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Post by ~Spring~ on Feb 12, 2010 14:17:47 GMT -5
Well, what did I expect? Did I really think that they would let me back in the clan?
It was morning. The soft light filtered through the roof on an abandoned shack near the Twoleg farm, and there was was a cease in the seemingly continuous snowfall. A cat stirred, her ragged fur casting an uneven shadow in the ground as she stepped outside.
It had been one of those sleeps that seemed to be dreamless and seemed to pass in a instant for Forestsong. It was a welcome change at the time, considering how she had been dreaming of that day when she was exiled more and more often. She purposely thought about that time the least she possibly could, but those memories had been returning more and more often recently.
Forestsong still clung to some of her happier memories, as they were the only thing she had left of her time in ShadowClan. After letting out a quiet sigh, she stretched, and then cringed a little. Forestsong had some wounds from her recent fight with Shadeclaw, and a brief spark of anger emerged in her eyes.
I should probably start hunting soon. She thought as she began to wander around the farm, searching for prey. Forestsong wished more than anything that she could be back in ShadowClan right now, but she knew that her wishes were unreachable at the moment. [/size][/font]
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Post by padamay on Feb 12, 2010 14:31:17 GMT -5
Milkpoppy walked into the Twoleg barn. When the smell hit her, she stood stiffed legged by the doorway. She smelled Shadowclan. Fear shot through, as she looked at the cats pelt, Forestsong. "Hello?" she said and hoped her long behind shadowclamn smell was left behind. She stayed in the shadows, trying her best to hide her pelt.
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Post by ~Spring~ on Feb 13, 2010 13:22:38 GMT -5
A rather familiar smell hit Forestsong, but she didn't recognize it at once. The smell reminded her of ShadowClan, and she growled a bit. What, have they come to run me out of the Twoleg farm as well? She thought, her eyes filled with a mixture of sadness and anger. "Look, if you're a ShadowClan cat that came to attack me, I have had enough of fighting for a while." There was something oddly familiar about this cat, but Forestsong couldn't remember.
She fluffed out her fur, and approached the cat with caution. Wait... Is that... Milkpoppy? Forestsong's eyes were wide. "Milkpoppy! Is that you?" She stayed where she was, but her claws were still unsheathed in case it was another cat. [/size][/blockquote]
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Post by padamay on Feb 14, 2010 17:38:04 GMT -5
Since Forestsong already knew it was her, she stepped out of the shadows. Her body was tensed lightly. Ready to bolt if needed or fight. Milkpoppy had not really known Forestsong, but why would she be kicked out. Was she even kicked out, or on a misson to kill her? Milkpoppy knew that there were cats that wanted to kill her, such as Crowstars kits and some others. She smiled when she remembered the kits that had been born while she was there, Dreamkit and Seedkit were amoung the many. She looked at Forestsong and shyly asked "Hows Shadowclan?" she mewed and waited. At least Shadowclan didn't know she had kits that were now living in Riverclan.
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Post by ~Spring~ on Feb 14, 2010 23:00:12 GMT -5
"You probably shouldn't ask me how ShadowClan is. I've been exiled..." Her voice trailed off, and the anger returned to her eyes. "But I was back at the ShadowClan border the other day, and I ran into Leaftail, Shadeclaw, and Silentstar. It didn't turn out well for me." Forestsong glanced down at the scars on her side. "I wont bother you with the details right now." The she-cat stretched, and let out a yawn. She tried her best to hide her anger and her desperation to return to ShadowClan. Yet, now matter how hard she tried, there was almost always that intense anger in her eyes that seemed to tell her story of when she was exiled. It wasn't a feeling that would suddenly go away for Forestsong. She had a feeling that that anger would be with her for a while, covering her life in a seemingly never-ending darkness.
"So, how are you?" Forestsong said, trying her best to stay calm and maybe take her mind off of her anger for a moment. [/size][/blockquote]
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Post by padamay on Feb 14, 2010 23:25:53 GMT -5
Milkpoppy caught some of the anger that was shooting across Forestsongs eyes. She had felt some of the same. "I've had better." she mewed and flicked her tail across the ground. "I camp across a tom and had kits." she mewed and her eyes clouded with sadness as she remembered what she was giving up for her beloved kits. She hadn't seen her mate, Riddle for a while and was strangely okay with him not by her side. She shyly looked at Forestsong and said "I hope you know, That I didn't kill Crowstar. He ran across the thunderpath and was hit by a mounster. Silentstar finshed hin off." she rushed the words out.
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Post by ~Spring~ on Feb 15, 2010 12:54:18 GMT -5
"I've also been better. I'm sick of living on my own." Forestsong said, her tone certainly not lacking hardness and anger. "I never thought that you actually killed Crowstar." She stretched again, and her wounds still stung a little.
"It's been a while since I was exiled from ShadowClan. They thought I killed an apprentice. But one day, I will return again, and somehow I will prove my innocence. I just hope that they will believe me." Forestsong said, again reminded of her desperation to return to ShadowClan. Maybe there was another reason she wanted to return? No, she simply missed her clan. The only place she ever felt at home was back at ShadowClan. Her wounds were a reminder of her exile, a reminder that she would remember for quite a while. [/size][/blockquote]
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Post by padamay on Feb 15, 2010 13:11:37 GMT -5
"I'm so sorry." she mewed and her anger spiked at the thought of Silentstar. "I'm every coming back until Silentstar is gone." she mewed and shyly mewed "If I even can be welcomed back." She started to cry. "I miss the clan too. It was my home, yet I hope starclan will welcome me back." she stoped crying when she finished talking. She sat down and wrapped her tail around her paws neatly. "Have you had kits yet?" she asked.
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