The Death Scythes {RP Thread}

[Aurora42]

Luna tumbles after Grace, swiping at her sister's tail.

OOC: Thanks so much! Yay!

[emma..]

Paris ran ahead, smiling.

Tigger dodged Blood and chased after her kits.

[★♪☮ℭнιℓєραи∂α ℓσνєѕ мυѕι¢☮♪★]

OOC: I'll take Moon.

Season glanced at Ghost, dipping her head respectfully in return. She waited for an answer from Silver.

[emma..]

OOC: He's yours! No more kittens left.

[♐ᴀɴxɪᴇᴛʏ is gone, sorry.]

OOC: Aroura can RP one and Emma can RP one. I want Darkness That Swallows Pride!
 

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Darkness That Swallows Pride 'Darkness'
 
Moon That Kills Owls 'Owl'
 
Sun That Lights The World 'Sun'

 
 IC:
 
 
  Darkness meowed and suckled.
 
 Silver purred. "This one is Darkness That Swallows Pride." she meowed pointing to the black one. "This is Moon That Kills Owls." she meowed pointing to the silver one. "And the youngest one is Sun That Lights The World." she mewed pointing to the golden one. She purred with pride. "Their perfect.." she whispered..
 
 
 Blood purred and chuckled as a kit ran into him. "Kits these days..." he muttered trying to sound cross but failed at it.
 
 

[★♪☮ℭнιℓєραи∂α ℓσνєѕ мυѕι¢☮♪★]

Season blinked softly down at the three young kits. They were so... tiny. So cute. The giving a life was all a mystery to her, and she was certain she would never experience the joy of having kits."They're beautiful." She smiled to Silver a small, rare smile. She dipped her head, turning and leaping out the window that was always open. She sat on a tall pillar, looking up at the moon. The silver disc washed light over her, contrasting her true fur colors. Her eyes reflected the light, making that stunning blue even more vibrant.

[Aurora42]

OOC: I'd like Moon that Kills Owl! Thanks so much, she's gorgeous.

Ghost backs away silently from the adoring mother, and smiled at Season. At least this was something that every cat in the anti-clan could enjoy; new kits. They always brought promise of good fortune, and she was pleased with her work. She gathered the scattered herbs to replace them in her pouch.

[♐ᴀɴxɪᴇᴛʏ is gone, sorry.]

"Thank you Ghost." she murmured quietly as she gazed down at her kits. "Owl, Darkness and Sun. Perfect.." she mumbled quietly thinking of River and how much Darkness looked like him. Darkness was a female, Owl and Sun were both males. "I love you Owl, Darkness and Sun." she whispered quietly.

Darkness mewed quietly as if to respond to her mother.

Blood sighed.

[Aurora42]

OOC: My first tom cat to RP!

Ghost smiled again at the loving mother. "It was a pleasure," she meowed quietly. She examined the kits from afar as the squirmed and curled against their mother's sides. These innocent, unblemished souls would become scarred, ugly, and bloodstained soon enough, she thought to herself. It was the fate of any Death Scythe.

Owl pressed closer to the warmth of his mother, searching blindly for a nipple to latch unto.

[emma..]

OOC: I'd love Sun That Lights The World

[♐ᴀɴxɪᴇᴛʏ is gone, sorry.]

"You are my angles, my faith and my pride. I will raise you well my lovely lilys." Silver purred not taking her eyes off of her kits.

[Aurora42]

Ghost frowned at her dark thoughts, which grew even more twisted. She would never understand the treasured joy of motherhood, or even the fiery pleasures of romance. Although, she could easily watch kits vomit their insides out, mingled with the crushed deathberries, or force a tom to vow undying love under the spell of an herbal concoction. The misty cat scurried from the room, away from the warmth and happiness. She returned to her vibrant kitchen, only to retreat under a cabinet and sulk in its dark, cool depths.

[emma..]

Death looked over at Blood.

Skull trained a stolen kit.

[★♪☮ℭнιℓєραи∂α ℓσνєѕ мυѕι¢☮♪★]

OOC: Can Bloody see her please?

Season turned to look down at the river. She watched the churning black water, thinking about when she had saved Tiny. She hadn't even been thanked. She seemed careless on the outside, but inside it hurt sometimes when people didn't pay her much attention. She started thinking about her life in Ivyclan, how Sweetpaw made her life even worse just as it was getting better. How she made the whole clan hate her for something she didn't do. Season's fur began to prickle slightly. She would pay. They would pay. And she wouldn't rest until she felt all of their blood soaking the pads of her paws. She snapped back into the moonlit night."I can't get carried away." She murmured softly, in a voice nobody else ever heard. A voice full of hurt, one that just wanted comfort, but wouldn't ask for.

[emma..]

OOC: Coming

IC: Bloody walked over to Season, his eyes full of worry and sadness.