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Alder was exhausted to say the least, his body felt heavy as the growing lean tom looked over, ears perked. "M-mossy..?" He said softly, eyes widening in shock. H-his sister.. she was here.. Tears welled in his eyes as he tried to pad forward- forcing himself to stop at the border.
That's when Quincy padded up, the large tom towering over his mate. "Alder.. you know ow better than to go here.." Quinn growled, but his actions spoke otherwise, running his tail under the slightly smaller, expecting cats chin. "Come on.. let's go." He purred, trying to lead Alder away.
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MOSSTANGLE
Shadowclan Warrior | 20 moons | Large, dark brown-and-white tabby she-cat with green eyes
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There he was. Aldersnarl... Mosstangle felt a wave of emotions come over her as she spotted the familiar pelt. He had come back. "Alder-" Mosstangle's voice cracked. It would not be crazy to think she had hurt her throat in her cry for her sibling. He looked so much thinner. Has he been eating enough? Of course not. She was vaguely aware of Smokefern with her, but how she reacted to this turn of events...
Tears formed in Mosstangle's eyes as she stepped forward to meet her brother, but her fur began to bristle as another tom appeared.
Larger than even her big brother. A growl rumbled in the stocky tabby's chest as he dared to growl at Aldersnarl. Who did he think he was!? "Don't you dare touch him!" She snarled, voice rasping lightly and somewhat pained from her own cries. Who the hell did he think he was, trying to lead him away from his family? From shadowclan? "I'LL GUT YOU IF YOU THINK YOU CAN TAKE HIM AWAY FROM HIS HOME!" Mosstangle snarled, biting back the gravely-sharp pain in her throat and leaping forward to shove herself between this stranger and her brother, claws flashing and teeth bared to strike him where he stood.
What had surprised her, was Alder stepping between her and the stranger. The tom was momentarily saved from Mosstangle's ire as she stared at her brother, shaking and bristling with a mixture of rage, desperation, and even relief at seeing him again. "Aldersnarl, move. I'll slit his throat for daring to threaten or hurt you." That was the only thing that made sense to her. This tom had obviously been holding her brother as some kind of hostage. He thought he could control a shadowclan cat? HOW WRONG HE WAS!
@Nahbois - Smokefern | @crow. - Alder (Let me know if you need anything changed, this is what I interpreted when you said Alder would step between them)
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It was a surprise to really find the former shadowclan cat by the border. He seemed rather worse for wear, but living on your own was harder than with a clan. No, there was someone else. Smokefern's eyes narrowed into slits as an unfamiliar cat approached. It always had to be loners or rogues, didn't it? She brushed her tail against Mosstangle's side, a silent request to try and ground her. Or at least, keep her from jumping to fight a cat just across their border.
"Do leave, stranger. You seem to be knowledgeable enough that you're at Shadowclan's border." For once, Smokefern's tone reflected her appearance. Cool, terse, cautious. The gray and white she-cat was tense, prepared for this to go south at any moment. "Alone. You can allow a family a moment to speak."
Quincy himself bristled, teeth bared and claws unsheathing as he pushed Alder to stand behind him.
"Alder is my mate, and he's expecting my kits. I have every right to make sure he is safe and taken care of." Quincy hissed back, the tan and brown tom's dark gaze gleaming as he stared down at Mosstangle..So this was Alder's sister? The one alder had been asking over and overbto get back too. Well- too bad. Alder was with him now. And he wasnt going to let go.
Aldersnarl looked at Mosstangle, a flash of pain in his green eyes before he looked down, ears pinning as if he were ashamed. Quincy gave Alder a side look. "Alder darling you know better than to go places without talking to me.." His voice was sickeningly sweet, lulling Alder's senses.
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Shadowclan Warrior | 20 moons | Large, dark brown-and-white tabby she-cat with green eyes
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When the strange rogue stepped forward to fight, the only thing that stopped Mosstangle from leaping at him was the brush of Smokefern's tail. A signal requesting restraint. The dark tabby glowered at the tom who pushed her brother further away from her. The words that oozed out of the rogue's maw felt like a poison, toxic and sickening. A disturbing act of some cat that held himself far too high on a pedestal. Oh, how she wanted to rip it out from under him.
Him ignoring Smokefern's request only further aggravated her.
Claws dug into the earth below her as Mosstangle listened to the disgusting words that came out this tom's maw. What was this powerplay? The tom's tone dripped with some kind of sweetness, but the words were sick and disturbing. If blackjaw had ever said something to her that resembled it... She'd probably box his ears for it. Something felt deeply wrong, in ways that she did and did not understand.
And her brother... The look in his eyes hurt her. It stung to see him so broken down, as though he had committed a terrible crime. As though he was in trouble. He was hurting, she could tell that much. "Alder... Brother, come home. You and your kits will be safe and loved with us. You won't be alone. You'll have me to help you, Blackjaw, even. You won't have to go hungry, and this-" She sent a glare at the strange tom. "-monster will be ripped to shreds long before it ever touches you again." The tabby vowed, keeping an eye on the stranger, but ignoring any kind of complaints from him.
This tom didn't deserve any more attention than claws opening his neck. She didn't even want to consider him a cat. He took away her brother and hurt him somehow. Hurt him enough to make him feel ashamed and pained. She kept an eye on the stranger only because he could lash out at any moment. If he did, she wouldn't hesitate to lash out without mercy.
[ @Nahbois - Smokefern | @crow. - Alder, Quincy
Mosstangle will go for killing blows if Quincy makes any aggressive moves, to include aggression directed at Alder. They may not be successful attacks, but she is NOT playing around.]
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Smokefern had seen a relationship like this before. It was the sort of reminder of how blessed she was to have Peachfuzz in her life, to be together for a shared care for one another. This rogue might have love for the relationship, but it certainly wasn't for Aldersnarl. It was an unfortunate sight to see, and considering how this was going, was sure to end in bloodshed.
"Alder can make his own decisions. If you're worried about his safety, however, then Shadowclan is one of the most secure places for him to be." Smokefern stated. Her words were firm, more in control than Mosstangle's. It would have been so easy to suggest this rogue never asked about his "mate's" life before, but Smokefern held it back.
Alder's ears pinned and he looked down, guilt bubbling through his body as Quincy purred meaningless nothings into his mates ear gently as he shrunk even further down. Quincy had his claws dug into Alder's very self-image. The starving yom had become nothing without the toxic tom that spun the web of lies.
Quincy nuzzled Alder's neck and whispered to him, as Alder nodded and backed up. The large fluffy rouge then looked at the two clan cats, a smile forming and eyes gleaming. "He's mine. Him and our kits will stay with me. And if you ever want to see him or the kits again- I suggest you be more careful." Quincy purred, venom dripping from his steely words.
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Shadowclan Warrior | 20 moons | Large, dark brown-and-white tabby she-cat with green eyes
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No.
This was wrong.
It wasn't supposed to be like this.
Aldersnarl was supposed to agree with her. He was supposed to come home. He was supposed to come back to where he belonged. He was supposed to come and speak to Dawnstar, or Mistlewhisker, or Hawkbite. Someone who would agree for him to return to the clan. He was supposed to agree with her, and all of them would gang up on the vile tom that had hurt him. He would come home and Mosstangle would help him with his kits. They were meant to be a family again.
Why was he turning away?
Mosstangle felt frozen. She barely heard the words out of that rogue's maw, but she felt the venom. Why was he leaving? He wasn't even saying goodbye. He wasn't even saying anything. He was just stepping away. She couldn't stop him from choosing the stranger. Even if she killed him, somehow, would it stop Alder from walking away? Would it change his mind? Or would he leave, anyway? Did she not do enough? Had their separation over the last few moons make him feel so alone... That he would turn to this horrible creature?
Mosstangle could barely breathe. "Alder..." Her voice cracked from the strain she had put on it earlier, but she wasn't even aware that the word had come out. Why was he leaving? How could he turn away? Why did the world have to shatter around her like this? Her brother...
Would he come back?
Mosstangle couldn't move. So many emotions ran through her. Fury. Love. Anxiety. Helplessness. She had never truly known the latter before. Not like this. This didn't make sense to her. She didn't know how to change it. She didn't know how to convince Aldersnarl to come back. To come home. The tabby didn't even know how to begin. She thought she said the right things. Was it her? The stranger? The kits? Her questions felt less answered than before. It hurt more to watch him walk away than it did when she hadn't known.
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The rogue's words earned him a harsh glare from Smokefern. Part of her wished that he had stepped over the border; cats like him made her fur bristle. There was not an ounce of quality under his pelt. It was clear to see how poorly cared for Alder was, which made her worry for potential kits. Hopefully Alder would see some sense before they were used against him.
"Alder will know where we are, should he ever need anything." The words were hissed through gritted teeth. Her icy gaze bore holes into Quincy's pelt as they stepped away, not taking her eyes off of them until they were out of sight. She exhaled sharply, before looking to Mosstangle. Quietly she said, "He'll come around eventually. You just need to be there when he's ready."
Alder had tears in his beautiful green eyes, silently looking at Mosstangle, a flash of fear and pain in his gaze. "Please.. someday.. come help me.." He motioned, he knew Quincy didn't know clan signals, but Alder knew, and so would Mosstangke and Smokefern.
Quincy sighed and began to shove Alder away grumbling to himself how Alder was going tinregrey not listening to him.
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