.In.the.mid.of.the.STORM.

[Burningwing]

Burningwing
TC warrior





How lost I am with out him by my side. How lonesome it is with only my shadow walking by my side as company . Will I ever see him again? will we ever truly be together?

Burningwing slowly made her way down the slope of Four trees, rain plastered her sleek calico pelt against her body, etching out every detail along her skin. The mud underfoot squelched under her every pawstep as she slipped and slid down the hill side. the tears that ran along her face were oblivious in the storm, disguised among millions of tear drops that fell from the clouds themselves. The sky was a seething mass of grey as the clouds were whipped around by torrents of wind, forming hulking thunderheads as easily as a twoleg kit molds clay. As a bright flash of electricity flashed along the prairie, casting blue highlights against everything a miles width from it, a though of her brother Thunderkit passed through the she-cats mind.

He had been kind, gentle, wise beyond his age with eyes that seemed to withhold the knowledge of the world. She missed him dearly, though it wasn't his golden fur that obstructed her thoughts. The pelt in her head was much darker, darker then the shadows in the sky. Demonheart. Her mate, her friend. Her true love, her romeo. Moons had passed since she had seen his face, his glowing amber eyes locked into her own amber and blue ones. At the moment, the blue eye of hers seemed to radiate a glow, while the bronze of her other seemed over shadowed by dark. It was something she had always had, when sorrow overwhelmed her, her ocean blue eye was especially prominent, while when she was ecstatic, it was the other way around.

As soon as she reached the huge boulder in the center of the clearing, she curled beneath it, shutting her eyes so tightly that small white dots exploded into her vision. Demonheart...Demonheart...She chanted his name in his mind, willing him to find her...to come to her. Burningwing wanted to nestle into his thick soft fur and look deeply into his round, flawless eyes. He was the only though in her mind, even as the roar of thunder cracked overhead.

[Badgersoul]

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^{I've been here before a few
times And I'm quite a ware
we're dying And your hands
they shake with goodbyes
And I'll take you back if you'd
have me So here I am I'm trying
So here I am are you ready
Come on let me hold you, touch
you, feel you; Always Kiss you,
taste you all night; Always} [/center]

Demonheart winced at the loud booming noise of thunder. He had been out searching, searching for his daughter. Eclipsepaw was hurt when she was de-apprenticed. Yet it was for her own good! Badgersoul was only looking out for her. Eclipsepaw wanted a family, both Demonheart and Badgersoul knew this, she would be so much happier as a regular warrior rather then the medicine cat apprentice. Eclipsepaw had run off about two days ago, many cats ran off to search for her. Trying to find any trace of the beautiful dappled she-cat. Yet not even a stale scent could be found of his beloved daughter. Both Demonheart and Badgersoul were devastated, both of them loved her and only wanted the best for her, but in the end neither of them had made her happy.

Demonheart looked up toward the sky; his stunning amber eyes shinning with worry. He was worried not for himself, but for his daughter. He prayed silently to Starclan that the little she-cat had found shelter in time. Soon the rain began to fall; falling harshly down on his back. Demonheart glanced at the sky; watching as more and more droplets fell from the grey sky. Already, Demonheart's exquisite black pelt was socking wet. Dripping with the cold droplets that fell from Starclan. Lighting slashed at the clouds; forming a golden streak in the sky. Thunder boomed; making the whole earth shake. Demonheart knew a storm was coming, and he also knew that he had to find shelter quick.

As the rain began to increase in both volume and strength; Demonheart was looking for a place to hide. Camp was far away; he wouldn't be able to make to without get caught up in blinding rains. Yet in the open plains; there really wasn't many places to hide. Harsh winds started to mile up; pressing up against the raven tom, trying to pull him off the earth. Demonheart's mind raced; trying to think up a place to stay the night. Suddenly an idea pounced at him like an enemy cat. Fourtrees. Quickly Demonheart ran towards the giant oaks; rain blaring into his eyes and nose. Making it hard to breath let alone scent any other cats.

Demonheart panted; he had made it to four trees. Yet the giant oaks didn't lend much protection from the storm, Demonheart turned towards the boulder. Planning on hiding in a crack when the sight of a gorgeous calico she-cat made him freeze. "Burningwing" he meowed. Amber eyes wide in astonishment; god was she beautiful. Her fragile figure; like a flower. Her calico pelt like the falling leaves in Leaffall, beautiful round eyes. Demonheart felt a deep rumble escape from his very soul.

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[Burningwing]

Burningwing
TC warrior





Thunder and lightning, oh so frightening. Curled up under a cold grey boulder, shivering as icy rain soaked your fur, how would you feel if it was you laying there? It seemed so cold now, despite the fact it was summer. Rain crashed around her, in slow motion it seemed, each droplet hitting the ground with a deafening crash before it ran down to gather at her feet. Was she going insane? Burningwing could feel her head spinning hopelessly round, eyes blurring with a mixture of rain water and tears until the whole world was a strange land of smudged outlines. Where was he? Where was he? Why wasn't he here, his unbeleiveably dark fur pressing against her own pelt that was painted like fallen leaves and snow on the ground. Maybe everything was just a dream...

Maybe everything that had happened with her, and Demonheart had just been that? A horrible sugary sweet dream that slowly rotted out her mind like candy rots out a little child's teeth. It had all been so memorable...his lovely bronze eyes staring into her eyes, once like clear sky and the other like polished copper, with love so intense, it seemed it had singed his fur black. Maybe she had never had Scorchingkit, and Spiritkit and Eclipsekit, maybe they were just clay dolls she had molded together with her belief that this was all real. Maybe she had fallen asleep beneath this hulking rock, and just now awakened to the cruel grasp of reality. Could that really be what had happened? The result of a tired mind blossoming into a vividly real imagination?

No.

No.

It is real. Burningwing pressed her eye lids together, making more spots appear before her, quivering and dazzling her eyes. Nothing that fantastic, that realistic could be conjured up by her meager imagination. It had to be real. But if so, why wasn't he here? Had he met another she-cat, with a form more delicate and willowy, more soft of a pelt, more loving of eyes then her own? It was possible, she wasn't the most beautiful cat in all the clans. Maybe it was her personality? Maybe the way she laughed hurt his ears, or her humour was to harsh for him to bear. That seemed reasonable, but Burningwing still couldn't seem to convince herself into forgetting him...trying to get him out of her mind so she could have a peaceful life and never have to veil her forbidden love.

And yet she froze like ice had frosted her spine when she heard his deep, musical voice call her name. " Burningwing." Great. Now she was hearing things. Was she hallucinating thing now? But it was so clear, so clearly meant for her. And as she turned to peer around the clearing, she found herself staring, mesmerized, into to wide amber eyes. Her lungs. They had burst. Her heart was expanding, filling her throat. She couldn't breathe, her breath was a ragged wheeze that hardly refreshed the sizzling in her mind. But somehow, somehow she managed to work her lips, and mew, " Demonheart."

[Badgersoul]

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^{I've been here before a few
times And I'm quite a ware
we're dying And your hands
they shake with goodbyes
And I'll take you back if you'd
have me So here I am I'm trying
So here I am are you ready
Come on let me hold you, touch
you, feel you; Always Kiss you,
taste you all night; Always} [/center]

A strange silence washed over the forest; as if every living thing was waiting for what would happen next. Even the thunder and lightning seemed to be quite, just waiting- waiting for what the raven tom would do next The soft pounding of rain; hitting hard against the bare ground echoed through out the forest. A streak of rouge lighting slithered through the sky, as if giving Demonheart a push. A push to run to her, to love her. Thunder crashed to long after it's brother; trying to get the raven tom to run towards his beautiful mate. Yet Demonheart was parallelized; the shock of seeing her- was just to great. It had been so long, so many horrible moons without her. Demonheart .

Burningwing, the definition of perfect. How lovely she looked; pools of sky blue. Shinning like the once blue sky above. Her multicolored pelt shone as lighting stuck through the sky once more. Giving her a glow; a halo. As if she was a goddess from Starclan sent down just to make Demonheart happy. Her perfect delicate body; small paws, gorgeous tail, lean chest, pointed ears. Everything about her, was just- perfect. Demonheart felt his heart beat grow faster; quickening as he glanced over the perfect body of his lover, his friend, his mate.

Demonheart didn't know what to say, he felt like he could cry in happiness. Burningwing; Starclan look at her. She is so lovely- so perfect. Everything about her- Demonheart opened his mouth to say something, anything. Yet it mouth felt dry; his heart pounding- he couldn't talk. Demonheart felt embarrassment flood through his body. Not being able to talk; Demonheart had not choose but to follow his instincts and run to her. Demonheart raced over to her; each bound he took felt slower. As if he was running in slow motion; getting no where.

Once the raven tom reached the beautiful goddess; he smothered her with love. Nuzzling her; pressing his cold, wet flank on her's; licking her forehead. "Starclan knows how much I have missed you" he whispered. His voice shaky like how a two-leg's was when they tried to hold back there salty tears. Demonheart's words were soft; like that of a lover. The tom really did love this she-cat with his whole being; anything that would please her he would do.

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[Burningwing]

Burningwing
Thunderclan warrior





Demonheart. Oh how wonderful he looked, his dark fur a silky blanket of warmth against her patch-work pelt. His ambers eyes emitted a glow that heated up her fur like the rays of a white-hot sun did, except instead of baking heat it was the pure and untouched love that made her insides suddenly burn so lividly. His face was broad, yet not flat, his ears triangular upon his perfect, handsome face. How good it was to see him again...how long had she been waiting for this moment? The answer, a long time, much to long to be apart from the one she loved.

" Demonheart... I've missed you so much. I can't belive how long i've survived without you. How is Eclipsepaw? " Burningwing mewed softly, not opening her eyes as she pressed herself into the one she loved. The thundering was barely audible under the purr that was emitted from her throat.

{sorry its so short, gtg}