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Pffft! Finally this torture of a picture is over! I must say, I had loads of fun with the blood o-e and the eyes...I actually like them. By the way, that is blood on his tooth/teeth. o-e

o3o Thank you Alice, , for creating such a beautiful background and as I said I would, I gave credit. (:<

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Run. That's all that it seemed he could do. That's all it seemed he had to do. So that's what he did. He ran. The black feline didn't stop once as he ran far, far away from his home; from AmaranthineClan. He dismissed his exhaustion and hunger that gnawed at him, begging him to rest but he refused. Even the burning pain on his back was pleading him to be treated. He ignored it, knowing that he shouldn't stop until he knew he was safe.

He ran for quite a number of moons when he entered into yet another's territory but for some reason, this territory was different from the others he had trespassed on. This one seemed familiar in a sense, like he's experienced this before. Keeping up with his running pace, he passed by numerous trees and other various plantlife. Gradually, as he furthered, there were less and less trees and the area opened up into a clearing.

The feeling of safety was slowly building up in his heart, telling him that this was a place of safety. Although safe, he still was catious since he was in another's land. The territory didn't just belong to one animal. It belonged to multiple, all belonging to felines like himself. He could lightly detect that there was another piece of land to his left that held a different scent than what he was on. The same to his right. Eyes widening, he was quick to classify these territories as being Clans.

A small wave of relief washed over the feline at some familiarity. He silently thanked StarClan for guiding him to this place. Spotting a large lake, he eagerly made his way over to it. As he drew closer to the lake, he spotted others from the corner of his eye. A she-cat and a Tom who were conversing. Neither belonged to the Clan territory he was upon, but he wary about their nearby presence. He came to a stop at the water's edge, leaning his head over and lapping up the water. He enjoyed the feel of the liquid streaming down his throat and satisfying the dry burning he had been feeling for moons now. As he continued to drink, he kept an ear turned toward the two cats way, attempting to listen to their conversation.

Unfortunately, this didn't get past their attention. The female, rather large and extrememly comparison to one of the great cats, the lion, scoffed when she caught the black feline. "Can't anyone have any privacy around here?" She seethed, a growl playing along with her voice. Her big brown eyes held an icy look as they glared at the black feline.

The Tom, on the other paw, took a very different reaction; a very rash reaction. The tortishell let out a loud his, letting his silver claws slide out from where they were sheathed. The eavesdropper needed punishment for his wrong doings.

Quickly catching on to what was going on, the black feline was quick to whirl himself around so that he was facing them. His eyes glazed over with an icy-blue colour filling in his eyes. He curled his lip back to flash them his fangs, a warning, but it was meaningless. He was tired and dizzy from no rest and the blood loss. The wound on his back hit him like a large cat cuffing him across the face. The burning pain returned. He could feel the matted parts of his fur where the blood had dried, causing a slight crusted film over his wound and parts of his black fur. Exhaustion was quick to claim him. Unable to make a single move, it wasn't long before his eyes began rolling into the back of his head and his body fell forward to the ground. He let the clutches of darkness consume him and hold him captive.

The clutches of darkness were slowly retreating back from the cave they once resided in. The black feline's eyes slowly opened, maintaining their original multi-shaded blue eyes which consisted of deep-blue, crystal-blue and icy-blue. The burning pain on his back was now numbing, very bearable to his pleasure. Blinking several times to rid of the drowsiness, he scanned his gaze around his surroundings. His eyes came to a stop to when two cats stood before him, towering over him. They were the she-cat and Tom-cat from before. He made jerky movements to get away from them but was stopped when a pressure was applied to his left shoulder.

"Easy there, young one." The she-cat meowed, holding a warm and gentle tone as if she were speaking to a kit. Her yellow-brown pelt gave off a beautiful glow in the sunlight, mesmerising the feline below her paw. She gently lifted her paw off of him once he had relaxed and remained lying on the ground. "My name is Lionfang." She introduced herself as well as her companion, "and this is Redclaw. What might be your name?"

/Wolfpaw./ The answer rang in his head, bouncing around the walls of his mind though he knew that he shouldn't speak such a nuisance of a name. Instead, he decided to go with something a little more simpler. "Wolf." He replied, his voice slow and catious. He let his eyes flicker back and forth between the two before a question shaped in his head, one that stuck to him like a tick. "Where am I?" He asked. He sounded small, like a kit once again filled with fear.

Out of shock, it was the tortiseshell, Redclaw, who spoke. "Right now, we're in ThunderClan though I greatly wish to get back to ShadowClan." He replied, his voice holding a bitterness and edgy tone. It was plainly seen that the Tom didn't exactly enjoy being on enemy land.

/ThunderClan? ShadowClan?/ He repeated the names of the clans in his head, hastily searching for remembrance on where he heard those names before. /They're from the four legendary clans!/ Wolf's eyes widened at the sound of those names, stories of the legendary clans flooding into his head. He opened his jaws to say something but he was given no time to say anything.

Lionfang held her gaze elsewhere, whipping her head back to Redclaw and Wolf. "There's no more time. Redclaw we must go." She said then brought her full attention to Wolf. "A ThunderClan patrol makes their way here. I'm sure you can handle yourself from there." She gave the young black Tom a soft smile before quickly darting away, traveling back over to ShadowClan.

Just as Lionfang has said, it wasn't long before Wolf was greeted by a patrol through hostility. Of course, they had interrogated and threatened him, but he continued to plead to be brought to their leader until they finally gave in. The patrol led him back to their camp, as promised, and had allowed him to speak to their leader.

With the leader, he had requested to join the clan. After great questioning and a some truth spilling, the leader, who was named Rainstar, finally agreed to let him join and immediately held a meeting. During that meeting, the announcement of Wolf joining took place as well as a ceremony to receive a name. A Warrior name. He was given the name Wolfscar.

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More to come later...

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Scar of Wolves © ~xRustfallx
Lionfang, Redclaw © Lionfang
Rainstar © Rainstar
Edge of Death © ~IconLegend
Background © =TigerPathProductions

Description
Pffft! Finally this torture of a picture is over! I must say, I had loads of fun with the blood o-e and the eyes...I actually like them. By the way, that is blood on his tooth/teeth. o-e

o3o Thank you Alice, , for creating such a beautiful background and as I said I would, I gave credit. (:<

~•~

Run. That's all that it seemed he could do. That's all it seemed he had to do. So that's what he did. He ran. The black feline didn't stop once as he ran far, far away from his home; from AmaranthineClan. He dismissed his exhaustion and hunger that gnawed at him, begging him to rest but he refused. Even the burning pain on his back was pleading him to be treated. He ignored it, knowing that he shouldn't stop until he knew he was safe.

He ran for quite a number of moons when he entered into yet another's territory but for some reason, this territory was different from the others he had trespassed on. This one seemed familiar in a sense, like he's experienced this before. Keeping up with his running pace, he passed by numerous trees and other various plantlife. Gradually, as he furthered, there were less and less trees and the area opened up into a clearing.

The feeling of safety was slowly building up in his heart, telling him that this was a place of safety. Although safe, he still was catious since he was in another's land. The territory didn't just belong to one animal. It belonged to multiple, all belonging to felines like himself. He could lightly detect that there was another piece of land to his left that held a different scent than what he was on. The same to his right. Eyes widening, he was quick to classify these territories as being Clans.

A small wave of relief washed over the feline at some familiarity. He silently thanked StarClan for guiding him to this place. Spotting a large lake, he eagerly made his way over to it. As he drew closer to the lake, he spotted others from the corner of his eye. A she-cat and a Tom who were conversing. Neither belonged to the Clan territory he was upon, but he wary about their nearby presence. He came to a stop at the water's edge, leaning his head over and lapping up the water. He enjoyed the feel of the liquid streaming down his throat and satisfying the dry burning he had been feeling for moons now. As he continued to drink, he kept an ear turned toward the two cats way, attempting to listen to their conversation.

Unfortunately, this didn't get past their attention. The female, rather large and extrememly comparison to one of the great cats, the lion, scoffed when she caught the black feline. "Can't anyone have any privacy around here?" She seethed, a growl playing along with her voice. Her big brown eyes held an icy look as they glared at the black feline.

The Tom, on the other paw, took a very different reaction; a very rash reaction. The tortishell let out a loud his, letting his silver claws slide out from where they were sheathed. The eavesdropper needed punishment for his wrong doings.

Quickly catching on to what was going on, the black feline was quick to whirl himself around so that he was facing them. His eyes glazed over with an icy-blue colour filling in his eyes. He curled his lip back to flash them his fangs, a warning, but it was meaningless. He was tired and dizzy from no rest and the blood loss. The wound on his back hit him like a large cat cuffing him across the face. The burning pain returned. He could feel the matted parts of his fur where the blood had dried, causing a slight crusted film over his wound and parts of his black fur. Exhaustion was quick to claim him. Unable to make a single move, it wasn't long before his eyes began rolling into the back of his head and his body fell forward to the ground. He let the clutches of darkness consume him and hold him captive.

The clutches of darkness were slowly retreating back from the cave they once resided in. The black feline's eyes slowly opened, maintaining their original multi-shaded blue eyes which consisted of deep-blue, crystal-blue and icy-blue. The burning pain on his back was now numbing, very bearable to his pleasure. Blinking several times to rid of the drowsiness, he scanned his gaze around his surroundings. His eyes came to a stop to when two cats stood before him, towering over him. They were the she-cat and Tom-cat from before. He made jerky movements to get away from them but was stopped when a pressure was applied to his left shoulder.

"Easy there, young one." The she-cat meowed, holding a warm and gentle tone as if she were speaking to a kit. Her yellow-brown pelt gave off a beautiful glow in the sunlight, mesmerising the feline below her paw. She gently lifted her paw off of him once he had relaxed and remained lying on the ground. "My name is Lionfang." She introduced herself as well as her companion, "and this is Redclaw. What might be your name?"

/Wolfpaw./ The answer rang in his head, bouncing around the walls of his mind though he knew that he shouldn't speak such a nuisance of a name. Instead, he decided to go with something a little more simpler. "Wolf." He replied, his voice slow and catious. He let his eyes flicker back and forth between the two before a question shaped in his head, one that stuck to him like a tick. "Where am I?" He asked. He sounded small, like a kit once again filled with fear.

Out of shock, it was the tortiseshell, Redclaw, who spoke. "Right now, we're in ThunderClan though I greatly wish to get back to ShadowClan." He replied, his voice holding a bitterness and edgy tone. It was plainly seen that the Tom didn't exactly enjoy being on enemy land.

/ThunderClan? ShadowClan?/ He repeated the names of the clans in his head, hastily searching for remembrance on where he heard those names before. /They're from the four legendary clans!/ Wolf's eyes widened at the sound of those names, stories of the legendary clans flooding into his head. He opened his jaws to say something but he was given no time to say anything.

Lionfang held her gaze elsewhere, whipping her head back to Redclaw and Wolf. "There's no more time. Redclaw we must go." She said then brought her full attention to Wolf. "A ThunderClan patrol makes their way here. I'm sure you can handle yourself from there." She gave the young black Tom a soft smile before quickly darting away, traveling back over to ShadowClan.

Just as Lionfang has said, it wasn't long before Wolf was greeted by a patrol through hostility. Of course, they had interrogated and threatened him, but he continued to plead to be brought to their leader until they finally gave in. The patrol led him back to their camp, as promised, and had allowed him to speak to their leader.

With the leader, he had requested to join the clan. After great questioning and a some truth spilling, the leader, who was named Rainstar, finally agreed to let him join and immediately held a meeting. During that meeting, the announcement of Wolf joining took place as well as a ceremony to receive a name. A Warrior name. He was given the name Wolfscar.

~•~

More to come later...

~•~

Scar of Wolves © ~xRustfallx
Lionfang, Redclaw © Lionfang
Rainstar © Rainstar
Edge of Death © ~IconLegend
Background © =TigerPathProductions