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Post by [~]*Steel Moon*[~] on Jul 16, 2007 23:30:25 GMT -5
Sharpclaw waited in the Warrior den for Blazzingblood to come and rest. He wasn't here to tell Blazzingblood how much he hated him, but to tell him some stuff.
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Post by swifttail on Jul 16, 2007 23:43:55 GMT -5
Blazzingblood came into the warriors' den, and went to the far cornner, the darkest corrner, and bunched up some mossand sat down. The Clan cats had gone, and he went strait to the den. He was sore, and tired. Both from wounds, and guilt.
Blazzingblood wirled arround twice, and layed down. He closed his eyes and slowly drifted off to sleep. He was in the same place where he killed Sharpclaw, but there was no blood, and no body. It had seemingly disappered. Or, haden't happened. He crouch a couple feet away, then he saw himself comeing through the thorn wall, and to the clearing... With Sharpclaw on his back.
I am watching the battle! He thought astonished. Blazzingblood watched the secuence of events unfold infront of him. Blazzingbloods jaw gaped open as he watched his own vishus acts, eshpeshely the last.
Blazzingblood felt ill as he watched himself kill off the helpless cat. The brutality... was that... me? The scean faded, and he was in a misty forest.... And there sharpclaw was infront of him "Sh-Sharpclaw?" Blazzingblood stuttered wide eyed.
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Post by [~]*Steel Moon*[~] on Jul 17, 2007 10:52:28 GMT -5
Sharpclaw turned his head toward a bush. A fire started with what seened to be the two toms in the fire. They weren't fighting, just siting, sharing tounges. The fire faded and Sharpclaw looked at the to am whispered, "You're different from the other cats here, you have guilt. I'll be watching you, and if you need any thing... you know where to look..." Sharpclaw turned around and padded away.
TO: a post i will make soon!
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Post by swifttail on Jul 17, 2007 20:22:57 GMT -5
With the omen, and the few words of the fallen cat, he aroused from his sleep. Blazzingblood murrmered to himself, "I also belive in StarClan." No one was in the den, supriseingly. It was just him, and the empty beds of moss.
Blazzingblood padded out to the clearing, where cats were busy at work. "I need to wash these blood stains from my fur..." Blazzingblood wispered to himself. He brought his paw up to his nose, and breathed the fowl scent in. It still smelt of comtemtment, it still smelt of Sharpclaw...
To: Washing out the guilt
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Post by [~]*Steel Moon*[~] on Jul 17, 2007 20:37:44 GMT -5
To: umm.... a post i still have to make
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Post by swifttail on Jul 17, 2007 21:03:47 GMT -5
To:Well HURRY UP! =D
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