Thinking

[Rosepelt]

Rosepelt, newly assigned Warrior, sat rather sheepishly in a small spot of grass. She had just came from vigil and was meant to be hunting; however, her thoghts were elsewhere. Searching the gound she saw a few bugs, grass, dirt, but nothing more... nothing. "Mother, father..." she said, voice faltering, "where are you? Why have you left me?" Her voice was calm and crisp, like a summer's night.

[brownie]

Watching her friend, Brownclaw felt a dig of guilt gnaw at her insides as she heard Rosepelt's sorrowful words. As far as the pretty tabby she-cat knew, her Father, Darkfur, had murdered Rosepelt's Mother, Amberwind and had in turn been struck down by Rosepelt's Father, Hollowheart. Of course, it was all bound to happen; Hollowheart had hated Darkfur even before the Rogue had taken Amberwind's life, but it did not lower the pain, sadness and confusion shared by their offspring. Padding forward to reach her friend, the WindClan Warrior sat down close to her, their fur touching. Her throat was to choked to speak, and at last she managed a strangled, "I'm sorry."

[Rosepelt]

Rosepelt turned to Brownclaw. "Don't be." A tear dropped from her eye. "I deserve it. This is StarClan's way of punishing me... you did nothing. It is not your fault your father was a rogue and a murderer." Realizing that may not have come out right, she was searching for the words to make her own apology, but found none.

[brownie]

Even as Rosepelt acknowledged her and lessened her guilt, Brownclaw felt her hackles bristle slightly as she heard the word 'murderer' being used to describe her Father. Every cat would kill another at some point in their life, Brownie reflected, it was just that Darkfur had happened to kill her friend's Mother. She had heard tales of Hollowheart slaying many cats, and she remembered hearing how he had ripped the heart from the Rogue, Blackheart, a long time ago when Darkfur attempted to steal the Moonstone. "To many, my Father was just as you described him," Her words were sharper than she intended and her back straightened as she continued, "But he was not all bad. He loved my Mother, and he was able to put aside the fact that she was a Kittypet, and he loved myself and my siblings."

Her voice took on a darker note as she added, her eyes hard with hatred that had swirled up in confusion as she thought of the Warriors in the past. "All cats kill at least once in their life, Rosepelt, intentionally or not. Hollowheart had slain many, and added my Father to his list. I understand that Darkfur killed Amberwind, but I do not know the circumstances. Until I here the full story, I will not be ashamed of my Father's actions," Her voice lightened again, adding, "I only wish his darker side of his Nature does not poison me."

[Rosepelt]

Rosepelt could not find the words to experess how she felt. Hollowheart was not a bad rogue like Brownclaw, why could Brownie not understand that? Was she comparing Darkfur to her father? This angered Rosepelt. Hollowheart was nothing like her father. He loved Amberwind so much and adopted Windchaser's kits. How could Brownie compare them?

"I am sure he did love; many things can love, good or bad." She pasued. "You say everything can kill, and yes, they can. But some kill becuase they have to and the warrior code lets them, and some, like your father, kill for anything." Glaring, she turned to face away from Brownclaw.

[brownie]

As her friend turned her back on her, the tabby Warrior can ahrdly speak. Her dark tabby pelt ruffles, a mirror image of ehr Father. Green eyes, so like Darkfur's, glowed with bitterness and she flexed her claws, wishing she had the heart to sink them into the back of Rosepelt. Instead, she spat at the other Warrior, her hackles bristling. "Shut your trap before I shut it for you! You, a mere Warrior, claim to know everything, don't you? Let me ask, were you there when Amberwind was slain? Did you see it? For all you know, my Father acted in self-defence and killed her by mistake. Of course, a cat like him would hide his guilt, even to the death. An innocent cat could have been killed for a crime he didn't commit! But all you can think about is your 'noble' Father and my own Father's dark past. I never thought you would be so narrow-minded and prejudiced, Rosepelt, but it seems I have been proved completely wrong."

[Ferny]

ooc; hey can I post? wit hWindclaw?

[Rosepelt]

//No, sorry, this is pritive. But thanks for asking!//

Rosepelt glared that the dark tabby. Hissing, she spat," Shut your, Brownie. Your father has a dark past and you know it. And no, I do not claim to know everything, I am a new warrior, like you. But I do know something. I mean, atleast you have your brother, Rowan! Atleast your parens didn't want to leave you. Your mother was the perfect kitty-pet everyone loved, your father was a respected fighter that his compainions would never forget, and me, I have no family that cares! My father left me, my silbings and mother died, and I have no other family. I have no friends. You came as "miss popular". Puddleclaw thinks you are a god. And so, I have no one. I am just here, all alone in this misserable world wishing someone understood.. someone cared."

Rosepelt, feeling nothing but grief and pity turned all the way around. Tears streamed from her eyes as she thought of being a kit, so innocent and how much she had loved it. She remembered her mother playing with her and teasing her with the wind and bush. "Mother," she cried, "where are you?"

[Ferny]

Ok then ignor me! ^-^

[Ferny]

Ok then ignore me! ^-^

[brownie]

((Fernleaf, delete those junk posts.))

"Of course I know of his dark past, Rosepelt," Brownclaw's lips drew back into a snarl as she glared stubbornly at the other she-cat. "And, you know what? It's not so great having siblings. Torrentheart and I are enemies and Rowan is the Warrior of another Clan, and one taken over by BloodClan at that. I spend every waking moment agonising and worrying about him, and believe me, its one of the worst feelings you would ever feel. Even Winterwind, who is one of WindClan, walks a very different path from me, closer to StarClan than many would think, and further away from us. Besides, at least you know your Father is alive, the last time I heard from mine, it was the news of his slaughter!" Pausing, Brownie spat at Rosepelt, her eyes glowing with barely-controlled rage. "So don't you dare pull on the 'poor little me' act, Rosepelt. You don't seem to have realised that we have all tried to comfort you by giving you the best we could to a normal life. Puddleclaw and Hawkwing's Father, Rowanpelt, runs with Hollowheart to StarClan knows where, and there Mother is dead. Pheonixpelt's parents and siblings reside with RiverClan. I'm an orphan. But you don't see us complaining, pulling on acts for sympathy. I grieve for my parents silently. If you were not so blind to our problems and help, you would know that."

[Rosepelt]

//Oh.. no... -gasps- This could be the end of a short friendship. Still friends in out of RP, right?//

Rosepelt felt the urge to just pounce on Brownie. Growling, she spat, "Atleast your fater cared for me! Atleast you have someone in this world that cares for you. I have no one. My mother died, my siblings died, my father left. You think he would have stayed or visited if he cared. NO! It's because he doesn't care. Your father and mother loved you. My father said he did, but showed nothing. No love.. I abrely ever saw him." Rosepelt felt a slight sickness come over her. "And as for Puddleclaw, she is right down odd. She never seems to know what is going on and she ahs her brother. Pheonixpelt has her own problems. Have you noticed that she is never around anymore? I haven't seen her for days. And you, you think you are all great since your dad died and your mother was a loved kitty-pet. You have a brother in another Clan who loves you, and tho you are worried about him, he is stil there.... still loving you. And Torrentheart is atleast happy. As for Winterwind, she has the greatest honor of all cats. Don't feel sad about it." Rosepelt then began to calm down. She felt some strength come back in and her tears had stopped. Her eyes softened and her face was no longer angry.. only grim.

[brownie]

((Course, Rosie Sppech in italics is part of a memory where Darkfur is speaking to Brownie.))

After Rosepelt's little speech was over, Brownie let a long pause happen before she launched in. In her mind, she was considering every little word that had came in the waterfall that made up Rosespelt's mouth, thinking of the best replies. Calming down, Brownclaw remembered a lesson her Father ahd taught her long ago. "If you get caught up in an arguement, keep calm. Don't stoop to their level and get into a fight." The wisdom behind Darkfur's words had never left the tabby she-cat's mind. Flattening her fur, she continued, her voice calmer, but still hostile. "Of course I'm glad that Winterwind has been chosen to walk by StarClan, for their truly is no greater honor, but I miss her still. We never have time to talk anymore. I have not spoken to Torrentheart or Rowan since I became a Warrior and I haven't been chosen for the Gathering so I can check. Puddleclaw is my cousin and one of the nicest cats I have ever met, and you once had a crush on Hawkwing, don't try to deny it. Phoenixpelt is a good friend and you haven't exactly helped with ehr problems have you? And as for no one caring for you, well thats rubbish! We all care about you, Rosepelt, the whole Clan, and of course the cats who shared our Apprenticeship. Even I still care for you, which is obviously due to my Mother's good heart. She saw good in my Father, they fell in love and here I am! I've learnt from that and even now I am trying to see the good in you, and in your Father, who slaughtered mine. I just wish you would do the same for myself and even my Father."

[Rosepelt]

//You know, when I made this thread, it was intended to be for them to get to know each other better... that obviously didn't work. LOL //

Rosepelt turned back around to face Brownclaw. "Helped with her problems.. I don't even know where Pheonixpelt is. But I trained with her! I talked to her and she didn't blow like you did.. she stayed calm and undertanding. And for someone that has such a loving mother and is so sweet, you certinaly have your father's temper. You yell at me, insult my parents who actually had to fight to live, not live to fight. And for your information, your father alughtered my mother for no reason. My father killed your father out of grief of my mother. Why did your father kill my mother? Do you know?"

//I will invite Puddleclaw in this.. maybe she can help. You okay with that?//

[brownie]

((I'm Okay with that.))

"No, I don't," Brownclaw admitted, her features contorting into, yet another snarl. "And neither do you. Who told you that it was a pointless killing, Rosepelt? For all anyone knows, my Father acted in self-defence and Amberwind's death was an accident. And I am proud to be like my Father. He was a strong, sensible, respected cat and he was my Father. Yes, he made mistakes, and was true to his darker side, but there is no such thing as light without dark, they are all linked and there is hardly anyone all good or all abd. Some are mostly light, with a splash of dark, and others are dark with a few lines of light, and many are a true mix of the two. I believe my Father was caught in the middle, yet he chose dark."

"Besides, if my Father had not had a ruthless edge, Fallingstar would ahve lived and led WindClan to destruction!? He released a dog pack on RiverClan and led WindClan into pointless fights, and my Father got rid of him, yet he was punished for his good deed. Who can blame him for turning to the dark? He was good, and he was betrayed."

[Rosepelt]

//I don't remember Fallingstar... -hmm-//

Rosepelt eyed her. "Lets think sense her Brownclaw, my mother was a small cat and your father was a large, strong tom. My mothercould not fight him.. nethertheless kill him. And as for Fallingstar, Darkfur didn't have to turn evil. If he wa such a good cat, why did he let the evil side take him?"

[Puddleclaw]

Puddleclaw had heard most of the conversation between her cousin and friend, and it hurt her. They were both acting like idiots, one no differ from each other. "Stop!" she yelled out. "I can't wake it anymore. You two have been figting over nothing. NOTHING! Rosepelt, you are a plain sad cat that can't let go of the past. And Brownclaw, you are accusing her parents of being evil. Face it Brownie, your father was a good cat that found his bad side. He was a murderer and killed many innocent beings. And Rosepelt, let go of people's past. Brownie has nothing to do with either murder." She stood, glaring at both of her friends.

[brownie]

((Well, I first joined as my character, Willowtail, ages ago, so I have a small grasp on the Clan history. It may have been Fallenstar.))

"Fallenstar was a ruthless, bloodthirsty cat who would have led WindClan to destruction. My Father did not want his birthClan destroyed and so, as he was Deputy, he slayed his Leader to protect the forest." Brownclaw hissed furiously at the other she-cat, her eyes flashing madly and her tail lashing. "Your Mother was small, but she was swift, and speed can defeat strength!" Hearing a distant rustling, Brownclaw spun around, auds pricked forward and orbs searching the tall grass that made up LargeGrass. A fresh strong scent flodded her nostrils, and she realised that Puddleclaw had heard all. As her cousin scolded the pair of fighting she-cats, the dark tabby - mirror image of her Father - remained silent, not contradicting what Puddleclaw said. The Rogue's Daughter already accepted that her Father was a sinner, for turning his back on StarClan had shown her that, but it seemed that she and her siblings were the only living cats who knew that Darkfur was not all bad. He had loved Smoke and lost her, right at the moment he recieved his children. It was as if the four Kits had killed the Kittypet he loved, but they were his blood, his children, and he had loved them ferociously. Plus, her Father had cared for the Rogues he led, Mentoring Savannahheart into a fine fighter as well as looking out for the others. Bit, because of his beliefs, and his postion as the Rogue Leader, Darkfur had been hated by the Clans, predjudiced against by those who had not even met him. And being his Daughter hurt. It had taken ages for Brownie to accept that she was the blood of what she had thought of as a bloodthirsty outcast, but when she had appreciated her Father, remembering strongly how he had loved her, Hollowheart had wiped him from the earth. That was why Brownclaw hated the d*mned WindClan Warrior so much - for though it was an act of raging revenge - Hollowheart had stolen her Father away from her, and in doing so, sent Darkfur to his grave thinking she hated him.

[Rosepelt]

Rosepelt laughed a mocking laugh at Brownclaw. "Helped? I do not think the Warrior Code includes killing your leader, even for the sake of the Clan."

She then turned to see Puddlelcaw, the youngest Warrior, scolding both of them. What would she understand? She is young and her mother was killed by a beast. "Go away, Puddle, this does not concern you."

[Puddleclaw]

"LEAVE! No, I will not leave until you two apologize and are friends again.. real friends. And I don't care if it takes a Moon.. Nothing will stop me, not even StarClan from getting mr cousin and friend back together." Pausing, she breathed deep. "CAn't you see thatr you are both fighting over something stupid? Something ridiculous?"

[brownie]

"So your first loyalty is always to your Leader, no matter how vicious or bloodthirsty he is, and not to your Clan, which is suffering?" Brownclaw mewed, her voice clear and light, striking the moment of silence. "Fallingstar strived to satisfy his own ambition, just as Tigerstar and Brokenstar did seasons before? I would have appreciated the cat who killed that wretched piece of foxdung. And as for you," Brownclaw added, whirling round to face her cousin, "My Father's past is not stupid! Rosepelt thought wrong of my Father for killing her Mother, and me for being of his blood. I am glad she atleast mentioned it. I wonder how many others hate me for no reason? I wish they would all come out and say it, to my face, rather than gossip with one another."

[Rosepelt]

Rosepelt glared at Brownclaw. "No, that is not what I am sayin you little twisted.." She stopped, seeing that Puddleclaw was still there. "Didn't I asked you to leave?"

[Puddleclaw]

Puddlelcaw looked even more angry. "Say it Rosepelt.. Twisted what? And Brownclaw, there are are again, twisting my words. Your past is not stupid, infact, I am proud of it. I am proud of my uncle, but you take it too seriously and you can't realize that he was evil, even if he had a good side. You two need to realize that you both need each other. You need someone that understands you and I feel that you are both hating each other because each other had a family member murdered by another family member."

[brownie]

"Well that's what Fallingstar was, vicious and bloodthirsty, yet you still think Darkfur should not have killed him! If my Father had not rid the Clans of Fallingstar, you would not be here today, for Hollowheart would not have joined WindClan and Amberwind would have probably been dead! And don't you dare dismiss my cousin like that. Puddleclaw has as much right to be here as you do!" Brownclaw felt her voice rising again, a fierce hissing and spitting at Rosepelt. Her green orbs glittered dangerously as she stared at the two she-cats before her, her hackles bristling with barely disguised rage. "Yes, dammit, he was a dark cat, Leader of the Rogues, that is not the reason why I am fustrated. His other side has not been portrayed at all, conviniently left out by the Clan cats to poison their minds against Rogues. Darkfur was my Father and Savannahheart saved my life from The Night when I was a Kit, yet no one bothers to say that about them do they?!" Fixing her gaze solely on Rosepelt, Brownclaw's voice rose into a high-pitched wail. "Your Father is a cruel piece of foxdung! Because of him, my Father died thinking I hated him. Because of your wretched Father, I didn't have a chance to speak to him again. My last words to him were filled with hatred, and your Father stole that chance from me to put it right!"

[Rosepelt]

That did it for Rosepelt... she wasthrough with this argument. "You know, I wish I wasn't here! I wish that your father hadn't killed Fallingstar, my mother was dead by that, and that my father carried on his proud life with another she-cat. I wish I wasn't born into this filthy Clan with Clans cats that are twisted and have murderous parents! I wish I was DEAD!" With that, Rosepelt began to back away, not running, but not walking. Yelling behind her she spat, "Good-bye, Brownclaw and Puddleclaw, may you both be cursed. I am leaving WC! NOW!"

((I am going to have her run into Ghost; he is going to scare the tar out of her and she will return tonight. I will make a thread saying she returns and only you and Puddle can post.))

[Puddleclaw]

Puddleclaw watched Rosepelt run, sadly. "Rosepelt, come back! YOu can't leave... we need you. I need you!" Puddleclaw's eyes began to fill with tears. "See what you did Brownie," she said, turning to her cousin. "Why couldn't both of you listened to me? Why?" With that, Puddle began to walk away, slowly.

[brownie]

"What?" Brownclaw hissed, her bewilderment clear in her eyes as she gazed at Puddleclaw's retreating back. Sheathing and unsheathing her claws over and over again, she fought with herself to keep a check on her wish to rip her claws through Rosepelt and Puddleclaw's fur. It was obvious that Rosepelt hated her, and yes, maybe she had gone a bit too far by insulting her ex-friend's Father, but that was exactly what Rosepelt had been doing to her. And as for Puddleclaw, she was a coward for simply placing the blame on the nearest cat, hell, if she hadn't popped up out of nowhere things might have been easier and less agitated.

Racing after her cousin's retreating form, the tabby Warrior swung round and blocked her path, staring deeply into her cousin's eyes. "What do you mean, what I did?" Her voice was a hiss, but it was cold and blunt, different from the usual fiery arrogant she-cat. Her voice was dangerously cold, yet in her eyes, hurt glowed. "She started this whole arguement, all I was doing was offering a small comfort when she goes on about my Father. I ay carry his blood, but I do not carry his darker side, and if I do then I do not follow it. She is blaming me, because there is no one else to blame for her Mother's death. My own Mother died in Kitbirth and my Father was murdered. I am not blaming her for my Father's death, I blame Hollowheart, who is alive and StarClan knows where with my Uncle. All three of us are suffering, yet Rosepelt had no respect for my sorrow, and until she shows some respect, I shall not respect her sorrow."

[Puddleclaw]

Puddlekit looked at her cousin with a glare in her eye. "Brownclaw, I love you. You have been a sister to me ever since you entered WindClan. So do not take this the same way, but... you have no compassion! Rosepelt was never a normal cat. There was always something wrong with her. You, Brownclaw, have come through so much and survived. You are a stong Warrior and can make friends. Rosepelt can not.... Rosepelt is a sad, forgettoen cat that is confused and needs some help. Help wich you can not give because you do not see eye to eye with her." With that, Puddleclaw stalked off, not looking back.

[brownie]

No compassion, the comment stung the tabby cat, raising deep worries and doubts that she had buried. Even her Father, Darkfur, had harboured some compassion, enough to love his Kits, the Rogues and of course, Smoke. To think that she was worse than him...What would happen then? The storm that had been building up broke, stinging her eyes. Sadly, Brownclaw spun round and raced away from where the arguement had taken place.