Poisoned Lips

Poisoned Lips
"Oh honey you don't even know how dangerous I can get."
==prologue==
"May all victors join me beneath High Rock!"
Lightning flashed blindingly bright, outlining the dark broad-shouldered figure as if he was some part of a horror film. Just like that, the brightness disappeared, and still he loomed, grinning down at the dark figures that swarmed closer to him. His people, his warriors, those rejected from StarClan because of their unforgivable sins. To the side, tossed away like a miserable and unwanted piece of crowfood, a fiery body was crumpled up, festooned in his own blood. A cat who had not even been permitted to flee with StarClan, for he had been slain again, before his soul could rise. A fire that had gone out...forever.
"All hail Hazestar, all hail Hazestar!" To think, such a crowd of ruffians had bowed down to a single cat: rather than fight over leadership among each other. They submitted almost immediately to him and his prowess. Even the tom with a broken tail, a terror who had reigned before even Hazestar himself, accepted the fact that he would stand below him.
"Crownedstar is dead! His spirit is no more, and we will hunt the remaining StarClan cats down until they, too, are nothing but air. Forgotten. Gone forever." The monstrous tabby's amber eyes slid over those eager, blood-stained faces. They were all ears for him. "We will establish rulers over the mortal Clans. Thrushclan will forever be mine. Oleanderclan will go to Shadedgallow, as it rightfully should. Rainclan shall belong to Taigavoice, and Tuscanclan to Reefstar."
Not a soul objected, and only a mouse-brain would, especially when Hazestar was in such a moment of triumph. . Cheers and chants broke out, and he absorbed and enjoyed every moment of it, closing his eyes to draw it in as if it was the sweetest scent he had ever smelled.
Murmurs and whispers of discontent and outright fear rippled among the living crowd. Not so much that they feared the Dark Forest: but rather, Hazestar.
"After tonight, the Code is no more. We will chase weakness out of our Clan bloodlines, and bathe the land in kittypet blood."
==a weak beginning==
The small tabby colored kitten awoke from a sleeping trance. They were breathing hard and their face seemed pale. A bad dream had stirred up in their mind and had boiled over into the real world. Hazekit had been dreaming about the Dark Forest again. She hated the Dark Forest or at least from what her mother, Foxsteam, had told her.
The clan seemed to ridicule Hazekit for one reason in particular. Hazekit looked exactly like the unfortunate tom-cat ruffian Hazestar. They weren't related by any sorts and yet she was a spitting image of the unfateful male. She thought it was so unfair! Hazekit had a life outside of her appearance was one thing she argued.
The kits never wanted to play with her, not even her own sibling Puffinkit. Puffinkit had begun avoiding her after the kit-tale of Hazestar. Was she really that different? The only one she could rely on was her mother, Foxsteam. Foxsteam didn't care about how Hazekit looked on the outside but rather was cautious for what was inside.
Hazekit's gaze returned to normal as she curled up against her mothers warm fur, snuggling and almost turning invisible by the layers of fur Foxsteam had provided.
with a short sigh of a bustling relief, Hazekit fell asleep to the rythmic chirping of crickets and other forest animals that night seemed to bring out the best in.
like.. like like him?
puffinkit was the early-bird of the family. he awoke with a comical jolt of his eyes, a smile peeking at the corner of his mouth showing some small teeth which were beginning to come in.
puffinkit's white fur glowed in the new sun which had begun to rise over the mountains in the distance. the sunrise colors always seemed so pretty. almost immediately he tumbled over as a kit pounced on top of him. "puffinkit!" the other kit screeched loudly with energy. looking up as puffinkit spat out some of the dirt that resided in his mouth, puffinkit noticed sharkkit's russian blue fur as a grin spread wider across his face.
soon after sharkkit came out trailed emberkit and goosekit. they both had the same goofy expression as their brother, eyes wide as they toppled onto puffinkit. the horde of kits soon got off as to not put too much strain on puffinkit's back.
so many thoughts raced through his mind as he looked around at these kits and friends he's known for practically his whole life. shark, ember, and goose were going to become apprentices soon without him. he would be stuck alone with hazekit.
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