TAKE THIS TO HEART ;; venomstrike [bc]

[& Lizz'ard.]

It took 8 years just to realize
No one looks when we say goodbye
Dying just to survive
It feels like the first time

Venomstrike

All the things that you set aside

- the poisonous fluid that some animals, as certain snakes and spiders, secrete and introduce into the bodies of their victims by biting, stinging, etc.
- to deal a blow or stroke to (a person or thing), as with the fist, a weapon, or a hammer; hit.

All the friends that you leave behind she-cat
Just so the curtain will rise and it feels like the first time 18 moons
Take this heart; it's ticking like a cheap clock brightclan
I need you to believe in me until there's nothing left of us warrior
I need you to believe in me a silver bengal tabby she-cat with acid-green eyes

Oh my god
We were under the skyline
Through the sirens and flashing lights
You told me "It's no use to try any more.
Does it mean that much to you?"

Let's say that you tell Venomstrike to pose. Well, you probably wouldn't tell her that. No one gives orders to Venomstrike just off-handishly like that. But let's say that you managed to get her in a position where you could see her stretched out. By her stature and pelt, you can tell that she is a Bengal. She's falls within the size range of a typical cat, but she has large bones and muscles packed into her frame. The sides and top of her body are marked with spots, rosetted like a jaguar. The remainder of her body consists of stripes.

However, there's always room for detail because there's no way that you can just go into an overview of Venomstrike. Her triangular nose is black with tinges of pink at each corner. It's faceted like a jewel upon her strong-jawed muzzle. Long whiskers protrude from there and above her eyes. Her muzzle is white, but from there, her face is streaked with what's called 'mascara'. It's the horizontal striping along the eyes. They make her gaze look even more forboding. By the way, have I described those yet? No? Well, here you have it. Venompaw's eyes are green. Not simply green like the grass or a leaf, not sea-green like an clear ocean or dark-green like a forest. Hers is an acid-green. It melts any resolve you had before you crossed her, piercing through any and everything like an all-seeing eye of a god.

Above her eyes are her pointed down-covered ears. They're soft, sure, but you can see the crinkled skin. Her ears seem to extend to her striped neck when she lowers her head like a greyhound after a kill. Her neck is powerful and rippling with strong muscles that prevent enemies from sinking their fangs into her carotid artery. This is also the case in her rolling shoulders that lead into her untrembling limbs. These support her lithe body. Along with the front legs are her back legs which extend beautifully. All of these appendages rest on soft flexible paws. Her banded tail is about as long as her leg half-outstretched.

Now, we've gone on and on about her body, but we've barely said anything about her pelt! This she-cat is pretty if you can get past the stern expression on her face. She's a moon-like silver color with black stripes and rosettes. She also has black on the underside of her paws, making it look like she stepped in tar. Her pelt seems to glitter and it has a rich smooth satin or silk feel.

At that moment when time stops
All at once, see, the pressure drops
Way in the back of my teeth i knew
That we all could make it

She's about as cheeky as a blue-jay. Whatever she does, she does it with no hesitation. Like, for example, if there was a tom she liked, she'd go right up to him and say 'I like you'. She doesn't understand the fact that other cats get nervous and embarrassed about that. She also doesn't like angsty cats. Probably a good phrase you should associate with her would be 'get over it'. She's the type of cat you'd go to if you need a slap in the face to get yourself on the right track. Plus, she'll do it to just about anyone, from leader to kit. She's also the type to take matters into her own hands, and she takes responsibility for it with barely any remorse for it.

If she was a human, Venomstrike would be a drill sergeant. She's loud and in your face, especially if you do something wrong. She sets high expectations for herself, and since she can fulfill, she expects everyone else to do the same, getting irritated when they fall short. She's got a lashing tongue so don't think she'll go easy on you just because your dad died or something or other. She believes personal life shouldn't affect your life as a Clanmember. If she's got something to say, she'll say it to your face. She isn't the one to start rumors or be passive-aggressive about the situation. She'll confront the issue head-on. She may seem like a bully sometimes but it's only because she wants her target to get better. She's a bit bossy but that's only because she's very leader-oriented and independent and tends to take charge easily.

Venomstrike doesn't take bullcrap, simple as that. She's a woman not to be crossed, and she puts on a stern front, so it's very surprising to see her become emotional. She's protective of her Clan, looking out for all of them as a group instead of just one or two cats. She doesn't take favorites, and she certainly doesn't take excuses. She's a very outgoing cat who likes doing activities and helping out other people, and although she unsympathetic at times, she has good advice for people in need because she doesn't let personal issues or emotions hold her back. If her family was an enemy, she would see them as an enemy, not her family. She stands up for what's right, and she's very courageous, making her well-respected as an apprentice. The little ones look up to her like a mother.

Take this heart; it's ticking like a time bomb
And I'm not running any more!
I'll stand to face it all!
I'll fight for every breath until there's nothing left of us
I need you to believe in me
Oh my god

This story begins with Ravenpelt, a young IceClan warrior, complaining to Ivoryclaw, a well-respected FrostClan senior warrior, that Ivoryclaw has not told him that Dawnwood, daughter of IceClan deputy Boarhorn, and Owlstar, leader of FrostClan, were mates. Ravenpelt was upset because he loved Dawnwood. Ivoryclaw was upset with Owlstar for making his younger brother Carnelianpath deputy over him, his argument being that Carnelianpath is inexperienced compared to him of an older litter. Ivoryclaw convinced Ravenpelt to tell Boarhorn about this, and, after Ravenpelt had run back to his camp, Ivoryclaw mentioned to himself that he had heard rumors that Owlstar had an affair with his mate Elegantflame. Later, Ivoryclaw told Owlstar that he overheard Ravenpelt telling Boarhorn about their secret and that he was furious about this, a blatant lie.

News arrived that rogues were coming to the Snow Forest in the Gathering. Boarhorn showed up and, in front of every other cat, accused Owlstar of seducing his daughter. Owlstar defended himself, explaining that it was Dawnwood who started the affair, saying that she had become enamored with him because of his bravery. (Unlike other Clans, IceClan, FrostClan, SnowClan, and HailClan form one unit--GlacierClan--and do not follow the rule to not have cross-Clan relationships and Clanners are free to walk on each other's territory.) However, talk soon turned to war, and after a few moons of battle, the Clans beat back the rogues. All broke out in celebration.

Ivoryclaw, who resented Owlstar for favoring Carnelianpath, took the opportunity of Owlstar's absense to instigate issues. At the next Gathering, he persuaded Ravenpelt to engage Carnelianpath in a fight after drugging the deputy's food with poppy and catmint. When Owlstar saw Carnelianpath brawling under the influence, he stripped the tom of his rank and gave it to Ivoryclaw. After Carnelianpath sobered up, Ivoryclaw persuaded him to have Dawnwood act as a mediator between himself and Owlstar, hoping that she will persuade the tom to reinstate Carnelianpath (so to make Ivoryclaw look forgiving and kind).

Ivoryclaw then persuaded Owlstar to be suspicious of the pregnant Dawnwood and Carnelianpath. As it happened, Carnelianpath was courting a HailClan she-cat named Bluestream. Dawnwood dropped a bluejay feather knotted in her fur that was Owlstar's first gift to her. Elegantflame stole this for Ivoryclaw, who planted it in Carnelianpath's bed as evidence of Carnelianpath's and Dawnwood's affair, but Elegantflame did not know about this. Ivoryclaw told Owlstar to wait outside the warriors den while he then interrogated Carnelianpath about the feather, goading him to talk about his affair with Bluestream. However, Owlstar only heard part of the conversation, thinking that Carnelianpath is talking about Dawnwood. Bluestream discovered the feather issue and chastised Carnelianpath. Enraged, Owlstar decided to kill his mate and ordered Ivoryclaw to kill Carnelianpath after the two have a long talk. It was revealed that Owlstar doesn't really love Dawnwood; he's actually in love with Ivoryclaw. The tom was speechless at the revelation but he said he cannot accept Owlstar's affections.

Ivoryclaw convinced Ravenpelt to kill Carnelianpath in his stead. Ravenpelt attacked the deputy as he came home from seeing Bluestream, and they fought. Ivoryclaw and a patrol arrived. He pretended to help Carnelianpath, slitting Ravenpelt's throat to stop him from talking and then he accused Bluestream of conspiracy. The she-cat fled with her sister Mintcloud to ask Owlstar for help.

During this ordeal, Owlstar confronted the new mother Dawnwood in the nursery and killed her just as Elegantflame arrived. When Ivoryclaw's mate distressed about this, Owlstar explained himself, justifying his actions by accusing Dawnwood of adultery. Elegantflame called for help, in which Ivoryclaw, Boarhorn, and some other warriors arrive. Elegantflame explained the situation. When Owlstar mentioned the feather, Elegantflame realized what Ivoryclaw has done; she exposed him and then he killed her. Owlstar, realizing Dawnwood's innocence, attacked Ivoryclaw but because of his love for him, did not kill him. Carnelianpath arrived, wounded from the fight with Ravenpelt but mostly okay, and apprehended both Ivoryclaw and Owlstar with the help of the Clan, but Owlstar escaped and grabbed Dawnwood's corpse, throwing himself off a nearby cliff in suicide.

It is assumed that Ivoryclaw was executed for his treachery but we do not know, as the story switched to Bluestream and Mintcloud's point of view. They made their way into the nursery, as everyone had seemed to forgotten about the kits in there. Together, they made their escape to a new Forest after weeks of traveling, where they met up with a new Clan. Unused to the rule of territories, they strode into BrightClan with no regard and were immediately taken in for questioning by a patrol. Bluestream and Mintcloud told Ghostlystar about their experiences, and that they wished to escape their old homes by fostering these four kits. Ghostlystar accepted them as queens, and they raised Venomkit, Butterflykit, Floodkit, and Fogkit as their own. The sisters were good parents, raising them to apprentices.

Venompaw immediately surged ahead. She was the oldest of the litter and she took after her father a lot. She was given a mentor named Pelicanbeak in her sixth moon, but in her tenth moon, the old tom became severely ill with Greencough that racked his body and he ended up dying from it. She has since grown older, gaining the name of Venomstrike as her warrior name. At the early moons of her warrior life, she fell in love with a tom named Alderthorn. The two were inseperable, until the young tom was murdered by Windystorm. Venomstrike was saddened by her loss, until she found out she was prenant with kits. She finally gave birth to four kits, two having died due to the grief she had been placed into. The surviving two she now raises to the best she can.

And I'm not running any more!
I'll stand to face it all!
I'll fight for every breath until theres nothing left of us!

Owlstar :: father
Dawnwood :: mother
Bluestream & Mintcloud :: foster mother & aunt
Pelicanbeak :: former mentor
Butterflypaw :: sister
Floodpaw and Fogpaw :: brothers
Alderthorn :: mate [deceased]
Rowankit and Gavialkit :: sons
Risingkit and Valkyriekit :: daughters

I need you to believe in me
Till there's nothing left of us

made by aurora

I need you to believe!
I need you to believe!

painting portraits of ghosts

[[xoxo] SHARD !!]

accepted.

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