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[th] My eyes water when I'm lonely.. A pale silver cat rolled and tumbled around in the training grounds her paws moving in sync with her body, switching from side to side with lithe swift movements. Her graceful body moving across the training grounds swiftly and gracefully like water that flows across pebbles like silk. Her beautiful silver coat coated with dust and dirt as she trained and practiced her moves on a sunny day. Panting heavily the she-cat sat down finally, exhausted from training for the whole morning. Her limbs ache and dust have made their way up into her eyes. What's this silver cat known as Silentbreeze, doing in the training grounds when she's a full warrior? Simple. She's got nothing to do. This quiet she-cat who rarely converses with anyone is better left alone... right? Her tail twitched in agony, Why? her silver pelt quivered slightly in loneliness. She lifted her head as a soft breeze blew through, closing her eyes as she listened to the soft wind caressing her fur. Silentbreeze enjoys occasional breezes that passes through, they're similar. As lonely and quiet as she is, the breezes understands her the most. The silver she-cat had started grooming her fur, her pink tongue slowly drawing through her fur to rid them of dust that had gathered. She had nothing to do. No one to talk to. No one to care for. It's alright right? But its far from alright, Silentbreeze knows. What she thinks is contradicting what she wants. And what she wants was understanding and affection. because I can't cure my inability to speak... Dawn Clan : Warrior Stats : Single Female ; 25 moons Words and character © Illusionsofdreaming Words:: 262 Tags:: Dusknote + anyone OOC:: not a very satisfying post =='' its kind of short XD [atrb=border,0,true] [atrb=width,400,true] [bg=fdfdfd]

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[atrb=background,http://i267.photobucket.com/albums/ii286/Shiny_Pikachu/New%20WV%20Tables/Silentheart2.png,true] Silentheart hadn't been out in a while. Another one of the queens had said she needed a break from her five loud kits, so had volunteered to look after them so Silentheart could just go and hunt for a bit. They wre nearly weaned, and their little teeth had set in. It was a pain when they tried to suckle; Silentheart had tried to get them to go onto the rabbits DawnClan brought in, but all five of them were stubborn. At least she had Pantherclaw to help her. Swiftly, her black and white pelt ran through the territory. It was good to be free, for a moment, from her kits. She stopped in the training field, and remembered her time here as an apprentice. "No! Try again Silentpaw!" her mentor shouted. Silentpaw harrumphed and stalked towards the other apprentice, tail swishing. They stared at her, and crouched. She leapt out and batted at their face with a sheathed paw. Those days were so carefree, but how, when she was young, she wished she had a voice. She scented someone; Silentbreeze. She had a voice, she only chose not to use it. Silentheart didn't see the point in that. Why not make use of your voice when you had one? Silentheart would give her life if only to say "I love you" to her kits, or... say I love you to Pantherclaw. She padded over to Silentbreeze, and harrumphed in greeting. Most cats knew when she harrumphed, it was rarely because she was in a mood. It was one of the few noises she could make, along with a hiss, a squeak and a purr. She was so restricted in connecting and communicatin with others. Her kits were beginning to learn her signals; they learned fast and were wonderful, but Silentheart needed lots of help to teach them the warrior code and how to behave. Silentheart sat beside Silentbreeze, looked over at her, and smiled. She looked up at the sky and purred. It was a beautiful day today, though windy. She shivered slightly as the wind rushed up to her, embracing her with an icy touch. Silentheart gave a long, loud sigh, and twitched hte tip of her tail gently. 'I would do anything to have a voice,' she thought. 'Anything to say I love you, just once... even if it meant I'd die.' words;; 404

[Eclïp§e]

Dusknote crept silently along in sunshine,his dusky fur blending in with the dirt sought camp. Him being his small frame everyone assumed the tom was a she-cat and or an apprentice. It disappointed Dusknote very much. His silence kept him still and on balance, the slick tom with the sneaky eyes had a way with words though he barely said any. His mother a respected warrior he was always ignored and sat in his middle spot of the den,perfect for listening too all the other warriors. Though one silent warrior had caught his attention. The silverly she-cat who sat alone and never spoke too anyone. Yet he felt a close connection and understanding with her,for he didn't speak that much either,though he did speak up,he felt as if this enchanting she-cat where as lovely as she looks. His burning brown chocolate eyes could delight anyone in his mysterious ways and mind thinking.

Padding quickly up too the silky,quiet she-cat he smiled,"Hello." Something simple would do him good,and he liked it that way too,for he understood she didn't like too talk all that much yet he wasn't that talkative all that much either,though it was a nice quality some cats had,he just didn't find it that easy too speak too others without chopping up his words or stuttering every word out. Though he looked as if one too speak throughly and clearly the mellow,assertive tom wasn't loud and boastful,but quiet and liked too sink into the sunshine and think of his life and others around him... Sometimes he wondered what it would be like in another clan though that was a bit out of the question.

His small black pads burning as his face was,which was obviously seen,though anyone watching would think the converse was girly-she-cat talk,though when you stepped a bit closer you could tell the "she-cat" was a tom by the face. His usual set brown eyes and large nose with the touch of a big mouth gave him that repetitive look while he had a few muscles he wasn't one too work out so much and really didn't enjoy sopping for anything in atrocious mud or being drug through the soppiest,most wet grass. That would tick him off faster than you could say "Fox-doung!"

His paws kneaded the ground a nervously,one of his other,un-wanted traits that carried him into being like a she-cat. If only his mother hadn't died in that battle he would have been the most respected cat,though no,she had too be killed by the other clan's deputy for she posed a huge threat that could not be held against them no longer. His mother was kind and caring,gentle with frequent sharing tongues with him,while the others didn't care for his lone company at all.

His patient was not through for he probably had the most patient in the clan,if not more than that,for his mother,father and mentor had always taught him too be the patient cat he was today,though not silently. His mentor always tried too get him too screech and yell and boast,though the teeny apprentice always failed those sorts of things. His heart belonged into the eyes of Starclan and he hoped some day he would become greatly appreciated for it,though probably not for his clan rarely noticed him altogether. His silent absence never draught the clan for normally his clanmates where loud and primitive with hints of sarcastic too the tom,for even though his mother and father where well respected and he wouldn't tolerate this much longer,but wasn't this what he always complained about? Being bored? Now was the time too find the friend he had been seeking out,the partner he could live with forever until the end of the world.

Eying his surroundings warily he watched for any other clancats,he surely didn't like the mocking from apprentices while it was unneeded it was like their mentors didn't even care and let them carry on thoughtlessly. He glanced at the muted she-cat Silentheart,he knew she was mute for someone had told him,he couldn't grasp why she was a warrior though,he ment no harm to anyone,yet the question still yet seemed too bug him. The tom alaways had interupting questions though he never spoke his worries or thoughts.

The severe wind made him shy away frm them,though the camp was normally really chilly,he had never really gotten used too it,and it still bugged him terribly too sit in the collasal wind and have his thin coat freeze too the bone in the bone-biting cold. He wondered if any of the thick-pelted cats where so cold,though he figuired not,small and slick he always froze outside of camp and came back with ice on his fur and then he was told too sit inside camp and be bored all day with not one too speak with. With barely any friends,the secretive tom was sneaky,flashy and quiet. Though he had a hard patient level,he wan't one too be messed with. His speak certainly got in the way with that. He wished he wasn't such a silent cat and could speak up for himself,so he got mocked and bullied by the teeniest apprentices,and he couldn't,well wouldn't do anything abou it for he didn't have aclue what he would too say to the trouble makers they where,so yet he didn't have speach skills and stuttered like a squirrel nomming on a nut. It upset him a lot,yet he delt with it.Why? He didn't know,just that he wasn't like the boastful,over abnoxious type,but the sweet sensitive type.

[Fin]

Bounding across the moors streaked a lone cat, bulky with a flame-coloured pelt, carrying a rabbit in his jaws. It was Solarblaze, a warrior of Dawnclan. Though the buffeted his fur, the tom was unaffected by it as most of his denmates were. Heading for the camp, his forest-green eyes were drawn to where a few cats had gathered in the training field. He slowed down his pace until he stopped, holding the rabbit in his jaw and flicking his tail. Three cats, two she-cats and that puny tom who lazes around the camp all day. As he paused on the top of the small hill, he finally made a decision and scrabbled down the slope, sending few rocks scattering with his large paws.

As he got closer, he stopped at the edge of where the land dipped, looking down on the three cats with his long ginger tail flicking. Bounding over to where the two she-cats were laying, he approached slowly. Dipping his head to the both of them, he placed the rabbit between them, stepping back once.

"Good morning, Silentheart and Silentbreeze," He paused midsentence, seeing that the younger she-cat had dust on her pelt, "I see you've been training hard, Silentbreeze. An excellent example of a great warrior." He meowed with a warm tone to his voice, though raising it at the end as he turned to face Dusknote, his features darkening. "It's good to know we have some warriors who work hard."

It was a well known fact that Solarblaze hated slackers - he was constantly out hunting, patrolling, and in camp guarding or repairing. He also spent time watching kits if their mother was out for a walk, and is always first to join a patrol. Though someone would say he didn't have the authority to act in such a way to other cats, especially toms, you wouldn't dare say it to his face. When it came to she-cats, he was a lot more considerate and only jumped in when there was any need, but he was always polite to them.

Padding over to him slowly, Solarblaze stopped before the smaller tom, eyes glaring down at him.

"Well, what have you done today? I'm sure you could fit in a little training." The use of the word 'little' was a big understatement, but only few knew that fact, such as his sister Riverfreeze.

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[atrb=background,http://i267.photobucket.com/albums/ii286/Shiny_Pikachu/New%20WV%20Tables/Silentheart2.png,true] [okay, so i'm only going by the fact that dusknote's profile says he's a FIRECLANNER DERP] Silentheart nodded to Solarblaze in greeting, and hissed when she saw Dusknote. 'An intruder!' she hissed again, hackles raised at the tom. Silent she may be, but the she-cat knew, as long as there was an intruder on DawnClan territory, her kits would not be safe. Anyone of the three cats could smell her milkscent. She took a step forward, green eyes flashing at the tom, tail erect, claws unsheathed. She snarled in warning, advancing again. If he didn't leave, Silentheart would leap at him and attack; an intruder was not to be taken lightly, especially after the MoonFire war - FireClan appeared to just be itching for another fight, and as long as Silentheart's heart took a beat, she would protect her clan, even if it meant leaving her kits to another she-cat.

[Illusions of Dreaming]

[th] The wind whistles, creating soft music as it twists through the pores of trees where it's leaves can't exactly cover. The skies were clear today with enough clouds to shade some areas, the temperature was kept at a moderate level. Not too hot with a tint of cool air from leaf-fall. The cats knew, that soon, this relaxing season would be over and the harsh cold Leaf-bare would arrive. Prey would be scarce... and cats would be huddled together to save whatever warmth is left in them. The orange, yellow auburn leaves scattered across the ground, accompanying every step with a constant crunch. The once green, lush forest had turned into a forest of warmth and colors. So much for having a peaceful, quiet day. This silver cat was surprised if not horrified to see her clanmates rush in one by one and actually started talking to her. She was weird, quiet, the 'mute' second to Silentheart in Dawnclan, she was avoided and even disliked in Dawnclan. So why... now? In her ghastly appearance, covered head to toe in training ground dirt she looked as much like a white cat that had dyed her fur. Why now? First came Silentheart, the one who couldn't talk, she had harrumphed softly, Silentbreeze's delicate ears that had excelled most hearing of her clanmates (since she has no one to communicate with she can only observe) had picked up that soft sound and the she-cat turned around surprised to see Silentheart beside her. Weird, yet slightly comforting to know that at least... she's not the only one who can't speak or express one's feelings. Silentbreeze and Silentheart, both born and named with Silence as their forename, what separates them were their warrior last names. They were similar no?Maybe not. Silentheart never had the chance to CHOOSE if she could speak or not, she was born silent. But Silentbreeze... she was born with a voice, yet she CHOSE not to use it. Guilt suddenly crushed down on the silver cat, one so heavy it made her suffocate. What stops her from from speaking is fear, fear, fear. Would Silentheart give up everything just to have a voice? But really... Silentbreeze did try, it's not as if she never gets jealous, envious of others who can speak so casually with others. Making friends. At least Silentheart have kits... family. Silentbreeze's mentor... the only one who she actually spoke to... was long dead. Though Silentheart smiled at her, Silentbreeze could feel the sadness radiating off her. She had become excellent in deciphering actions and emotions over the moons, after all, she's one that uses actions to speak. Sadly, no one ever notices. Sometimes... Actions might not always speak louder than words. The tip of the silver cat's tail twitched in annoyance at herself. What should she do? Only when she was thinking about this a second cat came trotting over. Dusknote. The light grey tom trotted over to the two she-cats smiling slightly, more at Silentbreeze and murmured a greeting. "H-hi.." the pale white cat whispered. Her tail had begun swaying from side to side nervously. Her paws kneaded the round showing her frustration and fear. What s-should I do? To top up this disastrous day, Solarblaze the ginger tom came waltzing in. And to think that the training grounds were only for apprentices... to be filled with warriors to such an extent... Silentbreeze was scared. What should she do? She can't .. she don't know.. how! She had long lost her ability in trying to start conversations, she had became this frail shy self unwilling to speak more than a few words at a time. She felt pressured, all this unwanted attention all rushing towards her in such a wave. "Morning." the she-cat replied to the ginger tom quickly and softly. Her misty blue eyes trained onto her paws that were flexing uncertainly. Thank goodness Solarblaze decided to turn his attention to Dusknote. This seems like a great opportunity to escape. "I'll.. l-leave." her tail lashed to one side showing how uncertain she feels of herself right now. What to do? What to do?! Dawn Clan : Warrior Stats : Single Female ; 25 moons Words and character © Illusionsofdreaming Words:: 710 Tags:: Silentheart, Dusknote, Solarblaze + anyone OOC:: this is what you get when you try to squish three cats into one post. A long ass post. Oh, i got teh shieldz B) [atrb=border,0,true] [atrb=width,400,true] [bg=fdfdfd]