"You look so..... different." Darkfire noted, uncomftorable. "W-what is this place? It doesn't seem like Starclan."
LionFlop Looked Up To A Starless Sky... I Don't Think It Is.... His New Tail Swayed Slowly, As He Searched The Clearing Night Sky For One Star, Just One. He Didn't See Any Stars, Only A Red Moon.
LionFlop Looked Up To A Starless Sky... I Don't Think It Is.... His New Tail Swayed Slowly, As He Searched The Clearing Night Sky For One Star, Just One. He Didn't See Any Stars, Only A Red Moon.
"...... Dark Forest."
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Claw is dead. Long live his legacy!
LionFlops Eyes Widened. Oh No.... His Head Turned Down To Look At His Mate Again. I'm Sorry. Don't Go Down The Path I Did. I Don't Want You Here, Dark. Don't Come Here When You Die, My Love. He Shook His Head. Ill Always Visit You're Dreams Though, Don't Worry About Me Darling.
LionFlops Eyes Widened. Oh No.... His Head Turned Down To Look At His Mate Again. I'm Sorry. Don't Go Down The Path I Did. I Don't Want You Here, Dark. Don't Come Here When You Die, My Love. He Shook His Head. Ill Always Visit You're Dreams Though, Don't Worry About Me Darling.
Darkfire felt angry. "It's Dawnstar's fault. I do want to be with you, even in death, Lionflop. Not just dreaming, in life. I'll continue your work, if you want me to."
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Claw is dead. Long live his legacy!
Darkfire felt angry. "It's Dawnstar's fault. I do want to be with you, even in death, Lionflop. Not just dreaming, in life. I'll continue your work, if you want me to."
LIONFLOP
He Thought For A Moment. Well, There Are No Guards Between The Borders Of StarClan And Here. He Looked Around, Seeing A Blue Sky Forming Over The Treeline. And I Think I Know Where It Is.
LIONFLOP
He Thought For A Moment. Well, There Are No Guards Between The Borders Of StarClan And Here. He Looked Around, Seeing A Blue Sky Forming Over The Treeline. And I Think I Know Where It Is.
Darkfire was suprised. "You could cross over. You don't belong here, anyways." he purred, his anger forgotten.
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Claw is dead. Long live his legacy!
Twilightblood's eyes opened, she looked around, heart racing as she only saw black, she looked around her, she didn't see anyone who was here. She fell to the ground, tears rolling down her face as she realized she was in the dark forest. This cant be no no no! she panicked and got back up, she turned around and started running, visioning her death. She watched as the monster walked away and watched her bleed to death. She was shaking, she knew it already happened, but it was visions of it, images of her laying there dead, blood everywhere. She looked around again, see another cat, she ran towards them. "Help me! I'm not supposed to be here!" she said with tears in her eyes as she looked up at the cat.
Twilightblood's eyes opened, she looked around, heart racing as she only saw black, she looked around her, she didn't see anyone who was here. She fell to the ground, tears rolling down her face as she realized she was in the dark forest. This cant be no no no! she panicked and got back up, she turned around and started running, visioning her death. She watched as the monster walked away and watched her bleed to death. She was shaking, she knew it already happened, but it was visions of it, images of her laying there dead, blood everywhere. She looked around again, see another cat, she ran towards them. "Help me! I'm not supposed to be here!" she said with tears in her eyes as she looked up at the cat.
The Mangled
| Any Pronouns | Ancient Dark Forest Cat |
What was this one running around for? Like a headless cat? The Mangled sat above the poor soul in a tree as she came to a stop- oh how sorry this sight was. Though it's always the same. 'I'm sorry! I didn't mean to! You've got the wrong cat!' talk about accountability. The dark forest cat slowly blinked and laid their head down on their paws, long having gotten used to the way they ached and pained and the TRAP's wounds were ripped along their patchy fur, thick and long, short, medium, in all sorts of places. Honestly, it's as though they simply went completely to pieces. Physically, of course. You wouldn't catch The Mangled dead -hah- acting like the poor little molly in front of her. Well then- why not humor the poor morsel. The Mangled allowed themself to fall from the tree's branch.
Landing gracefully on all their paws as they looked over the other feline, "Oh, dearie! You're not? Well why don't you and me walk over to the border and see if our dear friends would be willing to help you out? Does that sound fine?" As though any Starclan cat would be bothered to be near the border, or if they were, bothered to do anything but gawk and stare at the demons among these lands as anything other than entertainment. It was all a game to them. If it were up to them, the stars would bleed just as well- if not, maybe even prettier than the cats that land their sorry asses here. Glimmering blue eyes looked over the molly again before a smile wormed its way across the Mangled's face, "Come along then, dear." The Mangled, turned and began to walk the 'lost' and 'innocent' soul to the border where she would have her hopes and dreams shattered all for the entertainment of a certain accompanying feline. The Mangled was awfully bored anyways.
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