Hunting *Open*

[Molten]

Frostpaw woke up a little after that. He had no idea what the dream meant, but it all seemed fimilar, like it happened before. But it hadn't. Was it dayshavu? (( no idea how to spell that)) He couldn't get the dream off his mind. But since he was awake, he decided to stay awake. He was probably still dreaming, because he saw that cat walking nearby. His mind was clear, with no mumble of voices like usual. It was wierd. It hasn't been like this in forever. It felt nice, yet extremely creepy. What happened? he thought. His heart was beating a bit harder, and his throat seemed tied. The cat in his dream appeared and walked towards Frostpaw. He stepped back uneasily. What was she doing here!? "Leave me alone," Frostpaw thought out loud. Frostpaw was shocked, he didn't mean to say that! The cat looked at him, eyes blazing a menacing yellow. A wave of fear went throught Frostpaw's body. He could hear his blood pulsing, now that his mind was clear.

Frostpaw looked at Silverstream and Longfang, hoping they'd wake up. He backed up, then turned around, swiftly running towards Silverstream and Longfang. Please don't chase me, Frostpaw thought, his voice getting louder and shakier in his head every minute he thought. He felt like crying, where was his mom in all this? He couldn't remember anything about his mom. Was he orphaned?

He appeared next to the two other cats and shook them fiercely. He loudly whispered, "WAKE UP!" in their ears. If he didn't whisper, the strange cat will find him. And wake up NOW, Frostpaw added on in his mind.

[TrickyJinxy]

OOC: It's Silverwind, not Silverstream. XD

BIC: Silverwind blinked her eyes open and her vision was blurry, but she could make out a small, young shape.
"Fro-..." She mumbled. "Frostpaw..? What.... are you doing..?"
Longfang squirmed around and eventually opened his eyes as well. "Wh-, huh?" He grumbled and sat up, stretching his paws. "Frostpaw, you better have a good reason for waking us up this late!" Longfang whispered harshly, not too happy to be woken up so late.. or early.. or whatever time it was. Neither Longfang or Silverwind could tell what time it was. All they knew was that the moon was still up.
"..Why did you wake us?" Silverwind asked slowly, exhausted and grumpy from being woken up.

Longfang eventually stood up and shook the sleep off of him. His fluffy tail was swaying impatiently in the air.. no, no... not swaying. More like... twitching. Twitching with anger and impatience, not to mention annoyance. 'Is this another dream..?' Longfang asked himself in his head and dug his claws into the soft earth below. '..No, I guess not. I can feel things like it's there... which means it probably is.' Longfang thought and then added to what Silverwind had said. "Yeah, why!?" He whispered loudly.

[Molten]

((Oops. I'm tired, sorry. And I have nerds in my keyboard. Nerds are just rocks with food coloring. ))

"Help me you idiots!" Frostpaw squealed really loudly. There was no time for nonsense! Silverwind and Longfang are very immature! His stomach was turning, and he was trembling like crazy, doesn't that expain enough?

The orangish cat appeared again. As she got closer, he could realize it was the mother in his dream. What does she want?! Frostpaw thought. Frospaw's instincts old him to fight. There was a voice in his head... Finally, it's speaking again, and it said, "Fox dung!" Both the soul controlling him and Frostpaw himself fought against that cat. His mouth was forced to say, "Go away!" and he let it do that. He was scared. He let his muscles go limp and he moved without trying."Help me fight," said the voice inside his head. What if this cat is a hallucination? I'm not scared, Frostpaw said, feeling relaxed. "Trust me, she's not!" responded the voice. Frostpaw was confused. He hoped this cat was a hallucination.

He could feel claws slicing into his flesh, feirce back legs kicking into his stomach. Sharp pains consumed his body. He was used to pains on the inside of his body, but his skin hasn't ever been hurt in so long. Frostpaw squealed. Yep, this cat was real alright. She had never died in her dream. "Don't give in!" said the voice. He tried not too, but it hurt allot. Blood was drooping down his face, but he didn't notice. He forced himself to stop fighting. His muscles twitches forociusly, but he stopped them. He was breathing heavily. It felt wierd to fight so early in the morning. He turned to Silverstream and Longfang. "Aren't you gonna do anything!?" he yelled, anger in his voice.

Frostpaw felt a feeling of accomplishment, but it wasn't really enogh. He heard the voice shouting again, voice now desperate: "Let me fight!" Frostpaw prevented himself from moving by tightening his muscles really hard. It ached allot. He couldn't wait for his Clanmates to jump in, because right now he was as scared as a kit.

[TrickyJinxy]

OCC: Fudge.. I have writter's block.

BIC: Silverwind was confused, unsure of what was going on or why, but she knew she had to help. She flung herself at the ginger-furred at, claws unsheathed, and batted at her face rapidly, swiping her claws left and right in a fury of fur and blood.
Longfang eventually joined in and lunged at the cat, gnawing on her boney leg. He hissed and spat, and gnawed some more, like a bull dog chewing on it's bone.

Note: NEVER take the bone away from a bull dog, or the glory from Longfang.

Longfang attempted to lash his claws out at the she-cat's stomach, while Silverwind began clawing at her face and biting her right ear.
Two warriors and one apprentice, all against one cat.. should be an easy fight, right?

[Molten]

The orange-ish cat shook the cats off of her. "What was that for?" she spat. Frostpaw didn't know what to say. "Uh, abusing your kit?" he said blankly. Why did you say that, hissed the voice in his head, and he felt a sharp pain in his body. He got dizzy and screamed, "SORRY!" in his head. The cat looked like him like he was crazy, ((Wait, he is xP)) and hesitated before saying, "What are you talking about?" There was a moment of awkward silence. Frostpaw was forced to say, "JUST DIE!" then his body jerked, making his paw slice the cat's neck. Blood sreamed out like a waterfall.

The cat was suffering, and she just limped away quickly. For some reason, Frostpaw was happy about that, when he usually hated seeing others in pain.

[TrickyJinxy]

Silverwind and Longfang were confused. "W-what... just happend?" They both said at the same time, blinking once.
Silverwind frowned. "What do you mean 'Your kit'?" She asked, in shock, just like Longfang was. "Y-yeah? And why did you slit her throat? Who was that, Frostpaw? She... didn't seem deadly, honestly..." Longfang added.
"What's going on?" They both said at the same time again. Then Silverwind turned to Longfang and sighed. "We've got to stop doing that..." She announced and Longfang nodded his agreement, and then they both turned back to Frostpaw, expecting some answers.

[Molten]

Frostpaw was shaking...... "U-um... I don't know..." he said nervously. His paws were wet from sweat, and it felt like he'd just stepped into the ocean. He searched his mind for an exuse. "Uh, she was an intruder?" he meowed, "I'm just being loyal to my Clan." That was a perfect exuse, because that cat wasn't a part of this Clan. He thought it was annoyig and cheezy that they were respoding at the same time. One of the cats should speak for both of them, istead of one saying something and the other repeating it, or having them say that at the same time. It also makes it harder to forget what they said.

Frostpaw didn't like these cats.

[TrickyJinxy]

Silverwind glanced at Frostpaw, then at Longfang. 'Hmm... this kit's very confusing...' She mumbled and Longfang shrugged. "Yeah... okay..?" He said, although he didn't buy a thing Frostpaw was saying. Silverwind took some wet moss and began cleaning up the bloody mess around the den with it. Then, she walked out of the den, stretching her paws out and yawning. Some weird morning that had been.
Longfang laid back down and tried to fall asleep while Silverwind went back to go dig up that old kill that they had forgotten the day before. She trotted into the woods and sniffed the air, looking for the spot that she had buried the robin. Silverwind finally smelled out some prey.. but it didn't smell like a robin. She went over to the spot that she had smelled the scent coming from, and began to dig.
After a while of digging, Silverwind nearly reached the spot that the prey was at. "Hm.. I don't remember burying the prey here, but-" She began and then froze. The thing she had dug up definately wasn't a robin...

Silverwind screamed at the top of her lungs, making a ton of crows who were hanging around in the trees near her fly off in fear.
What she had found...

...was the dead body of her father.

OOC: DUN DUN DUUUUUUUNNNNNNNNNN!!!!!!~

[Molten]

((fail))

Frostpaw ran after Silverwind. "How could you try to help that intruder heal?" he spat, and his paw struck her face. He obviously did not see exactly what happeed, and he thought the strage cat was still next to Silverwind's den. Then she noticed her staring at a dead cat. HER BODY CHANGED COLOR, Frostpaw screamed in his mind. He was wide awake now. How did this cat just magicly teleport?! Maybe it wasn't the cat he killed, though. Now all of the cats are dying, it seems. Was this species facing extinction? Darn, Frostpaw was very paranoid for some reasonn. Maybe he was just sleepy or somethig.

((Frostpaw reminds me of myself. Because he's extremely smart, skilled, curious, but also gets paranoid often. )) ((This is a short post))

[TrickyJinxy]

Silverwind screamed again and began crying, falling backwards and covering her face with her paws.
Longfang heard her scream and ran as fast as he could. He unsheathed his claws, ready to fight anyone who tried to attack her sister.
"SILVERWIND, SILVERWIND!!" He called and turned a corner. "SILVERWIND, where are y-..." Longfang froze in place and stood, eyes wide from shock. He stumbled backwards and fell down, whimpering like his sister was.
"Silverwind... wh-where.... did you find.. him...?" Longfang stuttered, tears filling in his eyes. 'No, I can't cry.... n-no... I can't show any weakness...' He thought, wiping the tears from his eyes. Silverwind was in too much shock to respond.

[Molten]

Frostpaw looked at them. He could't help but to evilly chuckle at them. But he stopped himself. Why was this cat so important? Maybe it was their relative... dad? He looked like the two cats. Frostpaw sighed. "At lesat you have a dad!" he yelled.

He could't help but stare at this decomposig body though. He laughed a bit. It was all dirty with bugs. It looked like he had just recently died. So wonder those cats haven't got over him yet. If this cat was dead for a long time, it would just be dirt by now, thanks to decomposion. He could remember burying prey, forgettig about it, remembering, digginng up the prey, and just seeig dirt and a few bones.

[TrickyJinxy]

Silverwind cried. "Dad.... dad..." She whimpered out and Longfang tried his best not to cry as memories of his family's death haunted him.
'No..... why did this just suddenly come up..?' Silverwind thought and turned to Longfang. "Longfang... why was he all the way out here?.." She asked, tears still in her eyes. Her eyes were blood-shot by now from crying so much. "How am I suppose to know?" Longfang mumbled and wiped his eyes. "Where did you find him?" He repeated. "I-I was just trying to dig up the prey we buried yesterday, and.... and instead of finding the robin.. I found-..." Silverwind began, but never finished.
She was too heartbroken for words.

[Molten]

(( don't ask, the roleplay was getting boring. ))

Frostpaw watched as they helplessly whined about their dead dad. It was getting annoying. He listeed to Silverwind saying stuff about how he found this body. "Wow. You've mistaked your dad for a rotting piece of bird meat?" he muttered, "Wow. That's quite an insult to his worthless soul." Yep, that was very offesive. He wanted to annoy Longfang more, though. He hoped for a fight to start. He continued, "I bet this isn't even your father. Your sense of smell is so impaired that it could be anyone. I'm gonna laugh when you figure out it's not him." It felt so good to say that, since Frostpaw hated these cats so much. Longfang was a proud crybaby and Silverwind was too bossy. Well, they were both crybabies but you get the point.

Frostpaw couldn't wait for a response. He wasn't stupid to provoke them, he just knew that the cats couldn't hurt him, nor could the soul of their rotting father. He was pretty much untouchable. Suddenly, a random pain appeared in his ribs and upper back, spreading to his neck and head. Darn it. It was probably their father. Or he was just sick. He'd been poisoned moons ago, why wasn't he healing?