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Post by ☀ Oliveheart ☀ on Dec 17, 2016 1:58:43 GMT
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Foxshade woke up the morning after the gathering in his clan's camp. He remembered how that bratty she-cat Oliveheart had been named deputy of RavineClan. 'Perfect,' he had thought. 'With someone as gullible and as aloof as her, RavineClan will fall easily after Ravinestar dies.'
He got up, stretched, and padded into the clearing that was surrounded by the Obsidian Wall. His clan's camp was very well protected and that made him glad.
He saw a few cats in ObsidianClan fighting over a scrap of hare. Finally one of the cats gave up and let the other have it, and Foxshade bared his fangs, rushing up on him. He raked his claws over the weak tom's muzzle, drawing blood. "How dare you give up so easily? This food will nourish you and you are mouse-hearted enough to just let it go?" he snarled.
He had a feeling Onyxstar would approve of him punishing the weaklings among the clan, for they would only hold the rest of the clan back.
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Post by Deleted on Dec 17, 2016 13:55:38 GMT
Inksplash watched from his den as two cats fought over a scrap of meat. He had scrap of rabbit in his den left over from his hunt the day before. He had shared it with his clan but had gotten a large piece of it. And since Leaf-bare was drawing closer he forced himself to preserve is food and try to make it last longer. He was glad he had for he would want the meat later after he was done with hunting or patrolling. He rubbed himself against the entrance to the den warning all that this was his den and any who entered without his permission besides the leader or deputy would pay. He was loyal to his clan yes he was. But he wouldn't put up with someone stealing from him when had worked hard to hunt for his clan yesterday and worked hard to keep it safe everyday.
He watched as Foxshade darted out and striked at the cat that had given up the fight. How pathetic, if the cat couldn't fight to feed himself then there was no way it would fight to protect his clan. He leaped down from and scrambled down until he reached the toms and hissed and the weaker one. "Foxshade, this cat how do we know he'll fight for the clan if he won't even fight for himself?" He circled the cat his teeth and claws flashing in the rising light of the sun. Cold hearts brew colder songs template by Sammy @ Adox 2.0 |
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Post by ☀ Oliveheart ☀ on Dec 21, 2016 4:25:09 GMT
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Foxshade's fur bristled at the realization of Inksplash's words.
This cat, whose name he remembered was Littlepaw, cowered in fear at the deputy and the warrior. "I would fight just as hard as anyone here!" the tom argued, somewhat shakily. The cat that Littlepaw had given up the prey to high tailed it away, disappearing into the warrior's den to eat.
Foxshade growled. "We are ObsidianClan cats, we carry ourselves with strength and honor." He paused for a moment, debating whether to let this cat off with a harsh warning or whether he should punish him and teach him a lesson... a lesson that if he remained a weakling, he would not survive the coming leaf-bare, for he was sure ObsidianClan would not share prey with a cat who could not even defend one piece for himself against a clan mate.
The deputy of ObsidianClan turned to Inksplash. "What shall we do with him, Inksplash? Any thoughts?" he asked.
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Post by Deleted on Dec 21, 2016 11:17:46 GMT
Inksplash padded closer to the apprentice, normally he would take it easier on apprentices then warriors but he wanted to make sure that Littlepaw would fight for his clan. And since he gave up so easily on fighting for his food he wasn't sure that he wouldn't just give up and flee at the face of danger as well. "Would you now? Are you sure? Well you need to prove that little one, and your not going to do that by not even trying to fight for yourself. No one here is going to fight for you, no one here will feed you when you can't feed yourself." He circled the apprentice as he spoke never taking his eyes off of the apprentice. Maybe he should take him on as his apprentice since obviously his mentor isn't doing the job.
At Foxshade's growl he smiled and nodded his head, "so very true Foxshade." He stopped circling the apprentice and sat down giving his chest a quick lick. He could tell the deputy was thinking deeply so he waited to see what he would do or say next. When he asked him what Inksplash thought they should do he smiled and stood back up. "I think he needs a new mentor, one that won't coddle him like his mentor seems to be doing right now. He needs someone that will teach him just how hard life is and how hard that he must become if he wishes to survive." Once more he was circling the apprentice. "I believe we should talk to Onyxstar about transferring his training to me for the rest of his apprenticeship." Cold hearts brew colder songs template by Sammy @ Adox 2.0 |
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Post by ☀ Oliveheart ☀ on Dec 27, 2016 16:32:13 GMT
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Foxshade growled. "I agree, Inksplash, he needs a new mentor, because his current one... Parakeetchirp... is not doing his job with him. I will bring this up to the leader."
Turning to Littlepaw he snapped at him. "As for you, go on and do your hunting duties!" he claws at him to get going.
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Foxshade was in a wooded area of the territory. It wasn't too foresty, just a few trees scattered about but just enough to create a forest-like shade where he was. He himself was hunting for prey alone with Inksplash when he found a scent trail that reminded him of an issue.
Littlepaw. He smelled him nearby and wondered if his new mentor was paying off, and hoping the apprentice had learned his lesson. From what Foxshade could tell, his new mentor was a great warrior and fierce as all of StarClan. Littlepaw had no excuse to be a useless coward now.
He followed the scent and saw the young cat, watching him through the bushes. What... was he doing? Foxshade's tail bristled and he let out a quiet, infuriated snarl at what he saw.
The apprentice was toying with a field mouse, and then just purposely let it go, as if he had felt sorry for it. He had had prey beneath his paws, he could have easily killed it for himself but he had wasted it. The clan could have eaten, kits could have been nourished from it. What was this mouse-brain doing...?
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Post by Deleted on Jan 4, 2017 23:02:41 GMT
Inksplash had been training his new apprentice hard, harder than he normally would because he wanted to make sure that this time Littlepaw would have no excuse if he messed up again. During training sessions, he had noticed that he would go soft on the other apprentices. No matter how much he yelled at him he just wasn't good at fighting. And when it came to hunting he did worse than any other apprentice. He was beginning to get fed up with Littlepaw. He was starting to think that Obsidianclan would be better off without him.
That morning he had sent Littlepaw out hunting then had gone on a hunting patrol himself with Foxshade. He respected him, and yes he had been upset when he hadn't been chosen but he knew Onyxstar had chosen wisely for he was a strong and loyal cat like himself.
As they traveled through the woods in search of prey they began to scent his apprentice. They followed the trail so they could watch him. But what he saw infuriated Inksplash. His chest began to rumble as darted after the mouse and quickly killed it before it could get away. Then turning to face his apprentice he swiped his paw across his face leaving a deep cut running across his muzzle. He hissed baring his fangs, and in a low and deadly voice filled with rage he spoke. "What. Do. You. Think. You. Are. Doing?" Each word was punctuated. "Each mouse is precious, no matter how small the prey it can fill the belly of the smallest kit or the oldest elder. By letting it go you have betrayed our clan. You don't deserve to be a member of Obsidianclan." Inksplash turned to look at Foxshade looking for permission to do what he believed was necessary to protect his clan and keep it safe.
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Post by ☀ Oliveheart ☀ on Jan 6, 2017 0:26:32 GMT
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Foxshade was infuriated by the apprentice and jumped out of the bushes, and slashed his ears after Inksplash had done his damage. "You have no excuse to be weak, Littlepaw," he snarled.
Inksplash looked at him as if he was asking permission to do what needed to be done, and Foxshade knew what that was. "Inksplash, do what you feel is necessary, you get to taste blood first on this weakling, I'll get to him after you," he said, unsheathing his claws and his eyes going wild in enthrallment... his fangs ached for blood.
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