The Dark (Open/Joining)

[Torrentfang]

-I am drowning in the darkness-
Paw steps echoed through the forest in the silent morning. The sun was barely peeking through the trees. A figure of a cat made its way through the forest. His eyes that were supposed to be a shape green were dull and lifeless. He was in a shocked silence. His paws were bloodstained. He had a long cut running down a leg, which made his steps uneven and limping. It wasn't deep, so it had stopped bleeding. But the deep cut he had just above his left eye was a problem. It was still flowing from a battle yesterday night. The blood blinded him as it dripped over his eye, but he didn't bother to clean it away. A trail of blood dotted his path.

-The darkness is chasing me-
Born a rogue. Torrent had always lived far away in a small group of cats. His father was the leader. His mother was always so cheerful. His sister was smaller, the one he had to protect. They were probably the happiest family alive. How had it happened?
Torrent had just finished his training, he could hunt and fight skillfully. He was praised for his intelligence. But what intelligence? He had none. He hadn't noticed her change in attitude...He had been so stupid.

-It swallowed everything of mine-
The band of cats had attacked them for the territory. Mai had joined them. His sister was one of them. They had no intention of sparing lives. The leader killed his father. Torrent, in turn, killed him.
In the midst of the fighting, Torrent had to faced his own sister. He couldn't hurt Mai. His mother had jumped in and tackled her off him. But his mother didn't know how to fight. Mai made short work of her.

-But aren't I also the darkness?-
Torrent had let the fury overcome him. It had clouded his brain. Turned him into a beast. A monster full of rage. He had lost control over himself. Mai was dead. His claws were stained with her blood. He had killed her. He had run away from the battle as far as he could. Until he could run no more. He didn't eat. Didn't sleep. He just continued to walk aimlessly.
He was useless. Wasn't she the little sister he had to protect? But he hadn't. He was evil. He had killed his sister because he had lost control of himself. He was afraid of himself.

-But I don't want to be one with the darkness-
Torrent looked up as he stopped. He scented a group of cats. Maybe he could ask to join them. He was a murderer. Did he have the right to join another group of cats? He had no family. He had no one. Maybe he should leave. How was he so sure it wouldn't happen again? He might kill again. He stood in the woods. He was still with indecision.

[Brighteyes]

True, the she-cat had strayed from the camp. She wasn't sure why, it was such a lovely rainy day, who wouldn't want to share tongues? Brighteyes, to be admitted from herself.

So, her she had come, just to detect another scent. Lucky for him, she wouldn't attack the first second she could. But first ,, she had to find him .. Walking farther, she kept her eyes wide, scanning the ground .. until .. she spotted him. An unfamiliar cat just above the border, lingering in. It was obvious by the look on his face he could scent her and the others' back home.

She cleared her throat, waiting for him to see her.

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[Torrentfang]

Torrent scented her presence long before she had arrived. He was too oblivious to check how close she was. It wasn't until he heard a sound that he raised his head slowly to see another she-cat studying him.

"...." Torrent had nothing to say, really. He probably looked like a freak. His wounds that he hadn't bothered to clean up were still trickling slightly. He was lucky the slash above his right eye had missed. But the blood blinded it. He had never thought to wipe it away. His dead green eyes were dull as they met hers. Lifeless from shock.

[Nightstar]

Darksplash was out in the territory, asleep ontop of a rock, bathing in the sunlight while the rain had parted. She rolled over, falling off the rock. "Ughhh...." She moaned, licking the dust out of her fur. She sniffed, stiffening up. The fur on her spine prickled. "Loner..." She growled, crouching low. She stalked forward, and watched as two shapes came into site. Brighteyes, a StormClan warrior, and a rouge.

[Torrentfang]

(I'm going to be really busy for the next three days so I might get on. Most likely not.)

Torrent caught another scent. He turned to see another cat. But this one had a killing intent. It was like he suddenly woke up froma trance. His lifeless, dull green eyes sparked a light yellow green. He realized that he was in someone else's territory. They probably weren't happy. He took a small but quick step back. He winced as a pain stabbed his shoulder. His wound had reopened.

[Tigeress]

Darksplash noticed the cat was injured. She rose from her croutch, and padded over. "You are hurt. Come to our camp." Darksplash nodded to Brighteyes.

[Torrentfang]

Torrent looked at the she-cat distrustfully. "I'm fine. This is nothing." He spoke for the first time to them. He was afraid that he would kill again. Who knew? They might be next.

[Tigerkit]

Darksplash looked firm. Her broad shoulders proved that she had trained for her whole life with ChaosClan, the worst clan out there. "You have to come with us, even if you don't want to heal your injuries."

[Torrentfang]

Torrent gazed at the she-cat for a moment. He was tired and nearly going mad from the shock of killing his own sister. So he looked down at the grass. Was he a prisoner?

"Alright..." Torrent followed after them to Stormclan. He wondered where they were taking him.