So Much Time...((Open))

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ii. too long you've wandered in winter,
far from my far-reaching gaze

Bluefang sat, just sat, in the middle of ShadowClan camp. Her shoulders where hunched in a way that said 'leave me alone, or face my wrath.' Not that there was anything to be wrathful of. The dark gray she-cat hadn't done much today, and her boredom had turned to annoyance. Her tail was flicking around like an angry snake, gray eyes squinting. Why couldn't she be put on more patrols, anyway? Hunting was overrated. What was so fun about chasing little animals? Sure, she liked to eat them, but there where enough cats in ShadowClan for her to not have to hunt so much.

There was nothing to do now, however. As much as she hated to admit it, she wanted someone to talk to. Not that anyone would talk to her. Her body language was enough to turn away a hungry fox. Loosening up, she straightened her back and opened her round gray eyes a little wider, to look more friendly. Though there was no guarantee that she would be friendly, maybe someone would talk to her now.

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[glow=black,2,300]A beautiful small tan she-cat slowly walked into the camp. Her eyes looked sad, her heart shatterd. The she-cat has lovely eyes that were a mix between amber and blue. She has three stripes on her back that were a dirt brown, many mistaked the stripes for mud.
The apprintice was still worried aout the loners. She had reasons to belive that they would be attacking soon, but everyone thought she was crazy. The apprintice, not wanting anyone to know how depressed she was, desided to pretend she was as happy as a normal apprintice should be. "Good morning" she said cheerfuly at a Grey cat sitting in the middle of the camp. [/glow]

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ii. wildly my mind beats agains you,
yet the soul obeys!

Bluefang blinked at the apprentice that had seeming appeared out of nowhere. Her whiskers twitched. Oh StarClan, anyone but an apprentice. Most of them where bratty, she knew. "Yes, I suppose it is," she growled. The apprentice didn't seem like the bratty type, but you never knew. "Have you been...training recently?" she asked, in a pathetic attempt to make conversation. She would want to be left alone soon, anyway.

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Fragmentpaw stared down at her feet, "I havn't proven myself yet worthy for a mentore" she meowed sadly. Fragmentpaw closed her beautiful green eyes, making sure not to let how sad that question made her. Quickly she recoverd, "Thanks for asking" she meowed joyfuly

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ii. why you ask was I bound and chained
in this cold and dismal place?

Bluefang snorted. This apprentice was an impatient drama queen. Annoyance smoldered in her gray eyes. She flicked her ears, deciding that she would have a little fun. Who cared if Dogstar disproved of bothering younger cats? "Why can't you get a mentor?" the gray she-cat taunted. "Not smart enough? Why don't you do us all a favor and go back in the nursery?" She turned toward Fragmentpaw, a look of malice and amusement on her face, waiting for the reaction that would inevitably come.

[Burningwing]

Crowpaw sat, not far away, a look of disgust pasted on her beautiful black face, pale blue eyes piercing through the shadows that entangled her pelt. She hated when the warriors taunted apprentices, about being to small or stupid of what other excuses. Bluefang seemed like one of those cats, and it boiled Crowpaw up with rage. Raising to her paws with a quick stretch, she bounded over, the dust under her paws spraying away until she stood beside the younger cat, Fragmentpaw, fur bristled fiercely. " Why don't you leave Fragmentpaw alone?" She mewed in her sweet melody voice. " She's done nothing wrong, Dogstars' just busy, and don't try and ask 'how would you know' he's my mentor, and if you give her any more trouble, I'll make sure he knows about it!" Crowpaw let the look of fury fade from her face, replaced with determination, and kindness.

//sorry, i'm trying to be mean, i'm just doing what she would do.//

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((Dun worry, I know what you mean. ^^))

ii. hounded out by everyone,
met with hatred everywhere

Bluefang whipped around at the other apprentice, a faint hiss escaping her lips. "It would be simply too pointless to leave Fragmentpaw alone. Unless you could suggest a better activity?" she drawled, the cold air matching her demeanor. Her tail flicked again. It was so funny when apprentices tried to be superior! Though she smiled in cruel amusement, her gray eyes turned hard like chips of ice. This apprentice wanted a fight. She was going to get it. But would the longhaired she-cat attack a Clanmate? No. It was a verbal battle she wanted, one she knew she could win.

[xx. Dogstar]

dd. Of the wilderness
Born into emptiness

"Thank you very much for defending me, my dear." Dogstar appeared, looking tired, but with his eyes bright and ready for anything. His step was slightly weary, but he stood tall, trying to the best of his ability to still look authoritive. He looked reprovingly at Bluefang. "And so you're the one causing all this trouble and yelling?" He clicked his tongue at her. Turning to the other apprentice, he smiled and said, "You have done nothing wrong - we are simply short of warriors. Although there is one I think would be very happy to teach you." He moved to look at Bluefang once more.

ooc// GAH! W/B

[Burningwing]

A delighted purr rang up across the clearing. " Dogstar!" mewed Crowpaw joyfully. She hadn't seen much of her mentor and leader for a while, but she wasn't upset by it. She knew that being leader, Dogstar had many more problems to solve then just training the she-cat. Besides, her assessment would be soon, and then, she would finally join the warriors in the large roomy den. Crowpaw's bright blue eyes pierced the air as she lifted her neck tall, and once more let out a short mew of approval.

//blah, have to go//

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ii. no kind words from anyone,
no compassion anywhere

Bluefang whipped her head around again, narrowing her gray eyes even more at the sight of Dogstar. "I wasn't yelling," she hissed quietly. This had all started because she was feeling lonely. That was a kittypet feeling. She barely heard the ShadowClan leader's last words - the ones about a warrior being happy to teach that brat Fragmentpaw. "If you want me to mentor her, you'll have to force me, because I refuse!" she spat, not caring if she would be punished.

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[xx. Dogstar]

dd. Never dreamed out in the world...

Dogstar's eyes narrowed at the impudent reply to his request. Of course, it hadn't really been a request, more of an order...he sighed inwardly. Was he really getting that controlling of everything around him? Looking over at her, he said, although in a strained voice, "Well, if you really insist on not mentoring, then I guess we can't force you, can we?" A small scowl passed his features, mad at the fact that the warrior seemed to be winning. "Besides, what are you doing tormenting apprentices anyway? She has done nothing to you. I guess I shouldn't put you with an apprentice, because then you would probably kill them!" He instantly regretted making his words sound so harsh.

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[Meerful]

Meer closed her eyes... She shouldn't be here.
Fact: Fragmentpaw didn't want her... Didn't need her?
Meer felt her breath catch in her throat. She loved Fragment, and deep within her she wished Fragment would learn that. Meer knew she had been a bad mother, always so busy with her loner life, but she finally had the chance to be there! She took a deep breath. If she didn't do this now, she would forever regret it. What if Fragment wanted to come back?
"Fragment?" Her voiced echoed, eerie amongst all the others. "Oh, hello Dogstar, I see you've met my daughter. Thank you for defending her, though she has not to be ashamed of. She comes from two strong worthy loners. Ah, Bluefang right?" She abruptly turned to the cat that was tauning her daughter, her daughter. "I dare you to touch her." Her claws unsheathed, and she immediatly felt her blood pulse through her veins. She wanted to kill this cat in front of her.

//sorry so sloppy.//

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((Yay! Time for some fun!))

ii. down once more to the
dungeons of my black despair

"You're right," Bluefang growled at Dogstar. "I probably would kill that pitiful excuse for a cat," she spat, flickling her fluffy tail at Fragmentpaw. She glared at all of them, gray-blue eyes burning. They should all go away. Crumble into dust.

She raised her head as Meer approached. The longhaired gray cat listened to her. So Fragmentpaw wasn't even Clanborn! She was the child of two loners! And yet she listened to Meer's request - or was it a challenge?

Standing up, she walked over to the loner, smoothly, being as c ocky as possible. "No," she said. "I won't touch Fragmentpaw because it would be too easy. I prefer a challenge." Her eyes glowed. She was right in Meer's face now. "Bring it on," she hissed quietly, unsheathing her claws.

[Burningwing]

//i'll do a proper post later, but, uhoh, go easy one her Meer!//

[Badgersoul]

Fragmentpaw stared at the sand colored she-cat as she aproched. What is she doing here?, besides Fragment's harsh thoughts. She still felt an over powering love towerds her mother. Fragmentpaw crouched low to the ground, what has she done? All this was her fault if she just ignored Bluefang in the first place none of this would have happen. Fragmentpaw tooka few steps backwerd, hoping to stay out of the way of the two she-cats.

[Meerful]

A sickly grin plastered itself to Meer's face, her crooked sharp teeth glistening with saliva. Her heart beat began to race, and her tail lashed back and forth. This silly clanner thought she could take her did she? Meer laughed hollowly. No cat has beaten her yet. Not her mom, not Splinter, not Angeltail, not Rubytail. Why could this she-cat change anything? Oh wait... She couldn't. Meer's long black claws unsheathed, and her empty eye socket openedto reveal the bloody mess that is Meer. Her medium length pelt of desert coloured fur began to stick up wildly in a crazy disarray. The vein in her temple began to pulse... The heat of battle was coming, and along with it, the lust for blood.

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thornheart said:

No cat has beaten her yet. Not her mom, not Splinter, not Angeltail, not Rubytail. Why could this she-cat change anything? Oh wait... She couldn't.

((Okay, I know that I'm a kinda new member and you've been here for a while, but isn't saying that she'd never been beaten in a battle EXTREME GODMODING?!))

[Burningwing]

//Just saying, Meer can be hurt, but since she's a different kind of cat, she is able to do different thing, I guess.//

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((Awww! I love your siggy! But what do you mean by a different kind of cat?))

[Badgersoul]

[[Ok- here is the whole story. Godmodding is where you say something that controls other cats. Such as killing them without permission- or something like that. Meerful HAS killed almost ever single cat she listed in RPG, with permission. She didn't say she never got hurt- but she has never losta battle. In other words she has never died fighting- this makes total sence. Since she is ALIVE and all. Saying that "Why could this she-cat change anything? Oh wait... She couldn't." Just ment that she was stating what Meer was thinking. Anywho she is not godmoding- only listing things she has done in pass RPG threads. Get it? Got it? Good. This post was not ment to be mean or hurtful in any way- only describing what Meerful was trying to say
-Shard]]

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((Gotcha...I was thinking that it meant she never had run off from a battle or anything. Sorry about that. ^^))

[Meerful]

(thank you shardeh luffs.)

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ii. down once more
to the dungeons of my black despair

The longhaired she-cat stared with narrowed eyes at loner before her. She hated cats that were cocky. No one should be cocky, no matter what they've done. Her gray eyes burned with the heat of the battle that hadn't started yet. "Do you best," she hissed with a smile, blue-gray pelt bristling.

Bluefang opened her mouth in a snarl, claws sliding out even farther, and thrust herself off the groud towards Meer. The she-cat was big, and hoped to topple over the other cat with her weight. Her paws lashed out, aiming to tear through skin and flesh. She was ready with her hind legs to tear at her opponent, should Meer fall over.

[Meerful]

Meer felt her muscles tense, and as quick as lightening, she rolled onto her back, and over onto her paws again. She did a counter attack quickly, rearing onto her hindlegs and, balancing there, her claws flew towards where the cat ahd planned to land-- where Meer had been only seconds before. Her heart beat pumped louder, her eye gaining a maniacal gleam.

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ii. track down this murderer,
he must be found

Being an experianced warrior, Bluefang pulled back as Meer lashed out at her, though the loner's claws pulled loose some of her long fur. Though her hurried retreat caused her to be off-balance, the blue-gray she-cat recovered and prepared to retaliate.

Rearing up on her hind legs as well, the ShadowClan warrior positioned herself so she could grapple with Meer - a little like boxing - and try again to topple her over. And maybe spill a little blood in the process. She prepared to tear at the throat with her claws and teeth.

((Yes, I know Meer is a girl, but I was just writing a lyric from Phantom of the Opera, so...))

[Meerful]

Meer felt claws strike her shoulder, so she flipped down,a nd did a sort of somersault, trying to knock into Bluefang's legs liek a bowling ball. (i don't know what wrestlers do >.>) Her claws lashed forward as she catapulted, hoping to inflict a painful wound on the she cat's soft stomach.
(sorry so short.)