BTW, I didn't change any of the lines. All of the colors are me though, just no the stripes.
This is Tigerstripe and Grasseye, just two of my many warriors OC's. This is the one post where he appears, and we find out what Grasseye's past was like. (She's kinda an evil character)
Nimblestep wrote:Grasseye kept padding. She was making a good pace, she was ahead of schedule. Her long, glamorous legs helped. She stopped to rest, sitting down. Her tired, worn down body just couldn't resist the urge, she lay down, and closed her eyes. She fell into a deep sleep...
~FLASHBACK~
Grasseye woke in her nest, all the cats around her were still sleeping. Their nests were stained red, the stale scent of blood hung in the air. (For those of you who don't know, she was once in a clan called ShadeClan, they killed eachother and fought eachother a lot for no reason there. I'll PM you newbies the rest xD ) A pang of sadness struck her right in the heart. She missed Flowernose, and everyone else in MoonClan. She shoved it off, feeling hatred pour into the hole that the sadness had eaten away from her heart and soul. It was a cavity, and it was being filled with the memories of ShadeClan, and all that was happening to her at that time. The hate was forming at that moment, all the time she spent in ShadeClan, the putrid substance swirled around her. She could feel it. She sensed it, the evil that surrounded her. She didn't fight it. She let it engulf her. She was trapped inside her own mind, her own thoughts. It ensnared her. She got up, and slunk past the sleeping cats, trying not to wake them. Not that anyone would care if she was sneaking out anyways.
She raced into the forest, fear, excitement and the rush of the wind in her fur. Grasseye ran and ran. The forest of darkness was huge, ShadeClan had claimed a large domain. They were meeting at the edge, so very far. ShadeClan even had an inner boarder, only once a moon would they check the outer one. It was safer for them to meet there than anywhere else. She got closer, the darkness lessening her turns, making her vision sharper. They weren't called ShadeClan for nothing. She reached the spot. Her heart pounded in her chest, she tried to keep her breath under control, it was short from the running. Then is happened. She scented him. She looked around hopefully, and something jumped her from behind. It was a tom, a powerful one. He pinned her so that she couldn't see his face, but his claws were sheathed. Grasseye laughed, and tried to roll over, the grip loosened. She did roll, she was on her back, her belly playfully exposed while the muscular tom stood over her, his whiskers twitching.
"Grasseye!" he said happily as he let his weight drop. All his weight fell on her at once, knocking the breath out of her. She struggled to get air back into her lungs. "Oof!" she said as she tried to shove him off slightly. She moved him a bit, but not by much. He got up, a grin on his face. She laughed lightly, getting up and taking a few shallow breaths. He got into a hunters crouch. "Let's fight!" he said playfully. Grasseye nodded curtly and also got into a crouch. He pounced, and missed her by a whisker, she had dodged. He slid his claws out into the ground. Grasseye kept hers sheathed. She would not hurt him. He jumped across her, meaning to go over her head. He lashed out at her, his claws scraping at her face. Multiple slits of scarlet appeared on her muzzle. She nodded in acceptance, and tried to bowl him over. He raked her back with his strangely long claws. Grasseye winced. She rolled over on to her back, exposing her belly in defeat. The toms claws had really sunk into her.
"Come on Grasseye! Your no fun!" he said sadly as he padded back over to her, sitting down with a light 'thud'.
"I know, but I want to talk to you," she said, sitting up. Some dirt had gotten into the open wounds on her back. She ignored the stab of pain she felt race through her. "Tigerstripe, I want to have kits," she said, as if she really meant it.
He looked at the ground with curiosity, not really paying attention as he pawed the dirt. "With who?" he asked, making little ditches in the earth.
She sat up straight, and flicked her tail under his chin, making him look her in the eyes. "You. I want kits with you. Your my mate, after all," she said firmly. She wished that it wasn't so normal to have kits and be mates with so many different cats in ShadeClan. If you were mates with a cat, your expected to be mates with at least two other cats as well.
He nodded slightly. "Alright. So you want kits. When?" he asked her, looking into her eyes. His were brown, an ugly mud brown. The rest of him was handsome though.
She looked away, flushing under her fur. "I want kits now Tigerstripe," she said blandly. She blinked. A lot.
He blinked once, just the one blink. "Now?" he asked, a tad of surprise in his voice. She nodded.
"Now."
He nodded. "Ok." Grasseye banished a tear of happiness from her eyes. She got up, and swished her tail around him playfully. "Come on!" she said as she started to bound away happily.
~END FLASHBACK~
Grasseye woke, tears forming. A few rolled down her cheek. Why had StarClan given her that kit? Because they hated her. That one kit, that one kit that lived. The one kit that she had given birth to. That one kit had to die. Killed by her own father. Killed because he was angry. Killed because the kits father was angry at it, for waking him up. The one lash that ended the life of the perfect, beautiful kit. The kit that had looked just like her mother, stunning in every way. Grasseye got up again, she had only slept for a few minutes. She started padding along again, but after a moment she broke into a run. She had to get to MoonClan. She had too. A finale tear fell onto the earth as she ran along, trying to fine her home. Her real home.
Yeah, so that's Grasseye and Tigerstripe. Really depressing, but I love them anyways.
