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Post by Badgersoul on Apr 18, 2009 16:39:39 GMT -5
{ I LIKE MY COFFEE BLACK } { JUST LIKE MY METAL !! } Fire; one of the most feared things among the clan. Fire stood for death for the clans; it stood for hatred- for envy- for greed. For almost all of the sins. It stood for pride, for power, even gluttony. Fire was also used by Twolegs, as a symbol of their Dark Forest. When the Serpent Satan awaited souls. To consume them, to torture them, to destroy them. The exact opposite thing to fire, symbolically wise, was a Feather. The feather stood for wisdom, for the emotions a mother felt for her kit. It stood as a reminder to be gentle, to be open minded towards everything. The feather, the flame. The perfection of it all.
Firelyric watched as water bubbled down the river. His deep amber eyes stared as it flowed. His dark red pelt was neatly groom and glossy from the increment of food, his long tail wrapped neatly around his large paws. His mind was off, in the memories of apprenticehood.
[shard=ooc] SHARD IS HORRIBLE!! She has been making all sorts of bad post lately!
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Post by Meerful on Apr 18, 2009 18:05:00 GMT -5
Feathersong,,
the only way to make it through with hearts and wrists intact is to realise that two outta three aint bad
Delicate little pawsteps picked their way through rough terrain. Feathersong was edging up to the river. She had just been made a warrior, but there was still an achei n her heart. Where was Firelyric? She had expected to see him, but she couldn't find him anywhere. They were sent on seperate patrols, they hunted at different times, and by the time the day had ended, she was too tired and went immediatly asleep before she even check for Firelryic. Her heart ached. She missed him. Of course, Earthpaw had been so mad at her for choosing him. Earthpaw was supposed to be perfect for her, but she didn't want perfect. She wanted Firelyric who was fascinating and different and sharp-tongued. She was in love with him, and he said he was in love with her too. So where was he? Feathersong rested at the bank of the river and gazeda t the glimmering shells. She could see her reflection in the water, and it pained her when she realized she was alone. Had he been right along? Was he not the one for her? She told him she would do anything to be with him. So why wasn't she with him if he loved her? It was at times like this that she wondered if she was good enough for him. Sucking in a deep breath, Feathersong waded into the water. Swimming always helped ease her mind. [ewww bad post!]
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Post by Badgersoul on May 23, 2009 11:58:22 GMT -5
Firelyric's gaze traveled farther down the river at a beautiful sight. A beautiful she-cat wadding through icy cold water. Her beautiful frame, pelt, and eyes were so entrancing that Firelyric couldn't take his amber gaze off them. Purring; the flame colored tom got up and walked farther down the river. " Your a little old to be playing in the river" he purred.
[ no worries- Shard is just trying to get caught up with her posts. So she isn't posting much either]
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