CrystalPool's Dream

Smokeypelt started Feeling Weak So she Laid Down with her Muzzle resting on her Paws, "Ive never Heard the Vioces, Only my mother and Twolegs. The Voices are Fadeing away," The Scream Faded away, And a Deeper Grave Growl Took its Place, "And so Is The Scream, But a Deep-graved Growl..." She Trailed Off and Stared Unknowingly Into the Distance again.

She was Calm, And Sitting in the middle of an Open Field.
She Sighed as The Gentle Wind Brushed her Long Fluffy Fur, She Heard Something Behind her and jerked her head Around to See her Mother, And Watched her as she Came to sit down beside Smokypelt--Smokeypelt was Lost in a Daze-- She ignored her Mother and turned her head back towards the other Small Fields Again.

She was Shaken Back To Reality, and the Growl was Gone,


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Im in a wrighting mood, but I got stuck, So ima just see what happens....

-Silvereye-

A deep graves growl? I wondered wordlessly, I frowned, and started to lose myself in my thoughts, that swirled around me, getting mixed up with voices that weren't a part of my mind, but were memories, and the pleadings of spirits, her mother and twolegs? "These twolegs were close to you?" I asked in a half daze, I couldn't see Smokeypelt beside me, not her in herself at least, I could see her spirit, that lay confused, and covering its ears, I blinked and the image was gone, and I could see Smokeypelt, in herself again, "you can't hear the scream right now" I told her, "but your spirit can"

(You aren't the only one in a writing mood! Lol)

Smokeypelt sat up and stared into Silvereye's eyes, "How Do you know this?" Smokeypelt Snarled At Silvereye in Mysterios Anger, Her Face Cold and Dark With Sudden Hatred.

-Silvereye-

I looked back calmly at Smokeypelt, who was snarling at me, "I can see your spirit, I can't only see the ones who are..." I gulped, unable to say the word

"Can we Just get out of here?" She snarled, Baring her Teeth, Unsheathing her claws and Signaling with her taill to attack Silvereye as if she had other cats at her Command.

-Silvereye-

I frowned at her, not understanding why she suddenly seemed so upset, "you look so much like her" I commented out loud without meaning to, my voice sounded pained even to my own ears, and I instantly looked away, wishing I could bring back the words I had just spoken.

Smokeypelt Walked back out into the clearing, her Claws still Unsheathed.
She ignored what Silvereye said.


(yeah, ima just do this from now on... anyway, I'm stuck again! >.<

-Silvereye-

I stood up and followed Smokeypelt, "what's wrong?" I called out after her, the sight of her walking away brought memories, but I threw them away, she looked too much like her for her own good, "please stop walking away, it pains me" I cried, stopping suddenly

Smokeypelt stopped and turned around towards Silvereye, "what do you mean?".




(Still stuck)

Driftstorm walked to Silvereye and nudged her with his broad shoulder and murmurred to her "Just leave her alone...she doesn't seem too happy. Maybe talk about it later when she's more calm."

-Silvereye-

I ignored Driftstorm, and looked over at Smokeypelt, "you look so much like her" I said, and looked away, "I can't stand to see her walking away again" I blinked away tears and dropped onto my stomach beside Driftstorm, "it wasn't my fault" I whispered, "I swear it wasn't me"

Driftstorm narrowed his eyes in deep thought, and then whispered back "Then who was it?"

-Silvereye-

I shook my head, blinking back the tears, "I don't know" I whispered, "he didn't believe me, she wouldn't believe me, nobody believed me" I closed my eyes, "I came as soon as I could, but it was too late" I looked up at Driftstorm, "do you believe me?" I asked, no longer living in the present, I could still see Driftstorm beside me, and Smokeypelt a few steps away, but around me the scenery had changed, I could see all the cats from my old clan, that same disgusted look on their faces, the same clan leader on his rock, and Silverpaw, laying on her belly beside her father, both with shocked and unforgiving looks on their faces. Before the vision was gone, and I was back in the clearing. "Why do you look so much like her?" I asked Smokeypelt, still trying not to cry, "why does the vision torture me so?"

Smokeypelt Sighed, "What do you want me to do? Leave, or Stay? I Leave, I Hunt here. I Stay, Allow me to go where and when I want, I Will be Loyal and Will not Tolerate being called a Rogue nor Kitty-pet."


(this kinda makes no sense to me -.-)

-Silvereye-

I took a breath and shakily replied, "it isn't to us to decide" I said, "but I would rather you stay"

"I Know Its Dragonstars Choice--" Smokeypelt Broke off, "I Just want to get away from This place," Smokeypelt Sighed Shakily. She Became weak Again, but Forced herself to stay on her paws.

Drifstorm stayed silent, secretly happy that the rogue that was living on their prey would be leaving soon. He hoped Dragonstar would decide soon.

-Silvereye-

I tilted my head at Smokeypelt, "but why?" I asked her

With an annoyed look in his eyes, he lifted his head and let out a yowl for all cats to hear. After the insident with the rogue, he wanted it found. Dead or alive. Mainly dead for the scratches it left on his chest bus since he was so black, the blood could barely be seen.

Edit: I'm lost in this rp. Someone clear up everything that has happened till this point.

(( I am lost too, but I am pretty sure we are not RPing in the clan anymore ))

((Smokeypelt found a Week-old dead rabbit, she heard Screaming then a "grave" deep growl, Then Smokeypelt saw her mother while She was lost in a Daze*Later on Important :3* Silvereye tried to help her))
Smokeypelt Yawned and Shakily asked Dragonstar, "Can we just get to this "Camp" of yours?"

(not in a wrighting mood o3o)

Driftstorm frowned. This intruder expected to be treated well because she was sick. Fox-dung. It seemed like an act. He muttered in low tones to Dragonstar, "Don't let her in...she could be just acting for all we know."

Smokeypelt Growled at Driftstorm-she had Obviosly Overheard Him- then Walked over to dragonstar, "I Have no followers," she turned to Drifstorm, "What could One little 5-Clawed "Rouge" do to a Clan, anyway? I'm sure it wouldent hurt to have a good Pigeon-'Hunter' in the clan."

Smokeypelt jerked her head back and nodded, "i understand."

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Bokeypelt? Typo fixed