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Post by Swiftstar on Mar 20, 2008 11:36:40 GMT -5
Illusion continued her trek into RiverClan territory, finally becoming exhausted and falling flat on her face about 30 feet from the RiverClan camp. She hadn't wanted to face the black and white cat, though she couldn't remember why. She knew it wasn't good to sleep but no longer knew why. She didn't know her name or age. Illusion knew nothing about herself or her past, her memories being steadily erased by the ghost panther. Then sleep took Illusion, rather against her will.......
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Post by Lonestar on Mar 20, 2008 12:08:25 GMT -5
Nettleongue had only moved out of the camp to grab some more moss for her den. She paused and was sidetracked once more by the smell of blood. Had the Windclan leader come back for some reason? No this was a different smell and the blood was everything but fresh. She padded forwards cautiously knowing the smell that had been covering the windclan leader she could find it too on this cat. The smell of those bloodclan cats. Was this Oath? She very cautiousy peered through the reeds and sighed lightly as she saw it was not indeed the long-furred black cat that Lonestar had described. It still smelt the same though. She stared at it, It didn't seem to be moving. Then a flicker of movement across from her, on the other side of the cat aught her attention and the smell of blood became strong, not fresh blood either, blood that the black pelt had been washed with time and time again. This on was surely Oath.
So it was. Oath, who knew illusion for what she was as well as the smell of Bloodclan that still lingered about her though faint. Oath the black furred killer with her oversized claws, courtesy of a dying lynx she had come across on the way here, it had apparently fallen over a waterfall, but it's blood had been sweet to the taste and its claws, a beautiful addition to her own. She purred now, a sinister sound as she movedforwards into the light yellow eyes flashing as she sat down and stared quizzically at Illusion. Why was she here? Like this? She could kill the other cat right now but Illusion had never been a threat to her, except for the fact she had been strange. She sat down in the shadows at the base of the tree, long grass almost obscuring he from vision as she pondered why the other cat was here.
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Post by Swiftstar on Mar 20, 2008 12:43:13 GMT -5
Illusion awoke to the scent of BloodClan. She felt something stir inside of her. Let me kill it.... Something purred in her mind, the voice deep and comforting. It will surely kill you. Let me remind it why it should not mess with us. Let me make it leave..... The voice coaxed further. Illusion bolted up, backing slowly away from Oath. Her purple eyes were fogged over with grey as the ghost panther tried to take control. Fog rolled from her paws as the shaking cat continued backing up. "I'm not going back!" Illusion yowled. "I'M NOT!" Then she turned and fled- and ran straight into Nettletongue. Illusion stopped and backed away from nettletongue, terrified at who these two cats were. The ghost panther backed away from Illusion conciousness, wanting to take control at a better time. The fog cleared. Illusions' lavendar eyes darted from Oath to Nettletongue Then the ghost panther lended Illusion her claws. Illusion let out a small hiss as huge panther claws suddenly dug into the ground. These were not additions. These were genuine panther claws. Illusion felt her pelt fluff out briefly before returning to normal. Laughter rang in her ears though she knew it was in her mind. She knew she had to run from Oath, knew she had to flee, but she couldn't She was too tired, too exhausted. It was all she could do to remain standing now.....
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Post by Lonestar on Mar 20, 2008 14:16:31 GMT -5
Oath purred softly yes on Illusion. "YOu always were a waste of space." SHe said looking past her to the other cat. "Normally I would just kill you both but, i don't feel like it right now. She said standing up, yellow eyes besting even the piercing glare Nettletongue was shooting her as they gleamed before she turned walking away. "Next time I will be sure to not leave you around to become such a problem."
Nettletongue watched the other cat leave, tail flicking from side to side in anger. "Starclan will never accept you. So send me there see if I care." She muttered before turning her yellow eyes to the other cat, with the ridiculously sized claws. "Strange things are afoot. Whoa re you and why are you on Riverclan territory?"
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Post by Swiftstar on Mar 20, 2008 14:28:44 GMT -5
The claws disappeared as the threat vanished. Illusion fell to her belly, tired and sore. "I don't know." Illusion meowed in answer to Nettletongues' questions. "I...I was running from other cats I don't know where I am or.... or who I am.... or where I belong. I just know I have to keep running." Illusion meowed softly, shaking from whisker to tail. "P-p-please don't kill me...." Illusion begged, her eyes shining with fear. She didn't know if she was supposed to run from Nettletongue, didn't know who the other cat had been, didn't know who the black and white cat was. She knew she was supposed to remember more than she did, was supposed to know her name. But she didn't. She didn't know her name.....and that was what bugged her the most.....
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Post by Lonestar on Mar 20, 2008 15:05:51 GMT -5
Nettletongue looked at her for a minute before speaking again. "You don't know who you are? Curious." She said falling silnt again. "Ive no intention of kiling you." She added looking at the cat and fully emerging from the reeds now, her pelt was white like the snow of winter. "Well as starclan as my witness you will join Rivercan under your name of Sleetfoot. If you accept this you will comply with the warrior code and listen to and respect me, your loyalty lies with your clan and you will not stray from this pah, lastly you will not kill any cat. Ever. Unless it is an extreme situation and your clan hangs in the balance. I will explain the rest of the warrior code later." She said hoping starclan was behind her on this, she was the highest ranking cat of riverclan at the moment. Even though she was only a medicine cat.
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Post by Swiftstar on Mar 20, 2008 16:32:22 GMT -5
The word 'Clan' triggered images of Dream and Oath. She remembered only bits and pieces, nothing of use. She now believed Nettletongue might help her remember. "Sleetfoot? Is that my name? Why can't I remember?" Illusion mewed, going off on one of her rants and forgetting her surrounding again. She sighed and shook her fur. "What's StarClan?" She asked, turning back to Nettlefoot as she medicine cats' words sank in.....
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Post by Lonestar on Mar 20, 2008 16:43:50 GMT -5
Nettletongue watched her thoughtfully. She was defiantly not a clanborn cat, but she seemed to remember nothng, so could she be made into one. "Your name? It is yours if you want it. Do you want a name? Want to exist?" She said sitting down beside the white cat, getting ready to have to explain everything about clans an other things to her. "Starclan is where al clan cats end up. Starclan is where you go after you die. The mighty warriors of past ages shine in the sky at night, their silvery pelts illuminated by Starlight. Have you never Seen starclan?"
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Post by Swiftstar on Mar 20, 2008 20:48:41 GMT -5
Illusion blinked. "I don't.... think I ever have...." Illusion mewed softly. "And I would like a name. I would like that name." Illusion said softly. "I remember.... pictures. Some things. I remember that I'm running from something. I remember that... that the black cat was one of the ones I'm running from. I know I wake up in strange places without remembering anything. I remember something about a Storm..... and a Illusion. I don't know what's what and I don't know where I am or how I got here or.... or anything." Illusion confessed.....
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Post by Lonestar on Mar 20, 2008 20:56:39 GMT -5
"Well perhaps its best you forget everything so you can start anew Sleetfoot." Nettletongue said normally harsh tones softening in sympathy for awhile. "Everything...and you will be a good Riverclan cat, Loyal to this clan, you eat, sleep, hunt, and fight alongside your other clanmates." She said nodding at the white cat. "Are you so tired you cannot stand? The camp is just across the creek if you are so inclined." She said getting to her paws, she should be checking on the ones that were still sick soon. "if not you can rest here and i can bring you something to eat."
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Post by Swiftstar on Mar 20, 2008 21:26:13 GMT -5
Illusion slowly got to her paws. Her eyes flashed grey as the ghost panther tried to take control now. She fought it back. "I can get to camp, though not much further. I feel like I've run from four-trees to sun-drown place and back again...." Illusion meowed softly, moving to follow Nettletongue. She smiled as it suddenly buckled. Very well, then. I can fight alongside these cats.... I will defend them. The words sounded in her mind, putting Illusion slightly at ease.....
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Post by Lonestar on Mar 21, 2008 12:06:57 GMT -5
Nettletongue smiled. "Good." She said seeing a flicker of a true clan cat in this stranger for one. "ITs just this way,Sleetfoot." She said padding forwards pushing easily through the reeds her tabby pelt disappearing among the greens and old dead grass that covered the bank leading down to the creek.
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Post by Swiftstar on Mar 21, 2008 12:51:58 GMT -5
Illusion followed quickly, still getting used to her new name. Then a single word rang through her mind along with worry that caused her heartbeat to quicken and fear that nearly brought her to panic. "Storm? What does a storm have to do with anything?" She murmured to herself, firmly convinced it had something to do with her, some reason why she felt this way. But she couldn't place it. She didn't know. Sighing, she rushed to catch up with Nettletongue, commiting the way to memory though fully expecting to forget things again.....
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Post by Lonestar on Mar 21, 2008 12:57:54 GMT -5
Nettletongue jumped easily into the creek swimming across its depths and climbing out on te other side, shaking the water off her fur and picking p the large bundle of moss she had left there.
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Post by Swiftstar on Mar 21, 2008 13:09:36 GMT -5
Illusion did her best to follow, never having been a strong swimmer. It took her twice as long to get accross as it did Nettletongue because of this and her slight hesitancy to get accross. Then Illusion saw a bird off to her left in mid-flight. She wasn't quite sure of what she was doing anymore as she ran up the tree and leapt after it, catching it between her two front paws and barely twisting around to land on all four paws in time to keep from breaking something. Eyes slightly wide in shock of what she'd just done, Illusion brought it back to Nettletongue. She was shaking as she realized that, sometime in the few seconds it had taken her to catch it, its' neck has been broken. She set it down and stared at Nettletongue for a moment. "Okay. That was..... odd but somehow familiar." She mewed, more to herself than anyone as she picked her catch back up and vaguely remembered something having to do with hawks. There was only one problem with that discovery. She had no clue what hawks were.....
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Post by Lonestar on Mar 21, 2008 13:16:55 GMT -5
Nettletongue blinked, looking at the bird. "That..is hunting. Your good at catching birds." She said, having put down her moss to speak. She looked at Sleetfoot curiously. "Bring that with you we can get you set up in my den for now, ive got a lot to talk to you about." She said picking up the moss again, flicking her tail for the other cat to follow and slipping up the slope into the camp, then across the clearing, the dead riverclan cats still laid out peacefully at the edge of camp, she would have to bury them soon. Ashkit was recovering and so was Silverpaw. Russetfur's age seemed to be catching up to him though he was slowly fading.
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Post by Swiftstar on Mar 21, 2008 13:33:04 GMT -5
Illusion followed dutifully, bringing the fresh-kill. "I've got a lot to remember..." Illusion meowed past the bird in her mouth. It all felt so strange to her. Abnormal. There was no reason she should have memory loss like this. No reason she shouldn't remember her old name. But a new need pressed into her mind. She had to find storm, though she had no clue what, or who, this storm was. She just knew she had to find it, whatever 'it' was.....
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Post by Lonestar on Mar 21, 2008 14:02:32 GMT -5
Nettletongue said nothing, pretending not to have heard the white cat through the bird she was carrying. She wasn't sure f it would be good for her to remember. She recalled a cat like her had once belonged to bloodclan. She padded down to her den and replaced the moss in a nest with the stuff she was carrying. "You can rest there If you are tired." She said, moving over to her den to et herbs for the three cats that were still breathing. After she ave the othersthe herbs she sat down in front of the New cat. "Wll then Sleetfoot..."
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Post by Swiftstar on Mar 21, 2008 14:10:43 GMT -5
Illusion, who was laying on her back when Nettletongue came back in, jumped to her feet. "What?" She asked quickly, her too-fast answer and battle-ready pose giving away the fact that she'd been asleep. Then her purple eyes flashed a misty grey. Let me speak to this cat. I can explain things for both of us. The ghost panther purred in Illusions' mind. Illusions tail beat against the ground as she shook her head, giving a hiss of denial and finally beating back the spirit of the ghost panther. Illusion sighed and watched Nettletongue, not saying anything....
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Post by Lonestar on Mar 21, 2008 15:11:38 GMT -5
Nettletongue looked at Sleetfoot then shook her head. "Sleeping so quickly? must be tired." She said settling down I her own nest of moss. "So, any questions? Or nothing yet?" Hr yellow eyes dug into the other cat, as they were prone to doing, as if nettletongue herself were searching for eactly who this was.
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