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 dont tell me its g(o)ing to be alright, Cinder joins BloodClan
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 Posted: Oct 4 2017, 09:43 PM
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She was lost, trapped in a never ending nightmare where when ever she found a sliver of hope it was quickly snuffed out by the nearest evil source, StarClan was to blame, RiverClan was to blame but most importantly she knew herself was to blame. The lab had been a simple life, awful yet simple, she was fed constantly, she was with her siblings and she was blissfully unaware of life's cruelties. Cinderpaw couldn't help but feel like she was being punished, if StarClan didn't want her in the clans she wasn't going to argue. RiverClan wasn't her home anymore.
"Bloodclan will take your pain, take your loss, take your anger, and make you strong enough that you will never be powerless again."
Superpaws voice played on, repeating itself like a broken record in the Ex-RiverClan apprentice's mind. Each step that she took was met with doubts, could she really do this? Would they even accept her? However, her doubts were always outweighed. Anything was better than staying there.
The unmistakable scent of BloodClan burned Cinderpaws nose, tears brimmed her eyes as her senses were hit with an onslaught of different smells, like the Thunder Path but ten times worse. . Cinderpaws ears flattened against her head with determination, she quickly blinked away her tears, she was here to prove something.
She was here to grow stronger.

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 Posted: Oct 4 2017, 11:06 PM
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It was impossible for Eldritch to not notice the blue she-cat that approached their borders. On top of being a vivid cerulean with an opalescent glimmer off of her...feathers...?, she had long tail-feathers instead of an actual furry limb. She was on a similar level of visibly mutated as he was, but the albino acutely felt his ugliness beside her beauty.

The tom was scowling as he approached, red eyes glowering, four ears cocked back, twin tails raised in a display of warning. She smelled of Clan, he realized when he approached; such a thing brought his lips peeling back off of his teeth. "Clan-cat," he growled, inclined to be unforgiving when he felt so off-kilter. "What brings such a treasure as you to BloodClan borders?"

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 Posted: Oct 5 2017, 07:15 PM
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The smell of Eldritch wafted past her nose and instictively the she-cats feathers raised. Her head whipped around to face the albino BloodClan warrior, she remembered him vividly from the BloodClan raid, it was hard to forget him and his extra limbs. Cinderpaw forced herself to stand her ground, she was here for a reason, to prove to BloodClan she could be one of them, to prove she had enough passion and strength to push her grief aside and avenge her sisters death. "Not here to fight," Cinderpaw said, her golden eyes locked onto the mutated cats red ones, "Here to join." Said the feathered she-cat.

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 Posted: Oct 8 2017, 11:40 PM
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The lifting of her feathers was exquisite, an obvious sign of fear, and it made Eldritch hate her more that her pelt made her beautiful even when she was afraid. At least she stood her ground, and when she gave her response, he was somewhat soothed. "What, got too tired of eating fish?" the tom wondered aloud, his words almost a taunt. "Why did you leave them? How could we trust you, accept you here, when you have only just abandoned them?"

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 Posted: Oct 11 2017, 10:08 PM
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"They're blind, all of them," Cinderpaw began, eyes narrowing as she thought back on the clan, how foolish she had been to believe that there was something as beautiful and pure as StarClan, It was a lie. "All they have is blind faith, instead of relying on skill they turn toward Sky Cats to solve problems." Her voice was getting more and more acidic by the second, her hatred and grief shining through the words. "Couldn't stand being there for one more second, so came here." She said simply, the fire in her eyes finally subsiding to a dull flares as she focused her mind back on her goal. "Can fight, and can hunt, loyal to those who don't rely on some blind faith to get through situations, loyal to those who honor and prove themselves, like I want to." The she-cat assured, her feathers finally lowering to the ground, gaining control of her situation. The worst they could do was say no, right?

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 Posted: Oct 11 2017, 10:54 PM
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"You're already loyal to BloodClan?" Venompaw padded toward the RiverClan cat. The scent was all too familiar from her time spent as a hostage of RiverClan, and she wasn't keen on smelling it again. "Only fools are loyal to cats they've never met before. As for honor-- if you're looking for honor, best go somewhere else. It's no honor being in BloodClan. There's no honor in what we do. Clan cats always seem to think that they can come here when they don't like something about their clan. I suppose you came here for personal vengeance, too? Want to become strong and scary so you can bring harm to those who did you wrong? Typical. BloodClan isn't here to fight off the battles of those who want to join. You join us, you forget about your past. You forget about your friends and family, your quarrels with old clanmates, everything. Cats don't get to come here just when they decide they want a hitman."

The black molly would have once been distracted by the colorful array of feathers that lined the RiverClan cat's pelt, but she'd seen weirder things. Few things could faze her anymore when it came to appearances. Venompaw looked upon Cinderpaw with a steely, unwavering gaze. Only after she finished her little speech did she move her gaze, casting a look toward Eldritch. "She could be a spy."

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 Posted: Oct 13 2017, 02:32 AM
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Superpaw had been in Bloodclan. Had lived her in her younger months, training under Bonechill. Between the Dark Forest sessions and the time she had spent isolated in her training in the city, she hadn't had time to 'socialise' and 'make friends' or any of that bull. She trained. She trained and then she suffered and then she trained some more. He took out the parts of her he had found dissatisfactory and replaced them with cold metal, steely and sharp.

But she was back. She recognized Eldritch vaguely -- her mental wellbeing was in a poor condition whenever she was in Bloodclan, but she still remembered the mutated creature as she had perched in the times Bonechill wasn't instructing her. The Riverclanner slunk forth, every bit the tool she'd been groomed to be, and spoke with certainty -- despite her clipped tone, she didn't seem to intend disrespect.

"I told her to come here. Riverclan is dead to her. Would you like to continue a discussion, or instead make something useful out of her?"

She didn't bother to look at Venompaw. Eldritch was the one with authority. She was here to offer this angry, vengeful apprentice, and he'd accept her. Because for what reason would he reject? The lean apprentice blinked slowly, dead on in the inside, her eyes blank as she waited for an answer.

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