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Post by .ɛcнσ on Sept 19, 2009 22:43:08 GMT -5
.echopaw .:;these bright lights are always blinding me...
;;darkness. long shadows and deep pools of blackness. why wasn't the world always like this? why couldn't the other clans see the truth, the honesty of the night? they hid in the sunlight. WindClan lived where there was nothing to cast shadows. the swirling shadows of RiverClan's water were hidden behind bright reflections. and ThunderClan basked in the sunlight that filtered through their trees.
;;sunlight was nothing but a false promise of happiness—a lie that Echopaw knew better than to believe. the world was a dark place, full of broken hearts and empty promises. full of anger and blood, betrayal and revenge.
and I fit right in, don't I?
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Post by A lone tear falls on Sept 19, 2009 23:08:11 GMT -5
Crowpaw stepped silently through the shadows cast from the moon's light. It was quiet and without movement, no creature stirred in the darkness. Then he saw a small movement a few fox lengths in front of him. Sniffing the air he picked up the scent of another cat. He moved swiftly until he was directly behind her where he stood silently as he waited for her to notice.
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Post by .ɛcнσ on Sept 19, 2009 23:22:47 GMT -5
.echopaw .:;a world that sends you reeling from decimated dreams... ;;all was silent.
but now, what's that?
;;faint pawsteps in the darkness. Echopaw could barely hear them. the fur on her back and neck stood up in a prickly ridge, and her ears flicked back. she stood silently for a moment.
;;then, slowly, she turned around. gray eyes glinted in the darkness as she glared at Crowpaw. Echopaw forced the fur on her back to lie flat, twisting around to smooth it with a few fleeting licks. "Hello, Crowpaw."
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Post by A lone tear falls on Sept 19, 2009 23:35:14 GMT -5
Crowpaw couldn't help but smile at her anger. "Greetings Echopaw, its a nice night." He also couldn't help but notice that she a rather pretty young cat. "So what are you doing out here alone?"
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Post by .ɛcнσ on Sept 19, 2009 23:41:43 GMT -5
.:;'cause I can't ever sleep at night the same... ;;Echopaw narrowed her eyes. Crowpaw seemed... amused.
what's so funny?
;;"Yeah," she muttered. "It is." Instead of answering his question, she flattened her ears and shot back "Why are you out alone?" Her hackles were raising again, and she sat down, clenching her jaws together and trying to force herself to relax.
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Post by A lone tear falls on Sept 24, 2009 9:42:37 GMT -5
[ooc- sorry I've been really busy with band.]
Crowpaw took her anger with somewhat good spirits, at least he didn't provoke her anymore. "I couldn't sleep so I decided to go hunting, but then I found you."
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Post by .ɛcнσ on Sept 24, 2009 19:46:32 GMT -5
.:;We're all a bunch of liars tell me baby, who do you wanna be? ;;The tip of Echopaw's tail flicked back and forth slowly. He was so calm. It irritated her. "Hunting? At midnight?" She laughed shortly, her fur finally starting to lie flat. "Didn't know we were allowed to do that."
Not that I care.
;;She stared at him for a moment, studying his dark blue-gray form carefully. Her eyes darted away as soon as they met his--they unsettled her, for some reason. The tip of her tail twitched faster.
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Post by A lone tear falls on Sept 28, 2009 9:27:58 GMT -5
Crowpaw laughed softly as he watched her tail, its constant twitching back and forth amused him. "Its more usefull then lying awake doing nothing isn't it? I've answered your question, would you be so kind as to answer mine. What are you doing out here?"
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Post by .ɛcнσ on Sept 28, 2009 16:23:38 GMT -5
.:;And the riot squad they’re restless They need somewhere to go ;;Echopaw lashed her tail, irritated by his laughter. She twisted around to smooth the fur on her shoulder, then turned back to him. The glint in her eye could almost qualify as amusement. ”Sometimes trouble just won't come and find you,” she said. ”You have to go out and find it yourself.”
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Post by A lone tear falls on Sept 29, 2009 19:58:47 GMT -5
Crowpaw managed to stifle another laugh at her irritation. "Trouble huh?" His voice was calm and nonchalant. "You know, trouble can come in any form, for example. I could easily be the trouble your looking for or trouble could be something like a forbidden love, leaving you dancing on the edge of danger all the time. So what kind of trouble are you looking for?"
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Post by .ɛcнσ on Oct 1, 2009 19:30:43 GMT -5
.:;So darken your clothes or strike a violent pose Maybe they'll leave you alone, but not me ;;she laughed out loud at that. "Forbidden love?" Gray eyes stared incredulously at Crowpaw. "Now, Crowpaw, do I really look like the type who'd go out looking for love?" She had to admit, the way he described it, it sounded tempting.
"leaving you dancing on the edge of danger all the time."
;;that sounded delightful, but it wasn't what Echopaw was looking for. No, she was more in the mood for violence. Fire. Destruction. Anything to reflect the darkness of the world. Maybe, though... Maybe "forbidden love" would be the closest to that reflection. After all, people shatter each other with love all the time.
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Post by A lone tear falls on Oct 1, 2009 19:34:55 GMT -5
Crowpaw's voice turned quiet with his next words. "Everyone has their secrets."
[sorry for the crappy post]
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Post by .ɛcнσ on Oct 1, 2009 19:48:44 GMT -5
.:;Die, die, die my darling, Don't utter a single word. Die, die, die my darling, Just shut your pretty mouth... ;;"Everyone has secrets," she agreed. "and some secrets are never meant to be told." She fell silent then, refusing to speak again. She couldn't let anyone see how she longed for affection. Longed to know that someone cared about her. She'd been building walls up around the unwanted emotions since she was a kit, burying them behind ambition and determination. She couldn't afford to let them fall now.
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Post by A lone tear falls on Oct 1, 2009 19:55:09 GMT -5
Crowpaw turned his head to lick the fur on his back. He refused to show this pretty she-cat his hidden feelings for her. She wouldn't want them so he would try to save himself the hurt that would come out of it in the end. [Random burst of muse.]
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Post by .ɛcнσ on Oct 1, 2009 20:24:14 GMT -5
.:;And I've always lived like this, Keeping a comfortable distance. And up until now, I had sworn to myself that I'm content With loneliness. ;;she stared at him as he turned his head away. Watched the smooth motions his dark blue-gray form made. She wanted him to turn around so she could see into the depths of his blue eyes. But that would mean letting him see into hers. Letting him see past her crumbling defenses. She couldn't do that. So she turned her head away, stared into the shadows, silently building her walls back up.
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