man on the moon (june)

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[/b] She asked, confused as her soft voice carried across the forest. Yawning, the kit was tired, but knew she couldn't show it as much as she felt it. She needed to be strong to her deputy, or

so Rainkit thought. Wrapping her tail around her paws, Rainkit and Iceclaw sat next to each other waiting for
something to happen. Which Rainkit didn't know what was going on, but Iceclaw did. Hush, Rainkit. Iceclaw said sharply, but with a soft tone to his demand.[/color]

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Credits| _For May, and only May.Made by Hades, yes, Hades, so you steal and i must break you! lmfao rocky over here. anyways, what's up dawg?!


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[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,500,true][atrb=height,600,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,0,true][atrb=style,-moz-border-radius:7px;border-left:5px dotted #3e4540;border-right:2px solid #3e4540;border-top:2px solid #38453c;border-bottom:2px solid #38453c;,true][bg=#c7ccc4] mothpaw--* but we are the known, the loved--* sun splashed villa sweep the skies clean--* Soft pattering announced their presence in the forest. Icestar, the gloriously handsome leader of SoulClan, ambled quietly, his steps ghostlike as he floated over crisp, hazel-scarlet leaves that stood out like tongues of flame amidst a sea of impenetrable murkiness. Indeed even the shimmering ivory pallor of Icestar and Rainkit were swallowed away; the darkness of the woods seeped into their pale fur, darkening it into smoldering ash. Icestar seemed to walk briskly but hesitantly, his frost-blue eyes staring around as if searching for someone. Meanwhile, Rainkit stumbled behind, a look of utter confusion upon her face. And was there recognition mingled within? From the depths of the shadows, the mottled apprentice watched and wondered. Her deep hazel-bronzed eyes glanced at the small procession, her head tilted to one side. What was the leader of SoulClan doing wandering the forbidden paths of the Dark Forest? And why was her dear, bouncy sister Rainkit trailing after him like a lost kit? Momentarily, Mothpaw felt the urge to call out to them, but she refrained. She would see what business they had here before revealing her presence. Meanwhile, she had her own things to attend to. Remembering thus, she swung around, looking for the very she-cat she detested but had to seek. "Silverclaw...?" she whispered softly, her fur tingling with unease. Swiftly, she plunged further into the forest and away from her sister and previous leader. In another part of the endless woods, a silver-tipped she-cat paced almost restlessly. Her slate gray fur stuck out, the tabby stripes upon them appearing as dark as blood. She walked for a length of time, her soot-black eyes darting about. She had sensed that living cats had trespassed on the land, but who could they be? Musing, she toyed with the idea that they could be cats she knew. Could they? Or perhaps Seapaw, that delightfully ginger tom of which she was previously acquainted with? Hmm, could be. Silverclaw quickened her pace, her chest giving an odd pulse as if her heart still beat in its hollow cavity. Soon, she burst in on the sight of her beloved mate and her dearest kit. Again, Silverclaw felt that curious twinge about her chest. Her breathing coming fast, she wondered aloud, "Iceclaw? Rainkit? What... Why are you here?" Her amazement was obvious as she approached her family. Her dark eyes darted between the two identically white cats. She leaned close to Icestar and inquired so softly to make sure Rainkit wouldn't hear, "Does she know that you're her father?" From nearby, Mothpaw heard the obnoxiously enthralled exaltations of her mother. Sighing, she twisted around and loped back. Her unamused face scowled at the sight of her mother practically embracing the SoulClan leader. What a hopeless flirt, she thought, shaking her head in mock sadness. Apparently, Silverclaw had forgotten she was dead. Her fur bristling with annoyance, she stepped into the clearing. Her eyes sought Rainkit's and she meowed cooly, "Well. What are you doing here? Again?" She was not smiling, especially when Silverclaw began whispering something to Icestar. "And what's he doing hanging around in this dead place?" she pressed on, her eyes staring now at the luxurious white fur of Icestar. Impatiently, Mothpaw flicked her dark-tawny tail. “Suppose that means no training for me,” she muttered under her breath. She turned to glare at Silverclaw. For the past moon, her mother had whisked her to the Place of No Stars while she slept, wheedling and begging to train her despite her ‘defects’ as she liked to say. Finally, she had agreed, but only very reluctantly. And now this. But I guess she got to Rainkit too. Maybe that’s why my silly sister is here. But why Icestar as well? Puzzling really, and even more so, the resemblance between Rainkit and Icestar was nearly exact. And why was that…? words: 642 && tags: Icestar, Rainkit, and Silverclaw && template: juni of AC

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[mayday the pokemon master]

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[/color] Iceclaw purred, getting up from where he sat and rubbed noses with with dead silver claw. She whispered in his ear, and with a flicker of his tail and a shake from his head, he responded to her question. I have missed you, dearly. He said to her, his mouth inches away from her ear, which she could probably feel his hot breath against her head. Purring, he stepped back, sitting down next to his kit. Say hello to your mother, Rainkit, don't act scared! She's the one that birthed you! He growled with annoyance in how Rainkit was acting towards

her mother. Rainkit lashed a scared look up at her unknown father, and tears swelled to her eyes as she heard the annoyance in his voice. Hi... She said softly, her voice quivered as she got up to rub her body against the dead cat. Sitting there next to the silver cat, Rainkit looked over Iceclaw. Why was he so into Silverclaw?...my mother? She thought not putting two and two together, not even realizing that Iceclaw was her father, not even comprehending the fact that he could be her father; it was just unreasonable, it was unthinkable. Within moments, another creature approached the gang; Mothpaw. Rainkit, looked over her molted sister, she was so small compared to her, and this bothered Rainkit, and she was still a kit...awhile her sister was an apprentice.

Rolling blue eyes, Rainkit pressed into the body of her mother as the irritated voice of Mothpaw appeared. Shut up, Mothpaw, I have a right to be here as much as you! Why are you always here, hm? Answer that, you stupid mouse brain! Lashed out Rainkit, as anger rushed through the white body, her dull eyes burned with a fire in them as she was pissed off. Her fur bristled down her spine, and hatred for her sister raised deep inside her bones. Iceclaw shook his head coldly as the sister rivalry as he ignored Rainkit's lashing out. It surprised him that the small kit actually had a back bone, which was good. She was too small to be without, and Iceclaw wasn't going to discipline her when he thought she needed to stick up for herself and not let others walk all over the pretty little kitten. Mothpaw, is all Iceclaw said in her appearance.

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Tags| _June x Silverclawt_
Credits| _For May, and only May.Made by Hades, yes, Hades, so you steal and i must break you! lmfao rocky over here. anyways, what's up dawg?!


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