&&The.Pine+with+a.Spirit

[silver[[rivid]]]

Here is where Pinefrost and Silverspirit will get things moving along.


ONLY OPEN TO ADMINS AND SAKURA!

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[Sakura]

ooc:// love the –and sakura! part xD
i’ll start off with piney.

Pain erupted from every limb. Jagged tooth imprints remained frightfully all over her crimson body. The mere simple act of breathing was almost too much to withstand. Pinefrost dared to open her grey eyes to the condensed den she was just recently—and painstakingly—transported to. But her vision was distorted and the slimmest light ached her eyes. Having enough pain to work with, Pinefrost sealed her eyes once more.

She could still feel the vital blood seep from her wounds. Pinefrost could recall the battle flawlessly. Her seams were obscured with adrenaline and anger, thus making her oblivious to her own self. She fought with every whim, her strongest protecting her concealed beloved.

Though only she knew, a little fire as started her on that extra foggy day and had rapidly grew. Pinefrost skirmished bitterly, but failure was futile. She could not deny it, only hide it. She was in love with Silverspirit, her own leader. Every hit she saw him take grieved and raged her. Only making her more determined to fight with more power, more speed. But in doing so, she was paying the consequences for it now; and possibly the ultimate price. Watch me, she said to herself as she fought in vain to breathe. My death will not be irrelevant. Shall I die like a true warrior for a true principle and not the bitterness of a traitor for whence I once was?

[silver[[rivid]]]

This time I wonder what it feels like
To find the one in this life
The one we all dream of
But dreams just aren't enough

Silverspirit had given up after a short time. The leader was spent, and he felt his Clan slipping. Never would the tome think that he would walk away from that kind of battle... alive. Let alone the rest of his clan. He had lost a life, and was down to a little few. Oh, SilverClan, do you not watch us?

For a moment, the leader thought he saw an unknown tome in front of him, one of black and white fur, and stars. He thought he heard a voice, giving comfort, giving consoling and advice, but the words dispersed before they could be heard. The starry figure disappeared. I think I just saw an ancestor of these Clans.

Not wanting to be disturbed by any cat, Silverspirit limped to his den. His wounds were sore, and his neck felt broken, but still he walked proudly past others. No need to worry a Clan already in shambles.

Silverspirit paused at the entrance of his cave, sensing a presence inside. A quick sniff confirmed it was a femme, and not just any femme...

"Pinefrost?!" his choked question came out. He rushed over to the she-cat, assessing the damage. Why has the medicine cat not come here!? "Pinefrost, love, are you okay?"

And it was then it hit him. Silverspirit had searched all over for a perfect cat, and now here she was, wounded and nearly dead. A low keening sound escaped his mouth, begging for somebody, anybody, to come help him.

"Okay, spiderwebs, I think, to stop bleeding..."

A few seconds later, the FaintClan leader stopped his work. He hoped he had put the webs on right. It seemed right, just how his medicine cat had always patched him up.

"Hang in there Pinefrost, sweetheart. You'll be fine soon. I hope..."

Is it that moment when
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[Sakura]

Pinefrost felt a gentle pressure against her cuts, but even the merest touch felt excruciating to her. And an oh-so familiar voice ringed in her ears, but like her vision, it was distorted and illegible to her scathed ears. And as of like light, sound seemed to build pressure and pain just as well. In protect, Pinefrost’s ears vibrated the slimmest—but what good would that do. She just lay there, pouring crimson regret and betrayal. No, she raged in her head. No. I’m no longer a traitor. I’ve proven myself before the clans and SilverClan in the battle. Pinefrost grinded her teeth together from the stabbing pain. But a new hope fluttered in her heart of the thought of dying like a true warrior as her mother and not of likes her father.

Pinefrost waited impatiently for death. Why do you not take me? She bellowed to SilverClan. I breathed last moments that would make the most ignorant warrior proud. I faced enemies that none would dream of, even in the darkest of nightmares. Why not take me? I’ll be more than overjoyed at the blissfulness of death. I’ll be beyond grateful to be relieved of this pain. Please. I’ve fulfilled what I could and I feel rejuvenated… She rants ceased. Pinefrost honestly fulfilled as far as her loneness would allow her. But she knew her love would never be submitted and just be concealed hopelessly in her heart. “I’m sorry…” she barely whispered as she surrendered another inch toward the onyx abyss.

[silver[[rivid]]]

This time I wonder what it feels like
To find the one in this life
The one we all dream of
But dreams just aren't enough

"Oh G** no, no no NO! Pinefrost, love, stay!"

The Faint leader starts to panic, not knowing ever what to do. Oh SilverClan, please please please help me, help me save the one cat I love! But it is futile, she is slipping away, and he can feel it.

"The day the she-cat falls away is the day you will die yourself. You will not die today..." Silverspirit whips around, but can't find the source of the voice. As he turns back to Pinefrost, he sees that starry figure again. His pelt is black, but sparkles as though violet. The white stripes are blinding to Silverspirit's sensitive eyes. The rugged tome lurches forward to see what the barely perceptible shape is doing. "What ARE you doing?"

"Giving her what I can. The grace of Silver- no, the grace of Starclan is upon her. I never follow with the new ways. I give unto her what life I can, seeing as I am dead myself..."[/i] The figure grimaces and grounds his teeth together. "By the way, I am called Rividwinter. I used to be part of DarkClan, but then I was killed by a wolf. My brother is the deputy of NightClan." Here he turns back to look mournfully at Pinefrost. He slowly shakes his head in sorrow, knowing how close the female is to joining him among the ranks of fallen soldiers. His outline starts to fade away...

"WAIT! Can't you get any help? My medicine cat seems to lacking presence, as she isn't here. But can't you do something to make sure she stays?"

Rividwinter whips around to glare at the tome, then halts, tired. He knows it is all in love, the love that he had once felt.

Silverspirit staggers back at the wave of black depression that rolls from the deceased warrior. "I have given her the only connection to life that I had left. I gave her the sound of a beating heart, one that I can't remember now. It is all up to her..."

The Faint tome watches as the figure disappears for good this time, then turns to lay next to Pinefrost. "Are you there?"[/color]

Is it that moment when
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[Sakura]

It started out as a feeling
Which then grew into a hope
Which then turned into a quiet thought
Which then turned into a quiet word

Her pain gradually began to fade as her senses dulled and her connection begun to shatter like glass. Pinefrost viewed a light; a vivid, brilliant light that supplied such warmth and carelessness. A swelling forest formed around her, but she didn’t care. At first she paced slowly toward the light, and then dashed! Pinefrost glided in the forest floor, nearing to the light by every second. Abruptly, she ceased in her tracks. The faintest sound bubbled in the distance. It was a beating heart. Faint, almost inaudible, but she could hear it. Freezing in her path, Pinefrost heard the desperate pleas from her own leader, her own soul mate. Stumbled, Pinefrost cried. She wanted to surrender to the light, but she didn’t want to leave just yet. Confused, she just stood there.

And then that word grew louder and louder
'Til it was a battle cry

“You don’t belong here—not yet.” Pinefrost whipped around to see a glorious figure standing proudly with stars shimmering from her pelt. “Mother!” More tears erupted from Pinefrost as she darted to Stormshadow. Stormshadow grinned and her own eyes watered slightly. “I’ve been watching you. And I can say that never been more proud of you then ever when you fought against the wolves.” She nuzzled with her only surviving kit and family momentarily, soaking in the peaceful moment, then looked sternly back down at her daughter. “Pinefrost, listen to me. You’re not done with her time within the Clans. You still have a life yawning before you. Your time isn’t here, not yet. You still have many more moons to come.” The forest begun to dissolve and Pinefrost saw herself in the den with Silverspirit. The only thing that she was just a beat away from death. “He loves you, he truly does. So there’s no need to hide your feeling anymore. And don’t worry about your wounds, a medic will come by and heal you. Be strong my daughter, we will meet again.” Everything faded and Pinefrost felt herself link back to her body.

And her breaths deepened and her heartbeat was stronger and echoed vibrantly.

I'll come back
When you call me
No need to say goodbye

[silver[[rivid]]]

This time I wonder what it feels like
To find the one in this life
The one we all dream of
But dreams just aren't enough

Silverspirit is in awe. Here she is, the femme of his dreams. Here she is, just fine and dandy, and coming back. Here she is, just like what the star warrior had promised.

His body twists 'til it sits in front of her eyes. The rugged tome gazes deeply into hers, hoping for recognition. "Somehow, I knew, I just knew that you would come back. Somewhere out there SilverClan is watching you, and praying for you. Welcome back..."

FaintClan's leader waits for any reply to come by as he sits there by her side. *The Pine with a Spirit is finally here...* a faint breeze seemed to say. "And I welcome it," Silverspirit replies aloud.

And when the night wind starts to sing a lonesome lullaby
It helps to think we're sleeping underneath the same big sky

An old lullaby comes to mind as he lays there. It was one his mum had sung to him when he had lost his da'. He sang it to Pinefrost, willing her to come back to life.

Is it that moment when
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[Sakura]

Pinefrost roused at what she thought was a gorgeous lullaby. She gradually opened her eyes and gazed up to see the lead—no, Silverspirit hovering protectively around her. She recalled observing him and herself outside her own body. “He loves you, he truly does.” Echoed delicately in her mind. Without command of thought, Pinefrost whispered, “I love you.”

When Pinefrost realized what she’d done, she expected to feel shame, regret, and embarrassment. But she meant every one of those three simple words. There was no way or need to regret it. Both of them knew it was true and they will spend the rest of their days with their tails twined and possibly a family of their own.

[silver[[rivid]]]

Somewhere out there
Beneath the pale moonlight
Someones thinking of me
And loving me tonight

His spirits rise as he hears those words, those three he had always wanted to say. "Haha, you beat me to it..." A rough purr scrapes out of his throat, rising and falling with each heart beat. BY now the tome is calm enough to be steady while standing. So he does, only to walk off and come back with some water-soaked moss.

"I know you are probably uncomfortable, and I really did try, Pinefrost, but I ain't no med' cat. I need Leafstream to come back..." He stops short, realizing she is still hurting.

A small sigh escapes, erasing all his worries as it disappears into the night.

"I love you too..."

Somewhere out there
If love can see us through
Then we'll be together
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[Sakura]

“I’ll live.” She purred as she hoisted herself up to a lay with her head up. Pinefrost gently relax her head on his pelt. As she let herself drown in this seldom luxuriate, Pinefrost felt herself blossom. She felt like a whole new character. She longer did she feel so bitter against her own clan, or feel the need to constantly be veiled by the comfort of shadows. She had every right to stand out and just be who she wants to be. She felt like an abused hermit finally coaxed out of his shell, or a hesitant blossom finally yawning up to the sun. Pinefrost felt whole, she had a purpose once more. She realized that she never had to prove her own loyalty to the clan, for she could not be swayed for even all the mice in the forest. She knew the previous doubts of her allegiance have vanished and she no longer needed to be so bitter and cast out. She had the right to be in her clan just as anyone else. Wow, Pinefrost thought. One dapple of love can really one so quickly.