Welcome Home [Frostbite/CrimsonClan]

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Brightrays of light began to appear over the horizon as a strong tom made his way back to the place that he called home. Tailing him was a white she-cat; pretty, with an attitude. An attitude that had gotten her a rather nasty gash on her cheek, the drying blood looking rather unpleasant in the unforgiven light of morning. In the distant, he could see the large pile of junk that served as the home to him and his growing Clan.

With his tail touching her shoulder he weaved his way through a tall stack of metal stuff before coming into the middle of a field of hardened litter, surrounded by mountains of two-leg garbage. It wasn't very impressive for the ex-leader of ThunderClan, but he wasn't here to impress Frostbite. Flicking his tail off of her body he turned to face her.

"Welcome home, Frostbite. Do you like it?"

[/color] HInder asked with a scornful laugh, before casting a disgusted look around his new home. Lip twitching into a curl, he returned his gaze to Frostbite. [/blockquote] [/blockquote][/blockquote][/size]

[Frostbite }}]

Frostbite followed the tom and really didnt feel like running away seeing starclan knew what he would do to her if she did. Growing tired she finally saw where she was headed. A foul smell crossed her nose and she gave a disgusted look as they padded further into the mounds of trash. It was musty, cloudy and foggy here. The ground was wet and all dirt. She gave a gulp and padded on.

She stopped when he did she couldnt help but not stop looking around. Where were the dens? He called this home? This was crimsonclan? This was disgusting! Frostbite raised her eyebrow at the leader and mewed, "Suits you just fine I think. Really brings out who you really are. Trashy and smelly." She looked away still looking around and tried to figure out how she was ever going to get stuff done here. She saw other cats roaming and giving her looks, she stuck out like a black kit in a litter of all white. Even her sent to other cats would tell them she was new. This wasnt home. She would never call this home. Take care of my kits skystar..our kits.. she thought as her eyes carried back to this so called... hinder.

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The white she-cats reply sent Hinder's face into an angry scowl. What right did she had to insult him?! Her mate had taken everything that he loved, and destroyed it, and she had the nerve to mock him and what he had become. Hinder growled as a response and then turned away from her, not wanting to strike out at the medicine cat again. No, once was enough, to rip him apart with guilt. He would get one of this warriors to beat her up, and show her the ropes of CrimsonClan. Right now, he decided to hold his tongue.

"Ah, but this will soon be a resemblance of who you are, my dear."

[/b] Grazing his tail along the gash in her cheek, he trotted forward to the same fridge that Moth had seated on only days before, and scaled the pile of garbage before landing himself delicately upon it. A content look crossed the toms handsome features, stopping however, before it could take over his green eyes. From his position, he could look out and see the wasteland in which he lived in it's entirety. Bile rose in his throat before he swallowed it, turning his more prestigious attention to the hostage before him.

"See, I think this is where I will shout orders to my Clan, tell them when we are to invade ThunderClan. Assign warriors to certain cats that I particulrly disliked from that dreadful Clan."[/b] Hinder cocked his head to the side, and flicked his tail upon his front paws, with the tip twitching up and down as he gazed upon Frostbite. From atop the fridge, the chunk of skin missing in her cheek looked extra nasty. A grimace coursed through his body. "I think we'll pick off Skystar's warriors one by one, then the apprentices."[/b] Pausing, HInder tried to look deep in thought before addressing the she-cat again.

"We'll let the kits live though; we may be hell bent on revenge, but we aren't monsters!"[/b] Fake horror was the expression that wielded his face at the conclusion of his statement, before he slunk down from the garbage can. "Or, we could mutilate their precious mothers, and raise them as our own."[/b] Getting right up in her face he let his side rub against hers, as he came up towards her head. "Don't you agree?"[/b] Hinder whispered. [/blockquote][/blockquote][/blockquote][/size]

[Frostbite }}]

"I dont agree with anything you just said.." she mewed in a calm tone. Brining up the kits almost face her face expression change. Just one little movement towards the kits would send him knowing that she had kits back home. Her real home. Starclan knows what he would do to them if he found out. Kill them? Them living here is something she would not accept. She would die for those kits to stay in Thunderclan. When the leader brushed up against her she couldnt help but shiver a bit. When was the last time this thing clean himself? She watched him carefully and didnt take her eyes off of him. The scar on her face was starting to sting. She had to treat this wound before anything else happened. Yet this wasnt Thunderclan. Who knew what was lying around here. Not to mention where wa she going to sleep. Nothing here seemed right. She hated it. Then against, a junk yard? Wouldnt he want to bo somewhere less trashy and smelly? Prob not or Skystar would have found him already.

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A new flush of anger made his pelt grow hot when she gave him a reply less than satisfactory. Her cool demeanour was really starting to get under his skin and piss him off more than he already was, almost tenfold. He had made a comment about destroying she-cats, mutilating their bodies beyond and reasonable recognition, and all she replied was 'I don't agree'? Was she honestly that daft? He did feel some kind of pleasure pulse through his veins when she shivered against his touch, at least she knew when to feel fear, even if it wasn't to the extent that he had hoped. Rolling his eyes, he strode a ways away from her and sat down on the ground facing her. He had to admit it, she was kind of boring for the lover of a leader.

"My Clan should show up sooner or later, and then you can meet your new family!" Hinder spoke with forced enthusiasm though his eyes stayed blisteringly cold as they glared into her own orbs. Tilting his head to the side, like before, Hinder let the enthusiastic look on his face drop into oblivion. Prying his lips apart, his stained incisors were revealed as he spoke. "Aren't you excited to meet your fellow Clanmates? To see the beautiful creatures I have brought to this temporary home?"

[Venom]

Moth approached the two cats, her fur looking perfect, as usual. She said giving the she-cat a quick look over, her eyes resting briefly on the cut on her face. "Well I for one, am not impressed." She said, emphasizing not and adding a blink of her green eyes. She sat down, watching Frostbite and licked her paw nonchalantly. "What's so important about her Hinder?" She didn't recognize this clan cat. Yes she certainly was a clan cat, the retched ThunderClan scent hung over her like a thick fog. She faced Frostbite this time, "Who are you exactly? You must be really special, to be able to come here." She paused for a moment. "Or you did something to make him mad." The latter was probably the more likely of the two. "Which one is it hmm?"

[Sasha]

Sasha slinked up from behind some rubbish on top of a pile. "She's Thunderclan's medicine cat, I saw her collecting herbs in Thunderclan's territory."she said, in her silky, yet edged voice. The pretty she-cat jumped down from the pile, close to Frostbite. Sasha's eyes sparkled. "Welcome to Crimsonclan, hope you enjoy your stay. It will be a while..."she taunted playfully. She slightly laughed, then her brilliant blue gaze became serious again.

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With the tip of his tail flicking up and down, he watched as two of his loyal Clanmates ascending upon Frostbite with disgusted and disproving looks. Hinder had been expecting this sort of reaction from his band of rogues. She was after all a Clan cat, and she did indeed reek of ThunderClan. Lifting his eyebrow as Moth poke with disdain, he couldn't help but chuckle. These cats had a lot to learn about how a Clan ran. A medicine cat was an extremely important asset to any Clan, no matter how hopeless they seemed. Clearing his throat he trained his brilliant orbs of emerald green upon the pretty she-cat.

"Whether your impressed or not with her, is nothing of my concern." Hinder cooed, letting his eyes flicker to Frostbite. "She will be your link to life if things go array." With his whiskers twitching he let himself fall silent once again, which (for anyone that knew him) wasn't easy for him to do. But he knew that this point in time, it was best for Moth to get acquainted with the cat that was going to become part of his Clan. Cocking his head to the side and furrowing his brow, he was about to speak when movement out of the corner of his eye caught his attention. Dipping his head as Sasha made an appearance, an arrogant smile turned up the corners of his relaxed mouth as she answered all of Moths questions. Well, almost all of them. The tom couldn't help but chuckle when Sasha let out a laugh of her own.

"She's here because she is the one thing Skystar wants. So much for honouring your precious StarClan, Frostbite." Raising himself to his paws he began to circle Frostbite once again, cutting off the other cats from her. If they got annoyed and attacked the she-cat, thus resulting in her death, then he would have a much bigger problem on his paws. Touching her flank with his tail in a sign of ownership, his face hardened. "Now that I have some back up, and I assure you, Sasha and Moth would not hesitate to neutralize you," gving each she-cat a pointed look, he turned his attention back to the white ThunderClanner.

"You will serve us, you will attend to our wounded, you will do everything in your power to save a dying cat, if the case shall arise." Pausing, he stopped behind her, his eyes staring into the back of her head. "If you object, I will send one of my warriors after you to put you back in your place. If one of our warriors dies of an injury that you could easily fix, I will personally take your life. " All amusement and mockery that had taken over his features earlier in there conversation had left, leaving his gaze cold and dead, and his voice harsh.

He was done playing games.

[Frostbite }}]

Frostbite let her ears lie flat against her head and she stayed silent. Meet the clan? She took in the word temporary home slowly. He couldnt keep her forever or he would have said her forever home. Her head turned to see a sleek cat come up to her and check her out. Keeping her mouth shit she really didnt feel like talking to anyone now. She was here to heal. Not play twenty questions with every cat here. Standing her ground her eyes then shifted to Hinder and then back to this cat named Moth. Not a moment later another cat came out and approached her and welcomed her to this so called clan. Frostbite didnt say a word to this cat but already she could feel her walls falling down. Frostbite looked into his eyes as he spoke about two cats nuteralizing her if she ever wanted to run. Why would she run? Running would only get her more hurt. And in more trouble. She didnt flinch when his tail touched her bt gave a low growl for only a second. "If a warrior dies under my care weather I was able to help him or her or not thats not my fault! I can only do so much Hinder, I'm not a miracle worker. Cats die cats die. You want to kill me over a warrior dying be my guest. But guess what its part of life. We cant cheat death hinder. We all dont have 9 lives, sorry if you didnt get the memo."