A well needed rest(OPEN)

[Sunny]

[~Yes, I am Depressed.~]

The tortioseshell figure of Stream walked gently to the stream. She had little blood on her some hers and little on her claws from the apprentice even though she had barely gotten ahold of the scrawny cat. She sighed annoyed a she plopped down into the stream allowing the water to cover all of her fur even her face. It washed away any blood and made the small scratches on her side feel better. She jumped out quickly when it got too cold and shook her fur. At least I'm alone and hopefully it will stay that way, she thought idly as she began to wash her wet fur. Putting it in place and getting rid of the extra water the clung to her. After awhile when her fur was somewhat decent she stopped and looked up at the sky. "I miss you, Flame," she whispered in her dead depressed voice and then looked around her as if seeing if anyone was around. She hated being surrounded by others and yet she was in a band of rogues. She didn't understand herself but she still didn't care about anything.

[~Moonflower~]

((Can Snow join?))

[shadow=black,left,300]Snow[/shadow]

Snow sighed. If they hadn't retreated, Snow would have gladly torn that stupid she-cat apprentice into bits. What had the Clan cats called her? Solarpaw? Something like that. Snow was probably younger than her and it was obvious that by fighting her heart out she would have eventually had a chance over to older she-cat. She spat at the ground in her anger. Her anger was overwhelming now, as it always was. Snow was either calm, or completely enraged as she was now. She felt like she wanted to torture something, make it feel pain. Perhaps a little hunting?

Snow bounded off towards the Undergroud forest. Her white figure blending in with the freshly-fallen snow. The only thing that stood out were the black circles around Snow's dark brown eyes, and the occasional gash she had recieved from the battle. She crept along, the snow her hiding place. She pounced on an unsuspecting rat, and let it sit there with deep gashes, twitching at the horrible pain. She smiled, let it have another minute of torture, and then finally killed it. She ate quickly, filling her stomach. She turned, trying to clean her fur a little bit, when she noticed a tortoiseshell figure off in the distance. She crouched and almost hissed at the figure, thinking it was a Clan cat who had found their territory, but she then recognized it as Stream, another rogue. Had Stream seen her yet? She stayed low, even though there was no reason to hide from Stream.

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[Sunny]

(Sure!)

[~Whatever.~]

Stream continued to gaze at the stars that were supposedly according to the clans their fallen warriors. She wondered were Flame was. She sighed, it was a depressing sound but then again she was depressed. In these moments she stared she heard soft paws on the snow. She froze for a second and slowly breathed in the scents around here and then relaxed as she recognized the scent. It was Snow. She scanned the area looking for the snowy cat but it did her no luck she was looking for a white cat among white cat. She wasn't have much luck until she spotted a pair of eyes watching her. She returned the stare evenly with her expressionless blue eyes. "Why are you hiding?" She asked in her dead sounding voice. She was just a trainee but a good fighter so why would she hide? Stream thought as she gazed at the small cat.

[~Moonflower~]

[shadow=black,left,300]SnOw

~WhItE As SnOw~[/shadow]

Snow smiled. Stream had seen her. She wasn't surprised, however. All the rogues in the group were pretty good at scenting and finding hidden cats. She blinked once, then stood up, her actions slow, and she kept her stare on Stream. Her soft paws padded over the snow, slightly quicker, but no faster than the speed of a jog. She had a little bounce to her walk. Soon, she was only a tails-length away from Stream. "Good question," she replied. "Why are you whispering to the stream?" she asked. Her stare was blank, expressionless, unfeeling, much like her mind was now. Ever since her mother died, it had been like that. Rage was really the only feeling she felt, or was seen through her actions. She hadn't really ever felt happiness, or curiosity. Sadness was felt very faintly for her mother, and nothing else. She barely felt pain, and there was no meaning to fear. She changed her stare to the stream rushing by her, an occasional fish running by in its icy depths.

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[Sunny]

[~Barely nothing~]

Stream's dull blue eyes narrowed at the smaller she-cat. "Excuse me? I wasn't whispering to the stream," she retorted with little feeling. "Why didn't you answer me question?" She asked more firmly that she would have normally but Snow was an annoying cat even for her. Her ears instinctively swiveled back for a brief moment checking for sounds. The wind blowing by gently and small rustle of leaves, nothing out of the ordinary. It seemed that they were the only cats in the underground forest at the moment besides the quiet noises of small animals scurring around forest. All the while she kept her gaze on the snowy cat. Stream didn't trust anyone not even other rogues from the same band.

[~Moonflower~]

[shadow=black,left,300]Snow[/shadow]

Snow knew Stream didn't trust her, but Snow didn't care. She had learned long ago not to trust anybody. She turned her gaze to Stream. "I saw your mouth moving. If you weren't talking to the stream, then you must have been talking to yourself. Why?" Snow stared on, her gaze was hopefully getting that look that made cats intimidated, but it almost never worked unless you didn't know Snow. "I was hiding because I thought you were a Clan cat, but then I realized you were a rogue. I still hid because I wanted to see why you were whispering to yourself, or to the stream, or someone I can't see." She paused a moment then contined, "There, I answered your question. Now you answer mine." Snow took a moment to sit down and began to lick the dried blood off her fur.

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[Sunny]

[~Resurrecting Anger~]

Stream's blue eyes narrowed and an emotion flickered within them, faint but there. It was anger, irrational and instinctive. "It's none of your buisness! It doesn't concern you so don't ask questions." She snapped at the young cat, her neck fur bristling ever so slightly. She didn't like how Snow was talking to her and she would never say what she had been whispering or admit if she was. She didn't want anyone to know, she didn't trust anyone! The anger that she hadn't felt for so long suddenly rose so it was more easily seen and she let out a growl. "And get lost!" She never had liked Snow either way and she honestly didn't care and if the white cat did attack then she would be ready, she was an experienced fighter. She continued to watch the trainee through her narrowed eyes as suspicion also flared within her non-caring mind.

[~Moonflower~]

[shadow=black,left,300]Snow[/shadow]

Snow let out an angry hiss. "That'll be the last time I answer one of your questions then! Go off and whisper to your secret admirer for all I care." She spat at Stream's feet then, Snow stomped off. Her head wanted to attack, but she was still sort of tired from the previous battle, and she knew that Stream was much more trained than she was. Her body wouldn't do well, and it wouldn't be good to fight one of her own group. Stream wondered where Snake was. She wanted him to train her right now. Once she was fully-trained, maybe she would go after Stream one day, unless she answered the question.

Finally, Snow was about ten tail-lengths away from Stream, and Snow just stopped and glared evilly in the water. She felt like catching a fish, but most were too far instream for her to get one without getting wet. Snow sighed, and then with one last look at Stream, Snow started her journey back to the Tunnels.

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