death we do part *

[DOKOTA *]

a r y a

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THE SUN SHONE HIGH IN THE MORNING SKY

The sun was a beautiful thing, it was also a warm thing as well. It shone down upon the land and lit everything up. It made the scene in which anyone was standing even more beautiful than nature had already made it. The weather had been nice recently, and many cats probably appreciated that. Today, only one or two white fluffy clouds curled around in the sky. The breeze was a gentle one, not exactly something that could cool you down though. That was why this cat was looking for some kind of drink, or just anything cold. The heat was nearly reaching the unbearable stage, and shade was currently hard to find in this apparent barren land. The only thing around the cat was grass, long, lush blades of it that rose up to her fluffy black head. It really didn't help, her long thick black coat. As lovely as the sun was, it just didn't help when there was no breeze around to cool beings down.

THE CREATURE STILL ADVANCED

She was nearing her destination, and would hopefully be right on time. The name of the cat was Arya, a rather unusual name and something not like those than others in clans around her tended to hold. This cat knew this. Her name didn't end with star, or paw, or anything that represented the warriors. This black tabby cross knew all this far too well, she also knew that others judged her for this. At least being partly dead meant she stayed away from the real world. Arya had isolated herself from most other beings, be them dead like her or alive. Her past had caused her to become like this, her trust was something that had to be earned in time - and would only be given to those that she believed would never betray her. Something had happened to her in the past, something that had now scared her forever. All she wished for now was that nothing like that would ever happen to her again. She wanted her death to be a relatively peaceful one, even though it felt as if she was still alive.

SMELLS SURROUNDED HER

It was scents that she somewhat recognized, or at least she recognized them in an odd way. She had never really smelt them before, but something inside of her recognized that smell, it told her that this was exactly where she was supposed to be. Where she was supposed to wait. Arya's large amber eyes peered around her, trying to make she she was not caught off guard by any other cats that could be approaching her. She hoped she wouldn't appear to shy around them. For this was a clan, a clan in which she belonged. It was the islandclan, one which she knew in her heart she belonged to. She just had to get the leader to take her, hopefully convince the cat who ruled this clan that she was more of who she had been born being than the creature she had become after the betrayal in her past had occurred. She knew that she could never get anyone to understand her past, for really what had happened to here was her own fault. But the current path she had to take was clear. After all she had been through, maybe it was time to actually do something that would make a difference - and hopefully one for the better. Being with others at least like her, would maybe help her at least shed a few of her past fears. She had to at least try to become a member of the islandclan.

FATE INTENDED IT TO HAPPEN

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COUNT 625
TAGGED evelyn
PUPPET arya
MUSE good
CHAT testing my new layout c=

[evelyn ?]

before the storm.

tigerstar stood in his den. his green eyes watching the reeds sway. the rumbling thunder piercing the silence. tigerstar looked to where some kits were wrestling. he watched their strength and laughed under his breath. letting his haunches settle on the ground he wrapped his tail around his paws. a young she-cat began to approach him, she smiled and greeted him with a meow. tigerstar turned his head from the ground and let out a rumbling purr which was lost in the thunder, turning his head to the thunders calling he waited for a second then lay down, he felt the rain coming and the she-cat whos name was Tallfur sat down beside him and began to share tounges with him. tigerstar turned to her and began to lick her neck he felt her purr, her stomach rising and falling. tigerstar heard the drumming of the rain. he smiled to himself them turned back to the female, he lept up as he saw the sight of her. she was bleeding from her neck, Brokenfur stood smirking at him, growling tigerstar took a swipe then he felt a heavy weight on him, it was brakenturf, his one best friend. tigerstar looked back at brokenfur and felt himself drift away, the look of brokenfurs face as he drifted away.

why do i have to feel so awake?!

tigerstar awoke with a jolt, he was sweaty and scared of what was to come of his life. he had died like that but not the same. would brokenfur find him in his home? is clan? laughing to himself the feeling of being dead came back to him and he realised that he was dead and could still make contact with everything around him, he could kill but not be killed! looking through the reeds of the small island he flickered his ears at the sound of the water, the river trickling past. tigerstar wondered what his dream meant! maybe it was the thunder which made the two murders entrance covered. he was hstill haunted by his friends death, the beautiful female. getting up he desided to go for a long hunt. he walked out of his clan, slipping into the water he began to swim, the prey - pile was quite low since he was the only one to hunt. tigerstar immediatly caught the sent of a rabbit nearby, he licked his lips and slipped into the undergrowth where he heard it scuffle around in the bushes. leaping forward he knocked the rabbit with one paw and sent it scralling across the floor. one quick bite to the neck finished its life. he thanked star-clan for the plentyness of food. dragging the rabbit back to his clan he lept from the ground to the island and threw the rabbit onto the pile and then stealthy went to the river and saw a fish swimming too close to him. tigerstar drived his head through the lapping water and grabbed the fish. putting the dead fish on the pile he decided to sit for a while. growling to himself as he felt so alone.

who the hell do you think you are?

opening his mouth he smelled a sent, a female? he didn't know. he wondered to the boulder where he sat to call meetings. sitting on top he waited for the cat, she came in and sat down. tigerstar growled and bared his teeth.

"forestclan or iceclan spy! state why you are here!" he couldn't bring himself to think that this cat might want to join his clan, he doubted it. growling under his breath. he liked her but he saw she must of had a hard past. he sat down, allow his hackles to settle and he allowed her to speak![/blockquote][/blockquote][/size]

[DOKOTA *]

a r y a

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A BLACK TAIL TWITCHED FROM SIDE TO SIDE

The medium sized female continued on her travels, her eyes bright and searching. The heat was certainly getting to the creature, and now instead of searching for company her eyes looked out for any sign of water. The cool water would be greeted, that was if she could find it. Arya continued along the way she was headed, her pace quickening as she traveled further and further. As her tongue grew even dryer, the sound of water thankfully filled the cats fluffy black ears. Arya rushed to the sound, as she bounded through the long grass, her legs springing here body up in the hopes of reaching the liquid sooner. The black cat immediately stopped as she reached the edge of a winding river, her body nearly falling into the cool water as her paws barely balanced on the edge of the earth. Arya's head dipped down in one smooth movement, her healthy pink tongue sticking out between several sharp white teeth. She eagerly lapped up the liquid, enjoying the refreshing feeling as the water trickled down her throat. Arya sighed, however refreshing it was to take a drink while trying to scape the heat it would never be the same as before.

THERE WAS ONE BIG DIFFERENCE

Indeed, things had changed. Now, currently she was living her life as a ghost, no matter how alive she currently felt she could never kid herself. She was dead. The only life she could live now was that of a ghost cat - and she could only find comfort in the fact that there was others like her out there. She was part of the undead now. Arya had made one big mistake in her life, one that now she would probably regret forever. She now knew to listen to others, to maybe think about what they told her. For of Arya had only listened to her parents all those moons ago, she would still be alive today. Not listening to them, had in some way, lost Arya her life. The cat sat herself down, thinking as she did so about all the mistakes in her past. Being a ghost was in some way, like being given a new shot at life. The only problem with it was that you still had those painful memories from the past with you, and no one familiar to guide you and help you get over it. Arya found that now, she missed her family more than ever before.

THOUGH ARYA HAD TO MOVE ON

The black cat rose from her sitting position, and once again set off through the large island that belonged to the clan she was more than willing to join. The scent of the male leader was everywhere, the only problem was because off all the recently scented spots on the island to show that this was a cats territory, Arya was not sure where the leader lay. So she continued to slip through the undergrowth, her tail batting the long strands of grass that tried to stop her body from moving forward. They were more like ropes or wires than strands of grass, Arya observed. Still she didn't have too much trouble creating a path through all this. Soon, the cat came across a more open area, one that looked like it should be filled with the bodies of cats relaxing in the midday sun. Arya frowned at the area, it's emptiness confused her but hope lay with in that confusion. The female hoped that maybe the islandclan was near here at least, then she could finally find them and request to become a member. Having a home was certainly much more appealing than wandering through the wilderness on her own.

BUT ARYA WOULD NOT HAVE TO WAIT LONG

As the cat entered the open area, her large amber eyes peered around. It was true that the island was a beautiful place when shown in all this sunlight. Arya was amazed by this open area and intrigued as to what other beautiful places the clan she wished to belong to ventured to. Her thoughts continued along this track until her eyes hit the figure of another being. The creature was sat upon a boulder, staring straight at her. Arya froze, one paw suspended in the air as she stopped in mid walk. The creatures hostility didn't do any better for Arya's nerves. As he bared his teeth the females ears flattened as fear filled her inside. Had she come to the right place? There really was no way of knowing the answer to that unless she talked to the cat who had been so rude to her. But she did not need to utter the first words, for the other cat threw sentences at her first. "... Neither." Arya replied in a weak voice, her heart pounding against her chest. "I venture through these lands in search of the islandclan, as I am no spy." The cat looked at the stranger with wide eyes, waiting for his verdict. She had no idea who exactly she was facing.

SHE WOULD REALIZE SOON HOWEVER

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COUNT 862
TAGGED evelyn
PUPPET arya
MUSE excellent
CHAT sorry for the wait, but i've been busy

[evelyn ?]

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after the spitting.

tigerstar starred at the she-cat, she was beautiful he must admit. her piercing eyes were like a dagger swiftly cutting through, it was a horrible feeling for him as he knew. her fur and pelt were smooth and lay flat, not like his, tigerstar began to groom himself quickly, his neck fur stood on end as he sat. if she was here to join his clan he wouldn't certainly let her in, but he knew his daughter might object to her and him if they did fall in love, lowering his eyes to normal level. right now he felt alone, his daughter was out somewhere and later on he would be forced to find her. the sun was out and the grass was damp around the den, tigerstar thought it was pretty. he remembered the thought of it all burned away like his past clan, he was woken and he got up, he smelt smoke and got everyone else out, including BrokenFur who was at that moment towering over the leader, ready to murder him when he awoke, Brokenfur pretended to hurry the leader out, pretending but tigerstar knew what lay behind his mask, that was why he was murdered brutally! tigerstar didn’t believe that he wished to go back, he was proud of guarding his leader for starclan. He remembered coming back, he remember walking across a wall, a two-legged one, but it was of stars, somehow he lept from the stars onto a big tree and slipped and when he woke he was dead, he tried talking to other cats, but them went straight through him. Eventually he clawed out knowing it wouldn’t do anything, he felt something solid and the cat turned to him it tried to scratch his eyes out, he saw….it was brokenfurs son, he knew him from a kit….

once I killed you, now I shall do it again!

tigerstar remember he grabbed the kits throat, the kit clawed at him, terror in its eyes, a kit wasn’t the same as its father, it wouldn’t be the same tretorous kit that his father was, or is. tigerstar saw the glint of brokenfurs pelt through the trees. tigerstar attacked him, killed him with cold blood, he knew that he shouldn’t have but he had to, it was the best for every clan in the forest! Tigerstar brought himself back to earth, looking at the young cat before him, she wanted to join his clan? Tigerstar stared once again and raised an eye and smiled and bowed his head in greeting showing that he was deeply sorry for the convince. Turning his cranium towards his den and back he jumped down from the rock and went towards the female, taking cautious steps. His ears flickering from side to side, checking around him, he smelt fear one her and he smiled, a chuckle ripped through his lungs. .

"well, I am deeply sorry…er…yes, well, you are very pretty may I say. If you are joining then you and I will need to pay respect to starclan, but luckily we don’t need to! Feel free to go hunting, my daughter is Maiken she will be home…soon, I shall happily speak with you for a few hours until she arrives, then I need to gather a hunting patrol. Care to go?" as you might have guessed his mood was already changing from mean to kind as he did fancy her a lot! [/blockquote][/blockquote][/size]