[ti]Open[/ti]Loyalty to Darkness

[Miss Tactical]

Scorpionfang held her head high as her leader gave her, her warrior name. She nodded briefly. One blue eye, the other golden blinking slowly. She had worked hard to earn this name. She had fought fang and claw to get here. She would continue to work hard for her clan. Muscles rippled under the she-cats fur, as the cats dismissed them-self she looked to her sister, ever so proud. They were warriors. She padded past her, and into her new den. The warriors den. She was curious if she would be given an apprentice right away...was there more that she had to prove? She sighed, circling around her new nest. She had made her nest closer to those known for their fighting skill. She wasn't one to socialize too much, but she figured in tricks to the trade she could learn, would best suit her clan.

She closed her eyes, drifting off into a deeper sleep than usual. She didn't realize she had been so tired. After what seemed like many hours, the black she-cat opened her eyes, however she was not in her nest. Confused she looked around, claws unsheathed. Where was she, she let out a growl as she cautiously walked around, a thick dark mist circled around her, it appeared to be taunting her, luring her further into the forest she was now in. She heard laughter at one point, then hissing and spitting the next. Where was she? After moments of silence, she heard pawsteps echoing in the distance. "Who's there, who are you....What do you want?!?" She spat with an irritated snort.

[LupTacco]

Under the tall, shadowy trees the fancy tabby tom lounged on the ground, lazily trailing the swirling fog with his claws. It was awfully thick in some places, and he sometimes pretended it meant something, if only to stave off boredom and anger. If he was keeping track correctly, it would be the beginning of another moon- more young warriors and apprentices, probably. Could be amusing, if one only stopped by. He huffed with impatience at the idea- seemed every time a young cat showed up, some other schmuck already nabbed them for training. Rolling back onto his paws, Sootface raked his claws over the faces of these rivals as he imagined them in the dirt. This place is just another clan to band together against you.

A growl rumbled in his throat, and he didn't bother swallowing it down as he stalked into the thick of the fog- let anyone nearby hear him, for all he cared. However, he stopped in his tracks, ears pricked forward and face leaning into the pale grey air- another cat? A tremor of excitement shook through his spine, but he composed himself when the new cat's voice reached his ears, full of venom and confusion- but not fear. Taking advantage of his silvery coat, the ghostly tom slinked around she-cat as he spoke, "You want to fight like a real warrior, right? Those soft-hearts in MistClan- tch! Never met a Misty who could win their own battles." He went silent for a moment, running on quick and quiet paws to the other side. "But you... you're quite strong already, huh? I see it- you aren't just raw power- you have that hunger. I bet you already feel like you can take on an apprentice, right? Win a war, if only Bearstar and that weak little deputy of hers would go to one?" Satisfied, he revealed himself, walking into Scorpionfang's view clearly with a confident gait and his chin held high, yellow-green eyes focused on her fearsome mismatched ones. "Then you're in the right place."

[Miss Tactical]

Scorpionfang looked at the tom who had just joined her. She was in the dark forest...but how...why her...? She was a cat who was extremely dedicated to her clan. Yet here she was? Did that mean somewhere deep in her heart there was a spec of coldness just waiting to grow? The she-cat didn't flinch as the tom spoke to her. However a comment made a growl form in the back of her throat, and she wasn't afraid to let the tom hear her either.

Never met a Misty who could win their own battles."

"You clearly haven't met me then." She mewed with a bitter tone in her voice. who Was this tom anyways? Her fur laid flat as the tom continued to go on. Part of her agreed with his words, part of her hesitated. Bearstar and Roseblaze were good leaders....certainly..well maybe....

"But you... you're quite strong already, huh? I see it- you aren't just raw power- you have that hunger. I bet you already feel like you can take on an apprentice, right? Win a war, if only Bearstar and that weak little deputy of hers would go to one?"

She narrowed her eyes standing taller. "Of course I could train an apprentice. I am no fool. My apprentice would be one of the best. Like me." She mewed firmly. He came clearly into view now, her eyes focused on him. Once upon a time this tom was living. He was in the forest just like she had been. Perhaps not the home they had now, but at one point he was a clan cat. She flicked her tail when the tom said she was in the right place. Was she?

She didn't hesitate, she had the hunger to be stronger, just like he said. She needed to be. "Show me the way." She mewed finally. She dug her needle like claws into the ground, she wouldn't hesitate to make a move if this tom tried anything funny.