Post by Fleet on Jan 21, 2017 15:22:36 GMT -6
The white son of Bloodraven sat watching as his father organised patrols, his forest, green gaze unreadable and beside him sat a black tom with deep green eyes, his best friend. The black tom flicked his tail before asking"Do you think your father will let us train today or do you think we'll still be on punishment duties..." At that Antilles snorted before responding cheerfully"It's all your fault we're stuck on punishment duties..." Beside him the black tom shifted slightly chuckling before responding brightly"Right cos I forced our band leaders son into putting fox scat in all the she-cat's nests..." At that Antilles found himself struggling to withhold laughter as he recalled all the she-cat's faces as they discovered the stinky stuff in their nests and he found himself talking through his laughter"Yeah, you totally forced my paws..." His father's blood, red gaze fell upon them and narrowed, no doubt honing in on their laughter. Then the white leader was before them speaking sternly"Since you are falling about with laughter I take it you won't be able to focus if this famous duo is kept together... Galra you're to join Emerald's-"
Antilles' had been preparing to argue to stay with his friend when his father was interrupted by shouts from the entrance as the sunrise patrol returned leading in three newcomers. His father's gaze was dragged away from them and Antilles found his gaze following the leaders, his white pelt prickling as the patrol leader approached Bloodraven calling"We found these three at the border!" The speaker was the pale ginger Ashla, the she-cat whom Antilles spent moons teasing Galra for fancying. But Antilles found himself seeking out his brother,Jerara knowing he had gone out with the sunrise patrol and wanting to make sure he was safe for the three son's of Bloodraven were privy to the meetings of the senior Dragon's. They knew that Blackfyre's army was moving ever closer, in fact they knew they were only a day away from the edge of their borders and every time either of his brothers left Antilles feared he'd lose a sibling, but his brother was there standing among the warriors surrounding the cats who had been waiting at the border. His father was moving forwards now"Rhaegar, I did not expect you here..." The creamy tom responded with a small nod before saying"Hello Bloodraven, I've actually come seeking Moth... I have news concerning his mother..."
Antilles noted how friendly the smile on his father's face was and he spoke"Of course... Galra... Fetch Moth, I do believe he and Thyme are sorting herbs behind Moth's den..." The black tom left his side and Antilles found his gaze falling on the two tom's either side of Rhaegar, both were creamy with violet eyes, both looked more like dragons than he did, but only one was gazing towards him, the other was moodily looking about their camp. Antilles looked away from them, disliking how the one tom stared, wishing one suddenly that Galra had not been sent away, or that Lukas would appear from the depths of the camp too distract him from the strangers stares. He was distracted from these thoughts as Rhaegar started speaking"You appear to be doing well, I am glad..." At that Bloodraven nodded and moved away from him towards Rhaegar, his smile widening as he responded"Yes... We're doing really well... Though I did wonder where you went..." At that Antilles green gaze flicked up from his white forepaws to fix upon Rhaegar, the creamy tom appeared to of looked away at his father's eyes nor did he answer them and then he noted movement beyond the cream tom, the tom who had been staring at him was shifting a little closer before saying"Is he your one of your other son's Bloodraven?" At that Rhaegar hissed"Emrys! We are not here to fulfil your curiosities..."
Bloodraven seemed to of tensed as the tom's name was spoken, so did Antilles, for he knew that name, Emrys was the name of one of Blackfyre's followers. Instantly Bloodraven's blood red gaze turned cold, Rhaegar did not seem to miss this for even as Emrys was turning to spit at the older tom he was between the young tom and several of the camps warriors who had began to surround him hissing"Call off your cats Bloodraven or I promise you that you will regret it!" At that Bloodraven responded with a snarl"You have brought a follower of Blackfyre here!" Even as the leader was speaking a gasp from the cats who had not known went up, followed by unfriendly mutterings but at that Emrys was looking straight at Bloodraven, his face emotionless as he responded sharply"I do not follow Blackfyre, Blackfyre is a fool... Nor would I follow you, your the one who turned my father into a kit killer! I'd follow those who sought for no bloodshed...." Antilles noted his father's white pelt prickling wildly at the young tom's words before the albino's blood, red eyes widened at the mention of the young tom's father. Bloodraven's gaze flickered to Rhaegar who still stood between Emrys and Bloodraven's warriors.
Then Antilles' father was speaking sternly"You are a very naive young tom, we live in a world where it is near impossible to do things without bloodshed.... Rhaegar, I did not know you had brought your son's here..." Before Rhaegar could speak Emrys answered Bloodraven"There are those who want to find a way of doing things without bloodshed..." Antilles felt as if the young tom was no longer speaking of the past, but more of their current situation with Blackfyre, he glanced towards his father but the white tom seemed to be choosing to ignore the young tom so Antilles began to creep closer, wondering how to ask the creamy tom to explain himself. But then Galra was back calling out"Moth is on his wa- Woah... Well... This is tense..." Antilles glanced over his white shoulder and noted that the black tom was stood there gazing upon all the tense forms surrounding Emrys and Rhaegar, while RHaegar's other son stood there looking grumpy. Bloodraven didn't react but Antilles had a feeling he wanted Moth to hurry up so he could order Rhaegar to remove Emrys from his camp, but Antilles' wanted to know more about what Emrys spoke of, fr he had grown up with the fear of losing another member of his family or one of his friends every day, he wanted the fear to stop, he wanted to simply be happy and at peace.
Antilles
