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Strikhedoniadalisay dragged in a roasted piglet, it was a leftover from Autumngossamer and Lovesmitten's wedding that they didn't end up killing that night. So today she prepared it under the summers heat using harsh reflective items to make it simmer. That and adding the appropriate spices on top and stuffing it up with some vegetables made it more than appetizing.
Last time she came to SunClan she was looking for Bloodyrondo and today seemed like an unlucky day just like the last. Even this piglet couldn't lure out wherever he was. Fact was everyone wanted him dead, if she didn't get to him first, Foxy would. From how all of the SunClan refugees were talking it sounded like it wouldn't be long before either a rebellion or assassination took place, no doubt involving DayClan too. Civil wars weren't easily forgiven and it was the last thing she wanted for SunClan, it was her home too. The next best person to see besides Bloodyrondo would have to be Littlestar
Sooo, with SunClan focused on the pleasantry she slipped away into the long dark tunnels. Almost immediately her ears perked, guards were approaching. Sucking in a breath she ran up the slippery side of the tunnel wall onto the rough surface of the ceiling. Her slim figure pressed into the ceiling as the guards passed under her. She closed her eyes feeling as they moved further away. Dropping back to the floor with a mid flip to catch herself on her paws she proceeded after a small shake of her back leg. As she got older her kits could tell she was getting more irritated with them than usual. She was sure they suspected it was age, but in reality she was recognizing that she wasn't going to be able to keep up this skilled assassin life forever.
She breathed in the air before breathing out a voluptuous sigh, "trouble."
The tunnel with the guards, the thick bramble thorns that oozed the essence of no trespassing. She knew whatever lied beyond there she just had to have it. Rubbing the frame of her body against the wall she could feel the dense rock beneath right before leaning into a crack. Her body slammed against the wall opening it up as rocks came crushing down out from the side. For a quick moment Strikhedoniadalisay rolled in the debris of the dusty rocks before once more climbing up to the rough, easy to grip ceiling when the guards approached the debris. Carefully she scaled back down and into the blocked off tunnel. She softened her footing as though she were stalking prey as she edged down the tunnel cloaked perfectly in the rocky debris to match the walls as she skirted down the hall and into the unmarked cell.
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 Aug 22, 2020 17:05:37 GMT -5
Littlecrow
SunClan Prisoner
The Peace Keeper
The cell was dark, no light from the outside made it through the thick sandstone that made up the cell walls. No amount of digging or strength would be able to break through the natural stone walls. The entrance was narrow, made even more difficult to enter into by the tangle of brambles and thorns carefully wrapped around the entrance so that whomever entered or left would have to jump through the thin circular opening.
At the center laid a long furred silver cat, her eyes closed deep in sleep. Cobwebs were wound tightly around most of her body, the scent of fresh herbs lingering in the air from when Mountainsound had finally been allowed to visit and treat her wounds and give her something for the pain. Even sleeping, her breathing was ragged and gasping. Her broken ribs crowded in around her lungs. Even as injured as she was, there was no bedding for her to lie upon, only the cold stone floor. Thick tough vines had been wrapped around her body, and connected to the natural rock walls of the cell. It was not only to help keep her contained, but so that she could be lifted into position for the torture still yet to come. A sneak peak of which was neatly displayed at the entrance out of her reach. A wide range of instruments used during the Janus' interrogations just waiting for the chance to be used.
Not that the extra precautions were needed. The once regal leader was to weak to even stand, her injuries to grave. She had already begun loosing weight and muscle, her body slowly wasting away as her injuries tried to heal themselves.
Strikhedoniadalisay picked her way towards her, careful to avoid any other traps or sharp objects that may have been laid out for Littlestar. She could still remember when Foxstar used the Janus to relentlessly beat her. She had used her adrenaline booster to keep herself standing, but after getting choked out and waking up she had been beaten and broken badly. Back then Foxbane was just beginning to learn to heal so the soothsayer had taken care of her, it looked like someone was caring for the ex priestess though. But Littlestar's injuries were far worse than hers had been. She carefully tasted the air before sniffing every inch of the room, feeling along the walls and even exploring the dark nooks an cranny as well as ceiling space before being satisfied that no one was there and that there were no walls or floors hollow enough for any neighboring tunnels to hear them.
Leaning up she licked Littlestar with a few comforting licks before lying down. Strikhedoniadalisay curled up into a ball, lying her chin down she stared at the entrance. She was camouflaged well after all. Waiting for her to wake up fully she spoke softly, "I was imprisoned like you are now when your mom was being executed. I... Never got over that injustice, I just wanted you to have the life she couldn't. I guess I knew that was impossible when I learned you joined this clan," She smiled faintly, "You never understood just how unlucky you were, ugh, I was so mad at you too," She shook her head at the thought, "It was funny, Foxbane gave you such a disservice and then you did the same to Bloody. I wonder who will be the next poor orphan sap who gets sucked into the dysfunctional ranks."
Standing up she turned, walking towards her. When she got close her paw felt up the side of the vine in thought, "As much as I want to talk kindly, I need to talk business. SunClan cats have run into DayClan's territory, it won't be long until someone wants to investigate. Foxbane is making plans to kill Bloodyrondo, what should be done?"
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 Aug 22, 2020 21:20:49 GMT -5
Littlecrow
SunClan Prisoner
The Peace Keeper
Littlecrow's eyes slid open still heavy under the effects of the herbs, it took her longer than it should have to recognize the voice that was speaking to her as Glowstar's "You should have let me be" she mewed weakly, his voice cracking from disuse and pain "I was rather enjoying that dream" it was difficult for her not to snap, having finally been reunited with one of her daughter while visiting the ancient Janus. When she slept the pain melted away, only to come crashing back when she was awakened. She would have preferred to be awoken by a splash of cold water, it would have been less shocking.
She lifted her head, wincing as the vines dug into the skin around her neck causing her to cough and send waves of pain through her sides "If I knew, I wouldn't be here" she wheezed
"Okay, well good talk then. May I help you out of that or are going to tell me some kind of edgy mouse dung about how you need to face the consequences, nothing can change your fate, sort of a thing?" Strikhedoniadalisay asked, forcing a smile on her lips more like a strain than an actual genuine smile because this was pretty bad. Littlestar was beaten bad, she was rotting in here and even if by some miracle everything became okay and she could lead again she wouldn't, not in this state.
If, theoretically, Foxbane did successfully murder Bloodystar it would still look bad for SunClan. Half the clan would see her as a hero, but the other half would see her as just another tyrant trying to take from SunClan especially if she took back the throne. But if Bloodystar remained as ruler things might down spiral. If things did down spiral DayClan would either stick by SunClan's side, hopefully not collapsing with it or they would leave SunClan's side. If DayClan left SunClan's side no doubt SunClan would show rebellion, but with Primal Instinct as their allies SunClan would be beaten down fast wounding the clan more. There were a few good options, but they all counted on time passing, but if Foxbane succeeded in her assassination this cycle would continue.
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 Sept 20, 2020 11:31:34 GMT -5
Littlestar closed her eyes, trying to get control of her pain before speaking "Bloodyrondo has lost a lot..." she mused, knowing that she had been part of the problem. Perhaps if she had just let him be with Satinlights none of this would have happened. And yet, she still couldn't bring herself to say that she regretted her choice. She had done what she thought was necessary to protect her daughter, even though she did admit that she had taken it to far. "His family, Satinglights, me, and now the Sun God. What he needs is to start feeling again, to find something that he cares for before the last sliver of humanity within him slips away" opening her eyes she met the DayClan leader's gaze
Despite everything he had done to her, her family, and her clan, she couldn't bring herself to hate him "I can't reach him now... His hatred for me will drown out any words of reason that I speak, but there are others who might just be able to get through... Find them"
"Right, yeah, okay, definitely but like- should I get you out of this? Do you want me to like maybe adjust this vine, maybe loosen something. Or are you like snug in there and just want to chill? Cause I don't really buy that, but I mean, it's your call I guess?" Strikhedoniadalisay said, trying to piece together what she should do with Littlecrow.
