Moon that Glows Through TreesMoon smiled down upon the tribe, nodding her cranium in agreement when Rain realized the true meaning of the prophetic message. Little did she know there was much more to come. Danger was coming. It would not be long now. She felt the pull of Starpelt dragging her back to the heavens. The gentle whisper of Arcadia was soothing and reminded Moon to have patience. All would be solved with time.
Eye of the Eerie TempestTempest saw the outline of the ship looming in the distance. It jutted out off the cliff like a claw, raised up to fight the oncoming bouts of waves and storms. The young kit grasped by the scruff dangled limp in his jaws, bumping against his chest fur to his own discomfort. The metallic taste of the blood along her neck and scruff seeped into his mouth. He refused to set Moon down, feeling lost as his feelings threatened him, telling him to turn back. Tempest knew what probably faced him in camp. He was heading towards his own doom it seemed. If Gaze had turned against him, would anyone be willing to stick by him? Tempest had been their leader for many moons, but the accusation of killing a kit could rule all of that out. His undying loyalty to the clan kept his paws moving, finding himself at the entrance of the ship. He set Moon down in the front, taking a few delicate steps back to call out,
"Gaze? Can anyone help her?"Tags: Everyone, especially Night
Flower That Blooms in ShadeFlower shot Rain a curious glance, having been corralled into the medicine room with the rest of the clan. The apprentice was furious. All her fur was on end, ready to fight, yet they were having the apprentices stay back. It was ludicrous. Flower was ready to avenge the death of Moon, even though she had not personally socialized with her much. The kits were the pride and joy of the tribe. She even hoped to have some of her own someday. Flower searched for Tide among the crowd, hoping to end up beside the familiar face. Her attention turned to Breeze That Carries the Rain when she heard the familiar question circulating among the tribe.
"Moon is dead. Tempest's scent was found on her and he apparently attacked Turtle as well." Flower gave no thought to where Turtle was, assuming she was outside with the sailors. When Flower heard Wave's remarks, she shot a quick retort,
"Are you mouse-brained? Who else could it have been? Even Gaze is saying so!"Tags: Rain, Breeze, Wave
Shadow That Dances at NightThe rogue was waiting behind the barrier. He had been counting the time, watching the dusk fade to darkness with a cool amusement. He had heard the commotion, and he could not feel a hint of pride at how well Turtle had done. Shadow was beginning to believe she would be a fine partner to accompany him on taking over the Tribe of the Black Pearl. Revenge was best served sweet. How ironic one of their own cats would be assisting him too. A grin lit up his features at the sight of the she-cat, a conscious purr rumbling in the back of his throat.
"Bravo, darling! That was fantastic. Who knew you were such a good actor? Where did you learn to be so . . . cunning?"Tags: Turtle
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Username: Lucy34
Cat Name: Shadow That Dances at Night
Age: 34 moons
Gender: Male
Tribe Rank: Rogue, leader of the band of rogues
Personality: If I were to sum up Shadow in one word, it would be ambitious. His determination and drive for power is aggressive, resilient, like a bull when seeing red. When he see's something he likes, he will work hard to get it, ploughing through whatever gets his way and getting his paws dirty if it means he has to. When his ambition contains a ruthless need to have his own way, the tables will turn and he can turn nasty. What he strives for is a reputation, where his name will strike fear and admiration in the hearts of friends and foes alike, a reputation bestowed upon him with power and success. The tom has a flirty personality that gives him a feeling of control. He does not like getting his paws dirty when he could get someone else to do it for him. This manipulative way of life has brought him to lead the rogues on the tip of the main island. Swashbuckler was inspired by his cold personality, using him to plot out his revenge against Arcadia.
LIKES && DISLIKES - The idea of power and success
- Having control over others
- Dislikes being belittled
- Hates being told what to do
- Doesn't approve of democracy
STRENGTHS && WEAKNESSES- Strong sense of wit
- Cunningness
- Not so physically strong
- Narcissistic personality disorder gets best of him
- Acts like a dictator, mistrustful of others
Scent (optional): Deathberries, sweet and intoxicating with a deadly twist
Family: Deceased
Mate, Crush, Ect.: Open possibly
Theme Song (optional): Three Days Grace -- World So Cold
Other: SHARKS
