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THIS IS AN UNOFFICIAL RP EVENT FOR FIRE EMPIRE!! Please feel free to write how your character reacts to the dead body of Nitzie, brought back by Lazarus and Wyndigo, to the Fire Empire camp. ((If you want to comment about how pretty the art is please put it in brackets like i'm doing right now, thank you! <3))[RP Event prompt]
Lazarus and Wyndigo brought back Nitzie's dead body to the Fire Empire camp, and and small cub named, Avelina, is crying over her dead friend's body, asking why she's not waking up. Fire Empire stares in horror, what are their reactions to the cub's death? Do they feel remorse or are they furious, wondering who had done such a horrible thing?
Prasiolite (c) Breezy-likes-to-RP
Lazarus (c) SwordFangs
Wyndigo (c) Zephyreu-s
Karona (c) Nashatok
Nitzie (c) Rain847
Avelina & art (c) Soaring-Hearts
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Tagging: Polarfleets Zephyreu-s PeaceMvtt Soaring-Hearts
For a time he stood silently gazing forward, that grin still marred onto his face but a much somber one. His dark goddess whimpering against him, the deadly stare from African huntress's eyes, the cries of the spotted cub coating herself in his daughter's blood. He didn't speak, he listened. Good ear swiveling in acknowledgment of the word's of his young leader tear line coming down his face slowly drying into his fur. Finally he spoke, "She who was taken by the claws of the shadows"
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Cedar | shock | gladiator
Tagging: ViriZona (Salvus) Soaring-Hearts (Avelina)
Cedar didn't know what to do, Celeri seemed to be comforting Avelina "Its okay Salvus, shes in a better place now" Cedar stood right behind Salvus now, and gave him a gentle lick on the forehead. trying to comfort his son, "Like your momma said, shes in the stars now. Watching over us." Cedar said, wanting to hide his sadness. But it was all to overwhelming.
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Avelina | Heartbroken | Cub
Tagging: ViriZona (Salvus), deadwing1 (Celeri), Polarfleets (Kestrel), PeaceMvtt (Mossi), ;devzephyreu-s: (Wyndigo), SwordFangs (Lazarus)
Something hung heavy in the chest of the cub. Although she couldn't understand what had happened to her friend, she understood the feelings that came from it. Pain, confusion, anger, sadness, all of these bitter feelings wrapped into one and she really couldn't bring herself to speak about Nitzie, about how she looked, the memories they had together that were ripe with happiness and sunshine, and now... Now she witnessed her friend being covered by her leader in cloth, hiding the empty blank stare that clawed its way into the back of Avelina's mind. There was no way she'd ever be able to forget that look, to forget her friend's blood that had been smear against her forearms, or the looks of her empire mates as they all took the loss in their respective ways.
As Mosi spoke, the cub could hear the scathing tone in her voice, ready to kill whoever did this. Bringing some kind of anger and fury out of the child herself, wanting some kind of revenge or at least answers from those who brought her friend back home one last time. Still, no matter how her emotions changed, she couldn't bring herself to speak, however the cub did not in agreement to the leopard's words. She turned to look at Lazarus and Wyndigo, her lime eyes red from the tears, but furious in their own matter. She wanted answers, though there was no guarantee she'd be able to understand it, at least not now.
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Mars | Grim and Distant | Blacksmith
She had been standing in her forge. Marking the lines for a set of leather armour when she heard it. The first cries and exclamations, whispers and quiet anger. She only briefly wondered what was going on before she knew that the empire reacted this way when a sudden death occurred. She had been present enough times to know that this was usually how things went. Heart heavy it took her sometime to finally force herself to step out of the forge. Deciding she should be present for her empire at this time instead of hiding away in her forge trying to avoid the feelings she knew were brewing. So, the blacksmith wandered to the mouth of her forge and looked out at the gathering cats. When she caught a glance at the body of the fallen cat her face changed to a fiery rage. She had seen her share of the dead. She had even taken lives herself, but seeing the body of a cat so young was always hard. She stayed at the mouth of her forge, not taking another step forward. She would be present for the grieving but she had no desire to speak to anyone at the moment.
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Heroides | Fire Empire Newcomer
Tagging: none
Hero stood in the back of the crowd, face unreadable. He hadn't known the deceased... but he'd seen her around camp. This cub had seemed to bring joy to those around her... everyone she had touched had felt the warmth, and now it was brutally ripped away. He'd heard of the Hunters of course... had they done this? He couldn't know... he wondered if anyone but the dead knew. Someone must know. He had never felt such a strong need for revenge that wasn't somehow personal to him.
But maybe... this was personal in a way. He knew none of these cats by name, let alone face... but they had welcomed him, a stranger, into their Empire to be their trusted comrade. And now here, only days after his arrival this heinous event had occurred. His face hardened and he felt an icy anger and sadness grip at his heart as a few silent tears streamed down his face.
He may not have known her... but the great Achilles would always weep for a fallen ally.
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Salvus | Cub
Tagging: Soaring-Hearts (Avelina) Rain847 (Nitzie) deadwing1 (Celeri) StarSongWolf31 (Cedar) Polarfleets (Kestrel)
Salvus was relaxing with his parents when they suddenly rushed off to the cries of his sister and a few other distraught-sounding cats. A chill swept through his tiny pale body as dreaded curiosity moved his paws slowly over to the commotion. An unfamiliar copper tang hit his nose, making his blood run cold and fur stand on end. What was that? Peering around the legs of felines crowded together, Salvus was able to spot a crumpled, scarlet body. It took the snow cheetah several long moments to piece together Avelina's words and the still cub, her friend, laying on the ground.
"... Dead?" He echoed the word he heard Celeri speak, voice sounding hollow to his own ears. He didn't understand; his mind refused to understand. He looked to the red stains now spread onto his sister's fur, and for a brief second his heart raced in thinking this 'dead' would claim Avelina next. But it was only Nitzie's red, not 'Lina's. Still, his little form trembled in his mixture of confusion, worry, and even fear.
Salvus squeezed his way through the crowd and between Cedar and Celeri to reach his sister. "'Lina..." He whimpered, clearly scared for her at the time. Their leader, Kestrel, then brushed by, draping a cloth over Nitzie's motionless body. And Salvus swallowed a hardening lump in his throat. The urge to cry had never been so strong before, yet he still couldn't comprehend why.
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Kestrel | Leader
Tagging: Zephyreu-s SwordFangs Rain847 Soaring-Hearts deadwing1
Other: none
Kestrel had been one of the first to hear the news, but she wanted to let the empire grieve before speaking. As Avelina approached Nitzie the look in her eyes pierced through Kestrel like a shard of glass. She had gathered up a cloth and padded toward Nitzie's body. She gently nudged Avelina, giving Celeri a quick glance. Death was nothing a cub so young could understand, and with such little explanation.
She didn't want to speak, not yet.. Not to a cub confused and struggling to understand a new concept forced upon her, with judging eyes and speculating minds. With too many opinions Kestrel would need to speak to Avelina alone, to explain as best she could without more confusion.
Looking to Lazarus and Wyndigo apologetically she lay the cloth over the dead cub, torn to pieces and far too gruesome and bloodied for the eyes of those as young as Avelina.
She turned to her empire and sighed. "We are all grieving the loss of a cub, but we must keep on. We don't know what happened, yet, but we'll find who did this." She looked to Lazarus and Wyndigo and murmured. "You may bury her when you're ready." She gently touched her nose to Lazarus's shoulder, then Wyndigo's, and as she stepped away she looked to Avelina.
((This will probably be my only response. Soaring lemme know if you're still down to have Ave and Kes talk after this like we talked about XD))
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Karona | Disbelief | Apprentice
Tagging: Zephyreu-s (Bab needs some comfort) | Breezy-likes-to-RP (And a hug)
Karona wasn't ready for this. All her time trying, learning, fighting, all her effort she'd spent trying to get better, to strengthen herself. What was it for, when those- those savages went to such extremes as to kill cubs? Cubs, of all things! Her mouth moved, though no words came out, as she stood among her new family, what had stood next to her, even when she could not see it. She wanted to cry, but no tears would come. She looked around desperately for some face she knew, one of the loving embraces she needed so bad when her world collapsed like this.
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Callisto | Dissociating | Apprentice
Tagging: N/a
Callisto slumped over as she approached the commotion. The dead body of a cub, torn into pieces, the only thing that entered her vision. She couldn't move, couldn't speak, she almost felt like she couldn't breathe. In fact, she didn't feel anything. Suddenly she felt so empty, was it because she was staring at the dead body of a cub? One that had approached her not even a week or so ago? The same one who had easily bonded with the aloof and off-putting hybrid? Callisto didn't want to accept it.
Of course, she knew what death was, what happened when you'd die. But Callisto didn't want to accept Nitzie's death, not yet. The cub had been so young and so carefree! 'It wasn't fair!' she wanted to shout but nothing came out of her mouth. She didn't move at all. She stood there, in disbelief, not even caring to notice the tears welling in her eyes.
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Mosi | Gladiator
The leopardess had been posted in the shadows of the trees for most of the day doing nothing really but watching her empire mates wander and go about their lives. Earlier that morning she had seen off two of her closer allies, Lazarus and the small cub, Nitzie. They were going to spend the day exploring the territory as they normally did, while Mosi and her closest friend Wyndigo spent most of the day relaxing and chattering among themselves.
Nearly the entire day had passed as Mosi and Wyn awaited the return of the two explorers, a cloud of worry beginning to form around them. Normally they had returned by now... Soon Wyndigo couldn't take the wait any longer and she left Mosi to go and search for her mate and cub... It wasn't long before the leopard spotted their familiar figures emerging into the camp. Mosi's ears perked and a small smile began to appear on her maw as she rose to go and greet them.
She froze...
The scent of blood hit her with the force of a tidal wave and her feet faltered, causing her to nearly trip over herself. what...? Where was that pungent smell coming from..? As The couple drew nearer Mosi could make out their faces, Wyndigo's eyes were puffy and bloodshot, her lip trembling slightly and Lazarus- wasn't wearing the same grin that he normally did... This troubled Mosi, but what she saw next....would haunt her for the rest of her days...
The mangled body...the...blood...it couldn't be... "NITZIE?!" The leopard's voice crackled weakly as she stood there, frozen in place. Before she could will herself forward the entirety of the empire moved in to view the horror. The cries of saddness and disbelief from the empire could start to be heard and for a moment Mosi's eyes began to well up with hot tears. No..Not again... I treaded through the blood and ashes of my own people...found a new....family.... Only to witness it falling apart right in front of me yet again... Mosi's mind began to drown with fear, destress and saddness as memories of the bright eyed cub flooded her mind. The loud cry of a small hybrid cub snapped the female back to the horrific reality in front of her. And at last, much like a puppet on strings, her legs began to move numbly forward. Parting her way through the crowd of felines she finally met the lifeless gaze of Nitzie... Mosi cringed at the sight, jerking her head slightly, but not fully able to look away from the poor lost soul... The gladiator let her head fall, the feather gifted to her by the cub when they first met, dangling lifelessly from the scruff of the leopard's neck.
After a long moment of silence, Mosi's pale rose colored eyes ripped away from the still body and lifted up to Lazarus and Wyndigo. Her mouth opened, and what followed was a voice laced with nothing but pure venom and fire...
"Who did this to her..."
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Avelina | Heartbroken | Cub
Tagging: deadwing1 & StarSongWolf31
Avelina's lime eyes tore away from the russet fur of Nitzie, looking up desperately at her mother who had joined her at her side. "What is dead? Is it sleep? How did she get to the stars?" Questions festered in the cub's mind as she looked up at her mom, wanting an answer, wanting to know who took her friend from her. As she looked around the felines standing around her, she noticed that most if not all were crying or had shocked faces. She couldn't comprehend what was going on.
Blood smeared on to the tan fur of Avelina, causing her to back away from Nitzie's body, knowing well enough that this red substance was something to be feared, that something was wrong. The scent of iron hit her all at once, her emotions had gotten in the way of her senses, she completely ignored her natural instinct to avoid death. She stood in horror as tears continued to stream down her face, questioning why it had to be her friend that had gotten to go to sleep forever.
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Celeri | Resigned | Gladiator
Tagging: Soaring-Hearts
Celeri watched as a small cub Nitzie one of her daughters friends was carried in dead. Her daughter crying confused as to why she won't wake up "Honey shes.. dead shes never gonna wake up no matter how hard we try. She's in the stars now. She'll be happy there" She said putting a paw on her daughters shoulders and sitting by her. She saw the claw and teeth marks on the cub. She wondered who could do this then she remembered that this was the world they lived in. Her children would have to get used to death after all it ran in the family and they couldn't run from it.
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Cedar | shocked
Tagging: Soaring-Hearts
Cedar noticed his daughter amongst a small crowd, a strong, metallic smell of blood lingered in the air. The snow leopard quickened his pace, starting to panic. When he reached the crowd, he was shocked to see a cub, lying still on the ground. He had seen her before, playing with Avelina. Cedar reached in and licked his daughters forehead and sat behind her, not knowing what to do. What monster did this, did this to a cub.
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Uma | Gladiator
The lynx had been lazing about a bit, enjoying a portion of rest when a commotion had started within the camp. Of course, as always, the blue-eyed feline had hopped up the moment she became aware of anything occurring, never wanting to miss out on news or the potential of something exciting. Though, no sooner had she landed on her paws and took a step towards the noise, the revelation of the implications of what was happening hit her hard. Her blood ran nearly cold, usual grin faltering into a growing frown as she raced to the scene.
The small cub, Nitzie was, in fact, dead, tears spread among the crowd as they looked on and mourned. Uma’s mouth fell agape, ears flattening back against her skull in horror… Who would do such a thing? Was it another cat? Why did it have to be her? She had been such a sweet and passionate little cub, full of so much curiosity, hopes, and dreams. She was supposed to be apprenticed in only a couple more days… Now she’d never get the chance… never even get to start actually exploring her life.
Tears of her own began to stream down her face as she sank into an awkward laying position nearby, unable to stand anymore with her eyes glued to the lifeless form in front of her. If her heart didn’t already feel broken, the pain in Avelina’s words and appearance shattered it. The poor cub… having to see and deal with something like this still so young… losing a close friend in such a terrible way…and poor Lazarus and Wyndigo, she could for now only imagine what they had seen or how they both had felt being the ones to know what happened… For once, she was speechless….
((And btw the picture is absolutely beautiful... poor Avelina breaks MY heart. Great job, Soaring... glad for the little rp opportunity with it too. ;u; ))
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Cêpan | Gladiator | Having breathing issues at the back
Tagging: No one yet
The small crowd had been what had drawn the elderly cheetah forward. Sleep rested on his head, making the world heavy, a blur. If he had it his way he would have snapped at the noise; perhaps complain that the hunters would be able to hear them from the city. He would have tried to dismiss it all or go back to sleep.
Part of him wished he could. The undeniable saddness hung over the crowd like his sleep-deprived state. It was... hard to focus on what was happening. He needed to know. They had just moved camp, taken decisive action against the bad; surely this was just an overreaction. The nervous attitudes of a new home. It had to be. Something can't have happened so soon.
His bones groaned to a stop as a cub's cry broke through the haze. No. No, why so soon? His mind sorted through the information presented, but something clouded his clear head. A cub? That cub. Why... why her? He knew that captures would continue as long as the empire's struggle did. The cheetah had even accepted that he might die one day from his age in such a situation. But why her? Why did they have to kill her? It didn't make sence. It didn't --
His breathe hitched in his throat and the older cat stumbled briefly before backing away from the crowd again. Shapes swam before his mind. He could come up with many reasons on why this could have happended; from flawed justifications of murder to a mistake during a capture. However, every time he tried to focus, tried be rational, his body resisted.
He... he just needed a moment.
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((Okay but man this is so awesome, you really nailed Laz here
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Avelina | Feeling Awful | Cub
Tagging: deadwing1
Avelina crouched over the limp cold body of her friend, tears streaming down the cub's face as she looked at the bloodied and bruised body of the other cub. She didn't understand why her friend was so cold, why she wasn't moving, or why there was no longer light in her eyes. All she could do was wail as she tried to understand the situation. "Momma... Why is Nitzie so cold, why won't she wake up?" The cub weakly spoke, moving the lifeless body of Nitzie in an attempt to wake her up, as if she was just asleep. Horror filled the young cub's eyes, wondering why her friend wouldn't wake up, "Please wake up Nit, I wanna play with you." A sense of knowing washing over the cub, but she couldn't understanding the feeling. That her friend would never wake up again. That they'd never be apprentices together. "Momma, please wake her up," Avelina pleaded, tears streaming down her face as she hugging her friend's body close.
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