Post by CaℳI on Dec 21, 2014 19:32:19 GMT -5
Dovefeather had spent the past moon scheming as she often
liked to do. Even though drama was in every fur of her being, it was never
enough for the mischievous cat. She could never get enough. Unfortunately,
nobody knew how much destruction would lie in her immediate future. Not even
Dovefeather herself was consciously aware of the bane and havoc that would lay
in her wake as she moved through the next moon or so with her band of cats that
shared some pretty morbid or just uneducated beliefs.
The black and orange cat shut her eyes for a moment, contemplating an idea that
she had been working on for some amount of time now. Those bumbling idiots
up there on that mountain. They don’t even have the right to call themselves a
clan. She opened her eyes, frowning towards an innocent single pine that
was at the edge of her sightline. She squinted her eyes in a fierce moment of
anger towards nobody in particular. And Pebblestar. She’s barely a leader.
Had Starclan lost their mind to call upon her?
That’s just like you Dovefeather. Never enough drama, right? Never enough
adventure, huh?
The she-cat sighed, looking around for a moment. She was a young, beautiful
she-cat with sass that could intrigue, words that could sting like the fangs of
a snake, and looks that could kill. Yet she wasn’t content. Not in the least.
It seemed that little relentless Dovefeather had been looking for something to
spice up her life. The times were changing, she felt like it was now or never.
She sat quietly compiling a list of cats that, in her mind, would agree with
her without too much question.
You can lie, dear. You’re good at that, aren’t you? Why, wasn’t it just the
other day that you lied to Moonpelt? Where exactly are you going to find kits?
Is Starclan going to magically beam down from the golden skies and implant kits
inside of you? No. No they are not. You better figure that one out. It won’t be
long before he find out you aren’t pregnant at all. You’re just a lying,
manipulative, attention seeking, -.
Dovefeather smiled, it looked like she might let out a small laugh. but she
didn’t. She kept it to herself. She put her nose up in the air, flipped her
tail about, stood up and padded off with an exterior that did little but shout ‘I’m better then
you’
She was off to mix things up with some drama that would shake up not only
Dovefeather’s life, but the history of the clans for moons to come.
Her little list of helpers floated through her twisted head. She had already
talked to Badgerpelt and Shivershine, Greylight and Firefern. There were only
two more cats on her mental list that she wanted to talk to. She hoped that she
could trust both of them. If not this would all be stopped in it’s tracks and
that was the last thing Dovefeather wanted after she had put so much time and
thought into her plan. She would shread any cat that dared to alert Bramblestar
to her plan to bits, so tiny that not even their loved ones themselves would be
able to recognize them.
Redfire was easily angered, but Dovefeather thought she could get her to go
with Dovefeather without any real issues. After all, Redfire especially hated
Talonclan for the wrongs they had done against Midnightclan. Sootblaze was the
other cat she needed to speak to. Everyone knew that Sootblaze’s best friend
had left for Talonclan. Surely the cat was still mad about it, or at least that’s
what Dovefeather was hoping for.
OOC: Puddlesdog Sand - Dovefeather approaching your cats about the plot. It's up to you where she finds them, but it would be greatly helpful to me if they were hanging out near each other. ^^ <o:p></o:p>