Fate

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[glow=yellow,2,300]Rapid[/glow][glow=red,2,300]fire[/glow]

The huge ginger and white tom padded through the starlit clearing. He had gone hunting so long ago, but prey had evaded him. He was frustrated, worried and tired. Three rogues had come today, to join Shadow Clan momentarily. The tom jumped onto the dead tree. "Rapidfire what are you going to do?" He meowed to himself. That was his name, Rapidfire. He was the deputy of Shadow Clan and he would serve them as such for a long life...or so he thought. His golden eyes traveled around the clearing, searching for any morsel. Then he saw it. He purred to himself, it was a squirrel. Silent as night he stalked towards the creature, but SNAP! The squirrel darted away and up a tree. Rapidfire snarled in his throat, he dug his claws in the trunk. There was no way he was letting this go.
Higher and higher Rapidfire climbed, his breath becoming ragged with effort. The tom stopped finally when the squirrel stopped at the end of a branch, not far now. His paws led him forward until a sharp noise filled his world. He froze, "Foxdung!" He spat, realizing his stupidity. The branch he was on was far too weak for his weight. He looked down, a fall from this height would harm him, or kill him. He took a ginger step back. The branch groaned beneath his weight and then it was gone. Rapidfire yowled and as he struck the ground a sharp snapping noise filled the air. Agony seared through his front leg, he screeched in pain. The bone was twisted and sticking from his flesh, red blood pumped through the wound and onto the grass. Rapidfire grit his teeth. His head was spinning, he hurt everywhere. If I stay here I'll die... He staggered to his paws. Pain, blinding hot pain. He crumbled to the ground and moaned.

[*~Angel~*]

~The air around me is as cold as the Ebony that grips the forest, but soon it well be soaked with blood~

Quietly he moved, his midnight body blending with nothing, yet everything around him. His eyes traveled around him, his ears twitching restlessly as he made his way through ShadowClan territory. Though the tomcat looked nervous and like he didn't belong. That was not the story, actually he was a ShadowClan warrior. Born and raised, but he looked as he was up to something. That is until he heard the cry of a cat.

His body stiffened, his pelt rising in what seemed to be in fear. Quickly the tom rotated his body, his ears trying to pick up any sound. His maw open to scent the air around him. There the faintest taste on the roof of his mouth. Quickly the tom picked up the pace until he found the cat that had made the agonized noise.

"Rapidfire." He meowed, his eyes stretching wide. The cat stepped forward, gingerly. Careful so as not to step on the deputy by accident. Then he dropped down beside him, his heart beat picking up speed when he noticed the gruesome sight before him. "Don't worry Rapidfire. I'm going to help you back to camp now." The tom leaned forward, his breathing picking up speed rapidly as he gently gripped the ginger cat in his jaws. Carefully, gently the tom moved his body trembling as he did so. It was obvious he would hurt him, there was no way around that. He wasn't going to let him die though, he wasn't social. He wasn't kind and he certainly didn't always care about others but he would never let a Clan mate down. He would not leave them to die alone, and hurt. He was Ebonyblood, a true warrior of ShadowClan.

{{Should I just have him drag him to camp. Angelwings well take good care of him.}}

[R*E*A*P*E*R]

[glow=yellow,2,300]Rapid[/glow][glow=red,2,300]fire[/glow]

Rapidfire heard the tom through a haze of pain. One of his warriors. "Ebonyblood." He meowed quietly. As the tom pulled him onto his back he bit back a scream of agony. Pain sent a spasm through his body and he had to hold himself back to not dig his claws into his warriors back. "I must seem..." He broke off as another wave of pain took him, "So stupid."

(ooc: Yes Angel, that's fine.)