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Post by Admin on Sept 14, 2009 20:47:35 GMT -7
OOC: Lol, Punky, why do you keep calling him Aces? xD D'aww... all these new little loves sprouting up, so adorable! IC: Ouch, Ace thought, close to home. He may not have murdered the kits growing within each of his prior mates, but the many she-cats he mated with must have had their hearts torn out when he abandoned them.
He let Xita sob, her sorrow bringing him down even after they had just killed the tyrant who threatened to ruin his plan. As the lightning flashed, so did memories of his past.
Ripple stood before him, joy dancing in her eyes. She was bouncing on her paws, obviously excited about something. "What is it?" Ace asked playfully, wiggling his rump and brushing up against his mate. She trembled excitedly, before announcing happily, "I'm pregnant!" Ace joined her in her gleeful moments, but he was happy for a different reason. And the bloodline continues! That was always his goal- to continue his wonderful genes and produce a forest full of little monsters.
The next time he saw Ripple, she was utterly and completely alone. Ace was watching from the shadows, perched in the strong branches of an old tree. His eyes gleamed with a cruel smirk, and it was heightened when Ripple began to whine and scratch at a tree. "Why didn't I listen to her!" she cried.
Of course, she was talking about her sister, who Ace had mated with earlier that season and then left for Ripple. She had claimed it was different, that they were in love, always and forever. She had lost her sister that day, and now she lost Ace.
Ace snapped back from his memory, guilt flowing like a river into his black heart. I haven't been the greatest tom. But then he remembered his objective; to have many offspring proud to be known as the sons and daughters of the legendary Ace, the cat who took over an entire forest on his own. All of the times that he had mater with a cat, those had been his thoughts. Always had he focussed on the big picture, even with Ebony not long ago. But when he was with Xita, something was different. The heartless tomcat had fallen in love. OOC: Eugh, I can't post anymore right now >.< too tired . Glad to see you again though Chichi!
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Post by Punky on Sept 18, 2009 14:28:06 GMT -7
Xita's black heart lifed a little. slowly she rubbed her face against his, her entire body shivering. But one thought entered her mind. " what the hell'd Oak think?" She prayed that it woulden't happen. But then, her eyes reflected something in the shadows of the forest. something large, black and one huge lemon yellow eye gleaming at her. She bit her tounge and swallowed hard. her heart squeezed. Xita's fur on her face dulled, even in the rain. Her tail instingtively brushed against her mid section. Stepping backwards she kind of hid behind Ace, trembling with utter fear. though for a she cat of her magnitude, this tom was out of her nightmares. Stepping towards them out of the forest. Matted, bloodly black fur mixed with the rain. He carried the scent of murder, revenge and a glint of lust. His single lemon yellow eye glinted as a clap of thunder and a flash of lightning flashed before them, the trees shaking. The cruel tom stepped into the forest clearing, his dirty fur shook with each of his step. Xita wimpered a little, recalling what happened...
Xita edged away from the approaching figures, her skin leaking the red life force. Her matted fur scraped against cold hard rocks. Her belly twisting into cold knots " why Jack?" She cried out, five figures surrounded her, beating upon her body ubtill she could feel noting but a faint brush against her skin. Jack laughed maniacly and stepped towards her, battering her torso and killing their kits. Xita was overwhemlem with pain, it was seeping into her bones, the remaining conciousness was preserved to try and keep her kits alive, but she knew he had killed them." Becasue Xita, you betrayed me!" Xita's eyes watered, tears escaped them, her sides heaving "No! I diddn't, BlackJack, you have to believe me you just have to".....
Xita shivered as she spat some cruel words from behind her love's back " Jack? You yellow bellied little-" A wave of hurt hit her and she cowered behind Ace, her body shaking like a leaf on a windy day " Hello, Xita"
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Post by lusis on Sept 19, 2009 12:16:31 GMT -7
OOC: Can I's post in here with Oak?
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Post by Punky on Sept 19, 2009 12:27:32 GMT -7
OOC: Sure
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Post by Admin on Sept 19, 2009 16:22:11 GMT -7
When Xita began to tremble and back away from him, Ace thought he had done something wrong, or maybe she was thinking about Oak. "Xita, my love, worry not what others will think of us." he whispered, but he was drowned out by a clap of thunder. He opened his mouth to speak again and repeat himself, but then his eyes caught sight of the thing Xita cowered before.
It was a big black cat, about Ace's own size, perhaps slightly larger; with a single piercing yellow eye and a shredded ear. He heard Xita whisper awful words to the cat before he said her name. Ace sized the other tom up, his muscles rippling smoothly under his wet pelt as it clung to his body. "Who are you and what do you want with Xita?" His eyes danced with a protective flame, and his long, sharp claws slid easily from their former sheathed position. A low growl rumbled in his throat as Ace barked a menacing warning. "I suggest you stay away from her if you want to live."
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For the first time, Jack noticed the tomcat with Xita, and he scowled. He was hoping that she would be alone and helpless. Looks like I'll have to wipe him off the face of the planet first. When he studied the tom more carefully, he noticed small bloodstains on his fur and fangs.
"Well, well, well, what have we here?" He meowed slyly, padding forward slowly. Jack's yellow eye slid back to Xita and fixed on her scarred body. "Looks like you haven't been the luckiest kitty, have you Xi-ta?" He spoke her name in a sing-song voice, but then snarled. "Has this moron been bad to you, my sweet?" He noticed the other tom stiffen, and he guessed that there was a connection between him and Xita. No matter, he thought, she will be mine.
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Post by lusis on Sept 19, 2009 19:43:43 GMT -7
Oak arrived just after Jack stepped foward, but he did not care about that. All he cared about was that his mate was with Ace. He didn't even growl or snarl as he stepped just behind Jack. Hurt was clearly visible on Oak's face. He had barley been with Xita and she was already running back to Ace. For once his smooth slick tongue was not working he could do nothing but stare at the both of them. He wasn't even wanting to kill Ace a white flag could have hugn visible in the air between them. The only positive thing was that his tear was mixed in with the rain that ran down his muzzle. "I jista 'jara li kien I foolish biex jemmnu li inti tista' qatt love me tul Ace. I għandha gracefully lura stabbiliti. Imma jafu dan I għandu jkun hemm għalik anki jekk inti biss bżonn xi ħabib. Ftakar li tajjeb Xita. Kif għalik Ace, I jieqfu. I jibqax jixtieq RIP inti l-gerżuma." I can see that I was foolish to believe that you could ever love me over Ace. I shall gracefully back down. But know this I shall be there for you even if you just need a friend. Remember that well Xita. As for you Ace, I give up. I no longer wish to rip you throat out.
With his mind spoken Oak let his head fall and he made his way into the clearing where he had been with Xita before the battle, the first time that he had tried to convice her that Ace was just in it for the mating.
OOC: Now would be a good time for Genitus to show up!
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Post by Punky on Sept 19, 2009 23:49:49 GMT -7
Xita hissed, but still hid behind her friend and maybe something more? " Jack, go home. I don't want you!" She hissed, her heart hurting more then words could put it. fierce memories flodded back to her mind, of them picking out names for the kits, him, laying his head on her belly, feeling them kick. Xita was once more transferred into a memory, time slowed...
Xita flicked Jack with her tail, he brushed up against her, licking her shoulder. Xita setteled herself in a patch of soft grass, her tail brushing against her swollen torso."Jack, dearest, do you want to feel our kits kicking?"Jack smiled and slowly walked over to Xita, licking her cheek. slowly he lowered his head onto her tender midsection, a light paw swat brushed against his face, they both burst out laughing."Xita, my love i'll never leave you, not now, not ever"Jack tenderly spoke, the sun shining on them
Xita almost burst into tears when she saw the hurt in her mates eyes, she was such a shamless minx! She almost lept after him, but she was so scared, her body seemed to keep itself together, but she was shaking terribly. Her head stayed well behind Ace's. " Jack, I will never forgive you for what you did to me! Xita cried and cowered, her claws flexing, but they where useless. She was too shaked with greif and sarrow to even look straight at Jack.
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Post by Admin on Sept 20, 2009 11:44:48 GMT -7
"If you want to live, I think you will." Jack used the other tom's threat against Xita, hoping to agitate him. By the looks of his face, it seemed to be working.
Black Jack moved closer, his muscular build looking intense and ready to strike at any moment. By instead he simply touched noses with the other tomcat, a greeting he often used before a fight. "I think that this would be much easier if I actually knew your name." He meowed in a deep voice, his eye fixed on the nose he had just touched. "I'll begin. My name is Jack, though many call me Black Jack because of my fur." And my heart. he thought slyly. "Xita was my mate, many seasons ago. She carried my kits, but not long before they should have been born, the kits died. You see, Xita is a restless sleeper, and she, she..." Fake sorrow played across his face, seemingly real as he twisted the truth. "She must have somehow hit into a tree and lost the kits. But she blamed me for this, and it hurt. I became so angry, and once my friends heard of the words she threw at me, they went after her. My poor mate, she was beaten by those idiots. Eventually, she slew them, but she would have nothing to do with me ever again." Jack lowered his head sadly, his eye closed. When he lifted it again to face tecats before him, he turned slowly to Xita, his eye pleading for forgiveness. "Please, sweetheart, will you ever forgive me, and return to my side?"
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Ace stiffened and his fangs showed when the burly black tomcat started talking. Ace figured that he was just trying to mess with his head, but he still couldn't shake off his anger. He noticed Oak, tail dragging through the mud, head lowered sorrowfully. But he knew that he had hated that cat for seasons, and one simple act of giving up over a mate was not enough to change his feelings. He could feel Xita's pity and longing to apologize from beside him, but he dared not allow her to go. She mist have sensed his feelings, for she stayed put, although she was obviously struggling to stay quiet.
Then Black Jack began his tale. Normally, Ace would not have let a strange cat carry on, but instead he would have attacked midway through the story. However, something about Jack's story intrigued him. Must be thoughts of Xita that draw me in. he decided. He listened closely, the sorrow and longing in the cat's eyes getting to him, making him believe every word. Besides, he knew Xita to be hateful and quick to jump to conclusions. He was believing the cat, a mistake that would likely cost him his love.
But then, he asked for Xita back, and Ace snapped from the trance. No way did he plan on letting some other tomcat waltz in and take the she-cat he had fallen for. Is this what I have done to countless others, with my deceitful ways? Ace took a step forward, as though he were defending Xita. "You know, you're a good lier, but that last bit about trying to get her back... That completely ruined it, buddy." He lashed a paw at the tom's face, claws unsheathed, aiming for the remaining eye. Blood trickled from the wound, but it hadn't been deep enough to rip the eye from it's socket.
"By the way, my name is Ace."
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