A {Blue} {Strike} [Tagged]c

[Skiv]

Mousestrike padded in the dark forest. She knew that many of the other dark forest warriors were taking on apprentices. Training them for the fight. The fight against Starclan. The thing was is that Mousestrike did not dislike Starclan. Of course they were sent here because of them, but Mousestrike knew what she did was wrong. She knew that this was the place that she deserved. Well of course did like the opportunity of talking and messing with the minds of the living cats quite easily. Because turning to darkness is easier than doing the right thing. She like get in others heads. but this time she was drawn to the border. Which was unusual for the solid gray she-cat moved towards the boarder. but she stopped at a pool first, she looked down in the pool, many other dark forest warrior glance in the pool to see who was calling to them. She never usually got close to this part of the territory because she found apprentices boring. but yet she lend over the pool and she saw her face, her greenish yellow eyes stared back up at her. Then it slowly faded and she saw blue fur. Mousestrike then tilted her head and watched the warrior for a few minutes then she padded away from the small pool of water and headed in the forest, her mind silently reaching out to the warrior. 

Its about time I meet you.

Carotius

[Carotius]

Where am I?

Her long coat bushed out against the chilly air that closed in around her, coming from all sides of the inky blackness. She took a step forward, her black paw pads tingling with cold as it made contact with the ground. It felt smooth. And cold. Cold as ice. Cold as...leaf-bare. but it was only leaf-fall in the forest. That is, if she was actually in the forest of her home. There was nothing here as far as she could see - it was all empty darkness, hollowed out like some dark dream, a void that seemed to have been forgotten in the ages of the Clans.

Blueshade flicked her ears, brushing of the sound. There was no sound, actually. If there even was any, it was quite, or muffled, not to be heard until one strained long and hard with their varying listening skills. The blue-grey she-cat was doing that right now, straining to listen through the darkness, while her paws carried her carefully across the strange realm. She knew she was dreaming, and that was it.

"It's about time I meet you."

"Meet me? Who?" she called out, a strange feeling compelling her to seek out the owner of the voice. "Where am I, do you know?"

She would have liked this voice to be her deceased brother, to meet her in dreams after all those moons of terrible nightmares filled with gushing water and panicked screaming. She wanted to hear his voice again, his voice that spoke comforting words to lull her into sleep, not the harsh shrieking that could have torn a cat's throat apart. She wished the voice to her brother's.

but she knew this voice was not her brother's...and she was curious to find out who this was.

[Skiv]

Mousestrike waved through the forest easily. She then stopped and blinked her eyes. Her apprentice was near. Ahh. So you did find your way here. The female thoughts followed easily in her mind. Smiling slightly she continued out. Towards her apprentice. Her paw steps silent. Then thats when she heard the cat reply to her. So she did hear that. Mousestrike was quite surprised by that. but then again if they were connected it wouldn't be that weird. The gray she-cat just twitched her whiskers slightly and continued moving on. Then she spotted the blueish gray and white she-cat. Mousestrike padded towards her in the shadows her greenish yellow eyes seemed to glow in all of the darkness. She just said her voice like a breeze,

"Yes you."

Then she fully appeared in front of the other cat. They were about the same size, Mousestrike though was slightly smaller but held her own ground. She just looked at the she-cat with her eyes and said her words like a song, "Well my dear your in the Dark Forest."

Carotius

[Carotius]

The blue-grey cat had walked quite a distance through the never-ending blankness, without a single change in scenery despite the multitude of steps she had taken. Did she even move at all, considering everything looked the same? Maybe that was the case, that in this strange dream in the void, she hadn't moved at all, just that her paws were...somehow stuck in a walking loop. Yes, that had to be it.

Blueshade appreciated the fact for a moment, until the voice returned to be heard in her ears. Her head snapped to the side in alarm while her pelt bristled in anticipation of an attack; her green eyes widened as they locked onto a pair of greenish yellow orbs that floated in the darkness, moving towards her in very measured and sure steps. It was not long before a grey body materialised into opaqueness as it approached, revealing the owner of the voice to be of a smaller, but equally sturdy-looking she-cat. Blueshade didn't believe someone else would be here in this eerie place with her.

"Well, my dear, you're in the Dark Forest," the she-cat purred, her pelt giving off a strangely familiar scent. Blueshade even noticed that the grey cat looked a little faded, her fur giving a little transparency to the black background.

Blueshade felt her tail bush out in excitement. "The Dark Forest? I'm actually walking in it? This is wonderful!" She took a step closer to the cat, studying her, then proceeded to walk around a small area of the cold ground. "I've always wanted to come see the likes of the Dark Forest; mother's stories have always fascinated me!"

[Skiv]

Mousestrike just waited her shadowy form was a bit transpartent. She hadn't been seen by a normal cats eyes in a while. She just then stood there her tail curling slightly at the end as she watched the other she-cats face. Mousestrike just watched as the she-cat seemed to burst from the seams that she was in the dark forest. Mousestrike just narrowed her eyes slightly. One should not be excited to be in the dark forest, unless their heart was already consumed by darkness. Some of the other dark forest warriors would eat that up and use it to their advantage. but Mousestrike was a bit different, she just let that energy just float away. Mousestrike didn't move while the other she-cat moved around looking in awe. So great, dark trees, shadows everywhere. Theres nothing exciting here. Mousestrike just complained in her head. She just then didn't even look at the other she-cat, "You can gap like a kit at the trees later. Or get lost be my guest. Ill just wait until your done." Then the warrior just padded off into the trees, with the feeling that the she-cat would follow her anyways.

Carotius

[Carotius]

The blue-grey she-cat snapped her attention back to the Dark Forester, then gave a snort of contempt. She kinda expected such behaviour from a cat who lived in the shadows away from StarClan, but not to this extent. It amused her, to be honest. but the other she-cat was right - it didn't do much to gape at the gloomy trees of the Dark Forest. There wasn't really anything to look at. At least, not yet.

Blueshade padded after her, tail swishing. "I'm assuming you brought me here through my dreams? What for?"

The MidnightClan cat didn't exactly know what normally went on in the Dark Forest. The nursery tales only told of evil cats who had killed and broken the warrior code too many times to deserve a place in StarClan. Said cats could even corrupt living cats for their own gain. She snorted again. Cats wouldn't be corrupted easily were it not for the selfish acts of others! Juniperpaw would still be alive, if they were more selfless, those puny insects!

Skiv

[Skiv]

Mousestrike just didn't do anything when she heard the sound of paw steps following her. She just blinked her yellow green gaze looking around the forest to determine her location. She then swung her head to the left and started padding off in that direction. She was heading away from where most other Dark forest cats brought their apprentices to train. Though Mousestrike thought it was fun to watch the other cat gloat about their pupils. Mousestrike wasn't one of those cats. She like to deceive others get them to do what she wanted. When she wanted it. The gray she-cat then heard the blue she-cat say something. She just flicked her tail and said, "No I didn't you wandered here yourself." Then the gray she-cat stopped in a small clearing and turned around facing the warrior. "but I heard you coming, you called out to me dear, so I have no idea what your here for. but maybe you do." Then she sat down and curled her tail around her paws.

Carotius

[Carotius]

Skiv
OOC: I'm slowing down with my replies. Oh nues. ;w;

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"No, I didn't. You wandered here yourself."

Blueshade stopped moving, looking at the grey she-cat with surprised green eyes. I came here myself? She never heard of anything where cats wandered into Dark Forest grounds on their own; not for the first time, at least, which is the blue she-cat's case right now, having only retired to the warriors' den after a sullen talk with one of the elders who knew her brother. The warrior's heart had hardened since Juniperpaw's death, and it became increasingly bitter since the one day in leaf-bare, to the point of embracing the gloomy stories of broken warriors and leaders. Huffing, Blueshade continued her trail after the grey she-cat, noticing that the cold ground was slowly giving way to something familiar...like dirt.

She looked up when the pawsteps ahead of her ceased. The Dark Forester was looking at her, greenish-yellow eyes emotionless as she sat down and swept her tail around her paws. The MidnightClan warrior narrowed her own green eyes as the she-cat spoke, wondering if she was lying about bringing her here or not. I came here myself because of something I wanted? The thought hung in Blueshade's mind for a few minutes, as she pondered over whatever could have warranted her wish to really stumble into the forsaken paths of the Dark Forest other than her fascination from the stories as a kit. And then it came to her - the distant cries of her brother as he swirled down the river to his death.

The blue-furred warrior sunk her claws into the dirt, a growl escaping her throat together with her words, "Revenge against StormClan."

[Skiv]

Mousestrike watched as the blue she-cat seemed to stop and look at her like she was crazy. This is why I hate apprentices, they seemed surprised by everything and are over dramatic. She just rolled her eyes and then continued to their destination. She just watched with nothing on her face as the other she-cat seemed to not impressed with her. She just said that. "What do you not want to be here with me? Because if thats the case you can leave I'm not forcing you to do anything. I'm sure some other Dark Forest cat will pick you up in a heart beat." Then she just waited to see what this cat was going to say. but she could tell that the she-cat was thinking. Thinking pretty hard about something and Mousestrike just waited. She just then saw the claws sinking into the dirt and then nothing appeared on the she-cats face. Revenge on Stormclan. That would do it. She thought then she just blinked asking, "I think I can help with that. but first please introduce yourself. I don't like to chat with strangers."

Carotius

[Carotius]

The thought of revenge against the swimming furballs burned with uttermost interest in Blueshade's chest. She had to curl her toes and claws in towards herself to stop herself from launching into some mad rant about StormClan's audacity to let an apprentice drown in the way of their expertise. Juniperpaw didn't need to die, you selfish foxhearts! The blue she-cat looked up at the Dark Forester, wondering what the she-cat would say.

"Blueshade of MidnightClan. Why do I want revenge? Those selfish idiots killed my brother," she responded, green eyes darkening at the memory. "I'm sure you know the best way to get around to it. I'm willing to learn, if you'll have me."

[Skiv]

Mousestrike just watched the warrior with interest. It seemed that this she-cat had a huge problem with Stormclan. She particulalry care why she wanted back at Stormclan and she wasn't going to ask. but it seemed like Blueshade, was going to tell her anyway. She just smiled. Lesson one. She just thought in her mind. Then the warrior said that she probably knew how to get back a Stormclan. but the thing was Mousestrike had no idea. She rarely looked at the clans, but now she would have to. She just put that at the back of her mind to look into. but now that Blueshade had agreed to start training Mousestrike figured that she might as well introduce herself as well. Clearing her throat she just said, "I am Mousestrike." Then she just sat there and continued, "Now we will start your training, Blueshade." She just sat there not moving for a couple of moments. After a long pause Mousestrike blinked saying nothing.

Lets see how long it will take you to crack.

Carotius

[Carotius]

OOC: I finally reply! ...What the heck do I reply? XD

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"I am Mousestrike. Now, we will start your training, Blueshade."

The grey she-cat proceeded to sit there and rest her greenish-yellow gaze on the living warrior, no more words coming out of her muzzle, the entirety of her body still like the air around them. Blueshade blinked at her, almost confusedly. Her new mentor said they'd be training, but...they were both just staring at each other now. What? The blue she-cat took a tentative step closer to Mousestrike, thinking maybe she was supposed to attack. No, that'd be too obvious... Flicking an ear, the MidnightClan warrior sat down, wrapping her fluffy tail around her light blue paws delicately.

"StormClan deserves wrath after what they did to my brother. Those slimy fish-breaths watched him drown when we were apprentices, and had the audacity to disclaim responsibility," she explained, holding her chin level with Mousestrike's, fixing her with a vengeful glare. "I don't care if those particular warriors are dead or not - I want to take one of their lives as equal to Juniperpaw's!"

[Skiv]

Mousestrike just watched the other cats reaction. She just watched as the cat finally sat down. Mousestrike was quite impressed because this cat kept in in for quite some time. but Mousestrike just waited a bit longer she wanted to see the limit of this warrior. Then the warrior seemed to explain to the gray she-cat about how one of Stormclan's ranks must go. Mousestrike just simple shook her head and then sighed. We had a long ways to go. Then she just said, "I wanted to see how long before you cracked. Before you spill everything to me. You lasted pretty good but it still wasn't good enough. You have to learn to not tell others about your intentions dear, you need to step around words just like you would dodge a claw swipe in battle." The gray dark forest warrior blinked her eyes and said, "Blueshade dear if you kill someone your going to have to hide everything from others so they don't know you did it. You need to be secretive." Mousestrike thought of the reason why she was here. Because she killed, she kill the one thing in her life that made her happy. Then she focused back in on the warrior. 
Carotius

[Carotius]

OOC: *imagines the hilarity of these two cats once Blueshade dies*

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Blueshade blinked at the grey she-cat, quietly taking in her words as they flowed through the air towards her and into her ears, processing into lessons that she would gladly use against her enemies. It was true what the Dark Forester was saying - revealing too much to some others would compromise her goal, and it was something she wouldn't happening after all those moons of bitter revenge swelling in her hard. The blue she-cat nodded in understanding, watching the other cat once more. What did she need to do, then?

"I see.. So how do I begin?"

[Skiv]

Mousestrike just yawned. She was starting to get bored already with this apprentice. She wasn't a fighter and she knew by the looks of this warrior she knew how to fight already. but Mousestrike then watched as Blueshade thought everything over. She just then stood up when she saw the she-cat nod and she just explained "You need to have your reactions be like you did nothing. Lets say I killed a Leafclan cat, and at a gathering they said a Midnightclan cat killed them. How do you think I should react to that?" She just tilted her head to see how her furball would answer.