Can't escape the past(Rose, closed)

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Roselocke

Weaselsplash couldn't sleep he couldn't stop thinking of Larkbreeze. He missed her he hadn't seen her in moons and it hurt. 'Is this what a broken heart feels like?' he asked himself getting up from his nest. He hadn't meant to fall in love with Larkbreeze but he had. She had been a Sunsetclan warrior but he hadn't cared. He hadn't even been able to tell her how he felt because she had disappeared before he had gotten up the courage. 'If I ever fall in love again I won't waste any time, I'll tell the girl how I feel,' he thought slipping out of the warriors den.

He spent most of his nights at the Pond of Truce looking for the cat he had loved so much but she was never there when he went and he hadn't seen her at gatherings for moons. It was like she had never exited or that he had just dreamed her up. 'Maybe she was just a figment of my imagination,' he thought with a shake of his head. He missed feeling her fur brush against his and he missed seeing her smile. He often wondered why life had to be so complicated.

His father had disappeared and was probably dead. His mother had been found dead in the territory and he rarely talked to his siblings anymore. Lately all he could think about was Larkbreeze. 'She must have decided she didn't want such a weak cat as a mate,' he thought as he slipped out of camp. He had always had poor health but when he had met Larkbreeze he thought he had found a cat who wouldn't care about that. 'Was she only playing with my heart,' he thought as he walked through the territory.

He was so lost in thoughts that he didn't know he was close to the pond of truce until he felt water brush his paws. He snapped out of his thoughts and stared down at the pond and into his reflection. Closing his eyes he said down feeling like he could break down. A noise made him open his eyes and he jumped up his heart pounding in his chest. "Probably just a mouse," he muttered still looking around.

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Hazelpaw glanced angrily back at the apprentice sneering at her, feeling her claws flex as she wanted to attack them. but she held back. She was used to the evil ridicule of the other apprentices and certain warriors of the Clan, unhappy that a kittypet had been accepted into the clan, and they were probably right.

Stalking out of her camp, her black nose twitched as she wandered through the woods, the soft glow of light highlighting her pure white fur, but darkening her dark face and paws. Her blue eyes were narrowed slits, flaming anger glowing in the sea blue coloring.

Soon, her paws had stopped her at pool of water she had never seen before; with a cat at the edge. She only starred, her eyes wide at where she was. Yet she didn't turn back, but actually stepped forward, her black paw pressing against and breaking a crinkled, dead leaf, a snap echoing through the still air, as if Starclan was awaiting their reaction.

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Weaselsplash had been about to relax when the scent of Sunsetclan washed over him making him stiffen in surprise. He immediately thought it was Larkbreeze and he was excited. "Larkbre...wait who are you?" he meowed cutting himself off when he started to say the cats name who was always on his mind when he got a good look at the cat. He couldn't help it his eyes narrowed suspiciously, "Sorry, I thought you were someone else," he meowed realizing that the cat looked nothing like Larkbreeze. 'Mousedung, Larkbreeze is or was a Sunsetclan cat, hopefully I cut myself off fast enough to not let this cat know I'm friendly with Sunsetclan cats,' he thought flicking his tail back and forth.

He could still remember how he had first met Larkbreeze. He had been going to speak to Starclan about his missing father when he had run into Larkbreeze though they had both been apprentices back them. Two foxes had attacked them and they had managed to chase them off. Of course because of his poor health health he had ended up passing out right after they had fought off the foxes. He shook his head to clear his head and blinked.

"Were you looking for some alone time, because this is the place I usually come to, to get away from stuff that is troubling me. The Pond of Truce is a great place to think or to just be alone," he meowed looking down at the pond. Sometimes he felt like his whole life was one disappointment after another. First his father had abandoned the family when he was only a kit, then Larkbreeze had simply vanished, and a few days ago his mother had turned up dead killed off by some rogue.

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Her eyebrows elevated slightly, her eyes softened,and she shrugged right before she spoke,"I guess I was trying to escape the angry ridicule of the other apprentices...Away from my clan, you can say." She meowed those words quietly, embarrassed about her past. Her ears flattened against her head as her thoughts drifted to the other apprentices.

"Here, I will leave if you want some alone time...I'll just hunt down my own little pond," Meowing the last comment quite humorously, she slowly started to pad away, her dark paws scruffing against the ground. She remembered her kittypet brother, Jay, and how he had fallen in love with that she-cat. Hazelpaw, herself, felt like no one in her own clan would accept her because of her unfaithful past.

Knowing when she wasn't wanted was one of her talents; yet she couldn't read this tom's emotions, or if he had wanted her to go or not. Her tail twitching, she noticed a tuft of fur sticking up on her slender body, and she quickly licked it down. Dark blue eyes glanced back up at the tom, her black mask that seemed to cover her face making the sparkling blue even more of a vivid color. Reaching down, she started to groom herself,'I guess I should look well presented so that don't make fun of me about my fur, this time.' She thought sadly, as she had remembered how much the other apprentices hated herself, as if she was a freak.

Stopping her grooming for a second, she raised her head and stared up at Silverpelt, asking them why couldn't the apprentices be kind to her, not cruel. A frown indented upon her graceful features, she returned to her grooming, sadness hinted inside her eyes.

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'I understand the cruelty of others,' he thought remembering how he had often been treated like a kit because of his poor health. He had even been held back from getting his warrior name and had watched his litter sister get her name before he got his. By the time he had gotten his warrior name his sister already had a mate and was expecting kits by the time he got his warrior name. He had always wondered why his sister got things so easy while he struggled with everything. 'Maybe I don't even deserve to be a warrior,' he thought his gaze fixed on his reflection in the water.

Letting out a sigh he slammed a paw down on his reflection before getting to his paws. 'Maybe I should do something to clear my mind,' he thought. He paced a bit before looking up at the sky. "Mother...why did you have to die," he muttered under his breath. He missed his mother every day and he wished that he could just see her again. 'I don't really see that happening though, not unless I die,' he thought heading over to a tree and looked at it. 'Maybe I would feel better if I was closer to the sky,' he thought and started climbing the tree. He climbed it until he was on the lowest branch he could reach. He walked along the branch until he was at the end.

'Wow this is pretty high' he thought breathing heavily. 'Mousedung, I might have overdone it, I can't breath,' he thought falling into a coughing fit his breathing wheezing through his throat. 'Not now, why now of all times must my poor health effect me,' he thought coughing harder as he dug his claws into the branch he was on.

ooc: I wanted to bring in a little drama, he was born with poor health and it usually effects him if he over works himself or if he has so kind of strong emotion. I usually forget but I want to try and not make his health sudden better when it isn't which is what most members do.

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"Hey, are you okay!" She shouted, her blue eyes wide with concern. She usually didn't care for any cat, especially one in her own clan, but this cat looked like he was about to fall off.'I hate myself, I hate climbing' She thought angrily, as she scaled the tree, her pure white fur getting screwed up but the sticky sap of the tree, then the rough texture tugging at her belly fur. but she had to save him.

She reached the branch cautiously, carefully placing each paw in front of the paw before hand, until she was just close enough to him. Gingerly reaching forward, she attempted to pull him to safety, no matter small size.

OOC: Makes sense, since its kind of dramatic power-playing to make his/her health instantly better, which is not very realistic, either.

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Weaselsplash kept coughing but he could still hear her. To his alarm she started climbing up the tree to save him. "You might fall," he meowed forgetting about his own predicament as he watched her. The coughing had faded but he still seemed to be having trouble with his breathing. 'I can't let herself get hurt because of me,' he thought trying to calm down. He wouldn't be able to get his health under control if he didn't calm down. 'I can't seem to calm down,' he thought crouching down and inched his ay back towards the thicker part of a trunk.

'Why is she helping me, we're from different clans and it isn't like the clan would be to sad if I fell to my death,' he thought halting. He was closer to her but it was clear that he wasn't moving any closer. "Why am I so weak," he hissed clearly talking to himself. He hated his poor health and he often wished that he was someone else. "My life is just one disappointment after another, and I'm to weak to even make my life worthwhile," he muttered.

'If I give up now I'll just be weaker than I've ever been,' he thought a shudder going throught him. His breathing was still rasping out of his throat but he seemed to be calming down finally. He inched his way closer but freaked out again when he saw how far down the ground was. "I can't freak out," he thought taking a deep breath and started coughing. He was tired but he still moved close enough to the cat that she could help him.

ooc: I think Weaselsplash is a pretty small tom but I would have to recheck his app

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Hazelpaw stared at the tom who would not come with her, her eyes wide,"You know I'm trying to save your life here? It's not like my clan would give a dirt if I died. They despise me, just because I used to be a kittypet. If you think your life is a disappointment, only three cats out of my entire clan will talk to me!" She hissed, her eyes flared with anger. If anything, she would rather be the one on the end of the branch, about to fall off the tree, then to be saving a tom who thought his life was a disappointment.

She attempted to pull him closer, whether he liked it or not, since she needed to have at least one cat that would actually like her.

OOC: That's fine Sand I'm all ready pretty excited for the roleplay, and all the drama that will probably be very entertaining

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"Everyone has a hard time in their life. For instant my father just vanished when I was a kit and at the time he was deputy his name was Otterheart. Then a cat I loved, who I thought loved me just disappeared and I was made a warrior after my sister even though we were born together and started our training together. By the time I was made into a warrior she was already expecting kits with a mate. Then a few days ago my mother was killed by a rogue, who was once a member of Stormclan but he had been exiled for some reason, so I know what it's like to feel like and outcast mostly because of my poor heath," Weaselsplash meowed flicking his ears back and forth.

"I will let you help me only because I want to prove to my clan that I can be strong and that they don't need to treat me like a kit. I'm sorry you've been treated poorly, I'm not the kind of cat who treats a cat harshly just because of their past. Blood doesn't make a warrior the heart does and I think you have a heart of a warrior already even though you're only an apprentice," he meowed and let her pull him to safety.

ooc: I love the thread as well Roselocke

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Hazelpaw was startled by his comment,"I think you have a heart of a warrior already even though you're only an apprentice," That startled her, for she had never been complemented by any other cat, especially one from another clan."I am sorry for your many losses." She meowed quietly and apologetically, lowering her head and looking down to the ground in embarrassment.

She scrambled down the tree, muttering,"I hate climbing." angrily as her fur was tugged and pulled by the rough features of the tree. Her dark blue eyes trained upon the tom, her ears twitched as she walked towards the Pond of Truce, a shadow covering her face from a tree cast upon her.

Sand this should be pretty interesting

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"Most cats have had a family member die in their lives. I honestly didn't think I would outlive my parents though. I know that sounds strange but I thought my poor health would kill me off before anything happened to either of my parents. Sometimes its hard for me to have faith in Starclan, but I keep my faith in Starclan," Weaselsplash meowed whispering the last part. Since he had been pulled to safety he was able to get back to firm ground which relieved him since he really didn't like trees either.

"A cat in my clan likes climbing trees, she told me that she use to come here at not and dive off the end of a branch and into the pond," he meowed flicking his ears back and forth. "She told me it was fun but it wasn't really that fun, and I'm not as reckless as she is," he meowed with a shake of his head. He wasn't sure why he was telling her this but he just couldn't stop himself. Maybe it was because she was from Sunsetclan which reminded him of Larkbreeze.

With most cats he kept his pain a secret and wouldn't tell them how he really felt. With most cats he wore an emotionless mask but with this cat he felt like he could tell her anything. 'I guess that isn't such a bad thing I just have to make sure that I don't say anything that will make his clan seem weak after all he didn't want to be hated by his clan mates even though he sometimes felt like the did hate him since they always treated him like he was a kit.

He snapped out of his thoughts to realize she had started walking away from him and he bounded forwards to catch up with her. "Thanks, it was stupid of me to put myself in danger in the first place. I thought I would be able to handle climbing the tree but when I got to the lowest branch my health started to affect me, my life may suck but I don't really plan on dying yet. If I'm to die I want it to mean something to somebody," he meowed looking at the ground.

"I don't mean to pry but you said before that you were a kittypet. I guess that means that you had to leave your family behind when you came to the clans. So...is it true that twolegs take kits from their mothers because if they do I would understand why you left. I don't know what I would do if I had been taken from my mother....but in a clan you have to deal with death and now my mother is dead she couldn't even call for help because she was mute," he meowed with a sigh. "I kind of made a mess of things I pretty much stopped talking to my sister because she named one of her kits after our father. Around that time I hadn't given up on my father coming back but now I believe he is dead to it's just a feeling a got, a gut feeling that he is dead," he meowed.

"I'm sure that there are cats in Sunsetclan who would treat you kindly. I mean you can't be the only cat in your clan who wasn't born in the clan," he meowed looking at the sky for a few heartbeats. Then he returned his gaze to her and realized that he hadn't even said his name. He only knew the cat was from Sunsetclan because he knew the scent of Sunsetclan even though it wasn't his clan. "Oh...I guess I should introduce myself. My name is Weaselsplash from Stormclan," he meowed. "Whats your name?" he asked her.


ooc: we were so wrapped up in roleplaying that we forgot to have them introduce themselves.

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OOC: Lol, I just noticed that XD

"Most cats have had a family member die in their lives. I honestly didn't think I would outlive my parents though. I know that sounds strange but I thought my poor health would kill me off before anything happened to either of my parents. Sometimes its hard for me to have faith in Starclan, but I keep my faith in Starclan,"

Hazelpaw curtly nodded her head, a dark blue glance at the tom right before her response came out,"I have faith in StarClan, but I don't understand why they put us through all of the worst. Death, wolves, dogs, and evil cats always seem to haunt us here, so I only wonder why StarClan does this to us." She meowed truthfully, reaching her paw to dab the pond.

"A cat in my clan likes climbing trees, she told me that she use to come here at not and dive off the end of a branch and into the pond," he meowed flicking his ears back and forth. "She told me it was fun but it wasn't really that fun, and I'm not as reckless as she is,"

"I agree, because that truthfully sounds more reckless than anything, especially since you could actually miss the pond and get seriously injured, which would be quite painful." She meowed, a tad bit of humor in her soft voice. Continuing the grooming of her white fur, she smiled gently as she listened to the tom speak to her.

"I don't mean to pry but you said before that you were a kittypet. I guess that means that you had to leave your family behind when you came to the clans. So...is it true that twolegs take kits from their mothers because if they do I would understand why you left. I don't know what I would do if I had been taken from my mother....but in a clan you have to deal with death and now my mother is dead she couldn't even call for help because she was mute," he meowed with a sigh. "I kind of made a mess of things I pretty much stopped talking to my sister because she named one of her kits after our father. Around that time I hadn't given up on my father coming back but now I believe he is dead to it's just a feeling a got, a gut feeling that he is dead," he meowed.

She listened patiently to the tom, nodding gently as he explained his family,"Don't worry about it, to be truthful, you don't really offend me when you call me a kittypet. And yes, sadly, it is true that they take us away from our mother at a young age. I barely remember what she looks like, though I believe she looks like my older brother, Jay, who lives in the Two-Leg Place far over there." Her ears twitched as she glanced away shyly, for this tom was definitely quite nice, more nice than most tom's in her Clan.

"I'm sure that there are cats in Sunsetclan who would treat you kindly. I mean you can't be the only cat in your clan who wasn't born in the clan,"

She flinched slightly at the comment,"Yes, there are other outsiders, but few of them are kittypets, most of them being loners or rogues, and then there is the part that none of them are my own age, and most of the apprentices don't exactly love me." Meowed quietly, staring at the ripples in the Pond of Truce as a soft breeze flew by.

"Oh...I guess I should introduce myself. My name is Weaselsplash from Stormclan," he meowed. "Whats your name?"

She grinned slightly,"I am Hazelpaw of SunsetClan, and I should be a warrior at the next ceremony, thank you very much." Hazelpaw raised her head proudly, her tail twitching softly, as she finished grooming her pure white fur, her vivid blue eyes set upon the tom in front her.

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"I guess they do it to make sure we don't go soft or lazy," Weaselsplash meowed when she spoke of Starclan. "If we had everything real easy we would grow lazy or bored I guess," he meowed looking down at the ground frowning. "I don't really like fighting, but we have to do what we have to do to survive and that means hunting and fighting and living with horrible things like death or sickness," he meowed flicking his ears back and forth.

When she agreed with him about recklessness he smiled. "Yeah, you're right about that, and she must have known that the first time she ever did it but she did it anyway," he meowed with a shrug. "I was scared I would fall out of the tree and the wind didn't really help. The wind made the branch I was on shaky so I thought it would be safer if I didn't stand up. At least I got down, I don't want to get an injury that will keep me from hunting," he meowed with a shake of his head. He enjoyed hunting, and he enjoyed most of the seasons, the only season he didn't like was Leafbare and that was because prey was scarce and it was easier for a cat like him to be sick in Leafbare.

When she confirmed the rumors about Twolegs he frowned. "Twolegs are cruel and unusual creatures," he murmured with a shake of his head. "At least I remember my mother, even though she could never tell me she loved me since she was born mute by her love for me showed in her eyes," Weaselsplash meowed glancing back over at the apprentice. "Your brother didn't want to come with you? I don't see how any cat would want to stay in twoleg place," he meowed realizing that she might take offense or something. "I don't think poorly of your brother, it's just I've heard certain rumors that clan cats will leave their clan to become kittypets. I would rather feel free than to feel like I'm trapped, though I suppose kittypets may think we're trapped since we have leaders who tell us what to do," he meowed looking at the sky for a few heartbeats.

He only returned his gaze the apprentice when she spoke of outsides. "Yes, but they may feel like you. And I know one cat from your clan is half kittypet at least something about his father was one. Now what was his name I think his name was Riverpaw," he meowed at last. "Not really sure why the apprentice told me about being half clan but he did," he meowed with a frown. "I also noticed in my clan that a lot of the cats with disabilities seem particular friendly to cats who weren't born in the clan," he meowed frowning. "Then those apprentices are mousebrained," he meowed with a shake of his head the tip of his tail twitching back and forth.

When she introduced herself he smiled. "Hazelpaw, its nice to meet you and I hope you show every cat who has made fun of you that you have a heart of a warrior unlike them. Cats who make fun of others will never be true warriors in my eyes," he meowed with a shake of his head. "Oh, I know you'll probably be wanting to try and get some sleep but how about a little swim. I know Sunsetclan likes water like Stormclan cats do," he meowed than looked away hoping she wouldn't question him about the swimming statement he had just made.

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"I guess they do it to make sure we don't go soft or lazy," Weaselsplash meowed when she spoke of Starclan. "If we had everything real easy we would grow lazy or bored I guess," he meowed looking down at the ground frowning. "I don't really like fighting, but we have to do what we have to do to survive and that means hunting and fighting and living with horrible things like death or sickness," he meowed flicking his ears back and forth.

Hazelpaw flicked her tail slightly, her dark blue eyes set upon the tom in front of her."You have a point, with both the StarClan point and the fighting point, for I prefer hunting over fighting any day. When ever I want to escape the clan born apprentices that make fun of me, I just make my excuse that I go hunting, then I just shoo away for a while." She meowed softly, her whiskers twitching slightly.

When he had explained how he would hate to get a injury so then he wouldn't be able to hunting, she nodded curtly, agreeing to it all,"I agree. I would hate not being able to hunt, since it's one of my favorite things to do, right next to swimming." She smiled, her pure white fur seeming to glow in the bright moonlight.

"My brother has a mate and kits at the two-leg place, so I don't think he will be coming. It didn't help that I didn't know he lived over there until he had come to SunsetClan territory, because his former two-leg had kidnapped him." Dark blue eyes stared down at the water as she spoke, her eyes flickering with sadness at the mention that her brother had a mate and kits to come.

"Oh, yes, I have seen Riverpaw around camp, but, I guess you can say, I suck at talking to other cats. They have to start the conversation, not me, or I'll get super flustered and not talk at all. I guess you can say that's one of the reasons I don't have that many friends." Meowing with a slightly embarrassed tone, she looked up at Weaselsplash with her ear twitching.

Hazelpaw smiled,"I would love to swim some, Weaselsplash." She meowed excitedly. Oh, did she love swimming! Her tail twitching, she looked happily to not have to climb the sticky, sappy trees with honey that got all over her fur.

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"Yes hunting is always good and it is good way to relax as well. I'm not a good fighter but I'm a pretty descent hunter. When I was a kit I admired warriors for their fighting ability and I thought that fighting was the best thing but when I became an apprentice I realized just how serious fighting was and now as a warrior I would rather their be peace than fighting," Weaselsplash meowed with a shake of his head. He still couldn't believe that his views had changed so much since the time he was a kit since he was only a young warrior.

"Yeah I love swimming to, I like that you can just float when you get tired since swimming can be tiring after awhile. I also can't see how Midnightclan nor Whisperclan seem to like getting their paws wet. Swimming is one of the best things in the world and I think any cat who doesn't like swimming is missing out," he meowed with a purr. "I like fishing the most though it takes a lot more patient to fish than it does to catch prey one land but you can also dive down beneath the surface of of the water and catch fish that way," he meowed flicking his ears back and forth.

"Oh, well my sister is the only one of my siblings who had kits. My other siblings seem to have disappeared unless I just don't see them. I haven't even seen my nieces and nephews though I'm not sure if I could fix the relationship I have with my sister," he meowed with a shake of his head. He frowned when Hazelpaw told him that her brother had come to Sunsetclan territory and that her brothers former twolegs had kid-napped him. "Did you learn about Sunsetclan from your brother than?" he asked tilting his head to the side the tip of his tail twitching.

"I'm not good at making small talk or I guess I am. You're the second cat that I've talked this much to. Most of the time a cat can barely get a hello out of me," he meowed with a chuckle and smiled. "You're also one of the only cats who I'm not afraid to show my emotions two. I wonder why that is, maybe its because I feel like we have so much in common even though we're from different clans. You also don't treat me like a helpless kit so that might be another reason," he meowed his whiskers twitching in amusement when he said the last statement. "I don't really have friends in my clan just family," he meowed with a shrug. "I don't want a friend who treats me like a helpless kit and that is what most of my clan mates do," he meowed.

When he heard her say that she would love to go swimming he smiled. "Well okay, lets go," he meowed bounding over to the pond and waded into the pond until his paws didn't touch the ground. "Come on in, the waters great," he meowed.

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