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Post by Sheerpath on Jan 28, 2008 18:13:39 GMT -5
Timeshadow sat down on the edge of a pool. It was crusted with ice on the edges and he could see his own blue eyes reflected. They were sparkling with anger, confusion and ambition. He had been grateful of what StarClan had planned out for him but also outraged at the clan they chose but he'll get back to WindClan somehow. He wondered how long before he could REALLY return again as himself. It wasn't easy getting his mind back in place if you were recarnated. Another StarClan cat came by and sat down next to him. "So your letting me return?" Timeshadow queered.
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Post by ♥D.azed♥ on Jan 28, 2008 18:32:23 GMT -5
The starry white she-cat came down to sit next to Timeshadow. Her eyes showed happiness, but it wasn't because she wanted him gone... She felt he deserved a longer time, and this is what the StarClan cats agreed on. " Yes... We've all agreed that it just wasn't your time to join us... Timeshadow... You have a long, great life ahead of you... You are in store for many great things..." She meowed, her raspy voice filled with wisdom.
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Post by Sheerpath on Jan 28, 2008 19:49:18 GMT -5
The starry warrior's rough rasping voice sent shudders up Timeshadow's body. He knew as well as any cat how dangerous recarnation is, the new cat would have no idea that he is Timeshadow until somehow his spirit meets his new body and he can truely return. If a cat isn't strong enough he might never be reunited with his true self. No! Ambition tore through Timeshadow's heart like a claw, he IS strong enough. He has to be, trying isn't enough, only doing is. "What are you planning to do?" he asked his voice wary. "What do you plan to do to let me return to the clans?" OOC:Lets just say the white she-cat is his mother Silverpool okay? Even though she's a bit silvery but who cares? Mind you anyone is welcomed to post as Silverpool but try to keep her personality the same
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Post by Sheerpath on Jan 28, 2008 20:01:09 GMT -5
Timeshadow suddenly whipped his head around startling the new cat. "So what is this about? You want me to start out as a RiverClan cat?" his voice was outraged and didn't pause to give the white cat a chance to answer. "I'll get back to WindClan somehow and then I'll return." he voice was still furious and thick with ambition and loss. "I can see war coming, a dark storm is gathering and it'll unleash the flames of war. Trying your best ISN'T GOOD ENOUGH!" With that he stormed away. HIS best was a pretty poor best if he couldn't beat a half rouge cat. He didn't know how he'll ever find his way back to the clans. His white fur stood on end and his eyes blazed. What has gotten him so worked up like this? He knew the answer:ambition. Maybe he had too much ambition for his own good...like Tigerstar maybe that was why the murderous cat had taken an interest in to him. What would he do now? No one had ever told him he had such terrifying ancestors. No matter how much he tried to ignore it it was the honest truth. He did have Tigerstar's ambition but what would he do with it. Would even Timeshadow have enough ambition to make such a bet for power like...Tigerstar?
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