//aaaaahhh, such lovely forms from you all! super excited about the new kits and that backstory, ophelia, was really interesting -- great writing! each form is accepted.
Eye of the Eerie Tempest
The fur along his neck began to bristle, fury flowing from his body as he attempted to remain calm. He was being accused of even more treachery among his clan mates when he had never seen many of the felines that stood before him. The few wounds and limps on each cat were a mystery to him, and his eyes shone with an intense molten gold that threatened to strike down the false lies running from Turtle's maw. "What did I do to you?" he spat with an indignant air taking over. Tempest turned his back on the cats that had entered the main camp area, reminding himself to stay hopeful. Gaze and many others were beginning to see the truth in his words. He could only hope that it would last.
Tags: Turtle, Gaze, Spirit, and others observing
Flower That Blooms in Shade
The apprentice, unaware to the conflict taking place outside as of yet, munched somberly on one of the fish caught by Stream earlier. It still tasted fresh. The white meat soothed the pangs of hunger in her stomach, making her instantly feel lighter on her paws than before. She glanced over to her side to say something to Tide, only to be met with the knowing realization he was out having fun with Snaggletooth. Flower had a tendency to group herself among those she knew best, and during those rare moments when she found herself alone, she ended up thinking about her deceased mother more than she would like. Flower took a deep breath, determination replacing sadness as an idea struck her. I know what I have to do!
Tags: Tide and Snaggletooth
Shadow That Dances at Night
His seething green eyes sought to devour the defiant golden stare of Tempest. Shadow could feel his claws unsheathing themselves instinctively into the sand, prepared to shred the piece of mousedung they called a captain. The sand, thankfully, hid the signs of his hostility, though the fur along his neck bristled. It was most likely going to be mistaken for uneasiness, instead of his natural aggression towards the Tribe of the Black Pearl. Shadow, noticing the right moment to speak, stepped forward with some difficulty due to the fake limp. "Tempest has scarred all of us at least once in our lives. He would find us -- some stranded, alone, lost -- and instead of taking us in, he abused us for his own reckless desires," Shadow paused as if it pained him to speak of the moment before continuing,"How could you not see the evil of your own captain? Did it not reveal itself in his actions? Are you going to let a mere kit, whom had been one of us, die at his paws for the sake of your own clarity?" The words flowed from his maw as easily as if he was hunting disease-ridden prey.
Tags: Rogues, Turtle, Gaze, Tempest, Spirit, Stream, etc.
Stream Where Small Fish Swim
Stream poked her head out of the gash in the not-so-sunken ship when an uncommon, yet strong, scent hit her sensitive nostrils. Her blue eyes widened in disbelief at the scene taking place before her. The she-cat had been one of the chosen to accompany Gaze on the exile patrol; however, it did not seem like they would be leaving anytime soon with this new disturbance arising. She crept forward to stand beside those watching, ginger and white tabby fur on end with hostility towards the unknown intruders.
Tags: Rogues
