A new arrival [save]

[Summerbreeze]

Summerkit could tell that this cat was deep in thought. She could sense something about her, something bad. "Don't blame me, I'm only a kit! I didn't want that to happen, it just did. I don't want him to hate me, he just does. And as for murderer," She spun round to face the black tom, "I only intend to kill prey in my life, not cats. Especially not the cat who saved me!"

She took a deep breath and turned back to the silver tom. "Thank-you for calming me down, you have my respect." She bowed her head for him. "Now, I have a feeling you want to talk to me, and as you could calm me down, I'd be happy too. Am I right?"

[silver[[rivid]]]

no on is just an anything, young kit of summer. you should know that of all people, as from what i am guessing your parents to be... the last sentance was stated in a whisper that only the kit could hear.

now, you young cats, i want you, jetpaw, to tell me anything else you need to. if you don't have anything else, then scram. i don't want any retarded fights to get in this camp. and you here he rounded on the kit. he didn't mean to but his blood was rising, and he couldn't fight it down. yes, i have calmed you down, but you are to come with me to my den right after jetpaw is through with his report. i need to test you on something. jetpaw? he asked as he turned to the apprentice again.

he was fighting his inner turmoil, and he almost was boiling over. dad, help me to not fall into the black and red again... please, cause i want to find out the truth of this kit...

[Summerbreeze]

Summerkit grinned. She was moving forward. She now knew that the tom was called Jetpaw. She recognised that name. Also, she was going to find something out about her parents! However, he did flinch away from the silver tom, he felt angry. Also, Summerkit did not like language, even mild. 'However much I hate it, I need to live with it' she thought. The only things she really said were things like snap, and eek. Ah well! She listened to the silver tom saying "I need to test you on something." Test her on what? She was only a kit! Maybe he was testing her to see if she could cheer him up. Easy.

[yami-chan]

Jetpaw

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_jetpaw's lips quivered, the heavy weight of anger bearing down upon his back like a burden, a deep set growl harbored within his gullet. how dare that rotten spit of weak fur, tromping round and calling himself a leader, command him about in such a way. pah, he'd rather eat his own fur then take orders from this crow food. blue viles of poison hardened into clean cuts, pupils darting about like a snake would, tracking each movement silverspirit made, the venom accumulating and incubating on his tongue. what was worse is that he had summerkit sidling up to him, holding him as some sort of hero, and pouring to him words of affection. ignoring the burns in his cheeks which he would not admit in a million moons to be embarrassment at such praise, jetpaw hissed defiance at the ginger kit, brushing away her words with a storm cloud. "you have nothing to thank me for, i was just following orders! simple as that."

_in a foul tempered snort, the black apprentice switched his glaring stab toward his leader, wrinkling his nose in what would be disgust, a reaction one might give to a piece of rotting flesh. grinding his teeth together, his gums turning a purple hue, jetpaw stood and performed a mock bow, growling in his deep undertone, "gladly! i have nothing else to say but that this thing is your problem now." finishing, the brutish male brushed past his leader, stalking toward the apprentice den, his gate looking as if he had stepped on hot coals, for they were short and snappish. satisfied to have the little brat free from his fur, jetpaw settled into his nest of moss, grudgingly setting his chin on his paws as blue eyes of malice watched the pair with scathing rage.

soon, you'll get your silverspirit, i can promise you that when my claws are squeezing the life out of you![/blockquote][/blockquote][/blockquote][/color][/font][/size]

[silver[[rivid]]]

((oh d***, this cat is in for something. oh, and yami? you better watch out. these cats greatly reflect how my life acts, and anything you say against them will kind of act in real life, but just a warning, that if i b**** off at you in the post, yeah...))

silverspirit suddenly couldn't hold it back, he just couldn't. as the apprentice brushed past him to settle down in his own little corner of the world, the leader felt he could literally read jetpaw's feeling. the anger, hate, satisfaction and burning passion to rid the land of a certain cat, clashed with the tome's own feelings, and the bloodwrath burst forth from his bosom.

his screech cleaned the area of any minor creatures, as his thoughts came out as words. you b****** of a cat, you think you are all that, do you? and you, young kit of summer, you just think life is all grand don't you! you think that you had a rough life, and that you can just waltz in here only to ruin my clan. this clan is my sanctuary after my family all died. this is the only place i could find peace, and i tried my hardest to make it what it is today. but no, you come here, with your distrust, you foolishness, and think that you can calm me down??!! he knew that he wasn't himself, but he couldn't stop. there was too much. his eyes burned bloody.

i worked my a** off to fight for my place. and you Little BRATS think you can ruin it! well, you can't, cause i won't let you. jetpaw, you act like that one more time, and i swear to silverclan i will make it harder for you. don't give that tone of voice young cat, EVER AGAIN or you will see what i can do! i wish to know why you are acting like this toward me, and why you think i actually am falling for this kit of summer. again he turned to the young kit. i calmed you down, but you burned my spirit. this is a curse called the bloodwrath of which i inherited, unwillingly, from my father. you to have something like it, a prototype. i find that you are my half-sister! I disagreeumtion is that, and i am sure to be wrong, but you have a curse like mine. i wish not to speak to you again, murderer, for whatever you murdered. with a flick on his brushed up tail, the leader fled the camp, hiding from his own mind as he tried to calm down.

*oh dear silverclan, what have i done!*

[Summerbreeze]

No...
She could feel the heavy drops of water rising from her eyes. The burn from her heart had moved to her throat as she started to wail. "WHAT DID I DO? I ALMOST DIED ON THE WAY HERE AND I'M TREATED LIKE SOMEONE WHO RUINED YOUR LIFE? WELL, YOU'VE KNOWN ME FOR A SHORT TIME AND YOU'RE CALLING ME A MURDERER. AND I AM NOT YOUR HALF-SISTER. IF I WAS, I WOULD NOTICE. IF YOU DON'T WANT TO SEE ME, FINE. I'M GOING TO GO OUT THERE AND KILL MYSELF RIGHT NOW!" And she ran off.

Heart pounding in her chest, she ran out of camp, tearing through the trees and through the dense mist that shrouded the area. She wailed at the top of her voice, scaring the prey from all around, keeping her emotions on full blast. Soon, she saw a long drop and did not hesitate. She ran straight of the edge and fell to earth, her dying words on her tounge. She hit the floor with a dull crunch, angonising pain surged through her body and all went black.

Too black.

Too vivid.

Too much like sleep.[/size]

[silver[[rivid]]]

((haha, nice comeback! and anywho, things will clear up later between the two, i hope... and sorry no pretty colors for this post))

"summerkit!!" he screeched, his voice cracking. he gave a slight start
as he said the kits actual name. he thought back to where she had
said that she could never be his half sister, but the kit wouldn't have
been able to know for sure anyway. she had said that she had no
knowledge of her family.

as his screech faded over the cliff, he thought he could head a dull
thud, and he cried out again. he raced down a path, hoping to reach
the kit before it was too late.

and there she was.

"oh dear silverclan! why?!" and before his voice could die out he heard
voice, one that sounded achingly familiar. "silverspirit..." it whispered.
"ask and ye shall recieve"

"mother, give her life! take one of mine and let her live!" and as if his
soul was being torn apart, he collapsed as his third life was pulled
out. "let her live..." he sobbed.

he woke a few minutes later, sore and unable to open his eyes. he
wasn't breathing, his heart wasn't beating, yet he was alive. and all
he could do was wait... and hope.

[Summerbreeze]

In the black there was a light. A small light, a hopeful light. It came rushing forward, engulfing everything in sight, it sent a rush of cool air into the body of a dying kit.

A rush of air reached Summerkit's lungs. Life burst through her, it felt like being underwater and in the air at the same time. She took a huge gulp of air to regain a steady heartbeat. She lay still on the ground for a moment, then forced her eyes open. Summerkit was lying at the base of a cliff, brought back from the dead. "I'm alive," she whispered. "How can this be?"

Then she spotted an unmoving cat a short way away from her. She gasped and got to her paws. She nuzzled his fur but he didn't move. "Hey, cat? Tomcat? Helloooo? Anyone in there?" She felt a tear run down her face. I shouldn't be crying, she thought, this is the cat that made me jump... but this must be also the cat that made me live. She pushed him again, nothing. All she could do was sit and wait. He was in heavens paws now. As she sat, she wondered, if this cat lived, and she was beside him, would this make others appreciate her? Would she be allowed to join them, to learn their ways. Summerkit didn't like living alone, with no one to share her feelings with, no friends, no family. But the name Jetpaw was familliar. Jet..

She snapped her attention to the cat in front of her. "Please live." she mumbled.[/font]

[silver[[rivid]]]

silverclan was showing him things, of which he could
not speak. he saw, he lived, he died, he rose. he
learned truths, he conquered lies. he bent wings to
soar to the skies. his body lay on the ground, not
capable of any movement, but his mind soared,
unwilling to return.

and a tear did hit his pelt, and with it came his
life. he heard the voice, the voice of summer,
calling him back.

he heard the pleas to return.

*why should i* he asked. *i can't find any
reason why*

**then go for her. and live my son**

his ghostly frame trembled as his
spirit came crashing back. he weakly
turned his head to the kit of summer.
"please do not shed another drop of
tears, young one. ah, I see that
silverclan answered my call and granted
you one of my lives. good... let it be
known to you now that I do know who
you belong to. but you must promise not
to run away again. your life is tied to mine.
I have but two left, one I fear that will soon
leave me in battle. if you die too, then I
lose another life."

he waited for the kit to speak. *how amazing
she looks with that faint glimmer of stars in
her fur. I now see why silverclan granted my
clan with her. but I must also remember to
visit my own kits when we return home.
they are quite rambunctious.*

[Summerbreeze]

She didn't know why, but she felt overwhelming happiness as she dived her muzzle into his fur. She ignored his and cried again, in joy. "I knew you wouldn't die." she mumbled, "But you talk funny. I don't understand you."

Summerkit pulled her head out of his fur. She stared into his knowledgable eyes, her's twinkling. "Can I stay with you? Learn your ways, understand your words? After all, you saved my life," she paused and remembered his words, "and I took yours..." Summerkit didn't understand. She thought that cats having nine lives was just an old tale, not true. But he said he only had three, now two. She looked down and saw faint silver sparkles gleaming around her chest. She blinked and they were gone. I'm just imagining things.
"Please let me come with you. I'll never be able to repay you enough, but an extra helper in your FaintClan but pay some of it off." She produced her cutest, most pleading eyes. "Pleeeeease?"