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Post by *{ william on Dec 31, 2009 18:51:59 GMT -5
* [/color] how could you be so ,[/color][/center] raven and rayne ( [/color] SO HEARTLESS )[/color][/font] -----[/b][/center] raven stared at his other half in the shallow puddle. "but rayne," he began, clicking his tongue in a stuck up kind of way. he was renknowned for such factors after all. raven was very vain while rayne was sweet and kind. funny how such things met. how they hecame one in the body of raven. the small feeble toms raven ebony fur shone in the moonlight as he stared down at his reflection.
bu tthan, it was more than a reflection wasn't it? it was him, it was rayne. it was his other personality. the strange tom frowned to himself, or more, rayne frowned to himself. "raven, dear raven, my love," the voice of hope for young raven echoed in his head. "you really must. don't argue with me." perhaps it was love that made raven bite his tongue, or perhaps it was wisdom. after all, rayne was known to become violent at times.
raven let a small sigh escape between barely parted lips. his body trembled as a cold wind shook the night sky, pulling clouds on puppet strings behind it. rayne ran his coarse tongue over his lips, thinking carefully about what he would say to the boy. "raven, you must remain in this clan, it's the only way for you to be happy. and i want you to be happy, more than anything." raven smiled at his reflection, the voice in his head continuing to talk, comfort him out of his death wish.
"oh, but rayne," he murmured, "i am arrogant, i am vain, and i am made of sin," he confessed. he, after all, at times wanted rayne gone. there had been times where the other cat had left, or rather, raven had banished him from his mind. raven had found himself alone, and empty, a feeling of lost had gripped his heart with an iron fist until at last he called rayne back.
rayne smiled and nodded behind raven, "who is it that approaches us love? do tell me please." raven turned his head slowly, threateningly, wonderring who had dared interrupt his confession day. after all, puddles only came once in a while, and when they didn't rayne would simply posses the small character. "hello?" raven asked, his voice curt and cold.
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Post by Y u k i on Jan 1, 2010 16:50:20 GMT -5
` ` Lost Lost lay on his back, staring at the grey sky above, totally lost in thought. His grey eyes seemed to match the sky above, filled with clouds and a sense of despair. He tilted his head, vision absorbed by the brilliant display above. With a heavy sigh he rolled onto his stomach his gaze flitting to the ground. Not quite as interesting to him as the sky was. He kneaded his claws into the grass trying to banish the deep thoughts that seemed to constantly plague him.
Of course this was to no avail, the confusion clouded his senses and consumed his mind. He rose to his paws stretching his body on the way up. His small dark body was easily hidden in the dreary forest. Tree branches hung above him, obstructing his view of the sky. He turned his ears alert for the sounds of that very same forest.
He had came to the edge of the swamp hoping to find some ray of hidden knowledge. When he had joined the coven nearly a moon ago, it was because he didn’t know what other options were available to him. Though he felt accepted as a coven member now, he was still confused as to why he had been lost. Trying to find the answers to questions that even he didn’t know. It was a hopeless ambition and brought him nothing but sorrow.
Padding away from the spot where he had lain, the grass imprinted with the shape of his tiny body, his tail swished back and forth in the empty air. He heading toward the swamp, not even thinking about what he might find there.
As his paws moved in an endless yet syncopated rhythm avoiding wicked plants and tricksy sinkholes, he began to make out the mews of what he assumed must be another cat. His ears perked up, attempting to determine what it was saying. He followed his ears, toward the soft whispery voice.
Arriving in a semi-clearing with a small puddle in the middle, Lost blinked at the tom is confusion. “hello” he mewed tentatively, his voice a small whisper barely audible [/color][/blockquote]
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Post by *{ william on Jan 1, 2010 17:16:24 GMT -5
* [/color] how could you be so ,[/color][/center] raven and rayne ( [/color] SO HEARTLESS )[/color][/font] -----[/b][/center] raven looked at the young cat, a smile creeping over his once solmn features. "hello," he responded, glancing back at the puddle. his raven coloured fur reflected in a thousand shards of perfection were shatterred as rayne hid deep beneath the water. much the raven's dismay, the other had no intention of staying around to meet the new cat.
"i'm raven," and rayne, there was that empty sigh of a voice in his head, the one that told him to do things...things he didn't want to do. tell him my name raven, raven shook his head sharply, trying desperately to dismiss the voice. was it really rayne? or was it something else? something more. oh sweet insanity. sweet, sweet, insanity. don't disobey me raven, a sad smile passed over raven's face as he ignored rayne.
"who are you?" he asked. lost was around the same size as raven, and rayne, though; much younger. lost looked barely more than apprentice age, if that. "and where do you come from?" raven had heard rumours of clans and coven's nearby but had never had the time or energy to explore them himself.
as mentioned before it was a slightly windy night, the occasional breaths of air had ceased to a small sigh as rayne dissolved. maybe if i just keep talking... No! You can never be rid of me, you need me raven, dear raven. oh how it troubled him to have voices in his head. voices that made him want to claw his eyes out.
than again, what would that do but serve to leave him in a world of darkness and emptiness. alone. with him. sure, raven had nothing against rayne, minus the small amount of jealousy and hate, but still. it wasn't right, mentally, to have a voice in his head. and he knew that.
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Post by Y u k i on Jan 1, 2010 18:04:41 GMT -5
` ` Lost He walked closer trying to get a better look at the black tom. His pelt the same endless black as Lost’s. He wasn’t scared or apprehensive anymore, just curious. Sharp eyes noticed that Raven seemed a little uncomfortable, fighting some inner struggle perhaps. not unlike me. he
mused settling back down on his haunches.
Lost tilted his head questioningly but meowed a curt reply “ I am Lost” He said. “ I come from Coven’s Elite.” He gently flicked his ears dislodging dirt that had settled on top of them.
He stood perfectly still looking up at the tom with despair stricken eyes. “ where do you come from?” he asked suddenly curious. His tail swiped the ground sending small pieces of plants in ten million different directions. [/color][/blockquote] (( OOC: sorry it sucked ))
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Post by *{ william on Jan 2, 2010 22:09:25 GMT -5
* [/color] how could you be so ,[/color][/center] raven and rayne ( [/color] SO HEARTLESS )[/color][/font] -----[/b][/center] raven looked at him curiously, his eyes tipped slightly to the left as he thought over the strange name. covens elite, that was one of the rogue groups he had heard lived around here. in this clearing he called home. "the coven's elite?" he asked. we are here for rogueclan, kill him raven, kill him, he comes to seperate us. rayne spoke clearly, loudly, and raven looked around to make sure lost had not heard the eerie voice.
rayne cooed softly to his other half. the clan has more to offer than the coven, he murmured softly and sweetly. "But Rayne, I want to go to the coven." Raven whisperred out loud. Of course Raven was probably the strangest thing lost had ever set eyes upon.
raven had always dreamed of being part of a coven or group. the companionship he would be offerred could posibly put rayne to rest, bury him where he belonged. and at the same time the prospect frightened him. what if they took rayne from him? stripped him away from the raven coloured tom's concience.
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Post by Y u k i on Jan 4, 2010 18:06:46 GMT -5
` ` Lost “ Yes” Mewed Lost, a little distracted. His eyes were firmly trained on his feet. “ It is a group of cats made of previous loners and rogues, run by Lachance” He began to slowly circle around the clearing, not keen on staying in one position for long. “ I got . . . um . . . lost, and found them, and they took me in.” At this point it seemed he got a little guarded, taking slower more deliberate steps. He could feel the mud between his claws and didn’t particularly find the experience pleasant.
Raven was looking around in . . . confusion. But it seemed there was a evil glint in those violet green eyes. Lost managed to place more distance between him and the bigger tom, not making it obvious though. He paused when he heard him meow, narrowing his eyes, because this last comment was not directed at himself.
“ who’s Rayne?” he asked softly; circling back closer. His ears perked with curiosity. Stormy grey eyes filled with unknowing. “ And I am sure Lachance would let you join the coven, if you asked” He mewed. Giving a few licks to his chest, he actually looked back at Raven, wondering what this new behavior meant. Whatever it did mean, Lost was interested, and extremely so.
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Post by *{ william on Jan 5, 2010 17:24:43 GMT -5
OOC;; i'll reply when im feeling better.
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