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Post by sally on Jun 30, 2011 14:34:00 GMT -5
Sally felt herself shiver again. Their eyes were on her still, and she didn't like that, not at all. She hated being there alone, she knew that she was no match for the lynx-cat, let alone him and the serial-killer type one next to him. She almost ran back outside into the rain, but she stayed. She would never find her way back to camp if she went out there, and although it seemed impossible before, the rain was pouring even harder than before.
"I can hear you both...!" she meowed, not looking back, "I'm not scared of you... you two are just trying to freak me out, it's not going to work..."
She better after saying that, as if she had convinced herself that she was somewhat safer by reassuring herself. The calico continued to watch the rain, imagining that her brother, Simba, was still beside her and that he was protecting her. They can smell fear, he figment meowed, Be strong, sister, they are your Clan-mates...
"They are my Clan-mates," she whispered again to herself.
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Post by stripe on Jun 30, 2011 14:44:26 GMT -5
Stripe purred and rubbed his cheek against Twilightclaw's shoulder, he was always overly touchy-feely.
"It's nice to have someone who is just as unique as I am..." he purred, looking up at the lynx-cat with wide yellow eyes. He rubbed against him again, having to stand on his toes to even try to reach the other tom. He looked back at Sally when she spoke of not fearing them, that they were just trying to psych her out. He unsheathed his claws, leaving Twlightclaw's side and padding over to where he was just a few mouse-lengths away from the kittypet.
"Well, well, well, kittypet," he sneered, walking over to her side where she could see him, "I wonder if a kittypet bleeds the same colour as a warrior!"
He hissed, scratching at her face with his abnormally long claws. He was going to cut her pretty-pampered face up until she was as ugly as a cat born without a face, until she was like his brother, the scarred-faced cat.
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Post by twilightclaw on Jun 30, 2011 14:58:44 GMT -5
"Nothing permenant, Stripey," Twilightclaw's tail swished, clearing the ground behind him in a show of pure morbid interest. "We wouldn't want to damage the pretty kittypet too much, the Clan will wonder. Unless we kill her."
Twlightclaw skipped over purring, and stopped a few inches away from Sally. He ran one of his massive claws gentally down the side of her face. "Unless..." he slowely repeated, backing up a bit, out of Stripe's way. He was smiling wickedly, purring louder than a lion's growl. Then he simpley just said, sitting a few taillengths away from them both. "Nothing permenant, my good fello. We wouldn't want to damage the pretty she-cat too much. Unless... We kill her. Should we?" |
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Post by sally on Jun 30, 2011 15:19:41 GMT -5
Sally watched as Stripe brushed up against Twlightclaw. He was certainly... touchy-feely...? She looked back at the rain until she heard Stripe padding up to her. He spoke in his shrill voice, and talked about her blood. Her muscles tensed, she tried to convince herself that it was all a trick until-
SLASH
Stripe cut her face. It wasn't a big mark, but it stung. She unsheathed her claws, turning back to face him quickly and trying to scratch him, but missing by mere inches. She heard Twilightclaw speak and her blood ran cold. Unless we kill her. She had never been this afraid in her life, not even when the Twoleg neighbor brought their dog to her Twoleg's house.
"You're insane!" she hissed, her gaze traveling back and forth from Stripe to Twilightclaw. She was cornered, she had to fight or die... but she had no idea how to fight. When Twilightclaw ran his claws gently down her face, she jumped back quickly, almost running into Stripe. She had no idea what to do.
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Post by stripe on Jun 30, 2011 15:26:16 GMT -5
Stripe turned to glance at Twilightclaw when he made his comment about killing Sally, and ran his claw down the side of her face. She jumped back, almost running into the tabby.
"It appears you bleed such a pretty red," he snickered, stepping closer to her until she was forced to back up into a wall, "...I bleed black!"
He snickered when she called him insane, taking another swipe at her, this time cutting her shoulder. He wanted to watch as much of the pretty red spill out before he killed her, or even tried to...
"Nothing permenant, my good fello. We wouldn't want to damage the pretty she-cat too much. Unless... We kill her. Should we?"
"What do you want to do with her, Twilightclaw?" he sneered, pacing around her from left to right, "I mean, we'll kill her when we're done... but until then, I want to paint a picture in red!"
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Post by twilightclaw on Jun 30, 2011 15:44:32 GMT -5
Twilightclaw tilted his head in a strange angle, thinking.
"We'll kill her when we're done... But until then, I want to paint a picture in red!"
The he meowed with the voice of a crash of a tree falling to the ground, "Paint your picture, Stripey. Take your time, then when you're done, it'll be my turn."
The tom layed down intently, his tail swishing. His eyes turned a sharper blue as she watched the blood flow from the she-cat's wounds. It really was such a pretty red, mixed with a gleaming black. |
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Post by sally on Jun 30, 2011 16:05:41 GMT -5
Sally stared as Stripe when he made his comment about bleeding black. Just how crazy was he? She yelped when Stripe cut her shoulder, returning the favor by lifting both claws and cutting down the side of his face.
I want to paint a picture in red!
She dashed past the tabby, trying to get out of the corner she was stuck in only to be surrounded by stone walls. She looked back to see the two still there, Stripe sneering and Twilightclaw lying there, calmly. She was... trapped... She had never felt this hopeless.
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Post by stripe on Jun 30, 2011 16:12:41 GMT -5
Stripe nodded at Twilightclaw as the other tom told him to paint his picture, that he would wait. He looked back at the calico only to have her cut his cheek. He hissed, looking back with a wicked smile as his pupils shrank to be tiny slits.
Sally ran past him, but was met by the other stone walls of the cave. She was trapped. He padded over to her, dancing around in the blood pools as he went. He left a slash on her arm, cutting in an up-word position to make the blood platter against the walls. He cut and slashed and hit until the she-cat feel on the ground, sneering with madness gleaming in his eyes.
"You take a turn, Twilightclaw!" he laughed in his shrill voice, dancing around Sally and making blood puddles splurt as he jumped in them, staining the walls.
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Post by twilightclaw on Jun 30, 2011 16:29:26 GMT -5
"Take a turn, Twilightclaw!"
Twilightclaw jumped to his paws, his ears flashing twisted Latin signals as he padded to Sally. He was inches away from her and he tilted his head, smiling, before in a flurry of a flash like a snake, his teeth seared her flank, making blood splash the floor and stone walls of the cave.
Twilightclaw felt pure joy pulse through him as he started to tear the small kittypet apart, slowely. The way of the lynx was to slowely torture their prey, and he and his sister had more lynx in them than the cats knew. The fact showed when Twilightclaw finally started to use his claws...
Unsheathing his claws, Twilightclaw stopped to slightly move his paw, watching the violet shine run through the drip of blood, before ranking down on Sally with one final blow for his liking, his tail swishing menicingly as he jumped back, pleased with himself.
It really was such a pretty red...
"Would you like another go?" he sneered to Stripe. |
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Post by sally on Jun 30, 2011 16:43:54 GMT -5
Sally felt each of the blows from the tabby, growing weaker each time from blood-loss. She finally collapsed, her legs were completely weak and unable to hold her up any more. Stripe let Twilightclaw take his turn, and the lynx-cat almost tore her to pieces. She wanted it all to end, she wanted to close her eyes and open them back at camp with Horsestar and Horiozonfall and Dawnpaw all around her.
Would you like another go?
The calico looked up quickly, her green eyes wide with sorrow as she started to cry. Her eyes were very green, almost as green as Brushfire's, but no eyes were as green as the lynx-cat's. Tears flooded down her cheeks, mixing with the scarlet of the blood and creating the illusion that she was crying blood.
"Please, h-have m-mercy...!" she choked, coughing up a little blood as she spoke, "We... W-we're Clan-m-mates..."
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Post by stripe on Jun 30, 2011 16:53:41 GMT -5
Stripe watched as Twilightclaw scratched up the kittypet, sneering spitefully as he watched. When Twilightclaw was done, he looked up at the tom and walked over to him, his eyes sparkling with admiration. The tabby licked his shoulder where blood had splattered, and had to stand on his toes to lick his cheek clean.
"I've had my fun..." he meowed, stepping back a couple steps to get a better look at the taller lynx, "You can finish the job, if you want... or do you want to play with a broken toy?"
"Please, h-have m-mercy...! We... W-we're Clan-m-mates..."
"You're not my Clan-mate, kittypet!" Stripe hissed, walking over to her and changing his mind about giving up a turn. He lied his claws on her face, just under her eye, and slowly cut upward around it, cutting up her cheek all the way to ear.
"Okay, now you can have another turn, Twilightclaw!" he purred, turning back around to the other tom.
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Post by twilightclaw on Jun 30, 2011 17:12:01 GMT -5
Twilightclaw froze.
"Please, h-have m-mercy...! We... W-we're Clan-m-mates..."
"Twilightpaw!"
Twilightpaw heard the scream of Brushkit as he started to tear the tom apart, feeling the warm blood of the warrior on his tongue. The warriors around the camp had started to try to tear him off Ivyfern. He felt the tom struggle under him as he tore the tom open.
"Twilightpaw, stop it!" Brushkit screamed again, crying and hidimng her eyes. Her tears streamed a greenish glow like her eyes. Her scream was so faint to Twilightpaw.
He heard the yowls of the tom under him, gurgling his own blood. "Please! P-ple-ase... W-w-we're - Cl-clan-mat-CRAH!"
Finally he felt the tom's blows abrubtly stop at Twilightpaw tore open his throat, feeling the wave of blood splurt him in his mouth and face and ears and nose, and felt the warriors pull him off at last. Twilightpaw shook his head, blood splattering everywhere. Brushkit padded over to where her brother lay, panting, blood-covered, and began to lick him clean.
"He never going to hurt you..." Twilightpaw panted through her licks, "Ever again..."
Twilightclaw suddenly sprang forward, in what could only be described as a roar, and felt himself go blind with rage, tearing Sally apart peice by peice. Once he almost tore for her throat, he halted himself and jumped back, blood covered, panting.
He panted under his breath:
"Don't say we're Clanmates... Ever... Again..." |
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Post by sally on Jun 30, 2011 17:31:28 GMT -5
I'm not your Clan-mate, kittypet!
Sally let out a yelp of pain as Stripe cut around her eye. When she finally thought that the pain was over, Twilightclaw almost killed her, tearing her to pieces. She would feel blackness surrounding her, her conciseness starting to fade away slowly.
"Don't say we're Clanmates... Ever... Again..."
"'' Despite any feelings any of these cats have toward you... or you have toward them... they are you clanmates first...! Whenever you hunt... you are doing it for your clanmates.... Whenever you fight... you are fighting for your clanmates..." she repeated the words Horsestar had told her the very first day she had joined RushClan. The darkness surrounded her... and she drifted off... unconscious...
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Post by stripe on Jun 30, 2011 17:38:49 GMT -5
Stripe watched as Twilightclaw attacked Sally, tearing her to pieces. He could have sworn that she was dead when she lost consciousness, and got a little scared of what the rest of the Clan cats would do if they ever found her.
"We should dump her in the river," the tabby suggested. Whatever she had said unnerved the other tom deeply. The tabby tried to comfort him, licking his cheek gently before starting to lick wherever the blood had splatted, even the top of his paws. He looked up at him, purring, "What do you think?"
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Post by twilightclaw on Jun 30, 2011 17:49:54 GMT -5
Twilightclaw just stood still.
"We should dump her in the river. What do you think?"
Twilightclaw let the words sink in a bit, staring down at the she-cat. "No," he replied. "She's still breathing."
He glanced outside. The rain had stopped.
"We should at least get our fur out of her claws and wash her scent completely off us. She probably won't remember anything when she wakes up. If she does." |
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