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Foxstar was gone. Captured by the Regime. The loss felt by the SunClan cats was strong, as were thoughts of vengeance and retribution. This was, after all, the first major failure of the clan. They'd taken over three clans in total, made the DayClan leader one of their own, and their Priestess had taken the lives of numerous leaders during her reign. They were on top of the world, and then in the span of a moon, their Priestess lost a life to some random Regime cat whose kits Foxstar stole, and then they'd lost to said group in battle, their leader taken from them in the process.
To say there was anger in the air was an understatement. Pandora could feel it. Everyone could. And the daughter of the DayClan and SunClan leaders never took negative emotions well. She was almost an apprentice's age, would likely be promoted this turn around, but there was something so supremely off about her mere presence. As though she were an explosion just waiting for a spark to ignite.
For now, the she-cat sat along the brittle branch of one of the territory's burned trees, watching as a crow flew past her and on further into the territory. A bad omen. Pandora didn't have to be the Soothsayer to know that. The cats of SunClan were superstitious about such creatures, which were thought to bring misfortune to the group.
"Hey, freak show sister," Duskpaw said, approaching her suddenly.
There was always something not right about Pandora. He was supposed to consider her like a half sister, but the dark aura that seemed to come from her was thick enough to choke on. There was always something strange about her. Wrong about her. His eyes narrowed at her, but more in seriousness than to be menacing, "There's something weird happening near the DayClan border."
The end of that sentence should have been, I want you as back up, but he didn't want to come off like he couldn't handle it himself. So instead he just began walking over towards the DayClan border expecting Pandora to follow along with that beautiful invitation.
Pandora blinked, head turning down to peer at Duskpaw for a long moment, though she more looked through him than really saw him, so it seemed. After a quiet moment, however, she slid down the branch, her paws stained black by the charred wood as she followed after him. Her movements were exaggerated as she walked after him, legs swinging out wide to the side, only to be placed directly in front of her other paw, as though walking along a thin tightrope after him. "What kind of happening?" The kitten questioned, her words airy and distant, seeming more directed at herself than at her brother.
He stopped once they reached the DayClan border and pointed to Keepers Mansion. Above birds were flying over it in a spiral motion practically screaming more than cawing. There seemed to be an eerie wind only around the Keepers Mansion.
"I think it's haunted now after they buried Russetdawn and Solarflare's bodies there. I bet they're mad at the Sun God for sending them to the Dark Forest. But it looks... Interesting. So I want to explore it. That's where you come in, if there's a murderer I'm counting that you're cute or disturbing enough that they won't want to kill you and therefore not me either."
Duskpaw lied down ready to give Pandora a badger ride over to the building.
Looking at the bird, Pandora couldn't claim to be too sympathetic, though she wasn't necessarily unsympathetic either. They'd chosen their fate, knowing the kind of cat Foxstar was, yet at the same time, they should have been warned of the consequences. Not that the Sun God cared either way whether they were warned or not. Cats who would not follow the clan faithfully were not worthy of their own lives. That's what she expected he would think, anyway.
"Don't worry, I'll use you as a shield if things go wrong." Pandora offered, though her suggestion was anything but comforting. All the same, she crawled on his back, letting him take her to the Mansion. They'd probably be fine. She doubted the Sun God would just let them die.
"If you sacrifice me I'm telling on mom," Duskpaw said. He stood up and padded towards the Keepers Mansion going in through the cracked basement window and very carefully crawled down the stone wall to the floor to make sure Pandora stayed balance. He shifted her up a bit to make sure she was still holding on and walked up towards the stairs. He could smell the scent of many dead cats, but he didn't know where it was coming from.
"What's your worst fear Pandora? Mine is definitely bees and I think we have about a 50/50 chance of whatever is behind this door is probably not a swarm of bees. It's only a guess, but I think our odds are pretty good. So before we proceed, what's your worst fear?" Duskpaw asked.
Post by Honeystorm on May 25, 2019 13:50:17 GMT -5
"Hard to tell on me if you're dead." She pointed out, sticking her tongue out slightly at him from above. The dead cat scent didn't bother her much, though she did peer around curiously to see if there was anything interesting in the Mansion. "My worst fear? Well, nothing that's behind these doors." Pandora answered, her voice falling silent for a long moment.
Eventually, however, she spoke up, her voice soft and almost... sad, in a way that wasn't normal for her. "I'm worried about mom, well, both of my moms, I guess. I fear that they won't be able to put aside their faults to reconcile, that I'll become something I never hoped to be, all because they're not capable of fixing things." The Sun God had given her a great burden in her creation. Her destiny was to destroy, if Foxstar and Glowstar couldn't come together. That thought, that they could put aside everything to be stronger together, wasn't an optimistic one. Foxstar didn't care about others, and in many ways, Glowstar cared too much, particularly about her family. They were opposites, and yet, were expected to put aside their very nature for her sake. Thus far, it had been a disaster, and she could already feel the change in herself, the growing anger and resentment that hadn't been there moons before.
His haunting blue eyes turned to look at her but moved away just as quick. He had been wanting to leave SunClan for a while and the more he thought about it the more guilty he felt. Which was exactly why he needed to leave. His entire life was apart of SunClan, he loved his mentor Spellmania and he wanted to grow up to be an amazing warrior of SunClan to make his dad proud. To his surprise he even liked having Pandora as a little sister even if he knew what she would eventually become. So it wasn't that he didn't like SunClan, he was afraid that they would turn on him like they did to his father or that he would someday have kits and they would turn on his kits. He didn't like that Pandora lived in SunClan and not in DayClan, he wasn't even sure if Foxstar loved Pandora. He wasn't really sure if Glowstar would give Pandora the right love either if she went to DayClan. All he knew was that his family was a bit messy and there seemed to be a sound ticking down in his head as the hours fell by everyday. He could understand that fear for the future like Pandora did.
"Do you ever think about just leaving everyone behind?" Duskpaw asked. He knew the question was too pointed, that Pandora would know that he's been considering, but truthfully even if he had been thinking about it he wasn't sure if he could go through with it. He couldn't leave his father or Pandora behind and it seemed they would never leave so neither would he. Bound to SunClan by the weights of family members like every other sensible cat in his clan. Not unless he switched his persona and went off somewhere else that is.
"If you ever want to leave, even if it's just a little vacation away from things. I'd take you."
"If only it were so easy." Pandora smiled sadly. In all honesty, she wished she could do that. Wished that she had the freedom to just get up and walk away. But she was bound by her purpose, whether she wanted to be or not. If she strayed too far, it seemed like her paws always turned to bring her right back home. She wasn't sure whether that was her own doing, or the influence of the Sun God either. Not that she supposed it mattered much.
She couldn't blame him for wanting to leave, though there was a portion of her heart that hated him for the idea, not only that he'd leave her, but that he'd turn his back on their deity. Pandora kept that to herself though. Her place was to judge her mothers, not her brother or the rest of her family, though if all went wrong, he'd end up collateral by choosing to stay.
His face leaned up beside Pandora's giving her a warm stroke of his tongue against the side of her cheek to comfort her, "What if I kidnap you? Or a two-leg snatches you? I have a persona that's a kidnapper you know. Ryou, grew up in Primal Instinct, he had a heart once before it was crushed. Now there's no lengths he won't take, nothing he won't do, he's limitless. Maybe that one would be too rough, Ashfields is too nice though, how about Jadedarling. Jade is sly and cunning, he became a clan cat upon finding them, but only wished to rise up in the ranks to get power. When he was almost to deputy he was caught! They banished him in front of everyone at the gathering, since then Jadedarling lies in wait for any opportunity to mess things up for the clan cats. He's nice to Absum Lux though."
It was absolutely unclear if he came up with these characters in the moment or just had them all stored in the back of his head. Sometimes when he'd seen an outsider at the border he'd actually act nice to them and when they'd come back again he'd be an entirely different persona trying to murder them. It confused a lot of cats.
There was a creaking sound from upstairs drawing closer into a scraping sound like a cats claws gliding across the wood.
"Someone would come looking. And I don't really want you getting in trouble on my account." He was trying though, and she appreciated that much, at least. Her ears pricked at the sound of creaking though, more curious than anything else. She'd heard stories, and wondered briefly what sort of creature they might find here in the mansion.
Duskpaw stared up at the ceiling, the sound of claws made his ears twitch at the harshness of the sound, "Siiick. Let's go check it out and if it's a monster you can use your freak powers on it. You can also figure out what those freak powers are, preferably before we're killed."
Duskpaw was already walking up the stairs which truly showed he was apart of the Eerie family with the lack of hesitation to check out a situation that was obviously dangerous. Unfortunately he had his fathers oblivious nature and his mothers courage when typically Sean's cowardly nature was able to hold him safely back from doing anything too stupid.
"These things are weeeeird," Duskpaw said as he continued up the stairs, they were evenly space and odd to walk up. He could anticipate the next step unlike climbing up a slope.
Once he got to the top he spotted what had been scratching at the floor, a squirrel. And a large one at that. The sun filtered through the dark mansion making the squirrels fur glint an auburn shade, but out from the shadows of the house massive black claws, bigger than any claws Duskpaw had ever seen came out from the darkness. Black and glittery slicing the squirrels neck and leaving its head almost tilting off of its body.
Insane laughter burst out from the darkness, "You kiddos seemed like you were having too much fun! How could I resist?"
Post by Honeystorm on Jul 16, 2019 10:15:09 GMT -5
Pandora peered around rather curiously at the building. She knew of twoleg buildings, of course, but she'd never really spent much time considering them, and it was a strange sort of place wasn't it? Good shelter, though. Her gaze turned to the squirrel as it came into view, not moments later a dark force cutting it's head nearly off it's small frame.
Maybe she should have been scared, but though danger seemed to ring in the air, there was something only too familiar that warded off even the smallest shreds of instinct that might make her question her next actions. Dropping herself off her brother's back, the young she-cat practically skipped forward to examine the creature, poking at the deceased animal, dark blood sinking into the floor. "Cool!" She wasn't exactly a cat afraid of gore, and to be quite honest, it made her feel slightly less alone, knowing there was someone not entirely unlike her around. "How'd you do that?" Her auburn-cinnamon head rose, gaze peering around as she stretched her senses to try and locate the cat whom the claws belonged to. She felt for the tendrils of emotion coming from the feline, mind seeming to pinpoint the cat with a bit more ease than she'd expected. The young she-cat had never really tried to use any sort of powers she might possess out of fear, but in her excitement, such worries were washed away, if only for a moment, giving rise to a certain clarity in use of what she already knew.
"Hey, I'm up here," The voice sang out smooth as silk.
A dark paw wavered out from broken floor boards.
Duskpaw pulled Pandora back by the scruff, "Listen freak show, I know I call you a freak, but that's a real freak, you're holy, we don't know what that thing is. Let's just get out of here, we know something's living here, that's enough for m-"
His turquoise eyes went wide as he could only watch as a shape slowly moved out from the hole in the ceiling, yet still latched on, never plummeting to the floor, but rather climbing along the ceiling surface, down the wall and onto the floor. Duskpaw swallowed hard, he didn't want to be around when the thing stepped out into the light, "Yup, time to go, Pandora, c'mon."
"Pandora, that's a great name!"
The cat was in the light now. A single bluejay feather with a splotch of rusty brown hung low across her ear with a birds talon poking through the same ear. Perhaps the most terrifying part about her were her eyes. Mismatched, but all wrong... One golden like a sunken light in a dark sea and the other had two pupils, one orange, one emerald green.
(I haven't decided her fur color yet so I'm leaving it at that xD)
Post by Honeystorm on Jul 27, 2019 21:44:42 GMT -5
The she-cat waved away her brother's protests with a dismissive twitch of her paw. "Oh, she's fine. You're overreacting!" Pandora insisted. Despite the odd appearance, the feline didn't seem particularly fearful of her newfound friend, rather offering a warm smile at the other's praise of her name. "Thanks! I like it, myself. What's yours, if I may ask?" She queried, bouncing forth as though she hadn't just walked into some sort of demon's den.
Her body seemed to buzz with energy around this cat, made her head swim, but in that good way like when you had laughed until you were dizzy and out of breath. A small part of her recognized this was anything but normal, but Pandora was abnormal herself, so it didn't seem all that worthy of concern.
Duskpaw watched in horror as Pandora moved closer. He wondered if he could just say "I don't know" to Foxstar when she asked where she was and get away with it. Brothers were lazy sister trackers all the time. Who needed to know that the Sun Gods creation was going to get eaten alive by whatever that thing was?
"I'm Bluejay! I never knew cats could just have a name and not a suffix after. I thought I was always the weird one," Bluejay confessed, "Where are you from?"
