Mostly Ghostly {Open}

[Miss Murder~{Vix!}]

No more cell! She was free! The insane she-cat darted through the walls, reaching the stairs... And was stopped. Whiterose frowned. Trapped still? But... No cell... Ah well. She whirled, shrieking with laughter. Her green eyes had a red tinge as she darted through walls, dropping the temperature down as she ran. She clawed some parts of the stone, knowing anyone seeing that particular spot would see the wall spitting with invisible claws dragging down stone eerily.

But hey... She was free! Even if she was, you know, dead. The former prisoner snickered at the monsters. They didn't scare her; but she could scare them! She concentrated on a rock high up, causing it to tumble down with a loud clank. This was fun, the insane she-cat loved it!

Her ghostly form, white fur from life making her even more creepy, darted through the dungeon, going everywhere.

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A she cat trapped in the dungeon sat there with wariness showing in her eyes.

[Miss Murder~{Vix!}]

Whiterose spotted the she-cat and padded over, easily going through the cell door. Her eyes glowed insanely as she tilted her head, hunger growing. But what to eat? The ghost had died of a snakebite, already having going insane in the dungeon beforehand. Now 'free', she laughed insanely, and watched the cat, head tilting more and more, til it was impossible for a real cat to do so.

[~Miracles Happen~]

A small black kit shrieked as her mother was pulled away from her. "Be quiet!" The slave trainer yelled at the kit and hit her. "Your mother has commited a crime and the penlty is death or torture. Now if you don't want that to happen be quiet," He hissed and dragged her mother away. She stopped. She didn't even know if she had a name yet. Whoever got her as a slave would name her. She backed up in her cell and laid down. She didn't drink milk anymore and she knew her mother hadn't done anything wrong. They had just taken her so she wouldn't struggle to stay with her when she was a slave

[Miss Murder~{Vix!}]

Whiterose growled, insanity growing. She spotted the slave trainer and leapt after him, aiming to sink her claws in and drag them over his back, to split it open and leave a lot of bleeding. She then vanished, re appearing in front of the kit. "What are you doing in my room?" she questioned like asking about the weather.

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Misty was still frightened by the cat that roamed the halls of the dungeon.

[~Miracles Happen~]

"Your room? T-they threw me in here..." She said quietly. She had heard of the ghosts and was very afraid of them. She backed away against the wall

The slave trainer was hit and before he died her mom tried to help him but he just clawed her chest and neck in a deep wound, killing her.

[~Swiftpaw~ <3]

"hello?" i meow

[Miss Murder~{Vix!}]

Whiterose appeared in front of the kit again, eyes narrowed. "They put me there too. she mused, eye twitching. She paced, back and fourth, looking at the cats staring at her as well. "I've been here too long... The insanity strikes me all the time." she sighed, for once it was her true self speaking out.

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Misty watched the ghostly figure talking to the kit.

[~Miracles Happen~]

"Oh..." She said. She was confused but she would just go with it. She didn't understand everything but she did know that in her cell was a ghost and it was probably nice....maybe...

[Miss Murder~{Vix!}]

Whiterose wandered through the cell now, eyes almost glazed over. She sighed and sat down, disappearing as she did so. She reappeared a few minutes later outside of the cell, looking in with sadness. The she-cat ghost didn't even know she was dead yet...

[~Miracles Happen~]

"Um miss...You just went through the wall...And your a ghost and stuff so um yeah..." The kit said

[jadecry]

"Whiterose." Rusteye said in a calm tone.

[Miss Murder~{Vix!}]

She stared in disbelief, shock bringing her to. "I went through the wall? That's impossible... The snake, its bite didn't kill me..." she whispered, looking at her paws. "My fur is naturally white, I can't be dead... I was going to go home someday..." she said, tearing up as a ghost could. She looked up slowly, ears flattening. "Well look who's here, when my sanity left me a while ago--when I am dead. Why come now?" she said, eyes fixed on the cat who brought her here.