Deceit (Lostsong;Open)

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The sun was shining on Thunderclan's territory, it's rays beating harshly on the tops of the trees. Despite that fact, it was a cold afternoon. Most of the prey were probably curled up in their nest, keeping away from the chilly winds.

But Batwing, however, enjoyed the cold. A slight breeze ruffled his fur, but the black tom didn't seem to mind.

His thought back to that night... He was in deep trouble now... But it was Turtlekit's fault! If that brat hadn't gotten in the way, none of this would have happened!

Banishment couldn't be to far on the horizon. If he wanted his blood to run through the clan, he'd have to find a mate... fast... But who in their right minds would love a crazed murderer...?

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The she-cat trod through the forest, her green eyes searching. She was supposed to be searching for prey, but she was instead looking for a familiar landmark, a smell, something. She was lost... again. She didn't know why it surprised her anymore when she figured out she was lost. She just sighed and kept going. She would eventually find a sign.

Lostsong's beautiful soft pelt fluffed up at the slight breeze. It sure was chilly. She looked at the sky, seeing almost bare branches. Well, it was almost leaf-bare, huh? Another breeze shifted her pelt, and cought the dry, dying leaves still left. They tumbled to the gorund in a graceful manner, crunching and crackling as they hit objects. Suddenly, it hit her nose. A Thunderclan cat was near! Lostsong started heading in that direction, maybe she would be able to follow them home. After all, she was infamous in her clan for her lack of direction.

She slowed down almost to a stop as she recognized the black figure. It was Batwing. There had been some buzz about him hurting Turtlekit, but Lostsong had missed the whole deal. She didn't know the real story, so she guessed she might as well find out now, huh?

She approaced the tom, letting her voice call across the brisk breeze. Hello there! Her voice lifted through the air like a song. May I join you?

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Batwing turned and stared at Lostsong. He hadn't scented her coming... After a moment of thought, he realized that she was downwind from him.

"How ironic..." he muttered, to quiet for the cream and brown she-cat to hear. "I was thinking about mates and a she-cat comes..."

He licked his white paw and drew it over his head, hoping to smooth down his ruffled fur. "Of course." After the... er... incident, no one came near him, especially queens and kits. Now, someone was asking if they could join him.

A thought was stirring in his mind. Something... devious...

"How are you?" he asked politely. Yes. If he could just get to know her a bit better, gain her trust, then maybe, just maybe, his plan would fall into place...

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Lostsong grined at his grooming efforts. Aww. that's so sweet. He wants to look good for me. She told herself.She padded up and stood next to him, then looked at him, smileing. I'm fairly good, you? She looked at him with her green eyes, gazing over him. He didn't seem like the kind of cat to hurt another, and if she remembered right, he had never done anything to be untrustworthy, accept for the whole Turtlekit thing...

Hey, mind if I ask you a question? she said, her voice almost in a purr. It sayed like that naturally, in a song like tune. She was a naturally happy, outgoing cat, what can I say?

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Batwing glanced at her. "I'm fine. Cold out today, isn't it?"

The black tom was trying to make a conversation with her, but as he didn't really converse very much, this wasn't going to be easy.

"Sure, go right ahead."

((Sorry for the short post...))

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((It's ok. Mine's short too ))

Lostsong looked at him, then tilted her head to the side. Her eyes looked right into his, staring deep into them. He had to give the true answer, right? Of course he did. So, that whole thing with Turtlekit... Her voice trailed off as she tried to find the right words. She found them, and contenued speaking. What's your side of it? Is what they say true? She wanted to know from him, to know weather she should trust him of not. She would walk away right now and risk staying lost forever depending on what he said. Or, she might just stay. It was all his choice.

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The black tom gazed at Lostsong, eyes narrowing, tail flicking in irritation. If he told her the truth, his whole plan would be ruined...

But he couldn't bring himself to lie to her. He didn't know why, but something held his jaws shut. He sighed. Looked like he'd have to tell the truth...

"Yes, what they say is true." He closed his eyes before continuing. "You probably think I'm a monster, right? Attacking fellow clanmates... But think what you want. One more cat in a whole clan of people who hate me isn't going to make any difference."

He opened his eyes and stared directly into her eyes. "But sometimes, I just can't control myself. I tried to get her to go home, to go back to her mother, I really did, but then... She pushed me to far."

Batwing pawed at the ground, waiting for her reply.

"You can hate me, or you can put yourself in my shoes*. When someone bothers you so much, don't you attack? It's something that just happens. Unfortunately, I couldn't get control..."

*I didn't know what to type here... Paws? But that sounds more like hands then shoes...

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Lostsong looked at him in surprise. So he did do it. He did hurt an innocent kit. But from what he was saying, he didn't want to. He hadn't meant to attack the kit. She had just pushed him too far. But, how could a kit do that to someone? They were so cute and playful. They wouldn' hurt a fly! But, Lostsong had to admit, they could get a tad annoying at times. Just because they get on your nerves doesn't mean they deserve to be attacted. She told him sternly, her green eyes blazing into his. But I can see where you're coming from. And she did. She could get annoyed at times, and could understand how someone with a little less self control than she had could possibly break loose. She looked at him. He seemed like he had self control, but maybe it was all a mistake, like he said. It had to have been.

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"Have you meet Turtlekit?" Batwing said, snorting. "She's a pawful!"

A small smile tugged at his mouth. So she did understand... somewhat. It's better then nothing at all, I suppose...

"I know what I did was wrong." Now he was lieing. Or... was he? At least, he thought he was... "But no one seems to understand."

He took a step forward. "But you do, don't you?" the black tom said in a smooth voice, trying to get her to trust him.

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Lostsong gave a soft, light laugh at his observation of Turtlekit's personality. She was a handful at times, it was true. Well, she guessed, she would have to take the tom's word for it. She hadn't actually spent much time with the kit. Batwing seemed trustworthy though, like he wouldn't lie to her. Her smile echoed his own, and her green eyes softened, and she looked at him. She softened as she heard he was regretful, how he knew he was wrong. She was falling for it, and she had no clue.

She nodded, captivated by him. She watched as he steppedforward, her eyes never leaving him. She stood there, watching him.

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It's working...

She didn't seem afraid disgusted. She even laughed. Batwing must have been doing something right. Then she nodded. He had Lostsong's trust, even when he told her the truth, how he'd hurt Turtlekit...

He nodded back. "Can we change the subject...?" he asked quietly. "I get kinda... uncomfortable talking about the incident..."

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Oh! Of course... Lost song said, her voice trailing off as the thought about what to talk about. It idnd't enter her mind that he could be deceiving her, not one bit. She was quite naive, being a young cat. She was too trusting until you gave her a reason not to trust. She sat down, her tail swishing back and forth across the dryed leaves, making a crunching sound as they turned over. A breeze lifted up her thick, fluffy pelt, and she shivered slightly. She wasn't really bothered by cold much, having such a thick pelt, but it was always the wind that got her. Soo... I don't know much about you. What's your favorite thing to hunt? She was trying to act sweet. She really didn't know what to say, but the silence was killing her.

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"Crows," he answered after a bit of thought. "Crows are defiantly my favorite prey to hunt." He didn't want to tell her why. What would she think of him if he told her that he only enjoyed it because they made the loudest screech of pain before they were killed...?

"And what about your favorite?" Batwing shivered a bit as a cold wind ruffled his fur. Now, the cold was beginning to get to him...

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Crows are... interesting. Lostsong said. She didn't like them because they could fly, and were very loud. They squawked and made the biggest fuss. Plus, they were quite large and had large talons and beaks that they could put to good use. Also, she just didn't like feathers very much. They got everywhere and stuck to anything. She looked at him, interested in his question. I like squirrels. They're fun to chase. She looked at him, and noticed he was shivering too. Are you cold? she asked, genuine concern in her eyes and voice. It was getting a bit chilly out, and the breeze wasn't helping. At least it wasn't raining or snowing, right?

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The black tom smiled warmly at Lostsong. "That they are," he agreed.

"Oh, no, I'm fine," he said as she looked at him with concern. Another gust of wind swept over the land, colder then before. His teeth began to chatter. "Maybe I'm a bit c-cold..."

Batwing squirmed over to sit beside her. She was lucky. She had a thick coat to keep her warm. Him... not so much... He leaned over and rested his head on her shoulder, drinking in her scent.

Who knew deceiving someone could be so fun...?