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Post by sunni bells on Dec 29, 2008 2:52:10 GMT -5
An insane swimmingness overtook his eye sight before it started to clear. Cough and sputtering once more, hoarsely. Spewing nothing he weakly shifted to a direct stomach position. Pouncingstar he smiled weakly. What a horrid turn of tables, I dislike being in distress. he attempted to joke, his eyes were still foggy and a bit unclear. His whole pelt was a wallowing disaster of mud and tufts of onyx fur sticking through. Glancing around nervously his eyes returned to her, haunted with just the worries that he feared.
Where exactly are we, friend? his mouth twisted into a mournful frown on his strikingly handsome, youthful face. All attention zeroed in on her, and then the clan. Are you alright? leaping to his feet, back into the action. Unsteadily he began to stumble at the dizziness of his pounding head as blood rushed to all portions of his cold body. He caught himself against a tree and heaved a long breath. Were not home, thats for certain. He swallowed, blue eyes examining each piece of life around him. His mouth twisted down more, his frame sagging. Most of everything was covered with sticky mud. His paws made a funny squilshing sounds as they moved over the slippery Earth's covering.
Sadly he omitted several words, I do think it's safe to say that we are lost. Utterly, and hopelessly lost. His ears twitched, flinging small bit of mud. His words sounded awfully bleak in his hearers, he added, At least until some of this mud clears. He sponged his way toward her, and almost nothing around here make a suitable shelter... He snuck one quick bold glance at the roots of the willow tree, he winced, the space beneath them was big enough for the two, but not quite so big enough to be without touching each other throughout their whole slumber, or rest in there. Not enough space for the two to be considered a safe distance without having further attachment, he almost heaved again at this wretched thought. I mean we could use the roots, but we would have to dig some more space, because you know... There isn't enough room. Without waiting for her consent he moved toward it, looking it over on all sides. His eyes narrowed at the thought of all the effort to clear space for both of them. His body convulsed in a shiver before he squeezed inside to see what could be done while it was still light. If we dug a little here and lay like so there would be just enough room to have a little space, unless you want to keep searching, though we don't know which way to go. his voice floated out from the dark hole in the ground, his head poked out. This might just work he meowed, feigning joy. [/center]
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Post by Laughing on Dec 30, 2008 9:32:20 GMT -5
Pouncingstar heaved a noisy breath as she heard the voice of her deputy, a voice that showed her that he was alive and well. She could hardly hold back her happiness at the fact that he was okay, but she did because of the serious nature of their situation now. She could not even smell any faint trace of Riverclan from where they were, her nostrils flaring only for a couple of seconds while she listened half-heartedly to the man speak. She didn't know where they were, in truth. She had never been this far out of the territory, even in her apprentice days. "We're out of Riverclan territory, that I can tell you. Not too far out though, the breaking of the river could not sweep us so quickly far out of our territory," the leader murmured, hoping that the black tom would hear her over the pounding of the sleety rain outside. The day had become too cold to allow that chilling rain to remain the only thing that fell down on the terrain.
She flicked her ears at him when he asked if she was okay. She turned her head at the concerned words, a pained expression narrowed in on her face. She released a shaky breath, "I'm fine. But are you feeling better, Coldcurrent?" She twitched her lips at the feeling of worry that had flooded her before. Now all she could do was watch him wander around their meager shelter, her bouncing green eyes light in the shadow of the root that she had pulled the two of them under. She wanted to be able to assure him now. But she stilled felt helpless; she didn't know what to do. She knew that they had to get back to the Clan soon and be wary of anything that smelled faintly of a predator. But she didn't know how to get back to camp. They could follow the river back to its beginning point at the lake and then use their noses from there. Or they could wander... Truthfully, the former sounded so much easier. But when she felt the frozen quality of the air and the sound of the rain outside of the shelter, she knew that something like that at this moment would waste a lot of energy and end up with both of them getting sick, at the best.
She felt the noise of his voice once more when he was speaking of digging space, unsure of what he had spoken before that. Her eyes found what he was speaking off, a shelter made of root and drier dirt that had escaped the rain's wrath. She raised an eyebrow before watching him stick himself into the dark den; his black form melding with the shadows before his face came out, speaking of what they could do. She saw the troubled look in his azure eye. "Why are you so troubled by the spacing issue, Coldcurrent? If we stay closer during our rest we can share warmth and therefore have more strength. So this hole seems fine," she narrowed her gaze, still perplexed to why he was so against having to sleep next to each other. "And looking for more shelter in weather like this would just waste energy we need for later to get back to camp. We should rest for now. And no unnecessary digging, please." She rolled her green eyes and tottered forward, her legs still slightly shaky from the experience. She pushed herself forward, forgetting the incident before, or trying too. She moved past his form sleekly, her coat still retaining some water from earlier. She pressed her body against the side of the hole, reveling in the dull warmth that it provided then the outside.
She curled up immediately after feeling this slight prevailing warmth over the unkind cool wind in the cave and smiled a bit behind the paw which was hiding her face. Even in a position like this she could feel a faint tickle of his fur against hers. "Don't tell me that you're embarrassed or something, Coldcurrent. Don't you sleep next to she-cats in the warriors den all of the time?" she laughed and extended one back leg to push at him before recoiling it back against her form. "Just sit down and don't make a fuss. We need to gather strength for traveling back to camp tomorrow." She blinked in the dark cave, making out his form perfectly against the shade, waiting for him to sit down as well.
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Post by sunni bells on Dec 30, 2008 17:28:00 GMT -5
Sighing, he squeezed in behind her, although his head rang, But it isn't the same, the clan does not murmur of such a close relationship between me and any other warrior I sleep by. though, as he curled into a tight ball and squeezed his eyes shut, her would admit that it did feel better to have her damp fur rubbing against his back. His muscles relaxed and his eyes weren't so tightly shut. His breathing started to slow as he rested though, he could not sleep. Yeah... I'm alright. he muttered, besides his stinging paw pads. A soft purr rumbled in his throat at the slight security. As he drifted away into a final quiet sleep he thought to himself, It still isn't the same...
Hours later a weak sunlight beam managed to get though the roots to wake them. He blinked his eyes open and surveyed the new, tender day. His tail flicked best it could and he crawled out slowly, his legs aching, sore and unsteady. He wobbled for a moment and then sank to the ground, turning to cleanse his messy pelt. The taste of mud felt horrible against his tasters, but he knew there wouldn't be a clean pool of water for a while. He though over his leader's words, it had to be true, they couldn't be to far from the clan. And he wonder how they were doing, and if the mud swell had reached camp. He shivered, with out his dried coating of mud is coat hadn't yet started it's thickening and it was colder with out the extra death-like vice that tortured them yesterday. He looked back at his leader's sleeping form, she could sleep a while longer. The strange serendipity that brings close friends who are so different on the outside still puzzled him, a thought that held his mind since apprenticehood and now he sat contently, staring off into space and yet the mysteries of life alluded him each day, just when he thought he knew everything about her something new came up.
His mind wandered very long till the sun was almost over his head and he did not notice when his leader stirred, his gaze focused straight ahead, The chance of meeting one of the most wonderful cats in the whole wide world and to think that with one choice you would have never met them. Of course he was thinking this, but he hadn't realize that he had said it aloud. He turned around, breaking away finally to see his leader's face. What?
OOC: Sorry for the whimpish post, and the weird thinking aloud thing. He was just sort of thinking about her, cause he had nothing else to do. And his one of his weakness' is that when it comes to relationships he doesn't like them being read the wrong way, so the clans talking really bugs him.
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Post by Laughing on Dec 31, 2008 10:34:45 GMT -5
It did not take long for the damp she-cat to fall under, only hearing the faint murmur of her deputy okaying his condition before the darkness of slumber overtook her mind and body, slipping her into a condition of pleasentness. She did not dream that night, no stars touched the ground and spoke to her of what she should do. The steady pounding of the rain that had seemed so breathtakingly loud in earlier moments faded into a dull tune that blended with her soothed heart. There were no great waves in the landscape of her dreams, no wailing calls for someone who had died and someone joining the dieing. She felt, even in her deeply unconscious state, the rain stop its pounding and a smile had slipped across her expression because of it. There was nothing to worry about. Tomorrow would be a better day, at least one that would allow Pouncingstar to reign her own mind. Then again, tomorrow, like any other day, held its share of worries and dangers. Dangers...
Something in her dreamland slipped, something screamed. A heavy weight pressed against her chest, against her heart.
Pouncingstar woke up panting.
Her eyes scouted from one side of the dank cave they slept in to the other, Coldcurrent was sitting near the enterance. She felt dizzy from the effects of her dream, the life-like pain that had caused her heart into an uproar at the very moment of her waking. She almost felt like it would burst right out of her chest, splatter through her ribcage and continue its beat even when it was inches from her face on the ground. She tried to let it go, to remember that she was just in a cave, nothing was crushing her. Nothing was harming her. She let a silent sigh part her lips in the warm move as she moved slowly to the enterance of her cave to consult her deputy on the matter of her dream. However, as she drew near to him, his lips began to move and words came out. Words she could hear perfectly well.
A burning sensation came upon her face immediately, heating her expression. Coldcurrent was embarassing her and she wanted to tell him to stop it, but there seemed to be no reason, for when he turned around and looked at her he didn't seem abashed or anything. He just looked like he normally did and even asked her 'what' like he didn't know what happened. She, still blushing like a mad woman, moved past him with a rough shove. She didn't want to say anything to him if he didn't even know what he had said himself. Yet, she also had a part of herself that said that she had to tell him that he had said such embarassing things outload. She just didn't want to look like an idiot all by herself.
"The most wonderful cat, huh?" Pouncingstar muttered, feeling a weight lift off because she had at least said the thing in a little voice. Now she had to get back to her normal, leader-like self, not conflicted with the rain or with Coldcurrent's embarassing speech. Her eyes moved along the small river which had carried them down all the way this far, her paws melding unpleasently to the muddied ground, still wet from the night before and now as cold as the water itself. "I think that if we go along the river back to the Lake we'll be fine, right? I think from there we can find our Clan. If we end up on any enemy territory we tell them what happens. Besides, we're leader and deputy, are they going to try to fight us?" Pouncingstar giggled, twitching her tail at the influx of emotion.
"Do you think that the muddy river would still have any fish in it or are we going to have to settle for vole?" she said with a curious little movement of her head, inclined to one side to show her questioning. She was looking at him with her vibrant green eyes inquiring on his opinion, no longer clouded with embarassment at words he had said. "We have to be careful, though. The mud is sleek, we might fall into the river again. Starclan forbid."
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Post by sunni bells on Jan 20, 2009 19:11:39 GMT -5
OOC:fine...
As he studied her face he realized he must have said something aloud in his faraway state, he decide not to broach the subject quite yet. Now do we follow the river up or down stream, I am guessing up. he murmured after moments hesitation. He turned to try and groom his fur again and watched her walk around on the slippery flooring. Starclan forbid. he murmured in agreement. Standing up with a steely look in his eye, We'll catch something along the way, hopefully. We should hurry and get back to the clan. His eyes were glazed over as he looked over the banks of the swirling river. Though it might wash us up some. A voles good too. he commented, already beginning to trail along side of the swollen river. I'm sorry if I was thinking aloud. he resolved softly as he continued to stare down at the river. That's something that hasn't happen in a while, just thinking you know... Life is so different now than what I thought it would be. His eyes traveled towards her and then away again, his mind was still in a state of shock. His pawsteps picked up a bit, his pace hurrying along the bend, they needed to get home. He needed to be sane, this was never suppose to spill out like that. His head throbbed, throbbed. Throbbed. Then again, he muttered wryly, What a prize, a deputy and a leader. And Riverclan left without commanders or organization.
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Post by Laughing on Jan 24, 2009 15:30:52 GMT -5
Pouncingstar looked into his dull azure gaze, noticing that he was scanning her expression as she looked over him. But... he didn't say anything to her murmured word, though it was quite obvious that he now knew that she knew. His words mumbled were part of the way that she realized this, along with his sudden escape from her inquiring look. He was just as flustered now as she had been when she had been the witness to such personal thoughts, and a smooth satisfaction rolled over her to see her deputy so completely out of it. She was going to tell him that she was fine with it, that she understood, when he immediately touched upon others subjects, leaving behind the verses earlier said without even touching them.
"Well, since it seems that you're not going to wait for me to say downstream or up, I'll just let you lead the way," the tabbied she-cat said with a slight exasperation as he moved forward, ahead of her. It was obvious that he wanted to depart from this place, perhaps to leave behind the feelings that he had expressed out loud or that he was truly concerned that the Clan would fall to enemy hands while they loped along the river. She had this tingling feeling that the Clan would suspect something when they got back, together, and though they may accept the story that she and Coldcurrent would tell, they would believe that they had done something secretive out there over night. Pouncingstar scoffed at the thought, but it lingered somewhere in the confines of her head. What did her Clan really think of their relationship? More then just deputy and leader?
"The Clan will hopefully be able to function with us gone, but it would be a very intelligent idea to be heading back around now. If we go down, then it'd be fine I suppose. I've never been this far out of Clan territory, not even as a playful kit or apprentice. How studious of me," Pouncingstar said with a small smirk teasing her lips. She doubted that her deputy had been either, but one was never quite sure with Coldcurrent. The man may seem all put together nicely, but there might be secrets that even she did not know. And she considered herself one of the closest people to Coldcurrent as his leader and his not-related-by-blood sister. But surely, just like she had things she did not speak of, he had things that he kept in his head. Well, the best that he could. Pouncingstar felt herself smiling self consciously at this thought, what other things had Coldcurrent unintentionally said while with others?
"I prefer a fish over a vole any day," Pouncingstar was commenting with a slight toss of her head when Coldcurrent brought back up the subject she had decidedly dropped. She wasn't about to make Coldcurrent any more uncomfortable than he had been earlier moments, though not shown, but since he had dragged the topic from the murky waters she had thrown them into, Pouncingstar decided that if she was going to get her paws muddy and soaked from bringing it up, she might as well play around with it for a while. Make him blush a little harder one could say. He certainly was not going to get away with the foolishness of bringing back up a cast subject. She wondered just how red she could make his face, that is if he was still feeling embarrassed about it.
"Coldcurrent, did you ever like me more then just a friend? Is that one of the reasons why you didn't even want to go into that hole that night, in fear that we might touch?" Pouncingstar was smirking, though he obviously couldn't see it. Her voice sounded innocent, edged with curiosity. She did not know if she could keep a straight face for longer than this. "I mean its either that or you dislike me or something. For what other reason would there be not to feel comfortable sleeping next to me?"
She certainly felt like a sadist now, pawing her way slowly behind her deputy. She did not respond to his comment on Riverclan being unruled during the moments of their disappearance. She didn't think that anything was going to happen. There had been no hostility between the Clans for a while. Rather, everything had been going strangely smooth. Her heart picked up for a second, a racing pulse jabbing her chest. What if the reason they weren't getting attacked was because the other Clans were plotting a joint fight against Riverclan? But for what reason? Pouncingstar's eyes were wide, bright with newly drawn fear, unaware of anything that was happening around her. She couldn't settle her heart.
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