silentstar's scheme

[.M.i.d.n.i.g.h.t.i.e.]

Silentstar

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"It's been quiet..." Silentstar thought to himself. "too quiet. The Clans have grown cocky, and now have a sense of false security. It's time to remind them of IvyClan's presence!"

Silentstar began to pace in his den, a habit he picked up for when he thought. His mind whirled with plot after plot. Silentstar didn't want to perform something as unoriginal as a raid. He needed something new, something that future generations will remember him for. His orange tail tip twitched as he thought.

Suddenly, the perfect idea hit him. An evil grin spread across his face, and he thought to himself,"I'm so brilliant! This will work out perfectly! First, I'll need to talk to one of my trusted warriors, Hollowbranch."

The orange tom stuck his head outside his den, and snarled,"Hollowbranch! We need to talk!" he withdrew, and awaited hollowbranch's arrival.

[Raccoonstar]

WINDPAW (I know, I know, I'm being omnipresent. But killing Lightningstrike has been killed by Sea's bad timed post. Windpaw wasn't behind you yet when you posted that!)

Windpaw sighed. I'm bored. Bored, bored, bored. Of course, since whenever Windpaw was busy being bored and depressed, something always happened to make his tail twitch. "Hollowbranch! We need to talk!" Silentstar snarled. Joy filled Windpaw's dead shell of a heart (Minus Eveningpaw, obviously). Whatever Silentstar needed from Hollowbranch clearly was important. Windpaw joyously padded over to a hiding spot within rather muffled earshot of Silentstar's den, and awaited the fun to begin. What could it be? More attempts to destroy the idiots in FrostClan? (Ouch. The Duskwing part of me just died a little.) A raid? Or...worse. Windpaw laughed evilly to himself. Oh joy, if it was Silentstar talking, he could do anything worth doing!


OOC: Silentstar, you got yourself a fan!

[Seafeather]

Badgerface

Badgerface was headed to the nursery to see his recovering mate and their new kits. "Hollowbranch! We need to talk!" Silentstar had yowled from his den. Hollowbranch? Badgerface shrugged his shoulders and walked into the spacious nursery. It smelled of ivy obviously since the whole den was writhed in it and milk. There they lay. His mate, Woodstripes with her beautiful tabby pelt and his kits.

Shadowkit leaped to his paws and began to stumble around Badgerface's own. "Father father!" He mewled excitedly. Badgerface's eyes squinted while he smiled.

"Hello, son. And hello Woodstripes." his face turned from joyful to near reverence as he viewed his mate. So wonderful she was, and she was all his. "Do you know what Silentstar wants with Hollowbranch? He yelled for her just now."

[Kat]

Hollowbranch cringed as she heard her name being called. She knew immediately who had called her. Her infamous leader now knew her by name, something Shatteredstar hadn't ever bothered to do. Then again, Hollowbranch never really talked to Shatteredstar. As Hollowbranch hauled herself to her feet, she wondered why Silentstar didn't have Owlfeather help him. Then again, Owlfeather was too kind a soul- he wasn't the cold-hearted cat that Silentstar was.
She ignored the stares of other cats, knowing they were wondering why she had been picked for a job. Right before entering Silentstar's den, Hollowbranch wondered if helping Silentstar made her a cold-hearted cat. She shook away the thought and stepped in. "Yes, Silentstar?"

OCC: sorry its short

[- - -evening ||]

FLAMEPAW
-Despite my name, I see no lantern in the bleary darkness of demise-

It was a warm breezy day, unusual for leaf-bare, and the sun had risen long ago. He hated to admit it, but he was still ruffled by the 'sacking' of Jadestar and Lightningstrike -he felt as if they had moved to quickly, and against his better judgment. They had succeeded in killing both leader and deputy, and now Cloud Clan was at loss and an even less threat as they were before -counting if they even were a threat.

Still, they had done it too suddenly, Windpaw had forced him to it -the headstrong tom. Ah, well, he also had another friend that forced it bit more out of him; but he didn't want to think about him again. Even if he hadn't visited him since the killing spree. Thank Star Clan that he had enough scent to mask their IvyClan scent -for as he knew, no one knew that it was they, the darkest IvyClanners.

And still again, it was regret that he hadn't waited longer, for there was no more excitement and thrill in his life, and once again he was just a plain apprentice. He was indeed restless, for time alone was never enough. Nothing happened in this regular clan, nothing.

But he spoke too soon, for as these thoughts crossed his lechered mind, Silentstar had taken action once again. He called out to the IvyClanner named Hollowbranch, a cat he did not take to much attention to.

Curiosity overtook him, and he padded over to the den, when he noticed Badgerface. Gruesome. Plain gruesome -the expression on his face was priceless and disturbing -how could any cat love another with as much force as he? Woodstripes. To him, Love was ugly and painful to have to go through. It was a waste of time -he and Windpaw definitely knew better; he hoped at least Windpaw did. He wouldn't put it past Windpaw to start liking a pretty she-cat; but he was ninety percent sure that he didn't, seeing that none in the clan looked at him with the horrendous gooey expression on their face.

He shook himself back to the present and stalked away. Storm clouds gathered over head -a nice expression to express how the meeting would arise, he thought, I don't need to be suspicious and lean on the otter edge of Silentstar's door; Windpaw shall tell me, for eagerness is in his eyes, much too noticeable.

So alas, he grabbed a fink from the pile and stalked away to sit near the entrance to camp, awaiting the news Windpaw would bring him.

[.M.i.d.n.i.g.h.t.i.e.]

Silentstar

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Silentstar flicked his tail irritably, and growled, "IvyClan has been dormant for too long. We've given the other clans a false sense of security. We need to take action again." His ice blue eyes flicked up to Hollowbranch's cool green eyes, and he grinned evilly. "Which is why I need your help, Hollowbranch."

Silentstar got up, and started to pace as he unfolded his plan. "I've thought a while about this. We've already attacked FrostClan, and it's time we've moved on to another target." He paused for a moment to recollect his thoughts, then continued. "However, I'm a fair leader, and I believe this time, we should help a Clan live up to its name."

He looked up, his eyes flashing for a moment with pure insanity. "And, why not help SnakeClan, those goody two-shoes? With our delivery, they won't question IvyClan's kindness."

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Woodstripes

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Woodstripes purred her greetings to Badgerface, watching her kits frolic. She had been tired over the last few days. Raising kits was a lot of hard work! But, it was a labor of love that she shared with a special tom. And, it was also a benefit to the Clan.

Woodstripes lifted her paw, and cleaned her ears with it. "Dunno," she replied. "It's probably another plan of his. I hope it doesn't bother FrostClan this time." Her violet eyes flashed with irritation at the memory of those wretched cats who had caused the ugly scar that now ran down her neck. They had ruined her beautiful looks!

[Kat]

Hollowbranch listened with trepidation as Silentstar brought up his newest fascination- SnakeClan. While Hollowbranch did agree on the fact that IvyClan could go without the mouse-brained musical cats of SnakeClan, she wasn’t sure what Silentstar meant. She wasn’t the brightest cat in IvyClan, and she knew it. Was that why Silentstar loved her company? She dismissed the thought, and returned to the matter at hand.
“What is it you plan on doing?” She thought about adding a ‘my lord’ to the end, but refrained. Despite her support for Silentstar, she certainly didn’t want to have to call him ‘my lord’. But at times, she certainly felt like she should.

[.M.i.d.n.i.g.h.t.i.e.]

Silentstar

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Silentstar rolled his eyes, and sighed. No, this cat wasn't the brightest, but she was the least quiet in rebellion, which was why he selected her to hear his mission. He sat down, the crazed glaze in his eyes remaining.

"We're going to deliver a couple of poisonous adders into SnakeClan's camp. That's the general goal of this whole mission." He smiled, and curled his tail, waiting for Hollowbranch's praise of how great his plan was.

"It's simple, really. I hunted adders when I was a rogue. They have a special blind spot on the beck of their skulls, when struck, causes them to black out. They come back around after a while, but we'd be able to transport them into SnakeClan's camp without harming a single warrior from IvyClan. The only cats that will die in this plan will be those screeching SnakeClan cats."

[Raccoonstar]

WINDPAW

Windpaw frowned. His position was too far away to hear anything but muffled gargbage. All he had hgeard was something about snakes, poison, and death. Some Clan was going to get it, but since Windpaw would probably hear nothing but more muffled noise, he padded up to Flamepaw. "Something about snakes, poison, and death. That's all I could make out." Windpaw snarled, frustrated. He the walked into the farthest corner of the apprentice den, where it was cold; how he liked it. Stupid soundproof den... Windpaw thought bitterly before he drifted off into the Dark Forest to train with Tigerstar.

[.M.i.d.n.i.g.h.t.i.e.]

ooc;; Uh, raccoonstar, they're in his den, no one else knows about the plan at the moment. It's a secret mission xD

[Raccoonstar]

you didn't read that part about how he was in earshot of his den, did you? XD

[Raccoonstar]

gotit. posts have been modified. all windpaw heard was muffled crap. your welcome.

[- - -evening ||]

FLAMEPAW

-Fight for your sanity-

Muck. All muck.

StarClan! Damn it!

Suddenly, it had all come on so suddenly, like when an unexpected wind had come to blow out the small stricken flame in the shadow. What was he, some kind of genius? No! It was, he needed to get away, needed to train. Needed, needed to meet with Strickenshadow. He shook his head, what was wrong with him?

"Something about snakes, poison, and death. That's all I could make out." Windpaw growled. Flamepaw sneered, maybe that's because of your puny ears! he snorted, and whipped his tail around. "Of course Windpaw, it doesn't matter," he meowed through his teeth. "I shall be right back, I just need to do something..," he managed to say without yowling to the world. He felt like bait, prey, whatever you wanted to call it. Urg! He ran out into the mass of ivy, throwing his weight around with his tail. He was so angry! And for no reason! What, what, what was wrong with him?!

He felt like letting all his anger out. All of it. He-he needed to kill something --but what? This was unlike him, his mask of quiet hostility, ripped away. No, why was he being so stupid? Because that is what you are! a shadowy voice consoled him. No! It isn't!

He shredded masses of ivy from the bushes. No,no, no!!

Flamepaw! The screeched ripped through his ears, blackening his eyesight. Get yourself together you worthless piece of scum! Why do we think we chose you? To tear around like this, being a stupid kit? No! Because you had brains, and enough willpower. Fight Enough willpower to do what carry out all of your plans? Remember, I never decided to join with you! Yes, but if you really wanted us to go, I would be gone wouldn't I? maybe, the orange tom muttered.

He silently stalked back to camp, Hawkfrost's words turning themselves around in his head. You worthless piece of scum! Fight!

Fight........