This dark conspiracy.

[icefur]

OOC - I had a sudden outburst of muse... Haha! I guess I have a little charrie plot here... Oh well (:

Ivoryshine

.Ivoryshine. lowered her trembling body down by the side of the starwateres, the clear, crystal, icy watered licking at her paws, her trembling, bloodstained paws. With her eyes wide and dark, and breathe coming out in shallow, shaky gasps, she stared longingly and hopefully into the reflective waters, watching the stars swirl. Fatigue settled in on her with a harsh, cold feel from running. She had ran... and ran. she had fallen, she had also killed. Or severely injured. she never knew she had so much power stored up inside of her. She needed guidance. She needed answers. Who was I disagreeailant? why would they do this to me? Why did they look so much like... Shadowpelt...? She shivered, chills prickling her spine. her head spun and the howling winds once again swept over the waters, ruffling the stars. Once the water stilled, and with the moon shining ever so bright, she thought she had found heaven... she thought she was with Silverclan. But it quickly turned to hell. A breathe was caught in her throat as her eyes grew wide, pupils shrinking and focusing on the shadowy killer that ran after her that night. She kept her eyes locked on the reflection of the face in the water. Turning her head slowly, she saw the eyes... The blue eyes.... The Grey pelt... The figure trapped a yelp in her throat. Shadowpelt. If she thought she never talked now, she was completely tongue-tied now. A sly smirk spread across her face and her blue eyes glowed so antes, it burned right through Ivoryshine. I see your paws are stained with my blood. Do you know how that makes me feel? Ivoryshine rose quickly, taking a defensive stance and not saying a word, keeping a blank expression, empty eyes. Dear, you never speak. Why? There was a long pause. Of silence. And uncomfortable silence filled with insecurity. Speak! Shadowpelt yelled harshly, sending shock through the young female, making her wince. Shadowpelt stepped closer, unseat hing her scarlet claws. More silence. And all anger was released and lashed out onto Ivoryshine. Sending her to hit the ground, shoulder open and bleeding. Tears burned at her eyes at the betrayal. Speak now will you? Shadowpelt spat. I'm speaking now are you happy? Is that gap filled? The gap i have been trying to fill with my friendship and love? Avoiding all obscenities, like this?? I miss everyone. I miss the kits, the elders, the warriors. I miss the leader and deputy side by side. I miss the conspiracies and regret from killing. i miss laying in the sunshine with you. I miss Nightwind! and with that last sentence, she broke down, the rivulets flowing from her eyes, the moonlight glinting off of them. They're gone. Gone gone gone gone... She trailed off, muffled in her fur. She felt Shadowpelt's paw on her back. Then rough tongue slide of Ivoryshine's head. I'm sorry... And your voice... So unused, so hoarse... so... empty. The creme colored female rose and stepped away. You're a traitor... She stopped, hesitating. I remember the words that Nightwind said to me... The... meaning those words held. I don't want to see your face again! Those words echoed fiercely in her head. She swayed and the tears fell delicately to the ground. Then she turned around to see Shadowpelt disappear behind the bushes.

[yami-chan]

Tigerpaw_____

He was breaking it; the code which held all cats’ hearts in place, directing them onto the right path. He’d known that even as his paw hit Nightclan terra, the abnormal scents passing through his tongue, softly sliding invisible fingers against the roof of his maw. And yet, none of this had held the young apprentice back, holding his striped skull high as he continued onward without so much as a backwards glance. The spars grounds of Nightclan didn’t hold much coverage for the Darkclan crosser, but he’d thanked his luck that not a single patrol had made its route across to his slinking form.

That stench, the beautiful fragrance that had been detected invading his home had sparked a deep curiosity within, the richness calling in a seductive trill. Tigerpaw blinked a pair of bright amber hues, pausing to collect his bearings as he had never been in any other territory but his own, not even when the wolves had attacked had he stepped foot from the camps enclosed borders. Parting his lips into a cutting sneer, the dark tabby flicked out his tongue to catch the thick tang of blood, the magical elixir he’d crossed markers for.

Shifting his weight ever so slight, Tigerpaw pushed his massive striped body through a cluster of bushes, their green leaves flecked with a dark red colour. The apprentice had to hold himself back from rubbing up against the plants, struggling to direct his attention forward. Another cat’s scent hit the roof of his mouth in a fierce explosion, dark fur instantly bristling as he peaked through the barrier of leaves with unsheathed talons. This particular cat seemed to be in hysterics, her form savaged as she rubbed the blood from her paws.

With silent wonder Tigerpaw leaned forward, exposing himself to the femme as he kept watch on the cat’s stained claws. In his usual rough growl, the apprentice stalked to Ivoryshine’s side, brushing his tail along her flank in almost a comforting way. ”Why do you mourn? This cat obviously had reason to bear the scars since it was weak from the start. Creatures that bleed so easily have no purpose in life…consider it a favor that you have brought a lesson upon this shameless being's skin, because now you can grow stronger off of its petty weakness. You have won a battle, simple and clean as that.” Tigerpaw titled his cranium to one side, stating his words as if they were fact. A broad smile etched deep into the corners of his lips, the dark apprentice waiting soundly for Ivoryshine's reply, his interest being pricked by the thought that a mere medicine cat had taken on and defeated a full blown warrior.

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[icefur]

OOC - O.O Errggg.... I envy your rping skills. haha! v.v I kind of suck.

Ivoryshine.

Ivoryshine's creme skull popped up at the sound of an unfamiliar voice. A voice that did not belong in her clan. Her head snapped immeadiatley in the direction of the soothing voice that washed reassureance through her fatigued, shivering body. her empty, lifeless eyes stared at the intruder for many moments, wondering if she was just hallucinating after all of the confusion. she exhaled the tension throughout her body and closed her eyes, excepting the company weather is was wrong or not. Something stabbed her heart that kept her from getting up or even saying a word. Her thoughts were muffled in her throat, fighting to get out. But her doubts kept her to herself. Ivoryshine drew her grey eyes to the ground, taking in the scattered leaves painted with blood and the stained dirt that picked up calmly in the night wind and settled onto her pure fur. She froze instantly, shocked at the light touch of ones tail against her. She caught her breath in her throat, eyes growing wide. She slowly lifted her head to look at the feline, his voice carrying to her, not processing through her mind. All she managed to murmer with her raspy voice was, She deserved every wound I gave her. I really hope she dies a horrible, dark death that catches her by surpirse with betrayal. The words came out as a recording as she led her eyes to the bushes where the twisted female dissapeared. my violence... fueled by anger, confusion, and the fact that my only friend left had betrayed me... She trailed off, the broken sentence lingering in her throat and unable to come out even through force. her heart ached and all she wanted to do was end her life. It wasn't worth living so what was the point. She carried the dissapointing scars on her legs from her own claws... She had always thought self harm was the answer to everything. the external pain muted out the internal pain in her heart. The pain that left her balled up like a mess each night. If she only had the option to stop he rheart and just end her life... She would take it. No one would miss her either way. And she was sure Shadowpelt wanted her dead... cold and dead.

[yami-chan]

Ooc: No you don’t suck! You’re posts are lengthy and very descriptive. You should be proud that you’ve come a long way since you first joined!

Tigerpaw______

The dark apprentice shifted in his position, providing the femme with space to freely move around in her cramped sitting poise. Bright amber hues flashed with hunger as they greedily watched the medicine cat draw out a series of hurt actions, her movements heavily weighted from the damaged heart she possessed. Tigerpaw leaned back, a satisfied curl lifting at the corners of his lips as he recalled a similar state dwelling within the bone chambers of his mother Silverstrike, whom depicted her clan as a thieving band of traitorous rogues, her mind ultimately turning to mud at the betrayal of her best friend. Or at least that’s how she had seen it. He was unsure of the reason, but Embersky’s long absence from Darkclan told every cat that she had been put into exile, and even so much as a single mention of the calico warrior would send his mother into a state of ravishing hysterics.

He couldn’t help but laugh at Silverstrike’s stupidity, the very cat that saw her own son as an enemy. Sparing Ivoryshine a glance as she had started speaking, Tigerpaw withdrew from his own thoughts, keeping his ears pricked for the Nightclanner’s words. She seemed to be pitted deep in a hole of despair, her comments seeming off and strangled for a medicine cat, but none the less something he could work with. As a kit the tom had taken upon the cliché role hungering for power as a leader, and though that desire still lurked somewhat in the back of his mind, it was not the first priority. He now needed a new dish to satisfy his starving appetite, and that something was removing the memory of Tigerstar for all of eternity. All cats had ever seen of him was the shadow of the great warrior, nothing more than a mere copy cat, second to the big man. Tigerpaw would have none of that old rubbish; he would be superior to the heinous devil, more powerful, more feared.

Kinking his tail, the stripped tabby growled with displeasure as he had yet to figure such a plan out other than gathering cats that would bend under his will. Ivoryshine would be a start; she was broken, and he would piece her back together his own way. Purring sympathetically, Tigerpaw waved his tail in dismissal as he agreed on every word the femme uttered, inclining his skull in deep massive dips and bobs. ”Yes, yes…that’s all well and good, this cat will not raise a talon against you ever again. You are now superior, and soon others will learn not to hurt you as this unfortunate scrap did.” The striped brute turned to face Ivoryshine directly, lifting her chin by his tail so that their eyes would meet without fail. ”Listen to me…I will not betray you. I will help you with your struggles so that you shall no longer have to feel any pain. I am you’re friend now, you are not alone.” Pulling his lips into a light smile, the young apprentice chirped in an innocent manner as he drew Ivoryshine into a deeper web. ”My name is Tigerpaw, what’s yours?”

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[icefur]

OOC - yea I guess soo ^.^

Ivoryshine.

The dark, suspicious apprentice's movement caught Ivoryshine by surprise and her body tensed as her fur stood on end. an image ran through her head of his unsheathed claws slashing violently across her fur, the Scarlet liquid releasing from her skin, flying into the open but being pulled right back down by gravity, staining the ground and her pure fur. She shook the image, realizing she was untouched. staring at the ground, she thought again of all her losses, slowly and painfully dragging her head back up to find comfort in Tigerpaw's eyes. She jerked her head back, squinting her eyes in more pain as she notices the sly look Tigerpaw held on his face. Flickers of violence and greed flashed across his dark eyes. Parting her mouth, she was ready to scramble back and avoid anymore trouble but something kept her from fleeing. It was the luring gaze he gave her. she wondered what strange, bloodthirsty thoughts fled through his mind. she wished she could easily slip inside and read all his thoughts, unravel his mysterious ways. But she couldn't. Sadly, that was impossible. His voice shocked the damaged female, but she listened closely. Her blood started to boil at his plan... what he wanted to do with her. She shook her head, her eyes blinking wildly. N-no... I'm loyal... most might not be but... but I think I am...I am your friend now, you are not alone. That shot shivers creeping down her rigid spine, sending her fur on end. Those words remained stamped in her head, ringing through her ears and leaving a throbbing pain... ... Okay. If you will help me... I'm Ivoryshine. She gave a weak, quivering smile. The whole world was muted as doubts raced through her head, wondering what she had done. What had taken hold of her.

[yami-chan]

Tigerpaw______

His smile had widen some as the dark apprentice kept a watchful gaze on the medicine cat, her movements still tense and distracted, but none the less poised to stay. The large tabby rolled his broad shoulders in small lax gestures, giving off a reassuring vibe that he meant no harm to the nightclan femme. ”Ivoryshine, it is a pleasure to meet you. I assume you are nightclan’s medicine cat apprentice, as I know you have mentor…Nightwind was it?” Tigerpaw had flicked his amber gaze to catch that of Ivoryshine’s when he looked up from his formal bow, ears flicking to punctuate his question.

Still being able to detect a spark of suspicion drifting in the femme’s distraught gaze, the striped tom tilted his skull to one side in a manner which showed he was confused, having his tail drop sadly as he would force the hurt to filter across his face. Retaining an ever present growl speech, Tigerpaw spoke as if Ivoryshine’s unwillingness to gift him with trust had deeply opened up a sore within his heart, adding an extra spice of hurt to his tone. ”Why do you look at me in such a way? I’m merely an apprentice with any experience and you are a full fledged medicine cat with unseeing knowledge, I haven’t the power to hurt you! I know my presence being her in enemy territory is breaking the code and would give you cause to be hostile, but I have shown no spite toward you. I have done nothing but comfort you since I heard your soft weeping on Darkclan grounds. So why....why must you stare?”

The tears which stung Tigerpaw’s eyes had been unexpected, and he had to swiftly duck behind the femme’s gaze so that they could roughly be brushed aside. An inner growl wrung deep inside the tom’s head, putting fire to his churning belly and scratching deep scars against his throat. He hadn’t realized that his empty babbling had been so close to the truth, wondering if Ivoryshine could see the wet tears peering behind a carefully placed mask.

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[icefur]

OOC ;; Sorry...I was gone for a while again trying to deal with a battle with myself...It sucks and I've come back even more damaged than before. And I'm even more angry because my computer shut down when I was in the middle of my first reply. Now my muse went poof and this might suck...

Ivoryshine.

Tigerpaw's words sliced through Ivoryshine's rapid beating heart like claws. She relaxed her rigid muscles and let her fur lie flat. The younger cat's eyes flooded with sadness and misunderstanding. Ivoryshine lowered her body closer to the ground, not wanting to speak. She felt safe in the dark...this pitch black moonhigh but the silence overtook the two cats and Ivoryshine's anxiety grew stronger. I'm held accountable for damaging this cat's heart... She thought painfully. The she cat was weighed down with depression and remorse and her soul shattered into too many peices. She winced. ivoryshine answered silently to him. What warrior code? Silverclan has left us! She wailed desperatley in her poinsoned mind. The cream colored cat took a slow, unsure step back, slinking deeper into the dark. The dark that called to her, telling her to come and wait for a slow, excruciating death. Her flaws and secrets and lies hid well in the dark though. She crouched lower to the ground, her face blank but her eyes filled with sadness. Why do you care if I'm dying of my own problems on the inside anyways? And I'm a useless medicine cat to my clan... She trailed off, her voice a soft whisper. Nightwind's forsaken me...just like Silverclan has. Her voice rose by the slightest volume. Please don't be hurt. I'm just so...happy that your here. She kept her gaze down, studying the bright red blood drops that painted the ground. it was so nice to have the lonliness filled by someone who cared. Ivoryshine was falling for his words, stepping mindlessly into whatever plan he had in mind. Maybe if I try to stay away, be silent, and be vulnerable, he'll kill me. But she ignored that thought and pushed it aside quickly. What do you want from me? She whispered.