that are dead"
