x;falling victim to darkness

[Cinder.and.Flightfall]

A bright afternoon sun hung high in the sky. The sky was a beautiful shade of pale blue, no fluffy white clouds jumping into the picture. It was beautiful, for such a cold leafbare day. Glittering white snow littered the ground, pawprints old and new creating a maze of paths. Icicles hung in the trees, occasionally dripping as the warm sunlight melted them.

A cough erupted from the bushes as Flightfall stepped into the clearing. He looked terrible. He appeared scrawnier then usual, and his eyes were actually dull. Blood covered his pawprints where he once stood, because his pads were cracked and bleeding. Flightfall's usually sleek pelt was ruffled and matted. All of this because of one reason. Greencough- nearly Blackcough.

Flightfall had lately been overworking himself, trying to stock up on prey for the clan during this leafbare. He'd hunted daily, and all the extra work took its toll eventually. Flightfall had gotten sick, yet he still wanted to work. Cats in ThunderClan had become more distant lately, he hadn't seen many at all truthfully. And with Ivypaw hurt... well he was a nervous wreck. Had it been his fault? Had he trained her badly? Even though Flightfall wasn't there when Ivypaw fell, he still blamed himself.

He let out another cough, just as he heard a rustle in the bushes. Being downwind, he couldn't pick up the scent. Flightfall's pelt bristled, his claws digging into the ice.

"Who's there?"

[Spook]

{I watch}

Paws made of fallen leaves silently moved through the bushes of thunderclan territory. Silver oceans swept across the vast blue sky above the shifting form. A small rustle came from beneath the paws as she moved quickly forward. She hadn't seen anyone for a long while, nor did she have plans to. Not even her mate, Kodiak. When the creature made of setting suns wanted to be alone, alone was what she would get.

{No one can stop me from moving forward. The past is dead}

Spook spun around, whisking the branches around her into a flurry, when she heard a cat cough. Her fur immediatly stood on end. The cough wasn't natural, it had the feeling of sickness to it. When she heard a voice calling out, she debated whether to show herself or not. She stood in the edges of the forest and clearing when she stepped back into the forest. She quietly spoke, her silver voice smooth, level, calming, yet behind it, venom flowed. Yet even behind the venom, the hyper curiosity of who she had been before the loners was wavering. "I prefer not to be named. I am a watcher. That is all you need to know of me."

{That is more than anyone deserves}

[Cinder.and.Flightfall]

Flightfall's eyes narrowed at the cat's words. Ok, the cat obviously wasn't a clancat- probably rogue or loner then. No kittypet would ever stray onto ThunderClan territory. He coughed again, his eyes nothing but emerald green slits as he searched for the source of the voice. Angry, he let out a low hiss.

"Come on, face me coward!" he spat, lashing his tail. Flightfall let out another cough, and he was actually starting to shake. He was also starting to wonder if he really had heard a voice. Had it just been his imagination because of his condition? Gritting his teeth, Flightfall let out another low growl.

[owly ✿]

A tan and black dappled pelt flashed through the snowy wonderland. Her pawsteps were light and unheard. A ruffled breeze streaked through the bramble and amber eyes gazed through the bushes. A she-cat let out a small sigh as she recognized Spook, a local loner and another cat's voice. The other cat was a tom and he seemed sickly. His voice was rouge and coarse. Not a natural tone for a cat.

Twilight's amber toned eyes flicked towards the sound of Spook's voice and then her ears twitched towards the tom's. Her tiny paws fumbled in the snow before she crouched and leaped towards where the tom was. Her black tail flicked back and forth and her gypsy-like appearance dazzled in the snowy environment. Twilight stepped closer towards the tom. He smelled like mouse-dung. The stench of his breath was terrible-yet something about the tom intrigued Twilight.

"It isn't kind to talk so strongly to a she-cat like that kitty.", Twilight said in a smooth and music-like voice.

[Cinder.and.Flightfall]

His pelt bristled when the cat didn't emerge. Angrilly, Flightfall dug his claws into the ground. He hated these types of... well guessing games in a way. If the cat didn't show herself, he'd just have to find her wouldn't he? Just as Flightfall started to scan the area, a tan and black dappled she-cat stepped in front of him. At first, he reacted with hostillity, snarling a dangerous snarl. But there was something about this cat... he had to admit, she was pretty. Well, not just pretty, she was actually beautiful. Had this been the cat he'd heard earlier?

"It isn't kind to talk so strongly to a she-cat like that kitty."

No, the voice was different. For a moment Flightfall thought that he was staring, so he shook his head as if leaving a trance.

"Sorry," he growled with a hint of sarcasm. "I didn't know that you she-cats couldn't stick up for yourselves. My bad."

[owly ✿]

Twilight's pelt was puffed up in a few places and snow clung to it. She gave a small shake and then walked gracefully around the tom. Her small paws dipped into the snow with such grace any tom would stare. The boy seemed t be interested in her...Oh Twilight had to stop getting herself into these things. Shade would chew her out for flirting with a clanner. Even if he is pretty cute., Twilight thought.

Her amber opticals glowed with beauty and her paw lifted gently lifted from the white powder. She licked it gingerly and then stared into the tom's eyes. When it came to the opposite gender...well we could say that she was an expert. Twilight looked at the male and let out a purr of amusement. If Meer or Shade found out about this she would be toast. Maybe she could talk to Ari about it. She did bring her into the loner world, she would know.

"Can I know your name lovie?", Twilight purred out sweetly.

[Cinder.and.Flightfall]

Flightfall had learned one thing from experience. Love hurts. Already he felt himself developing a small crush on the pretty she-cat that stood before him, though he didn't know why. A loner, for StarClan's sake! Loners were bad news to Flightfall, he never turned his back on one. He felt his emerald eyes meet the loner's amber eyes, before he tore his eyes away angrilly. Loners were bad news, and love was bad news. Besides, the cat was pretty. That was all he was feeling.

"Can I know your name lovie?"

Flightfall's eyes narrowed. No way, no way would he give out his name to a loner. But something told him that nothing bad would come out of this. Besides, it was just his name. What harm could a cat knowing his name do to him.

"Flightfall," he growled, his voice slightly weary still. "And your name?" He let out another cough.

[Spook]

{You want to know who I am?}

Spook silently chuckled as Twilight stepped into the clearing and started flirting with the clannie. Oh, Meer is going to love this... Oh never mind, I'll let Twilight have her fun... this time... The silent she-cats's eyes darted over the scene before her. Her deep orange shoulders shrugged as if to say, Oh well, might as well join the party. The small, pretty she-cat stepped from the bushes, silvery turqoiuse eyes flashing.
"Why, hello Twilight, what a wonderful snowy day," her words slid like silver over her careful and very wary tounge. She turned to the clannie. "Flightfall, is it? Lovely name, yet I'm sure it would fit more if you weren't coughing."

{I am a ghost, cat, a figment of your imagination}

The tiny she-cat looked like no more than a young apprentice sitting there with the full sized cats. She scowled, her lovely face darkening. It just wasn't fair. Of course... the element of suprise had always been her strong point. "Do you still wish to know my name, clannie? I will give it to you if you please. Someday you would find out anyway." Spook sat down and began washing her paws, but nothing missed her sharp eyes. They watched over the snowy clearing like two oceans at midnight, the silver washing on the top of the formerly clear blue.

{I told you the details, yet it is the broad point that I am "forgetting"}

[owly ✿]

Twilight's angel-like paws glided over the frosty ground. Her black tail swooshed back and forth as she circled the tom. He looked a little dazed as she did do. Twilight let out a purr as Spook decided to show herself. The beautiful she-cat was quiet but amazing in looks like the river in springtime. Twilight stepped a bit closer to Flightfall. Her ear flicked forward and her amber eyes stared into the tom again.

"I'm Twilight," The shecat's voice came out in a light whisper.

[Cinder.and.Flightfall]

Flightfall watched as the second cat appeared as well. This was the cat he'd heard earlier, just judging by the voice. But his eyes moved to the other cat- Twilight- again after just a moment. Something about this cat was intriquing to Flightfall and he found himself looking into her eyes again.

"Do you still wish to know my name, clannie? I will give it to you if you please. Someday you would find out anyway."

Flightfall looked back at the other loner. His eyes narrowed, suspicious for a moment. Then he nodded.

"Yeah," Flightfall replied. "Tell me your name too, I guess."

[Spook]

Spook was intrigued at Twilight's antics. This was sooooo amusing. The deep ginger she-cat was dearly tempted to tell Meer about Twilight's little flirt with the clannie, but she wouldn't let it slip.... this time.

"I am Spook, a loner if you haven't guessed, ca- Flightfall." The tiny she-cat silently slid across the the ground, a tribute to her name. She was silent, a watcher. She could scare people easily by never showing herself, she was small enough to do that. It was easy.

((Sorry It's so short, I have to go))