My heart is made of matchsticks.

[fleabittengray]

A light brown, crumbly leaf fell from a nearby tree. It msut have been hanging on to that branch for dear life! A very lite flurry began, sprinkling the black pelt of Firestone. He looked like he had small patches of black and white. His orange flameing "stone" on his chest stood out greatly. What did he want to do? He wanted to act as if he didn't have the weight of the Clan on his shoulders. Like he didn't have to worry about someone seeing him and Edbonyflame. That was what he wated to do. But no, none of that was possible at the moment. But he could pretend!

Are you up for a bit of battle trainning? HE glanced at her, his huge muscules contrating and pulling with each of his steps. A small vole poked its head out of its hole and, finding it to be to cold for its likeing, retreated before either cat could do anything. I havent in a long time and I was thinking of bringing Robinpaw out here later... He babbled on. He wondered when the next meeting was? For medicine cats, that is! He looked up at the gray clouds, filled to the max with mosture. At any momnet, they could open up and make the landscape white and pure. Like a new-born kit.

ooc//eyah! i got a day on! might be my last for this month though

[Vampirecat]

Ebonyflame gave a deep but playful growl. Her dark blue eyes swivled around in her skull. She barred her teeth in a playful way and began to circle Firestone. The black fur along her spine stood on end. Her tail lashed vilontly from side to side. Black shinny claws slid out from within her white paws but she put them in again reminding herself that it was just a bit of training. Her black ears tinted forwards and she locked her eyes on to Firestone. Every movement was completely under her control. This was her element and she loved it.

Even though this was training any cat who was up against her in battle would be shaking in their fur.


OOC=By the way there is a picture of Ebonyflame and all my other cats in Vampirecats cat's.

[fleabittengray]

As a growl retreated from between the she-cat's teeth, FIrestone smiled. A fighter, he liked that! But she must understand he didn't want to get carried away with a simple play-fight! He hunched his shioulders and slunk towards her, turnig with her as she circled. No way would she be ablle to get close to him without his seeing her moves frist! He had been training in battle since he was born. He knew every attacke of the Clanners, even some he had never shown them. His Clan had called them Death Tricks. Everyone of them would leave a cat bleeding to death, or worse...dead.

Orbs followed Edbonyflame's every movement as she circled him. He waited for the right moment. Let her come. DOn't waste his own time! He oculd hear Penny's words in his mind now, as this other she-cat circled him. "Now, Firestone! Attcke while they are on top of you! Roll! Bite! Death Claw! she would call during battle. Even as an apprenitce, he had been a killer. He couldn't help it, he was born into a killing Clan!

But here he was, healing others wounds! HE sighed, his attention away from the mock-battle. What would he be doing if this was real? Not letting ihs mind wander, that's for sure! He unsheathed his claws half-way. The way these warrioes trained their apprenticec's they would never be able to battle! He growled, the heat of war coming into him. He realized, to late, that he had gone to far into memories. He hoped this cat could fight! HE lifted a paw and staped on a stick, landing on it just right that it flung into the air right at Edbonyflame's beautifully construted cranium.

It was a simple kit trick! Back in TerrorClan, it was a free for all! Every kit had to fend for itself! Half of the, only grew to be slaves, anyway. The point was to step quickly onto a stacick and send it towards the unsuspecting opponenet. In the paws of any experienced TerroClanner, this attcke could give them the upper hand. And Firestone was a TerroClanner. He had the marks to show it. The scars, the memories, the fear...

[Vampirecat]

Ebonyflame, as fierce as she was, was a Shadowclan cat. She had been born in Shadowclan and thats were her loyalties lay. Like all clanborn Shadowclaners she carried much pride for her clan and was a perfect example of a fine Shadowclan warrior. She was fast, alert, brave, strong and most of all she wasn't afraid to die. This made her incredibly scary in a weaker cats eyes. And so she took this advantage and made cats as scared of her as possible. She wasn't afraid to kill them. In fact she enjoyed seeing them struggle beneth her powerful claws. She would make a good Shadowclan leader but for now she was happy to be a warrior.

As an apprentice she had been taught well by a cat named Raspthroat who was now a Shadowclan elder.(im making his bio later) He taught her all the tricks of Shadowclan and a few more he'd been taught by his mentor Tarpelt who had been a member of a loner before she had found Shadowclan. She was long since dead. But now Ebonyflame knew those secrets.

She prowled around Firestone until the stick came hurtling at her but she was smart and fast and easily jumped aside from it. "Come on, you can do better than that Firestone! Thats kit stuff!" She bellowed. She watched as he prowled around her . He was so handsom. But she tried not to think about it, not now. Instead she lay down in the soaked marsh. It was a tackic she hoped would work. But first she had to wait for him to come to her.

[fleabittengray]

ooc//that stick thing is a terrocaln trick no cvalns here no it

ic//FIrestone uhsheate dhis calws. His glossy jet black pelt shone in the weak light filtering in from between the leaves. He hissed, all traces of the kind medicine cat gone. Far gone... H ehad shown no cat this side of him. He had held it in a long time. A very long time. He raised a massive light gray paw, its hair blending in well with hsi bacl boadice, and grabbed at a bush. He flung it and it landed next to Edbonyflame. TerroClanners always destracted their opponent first. THey never dived right in! He blinked his ling white eyeslashes, his eyes that were permently narrowed by moons of scars closing all the way and opening with a demons fire in them. His flameing stone seemed to become his beaing heart as it pouned in is chest. The not very handsome scarrd tom stalked aorund Edbonyflame, his one crooked tooth clearly visable in his barred mouth.

The large tom kept his eyes on his oppoent, his hevy bodice making the ground shake an inch anway from him when he placed down his medioumsized legs and large heavy paws. HIs hudden muscles rippled in the larger-then-normal cat. His foot long body and froinche tail combinded to make a frightneing site.

[Vampirecat]

Ebonyflame's blue eyes glistened. The light steaking down from the sun made the scars all over her tatted black and white pelt stand out clearly. She slid around like a snake, slithering through the grass. Her ears very tinted forwards and her eyes were completely locked on to his. She was in a trance. Completely alone, apart from Firestone. No sound, no smell, nothing. Just..... their hearts beeting in unison. Silently she stalked. Gazing to his eyes. She had noticed that they were always slits. It was odd. Then he threw a branch beside her. She looked over for a split second but realized quickly that it was a destraction. She was smart and not to be fooled easily. She laughed and looked him in the eyes. "Ha Ha!! You'll have to do one better!!!" She shook her pelt and hissed. Unvailing all her razor like teeth. She moved slowly then went down low in a hunting crouch. Her agility came into play and she sprung high into the air, coming raining down on him like an eagle.

[fleabittengray]

Firestoe felt her weight on his back. But, instead of flinging her off at once, he sank down. He felt his belly fur rake the ground, but sitll he crouched. HIs mucles bunched. He hadn't done this move since that one battle so long ago! He rolled halfway onto his side and froze. The point was to amke them shift their weight to give him the upper edge. He sank his hind claws into the earth and, like a wild mustang fresh off the range, lfung up onto his back legs! Her flipepd over backwords, landing heavly on his back, trying to crsuh the ahe-cat underneath him. Tis move, if used to his full potntail, could kill. But this was not the time! He pushed don harder onto Edbonyflame's chest, trying to hold her down. He waited for her next move. Right now, he was still doing kitsplay!

[Vampirecat]

Ebonyflame was shocked. She had never seen that move before. Pain surged through her but it was nothing she couldn't handel. Firestone's weight was pressing her down but she managed to kick out her limbs. If her claws had been out they would have raked along his body but this was not a real fight, just practice. She then thought more clearly. One of the little things Raspthroat had taught her was that exposing the neck at all was checkmate to your appontent. She quickly got her paws and pushed them forwards. Each one going round either side of firestone's neck. She then pressed them against it. If in battle she would have had her claws out and sliced up his neck. It was an easy mistake to make. If he wanted to breath he would have to let her up. She didn't want yo hurt him, just for him to let her up.