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Post by Honeystorm on Apr 15, 2020 18:34:29 GMT -5
Zakiyyah was NightClan's newest prisoner, intending on joining the clan sooner or later. To most, it was particularly hard to believe the she-cat was Kotori's sister. The she-cat was auburn and black, the red fur wrapping around her body and shoulders, down in a deep V at her chest like a dress, with white gloved forepaws and china doll blue eyes that were simultaneously far, far too innocent, and yet seemed to be able to peer into one's very soul. She was extraordinarily tall, and though she hadn't met too many cats of NightClan, it was more likely than not she was the tallest cat in the clan. All the while, she had thick fur, but was slim and lithe, all grace and mystery, able to sneak around without being caught no matter how eye catching she might be.
For the moment, at least, she lazed around at the entrance to the prison, simply observing the guards for a long while in silence. Her littermate was now a full fledged member of the clan under the name Ratnest, and her niece was Tigerlily. Unlike them, she'd declined to change her name and keep the one she was given. She didn't see the point in it, when she internally wasn't even certain she intended on staying. Not that she had conveyed that to anyone in NightClan, nor would she. If she chose to leave, she'd slip away like a thief in the night without a trace.
"Zakiyyah" came a smooth and familiar voice. An elegant, yet, powerful figure moved toward her with a pelt of fire and cold orbs of jagged ice. It was an odd combination. While her body held the appearance of fire, her eyes seemed to trap shards of ice and glass in their depths. A long scar ran from between her eyes to across her muzzle like a large crack in the earth's surface. No hair grew back where her scar ran which instantly took away from the she-cats luscious beauty. Zakiyyah instantly recognized her as Nightclan's leader and her brother's mate. She blinked slowly, a soft smile played at her lips. "My apologies that you must be imprisoned for a short time while you are here. Unfortunately, it is my way of knowing who I can trust. While you may be Kotori's sister, I must stay cautious so that no harm comes to my clan." At first glance, one would not be able to notice but if looked closely, Flamingstar's perfectly curved body was now beginning to curve differently. That perfectly slim body was starting to bulge every so slightly as if she had eaten more than her fair share of the fresh-kill pile. Though, that wasnt the case. She was trying to keep it hidden as best as she could from her clan until she was too obvious. She wasnt sure how she would reveal that she was now pregnant.
Post by Honeystorm on Apr 16, 2020 19:37:49 GMT -5
"Compared to the League's initiation, I'd say this is luxury, wouldn't you, Flamingstar?" Back when she'd gone through initiation, Zakiyyah had been required to kill a kit or apprentice to pass, and as chance would have it, she killed a kit. Flame had gone through the exact same sort of initiation as she, though at a later date. "So long as you're not here to torture me, anyway." The she-cat tilted her head slightly as it rested on her paws, looking up at the she-cat with a calm unreadable sort of expression as her gaze flitted over the feline, resting at her sides for a brief moment before flicking back up to meet the leader's gaze. As always, her gaze bore into the she-cat's, seeming to reach through to every corner of her being as though she could read the other's thoughts. Certainly, she hadn't missed the change in the she-cat's body, but if she knew or suspected anything, she didn't seem inclined to say it.
A chuckle escaped her lips. "Sorry to disappoint you, Zakkiya. We, unfortunately, do not torture our prisoners nor do we expect our initiates to kill." There was a playfulness dancing in her turquoise eyes. Though, when Zak's eyes flicked to her stomach, Flamingstar casually positioned herself to hide the small baby bump.
Post by Honeystorm on Apr 17, 2020 21:55:01 GMT -5
"That's a pity, I suppose. Guess I'll have to settle for sleeping through the days and seeing how hard it is to slip past your guards. I do hope they'll be a challenge." Zakiyyah gave a smile at this, noting Flamingstar's shift, but declining to say anything. It only cemented the idea whispering in the back of her mind, the leader didn't seem to think what even subtle movements might say, but she could wait and watch instead of speak. After all, wasn't that her specialty? She was half-joking about escaping the prison. Though that implied she hadn't already snuck out at least once and returned without anyone seeming to notice, or at least, no one had said anything to her, and she hadn't gotten in trouble for it, which was all that mattered, she could suppose.
"I can assure you it won't be easy getting past my guards and through the main cavern without being spotted by someone." Flamingstar responded with a smirk. "Though, I'm sure my bored guards would appreciate the challenge. It will give them something to do." She licked a paw and drew it over her ear. "Dont fret too much. Your time as prisoner won't last long. Though, for your initiation, you will need to be a servant. Most prisoners I assign to a specific den but you...." Flamingstar's lips curled into a smile as she narrowed her eyes. "I've got something very special planned for you."
Post by Honeystorm on Apr 19, 2020 17:44:53 GMT -5
"It's not fun if it's not a challenge." The she-cat answered easily. Zakiyyah tilted her head slightly at the mention of being a servant. As usual, Kotori got to miss all the interesting initiations, and she got to be thrust right into them. Par for the course, she supposed. "Oh? Should I be honored or insulted?"
Post by Honeystorm on Apr 19, 2020 18:57:46 GMT -5
"I've seen her around. Loyal Guard, one of your adopted kits. About yea high. Haven't spoken to her as of yet." Zakiyyah seemed to know what she was talking about, using her paws to make a rough shape that matched Creampuff's size, though she'd hardly been here more than a few days. Maybe Kotori had told her. Either way, that probably didn't matter so much as the admittance to not having met the young she-cat yet.
Zakiyyah smiled, and the expression was not friendly in the slightest. It was truly a dangerous thing as she offered a slight laugh. "I'm not a threat to you or your clan, so long as you're not a threat to Kotori." She replied honestly. Really, she didn't care if that answer was unsatisfactory to Flamingstar, it was true, and it was a rare thing to get Zak's honesty on a matter. Better to get that out of the way now.
