Unsure, so I seek Guidance

[Sykota]

Post Done By: Sykota

Black paws moved through the grass. Night was deep and shadows surrounded everything. My black form trotted silently upward a hill. I slowed as I neared the top and hauled myself up a tree near by. Using the advantage of the height, I surveyed the around. In the distance a saw a cliff that I had found my father tried to commit suicide. Also where I had met my first rogue besides my brother. The one that called both my mother and my father friend. That puny, pain in the hide albino bobcat that goes by the name of Calix. But if I didn’t have the control I do, I would have called him lunch.

I suddenly shook my head at the thought. I hated my heritage. I hated my curse of the bloodlust. All together, I hate Switchblade. Still, there is one thing, and only one that I am grateful to him for. And that was Pharaoh. Which is what brought me here. I am unsure of how I feel. I have fallen for him. But he is still a rogue and is the son of my brother’s killer.

With all this confusion in my head and in my heart, I needed to talk with some one. But I felt that I couldn’t talk with any one in WildFang in fear of us being found out. No one of the living that is. I remember when I was last here, I had wandered away from my father and the traitorous Calix and saw someone who I later found no one else could see. It was a silver pelted tiger and I felt she was some one I could trust. Her name is Tiga and I felt as if she was always keeping an eye on me.

I released a roar and climbed down from the tree. I trotted over to the hill by the cliff and looked around. I saw a bush where I had killed a bird, leaving her nest to perish. I flicked my tall. I still feel bad about ruining the never to be family. Quietly I walked up to the bush that was now bare due to the approaching winter. I peered into the branches and saw the nest shredded and egg shells scattered about. My guess was the a scavenger found the nest and had a meal.

That is when I heard the rustle of the grass as a breeze blew by. I turned around and looked about my surroundings. No one was there, but I felt as if I was being watched. ”Tiga?” My voice was low and I received no answer. If she was there, she didn’t show her self. With a sigh, I padded down the hill and sat right o’top the edge of the cliff. I looked down and wondered why my father had attempted suicide. I sat till the moon came to be at the peek in the sky and started to drift down towards the western horizon. Suddenly I released a roar that echoed down the cliff. With a lash of my tail, I stood and turned around. I was surprised with my self that I could sit for that long considering I hated to wait. I walked away from the cliff and back to the tree I had climbed earlier. I looked around once more for Tiga, but nothing. I was growing tired by this time, so I laid my self at the base of the tree. Releasing a yawn, I rested my head upon my paws and my eyes soon drifted shut.


Post Done By: Princess Tabby

The silver tigress padded slowly towards the queen. Each paw was set infront of the other in precison, her long tail flicking from side to side. Her silver eyes were narrow and slanted, her mouth set in a firm line as she made her way towards Zirro. There was a chill in the air, the feel of a winter drawing near.

Although Tiga rarely made visits to the land of the living, she had made an effort to come here now. To hear someone call her name had surprised her, and she had half expected it to be Naka or perhaps one of her grandchildren seeking her advise. But it was the pantheress Zirro, the queen whom she had met once before. Zirro had shown a dislike for her in Tiga's eyes, and although she had told the queen that should she ever need her she should call, never would she have believed that Zirro would have taken it to heart. Atleast not so soon. As she stopped infront of the sleeping beauty, her eyes softened and her mouth curved upwards into a smile.

Zirro?

She asked, tapping gently upon the young queens head with a fore paw.



Post Done By: Sykota

I slept soundly. Dreaming of times of my early cub hood as I often do. Me, Orion, and Sabin tussled through the grass. Mother would always be watching over us, and sometimes father when he came to visit our nomad family. Those times were truly happy, and I wished in my heart that they always had been. But even in my dreams, I knew it would never be. Even as a cub, I could feel someone.. something, watching from the shadows, tracking and stalking us constantly.

My dream then began to fade and my senses slowly became aware of the world around me again as I felt something brush against my paw. At first I thought it could have been a small creature and something and continued to rest with my eyes shut. Then I heard me name being said and I slowly opened one orb. I came to peer upon a silver pelted tigress. It took me a moment to remember where I was, why I was here, and who it was that stood it front of me. Reluctantly, I raised my form to my paws, stifling a yawn. I shook my head and looked to the tigress that still stood in front of me.

Tiga’s maw held a friendly, warm smile, almost like my mother’s. I then felt safe in her presences and I to smiled as I finally brushed of the sleep that had taking me over. ”Hello Tiga.” I paused, thinking twice if I felt ready to talk about my problems, as I have never done before. But I knew that I had to, otherwise I would always be in self turmoil. ”um.. Can we talk?”



Post Done By: Spear

a fine, carved tom was seen walking across the land, his outline barely visible. only brief splashes of the silver moonlight illuminated his fiery, sunset orbs and glossy thick black coat. a clear X had been slashed to his shoulder, claiming the tom as a rogue. though if that was his determined destiny, he did not know. pharaoh, his curse was. son of whom considered the most feared cats in the whole of wildfang. jedda and switchblade. it was hard to resist the rogue way of life when you parents were the founders of the party. he had inherited his father's cunning yet no so much his twisted mind. from jedda, he had her two faced feelings and second opinion. together, however, he had taken power, muscle, intelligence and heart. he really stood out from the litter.

many moons ago, the brute had met a queen. a unique one at that. her curse was zirro and that had burned deeply into him. as pharaoh had no intention of forgetting her.

voices drifted his way, eerie and odd as he thought he was on his own. faint names struck his like lightning, gluing the jaguar to the spot.

Tiga? Zirro?

trembling pillars flashed forwards, the tom racing at breakneck speed. as soon as he saw the elegant, slender and beautiful frame of zirro, he halted. not only was she there, but the legendary silver tiga, too. what was to be seen was plainly a stunned black jaguar. yet he was so much more. this moment would be so, so much more.



Post Done By: Princess Tabby

The smile that appeared upon Zirro’s face could have easily shocked Tiga. The idea that this queen had called for her was still pulling a string of amusement in the old queen’s heart. But as surprised as she was, she was relieved that Zirro had actually taken her offer to heart.

Hello Zirro, Tiga said, nodding her head at the queen in a reassuring way. I wasn’t expecting to see you again for some time. We can talk.

Tiga would have said more, however her whole body stiffened. Her ears flicked backwards, and an unfamiliar scent reached her. Without thinking, Tiga leapt around, landing in a defensive stance, seemingly forgetting that she was a spirit and unable to be harmed. Her stance was lifted once she remembered this.

It was a tom. That was the first thing to register in her mind. The next thing that registered was that she was that he was rouge, a truth made evident by the ‘X’ that was sliced into her shoulder. It was a mark that she knew well. It had been one of the last things that she had thought of before she had died.

It was an idea that this cat may have been a relative of Switchblade. In any case, related to Switchblade or not, Tiga was not going to leave Zirro to deal with this cat on her own. At least she had an advantage in the fact that she, at the moment, was unable to be seen by anyone by Zirro.

Surprise was an excellent tactic!




Post Done By: Sykota

I accepted her reassuring nod. My chain flicked casually behind me as my thorns twitched to catch the words Tiga spoke. It seemed for the first time in my life, I was able to trust someone outside my family. I sat on the cool grass and allowed a cool breeze to run through my coat as I took my turn to speak. ”It’s a tom Tiga. My mind and heart are so confused. He took the only thing that I thought I could forever keep to myself. But he is also…”

My voice ran short. A familiar scent reached my sensitive nose. But unlike Tiga, I did not take a defensive stand. For a moment, a look of confusion was present on my face. I asked my self ’What is he doing here?’ But the thought was in the back of my mind and I pushed it farther back still. For truth be told, I didn’t care why he was here, just that he was here.. With me.

My silver-blue orbs shone in the moonlight as my look of confusion was replaced with a soft smile that barely exposed my fangs. ”Pharaoh.” Was all I could say before I pulled myself to stand on my paws once more. I stepped past Tiga and forwards toward the handsome, misplaced rogue. Now I say misplaced because I believe him to not be apart of them and that the only reason he carries the mark is because his parents are Switchblade and Jedda.

Now at his side, I glance back at Tiga, giving an ‘it is ok’ look. Then I leaned into Pharaoh and nuzzled him. I was now able to express my feelings to him after I had fought to hold them back when we had last met.




Post Done By: Spear

as the tom saw and heard zirro speaking to this invisible tiga, his fine, developed muscles tensed. spirits were unable to be harmed. he knew what the queen would think of him. she was wrong though. as well as his sister, Kyarra, Pharaoh knew that not all rogues were what everyone thought they were. the group of cats had been sterotyped into blood thirsty, dirty, cheating scum. when really, most of them, were intelligent, cunning and so much more. though from time to time it was hard to prove this to the rest of wildfang.

unsheathed claws flexed nervously in the damp earth, only to be sheathed by the soft touch of zirro. her sweet pelt mingled with his as she nuzzled him, making pharaoh fuzzy and hot underneath. she remembered him...

not knowing what to say, the brute's amber orbs flashed at zirro, swirling with anxiousness and excitement. what would tiga think of this...



Post Done By: Princess Tabby

For just a second, Tiga was surprised by this display of affection for a tom that had seemingly just wandered out of no where. However a second later the old queen dropped her guard, bringing herself into full view and allowing her tensed muscles to relax. It was obvious the tom, even if he did bear the mark of rouge, was no threat to Zirro.

Tiga suddenly felt tired. It had been a long time since she had last got into a fight, and even just going through the actions were tiring to her. She lay down, not really caring what the other two cats thought about her actions. She grinned to herself. Looked like Zirro had found herself a companion.

Pharaoh. You would be the son of Switchblade?

Her voice betrayed no feelings, just a question.




Post Done By: Spear

pharaoh tilted his fine, chiseled head to the sounds of tiga's powerful lyrics. thorns prickled as information processed inside his mind. he forced his talons to stop nervously digging into the dirt as he realised that tiga thoughts on him may not be negative at all. cord swished gently behind him like a smooth black rope, orbs burning a kind amber orange.

son of switchblade? indeed i am. i am not proud of this, nor am i ashamed, if that makes any sense. he spoke after a long pause, his lyrics free and strong.

he cocked his head, waiting for a response.



Post Done By: Sykota

I smiled at Tiga as she laid herself upon the ground, seeming to accept the two of us being together. To my self, it felt as if I now had a second family. I look up to Tiga just as I do my mother Sykota. And I feel as if I am apart of Pharaoh. I wish that I am able to stay with him.

Her question towards Pharaoh didn’t really surprise me. And I understood his reply. My paw came to touch Pharaoh’s as my icy blue eyes pierced through the dark. I looked up to the sky full of stars just in time to see a shooting star. I heard of how you could make a wish upon a shooting and I did just that. ”I wish that my family may once again become one and, if at all possible, Sabin brought back to us.”





Post Done By: Princess Tabby

Pharoah’s answer was satisfying, and Tiga bowed her head at him in response. Indeed, although she had not been born under the same star as the tom cat before her, she could understand his words.

It makes sense. Blood is only as weak or as strong as you allow it to be.

Tiga tilted her head to the side, eyeing Pharaoh up and down, wondering how to word the rest of her speech.
Please forgive my initial defensiveness. My death came at the hands of the rouges, and so the ‘X’ you bare upon your shoulder will forever haunt me.

Tiga smiled warmly at the couple, all traces of hardness lost. Looking to the stars, she just in time saw a shooting star scurry across the sky. The queen closed her eyes and bowed her head, making her wish in the hope it would come true.



Post Done By: Spear

With a light chuckle, Pharaoh began to warm up towards Tiga.

Defensiveness. Yeah, I get that a lot. As for the X, god. It either makes others fear you, others hate you or you fear the mark itself. Pharaoh said light heartedly. It doesn’t come in handy much…

As the tom relaxed, he became aware to his surroundings. Soft wet grass lay cooling his paws underneath, while a small breeze ruffled his fur, already carrying winter’s cold bite. The stars above blinked down at the tom, as the moon belted out its soft, silver glow upon the three cats.

A steady, warm feeling flowed smoothly through Pharaoh’s body like honey every time he glanced at Zirro. Even the un-experienced jaguar knew it to be love.

Like usual, whenever he was having a glorious, relaxing moment, something annoying and worrying flooded into his mind. Instead of thinking it over, Pharaoh decided to direct the question at Tiga bluntly.

Er.. uh Tiga? Zirro and I… well, what are we meant to do about it? Surely the rogues are not going to be too pleased with their leaders son… being with a queen like Zirro. Pharaoh asked quietly, his amber orbs burning with nerves and worry.

He soon realised he may have spoken far too soon. Surely Zirro considered him as her love now… her mate perhaps? It was clear to him, so it must be clear to her. Embarrassment burned inside the tom, his orbs glancing to his paws.



Post Done By: Princess Tabby

Tiga smiled slightly, shifting her weight from one paw to another. I am no god, just a restless spirit. And I believe that 'X' will always be remembered as Switchblade's mark, he who arose from the grave. It is no surprise therefore that cats have such mixed reactions towards it. Switchblade is the great, the powerful, the murderer and perhaps the most evil cat that has ever roamed this turf. All of that is shown in two strikes of a claw.

Suddenly, Tiga realised what she had just said, and how foolish it must have sounded. Embarassment wheeled up in the silver queen, and she quickly smoothed down her chest fur with her tounge in an attempt to avoid catching a glance with either of the two cats. However, she quickly pulled her head up as Pharaoh began to talk once more. This time, however, it was a question that was presented directly to her.

There is no easy answer. Where ever you walk you will be facing the hostility of other cats. If you choose to make you life with the rouges, then Pride cats will hate you for what Switchblade has taken from them. Likewise, if you choose to find yourself a new life together in a pride the rouges will hate you for your betrayal. If you wish to be loners, then you will be hated by both the rouges and pride cats.

Tiga spoke quietly and calmly, but her eyes were searching. She wondered if both cats knew whaqt they were getting themselves into. Pharoah was in an important position, one that could turn deadly if he went against Switchblade's will. If he cared as much as he did about Zirro, he would make her the priority. However, by doing so he could have been putting her in even more danger. Tiga narrowed her eyes, and finished...

It is your path, and so you must decide.



Post Done By: Sykota

I came back down to earth, away from the stars, when I heard voices being spoken once more. I stood silently, auds twitching, as I listened. They perked at Pharaoh’s question and laid low at Tiga’s answer. ’What are we suppose to do?’

I shifted my weight, so they would not notice me slightly shake my head. I could feel my body shudder, and just not from the crisp, chilling air of the on coming winter. To stop, I leaned against Pharaoh. I let his warmth swamp me immediately. I felt a little more at ease, being able to be so close to the one I now loved. I rubbed my skull under his jaw line softly. ”We’ll figure something out”

Though the moment was sour, I was happy, being with two I care for and that care for me. Yet, my orbs held sadness. I may be able to start a new life, but what about my old one? My parents, Lykainion, Sykota, my mother and father, how were they? I haven’t seen them for close to a year. I knew not if my father was still part of a pride in the outlands. My mother is a loner, even harder to track. Even then, I also thought of my brothers.

I looked up to Tiga, my orbs pleading for the answers I desired, but also for the truth. ”Tiga, do you know what Orion is up too? Or how about Sabin? How does he fare in the world of spirits and memories?” I kept my voice as casual as I could, as if I just wanted to know if they were still there. But they could probably



Post Done By: Spear

We'll figure something out. Zirro's words echoed in Pharaoh's mind. What if they didn't? How long did they have to 'figure it out'?
He shook the thought from his mind for now, and listened to Zirro's question.

Orion? All I know about that tom is he was interested in my sister, Kyarra. I don't know what will happen with those two. Do you have any idea, Tiga? Pharaoh asked, his orbs looking into the tigress's.

He was truly worried about his sister. He had no idea why she was conversing with that tom. Pharaoh knew that his mother, Jedda, had also noticed them.



Post Done By: Princess Tabby

Tiga tilted her head to the side, her ears perked slightly, listening as Zirro spoke. We'll figure somethingout. Brave words, the queen thought to herself, though perhaps also foolish and naive. If you say so. Her silver eyes were darkened, but gave no other indication of her thoughts.

The next thing Zirro said was slightly more challenging, for it was directed at the whereabouts and emotions of two cats; Orion and Sabin. Tiga hesitated, wondering how to phrase what she was about to say. She was about to speak when she was interrupted my Pharoah, who once again poised the question about a cat. Tiga sighed.

I am unsure about Orion. I have not been keeping track of that particular cat, She admitted, before continuing on to Sabin, being careful on the words she chose. Sabin seems to be coping not so well. He is... unhappy.

Maybe a slight understatement, Tiga thought to herself. Or possibly a rather large one. She lifted up a paw and rasped her tongue over it, trying to ignore the voice in the back of her head that seemed to be screaming out understatement!

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