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[/i], surprised they didn't blot out the moon. But no matter how brightly they glimmered, the moon was almost full. It out-shined everything and bleached the entire world. Even he himself seemed to be almost made of silver fire, carved out of ice as he stared up at the sky. He barely moved a muscle, and didn't even feel the cold. His long fur was bushed out to hide his body from the chill. The only part of him that moved was his eyes and ears, keeping a constant vigil for his Clamates' safety.

It wouldn't be long before the next guard woke up and he could go to his nest beside Shiningheart. In fact, his replacement should be coming any moment. A rustling came from the warriors' den at that precise second, and Blizzardshard almost smirked at his almost perfect timing. "Good timing. You almost ready to take over?" he called to the warrior.
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[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, background-color: transparent, width: 400px; height: 300px;] Rainflight i'm the new cancer|never looked better|you can't stand it|because you say so under your breath|you're reading lips "when did he get all confident?" Cold. Rainflight could barely move. Her body felt frozen to the ground. It was as if all her life source was sucked into the bedding underneath her, leaving her with this hollow shell of a cat. To be honest, that was what Rainflight was anymore. A shell of a cat she used to be. The outgoing, friendly spirit of a far away being that once inhabited her very frame had left long ago, off to fend for herself until maybe one day her old vessel would be warm enough to survive in again. Ever since Owlstar became leader, it was as if she was just another warrior in his eyes. It was obvious from the moment he came back from the High stones that there was a new founded distant between them. No, not because of the distinct difference in ranking, but there was a new spark in his eyes..a spark that depleted her from all his passions. The Clan comes first. he always said. That was his new passion. To lead out his new dream as leader of ThunderClan, and to spend all his time and effort taking care of the cats who made it up. At first, when the ignoring began, she let it go. It was always his dream, to become leader. Always his passion. Of course he needed time to accustom to not only the responsibilities, but the exciting prospects of his new rank. Time when on, though, and Rainflight grew tired. He never talked to her, never patrolled with her, never even shared a meal with her....he wasn't Owltalon anymore. He was Owlstar. He was a new cat in every way. She remembered when he was just a young warrior, promising he would be leader so he could share his nest with her in the privacy of his own den. That didn't happen either. Instead, here she was, on the outskirts of the warriors den, the missing body belonging to the nest beside her gone to a different world. And she was cold. With much difficulty, her tired and frozen body managed to heave itself out of the limited warmth of the nest, her limbs stiff and made of ice. For a few moments she just stood there, shivering. Her whole entire frame ached with discomfort, protesting silently as she finally dared to take a step. At first, pain shot through her joints, the neglect of movement pulsing through in the form of sharp prickles in her muscles. But as she slowly moved through the sleeping bodies of her companions, her condition eased, yet she still felt cold. As she exited the warriors den, a voice piercing the quiet atmosphere startled her, quickly forgetting her low temperature and replaced the feeling with confusion and bewilderment. Her wide dark blue eyes were carried toward the large form of Blizzardshard, the ThunderClan deputy. He was looking at her with expectancy and slight unknown amusement, and by the look at his thick fur he didn't seem at all buffered by the cold temperature. This reminded her again of how utterly cold she was (her short black fur definitely not aiding her at all) and was sent back into her prior state of mind. Hiding her quivering legs with a stiff stalk, she made her way over to the deputy to poise herself in his place. "As ready as I'll ever be in this weather," she huffed bitterly. (( im actually debating on her flirting yet or not, just because shes the type of cat that is much too respectful and honest to hit on someone who has a mate xD besides i really want her to find someone who can be there for her and she can crush on and then become mates. maybe blizzardshard can either be there as comfort, help her find that cat, or idk you can be creative as you want with this honestly ))

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[/i] proven to repeat itself...

Okay, anyway, the point was that he'd seen that posture before. Normally, it was right before Shiningheart started yelling at him for telling their kits something he shouldn't have. In other words, it was the 'angry she-cat' walk. He was either in it really deep or she was just angry at someone else. 'Probably Owlstar. Not that I blame her.' the deputy thought, a frown half-tugging at his mouth before he managed to banish it from his expression entirely. "As ready as I'll ever be in this weather."

Almost immediately, Blizzardshard relaxed his stance and released the breath he hadn't known he was holding. "Oh, thank StarClan. You're just cold. I thought by the stiff walking, you might have been angry about something and was about to take it out on me." He laughed awkwardly, shuffling his paws in the dust beneath them while looking around to avoid looking the she-cat in the eyes. He coughed a little to clear his throat before eventually pushing his embarrassment back to look at her with real concern. "I'm sorry, though; if I'd known it was going to be this cold, I would have asked one of the longer-furred cats to take my spot."

It was true. The weather was starting to turn even colder, the Green-leaf morning dew turning to Leaf-fall morning frost. He usually tried to set up patrols and guard shifts with which cats would be more comfortable to reduce the chances of them getting sick or, in Green-leaf's case, overheated. Since his own pelt was well-insulated, Blizzardshard never felt the cold as acutely as the shorter-furred cats, like Rainflight and Shiningheart.

Acting on impulse, Blizzardshard moved so that he was standing close to Rainflight, letting her soak in his heat like the roots of a flower soaked in rainwater. "If you want, you can go back to your nest and I can take the rest of the ni-hyite." As much as he tried to keep it in, Blizzardshard was interrupted by a yawn. Not just any yawn, but the kind that flashed your fangs and your tongue and made your jaw ache just by looking at it.
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A defensive stance made Rainflight wary as she came up to meet him, causing her to pause slightly and slow her pace, eyeing the warrior with a suspicious gaze. The black warrior wasn't sure how to take this; she trusted and knew him enough that she knew the gray tom wouldn't dare harm her, nor be the type to accuse her of attacking him, yet his abrupt muscle tenseness told her it had to be something. It was only after she had spoken she had noticed this strange behavior was even happening in the dim moonlight, before Blizzardshard relaxed, giving no trace of the hostility prior. Rainflight's confusion was cleared just by his first statement. Rainflight snorted. It was kind of insulting that she would be taken as that kind of cat: rash and harsh, especially since usually the she-cat was always so easy-going and friendly. She never really was the type to lash out on others. But, he couldn't blame him for feeling this way. Rainflight hasn't been herself ever since she left Owlstar, being a bit more grumpy and pessimistic opposed to her normal bright traits. For all she knew, maybe she was becoming rash and harsh. If this unexpected change of mood could happen, no one knew what else to predict from this pretty she-cat. Or, maybe he could blame him. Maybe it wasn't all those things, but instead a stereotype on she-cats. Maybe he already assumed the female gender did this, and went on those feelings. This thought drew away Rainflight's sympathy. Whatever the case, he seemed honestly a little guilty for his misunderstanding and incorrect assumption, his awkward looks and shuffles making it way too obvious, probably the opposite effect of what he wanted. Taking that as an apology, she swiftly moved into the next topic of conversation without daring to mention his antics before. Although the following words didn't really make her feel much better. With a start she was distracted by her ill feelings by a sudden closeness. Cold, fatigue and strong negative emotions caused confusion and blindness for a couple of moments, not quite sure where the warmth was coming from. Then her shoulders relaxed when she clumsily realized it was just the deputy. For once, she felt...comforted. Safe. It had been so long since she had felt these feelings she felt the same rush as if she were experiencing it anew. It was a simple feeling. A feeling she was cared for. That she was actually important again. Like she actually meant something. Her spirits lifted slightly, savoring the fluff that was pressed against her side. Unfortunately, (story of her life) the feeling was not long-lasting. By the large, gaping yawn the tom made, it would be selfish to keep him here for her own emotional needs. "Go," she said briskly, to hide her disappointment. "I'm a warrior; I'll survive." If I can survive the heart-break of losing Owlstar, I can survive anything. words: 488 for: blizzardshard [bg=ebe0b2]

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The small kit shivered as a gust of cool air pushed through the nursery entrance right over the kittens bed. She curled up more and let out a pitiful noise for someone to come curl up with her, but no one came. She was alone. She slowly opened her eyes and blinked looking around. The other queens and kits were asleep. She shivered then got up and stretched. Maybe she could ask a warrior if she could sleep with them. They usually let her. She quietly slipped out of the nursery and looked around. She noticed two figures where guards usually stood and sniffed some to see who it was. Her ears perked up some as she easily caught her foster mom's scent, Rainflight. She flicked her ears and slowly moved that way, hoping to not get in the way. Hearing them talk she hid behind a small rock trying to suppress the shivers that raked the poor kits body. Seeing Blizzardshard shiver int eh cold and Rainflight take the guards position she poked her head out into the moonlight some causing both warriors to notice her almost immediately. She gave a weak smile and slowly came over ducking some under Rainflight's gaze. "Mama, can i stay with you?" she mewed quietly, glancing between her and Blizzardshard, "I'm cold and lonely." Dappledkit hated sounding pathetic in front of the deputy, but she missed her parents coming to curl up with her. She laid her ears back and gave the black she-cat a pitiful look then gave it to Blizzardshard. Maybe if Rainflight wouldn't let her stay maybe the deputy would be nice enough. "I miss curling up with you in the nursery." [bg=f2c469]

[/s][/i] Blizzardshard snorted and said in amusement, "You'd be a pretty poor warrior if you were killed by one night in only mildly cold weather. But if you're sure..." He was slow to pull away from her and even slower to walk towards the warmth of the warriors den. It just felt wrong to leave her there, like something was missing or there was something he should say. Blizzardshard bit the inside of his cheek, trying to think of what to say, when he cast a half-glance towards Owlstar. And just like that, he knew what was missing. "Hey, listen, about Owlstar..."

The deputy had no idea what he was going to say. Was he supposed to say 'everything will be alright'? Ask her to take Owlstar back? None of that felt right to him. So maybe it was a good thing his attention was stolen by a small little voice asking nervously, "Mama, can i stay with you?"[/s] Dapplekit looked back and forth between her foster mother and and him. "I miss curling up with you in the nursery."

Blizzardshard felt his heart break at the kit's question. He hadn't even thought about how the break-up was effecting the young she-cat. Did she even know what was going on, and that her foster parents weren't together anymore? Or had someone just told her that Rainflight went back to warrior duties?

Part of him wanted to nod and say it was alright with him, but as much as he wanted to, Rainflight was Dapplekit's guardian. It was her decision. Blizzardshard looked from Dapplekit to Rainflight with raised eyebrows. The look in his eye was almost accusatory, but not quite. The most that could be said was it was judging her, like the warrior's decision would effect how Blizzardshard saw her.
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Rainflight flicked her ears in faint amusement. Her defenseness ebbed away at the deputy's mild yet obvious attempts at creating a tolerable atmosphere, probably in consideration in favoring her emotional needs more than her physical coldness. Although common sense warned her to be more off to these things and go against sympathy, proving that not only she was an indepentent member of the Clan, but also independent in the sense that she does not need Owlstar, she couldn't help the feeling of comfort and secuirty knowing that Blizzardshard did care yet wasn't going to be obsessive, blunt, nor disrespectful due to his pity. The deputy was truly a natural talker. Amusement prickled her spine more as the gray tom retreated, his slow movements betraying the same disappointment and regret she herself felt. Yet despite their conflicting feelings it wasn't her place to drain the deputy even more than he already did, and out of everyone it was surely him that deserved as much rest as possible. Unlike every other warrior, he was destined to carry out duties from the earliest morning light to the brink of night, carrying much responsiblity on his shoulders. Her pety problems could be subsided longer for his sake. Besides, it wasn't as if she was on the edge of completely letting out her emotions and need for company anyway. Despite this selfless deed, she was eager to keep him a moment longer when he glanced back and his voice warmed the cold air in a foggy huff. Unfortunately, her defenses raised and her loneliness regained itself when her ears perked at his trailed off words, not really knowing if she really wanted to hear the conclusion of what he had to say. Rainflight did not want anything to do with the ThunderClan leader, and she did not want to seem desperate in front of any cat. A soft mew interupted their conversation, a small figure stumbling across the clearing toward the camp entrance. At first, she sat dumbfounded, as if her reality was breaking apart and nothing was familiar anymore. Then she recovered her senses and glanced at Blizzardshard, a look of suspicion in her eyes and an invisible threat to confront to her what he wanted to say earlier. Turning back to Dapplekit her dark blue eyes softened. "Yes, dear. Take shelter under my belly; it's rather cold outside. I don't want my brave little warrior to get sick." She gestured her raven-black paw toward her underside, and a soft breath of warmth caressed her heart. Although it was originally Owlstar's idea for them to take the helpless kit in, and refusing for she did not want to be a mother just yet and still wanted to stay in her warrior duties, the time she did spend with the little scrap wasn't all bad. Although she wasn't as attentive as most mothers, she did form a close bond with Dappledkit, and her love grew stronger and stronger every day. Regret and resentment faded into pride and joy, and honestly, in this moment, she had never felt so wanted or loved. At least she knew that someone would depend on her and her company. Raising her gaze to Blizzardshard again, she spoke coolly, "Was what you wanted to say important?" words: 541 for: blizzardshard [bg=ebe0b2]

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Well, if Dapplekit really didn't know what was happening, he certainly wouldn't be the one to break the news to her. So Blizzardshard forced himself to give a nonchalant shrug and a chuckle. "Nah, not really. I just..." He chose his next words carefully, glancing at Dapplekit. "Just wanted to say that I think you made the right decision." There. If anyone listening didn't already know what was going on, they wouldn't have been able to discern what he meant by that. "While I don't agree with the way you did it, I think he does need to be taught a lesson."

Blizzardshard suddenly wasn't all that tired, and he once again sat next to Rainflight. Not nearly as close as before, but close enough that, if she wanted the warmth again, she could just lean against him. "I think I can stay up for a bit longer. It's been a while since I've spoken to the next apprentice." he meowed, looking down at Dapplekit with a warm smile. He liked to think of the young kit as a niece, since Owlstar was, or used to be, like a brother. "How are you doing, Dapplekit? Looking forward to next moon?"
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Dapplekit sat quietly waiting trying to hide shivers from the cool wind, but apparently her attempts were in vain as Rainflight told her to come curl up under her belly. She grinned and trotted over happily curling up under her foster mom's soft fur. It was really warm and she could feel her heartbeat against her back which was something that always soothed Dapplekit. She closed her eyes thoughtfully as she listened to the deputy and her mother talked. He was choosing his words carefully, like he didn't want Dapplekit to know what they were talking about. It was the same thing everyone talked about: Rainflight and Owlstar splitting up. She knew about she just decided to be ignorant about it. She hated the thought of them arguing and never getting back together. Maybe they were having a rough patch, but over time it would mend again. That was the plan she had going through her mind. Maybe somehow she could get them back together. Hearing Blizzardshard talking about the next apprentice her ears perked and she looked up at him, an excited look filling her golden eyes. She was so excited it made her paws itch. "I'm doing really good. I've been working on my stalking and hunting already," she mewed proudly, "And yes. I'm super excited to be come an apprentice. It'll be nice to be out of the nursery." She was glad that the deputy cared about how she was doing. She had always seen Blizzardshard as an uncle and she also knew he saw her the same way. He always would find some time with scuffle with her a bit or give pointers on her hunting form. In her mind, she really hoped that maybe Blizzardshard would be her mentor, but she would be happy with any mentor that Owlstar and Blizzardshard assigned. "I really wish I was six moons already," she mewed softly leaning back into her mom's warm body. [bg=f2c469]

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Rainflight narrowed her eyes at Blizzardshard's reply. She understood how he felt, considering that the tom was one of Owlstar's closest friends. But to accuse her of her course of action and labeling it as "the wrong thing to do" wasn't something she could comprehend. What else was she expected to do? Keep on being ignored then ridiculed if she ever mentioned how she felt? Time and time again she tried doing it the easy, gentle way. She tried telling him how he was acting and how abandoned she felt, but she was always met with the same bullshit: "The Clan comes first." She was always met with nothing but deaf ears, and there is so much that a cat can take before taking drastic measures such as the one she took at the very end of her struggle. Except, despite knowing it was the right thing to do, she still didn't know if she felt better, worse, or the same now that it was all over, and wondering if she really made the right decision. At least, though, if anything, he was on her side. Rainflight still seemed to have his support despite the connection he has with Owlstar and his contradiction to her methods of dealing with the rough situation. Even she was surprised by his blunt "taught a lesson" add-on, and again the defensiveness she felt flowed away, left by only a trace of suspicion, not totally sure he was speaking his entire mind. She half-wanted to ask about her ex, for Blizzardshard would definitely be the cat to go to for that kind of information, but her pride and her kit did not dare let those words escape out of her mouth. Instead, she focused on smaller things, like the new found body under underbelly. "It's not a matter of teaching lessons, just a matter of knowing what place you belong, and residing in it." She managed to throw in before their conversation twisted toward her foster daughter, in her last words referencing her feelings on how she slowly didn't feel as if she was actually Owlstar's mate anymore, and she followed up on that by actually not being his mate. "Yes, she's already my little warrior already," she mused with a proud purr, her tail bringing her kit closer. Stifling a purr of amusement that might intersect with her already ongoing purr of pride she added in acknowledgement to her 'work on her stalking skills', "You never give those feathers a chance." words: 414 for: Blizzardshard, Dapplekit [bg=ebe0b2]

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Dapplekit let out a small giggle as they talked about the feather she had stalked earlier that day. In her head it was a mouse that she had to catch in order to save a starving elder. There was no way she was going to let it get away. As she glanced around she noticed that Blizzardshard's tail tip moving and crouched some to go attack it. She was about to show off her hunting skills some more when he started talking to her again. He was really asking her who she wanted as mentor? That was awesome! she was really quiet fora minute thinking about it. "Really, i would like you to be my mentor Blizzardshard." she said with a grin her tail flicking back and forth excitedly, "Because you're really brave, and really smart, and really nice and stuff. I don't think you'd be easy to train with but that makes it so much better because i wanna be the best Warrior that Thunderclan has seen! I wanna prove i'm just as good even though I wasn't born here!" She explained all this with a grin on her face. She knew what cats said. She wasn't good enough, she didn't belong in the clans, she didn't understand. but this was her home. Her mom and dad were here. She would find her place here one way or another. Maybe Blizzardshard could help be that push she needed. Word count:: 238 Tagged: Blizzardshard and Rainflight [bg=f2c469]

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Rainflight watched the two with a slow depletion of warmth from her eyes. Her mind drifted to the distant corners of her mind, unable to concentrate on the happiness fluttering around her due to the dragging depression that froze her core. Even the warmth of her precious kit pressed against her fur wasn't able to penetrate the coldness inside her. She shouldn't help it; she wasn't the type to just give into negative emotions and to be selfish to the cats around her. But with Dapplekit talking of becoming an apprentice, it made her wistful for her own youth back, where all these stresses didn't affect her, and her life was perfect again. Anger pushed back her dark thoughts. Why was she letting him keep her down like this? He did not control her life anymore, at least in non-political ways. Owlstar was no longer her mate. Frustratedly she wished he had never tainted her life. That she was still as carefree as her younger days. It was only because of him that she wasn't. But... "I don't mind," she answered, an unexpected crack in her voice. Rainflight honestly did not expect her to have a turn in this conversation and was very unprepared to take part. But with her small contribution, she hoped it wasn't that noticeable. Not that it mattered anyway, because thanks to StarClan, another member joined the conversation. She puffed herself up, willing her emotions to fall away and shed to a new, determined cat that would prove she wasn't going to let her own troubles get the best of her. She was going to be strong. Lifting her head eagerly to meet Mousepelt's gaze she piped, "Hey! Isn't it a little cold to be out here? Why don't you sit over here?" Rainflight hoped that maybe he would be open (at least hoping that she didn't scare him off by her a bit too optimistic tone) to converse with her so that her daughter and Blizzardshard could continue talking without having to worry about leaving her out. Or, maybe an extra cat could help her feel less alone and more distracted, aiding her in her healing process. Whatever the case or outcome, she was glad to have an extra paw. "We didn't wake you up, did we?" She added with sheepish smile. words: 385 for: Blizzardshard, Dapplekit, Mousepelt [bg=ebe0b2]

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