The Colony soft steps, hard hearts [ charcoal & pandora ]

This tag is specifically for The Colony prior to the clans forming. It can still be used for any backwritten plots!
Coalstrike

Coalstrike

I am the storm.
ShadowClan
Colony Clan Founder
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Freshkill
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I'LL SHOW NO MERCY, I'LL SHOW NO REMORSE.
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Charcoal's eyes burned with pure hatred as he moved closer to Pandora, his every step calculated and cold. The hatred in his amber gaze was something primal, something that didn't fade with reason, it was pure, consuming wrath. " You. " His voice was a low, venomous growl. " You've slithered your way into my son's life like a parasite. " His tail lashed violently behind him as he stopped mere inches from her, his teeth bared. " Do you hear me, kittypet? I've watched you, listened to you. You are not welcome here. You never will be. You never were. "

His claws dug into the earth, his rage barely contained beneath the surface. " I told you once already. You have no place here. No matter how much you try, no matter how much you crawl into his life, you will always be beneath us. Weak. Useless. A burden. " With a sudden lunge, he moved even closer, his snarl growing louder. " But you've chosen to ignore that, haven't you? You've dared to stay, to twist his heart. Well, live with your consequences then, kittypet... Or, d i e ... Your very presence is a threat to everything we are. "

His claws unsheathed fully, digging into the ground as his body tensed, preparing to strike. " You'll die here, Pandora. Not as a kittypet, not as someone who belongs to the soft world of two-legs. You'll die as nothing. No colony, no family, nothing but the dust you crawled from. "


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I'll watch the battle until the dust is clear.


@Dewshine
 
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Charcoal had been clear from the moment Pandora stepped into the colony's camp that he didn't approve of her presence nor her attachment to his son Copper. The former kittypet had foolishly thought that perhaps, with enough time, the massive tom might warm up to her. Now she realized- as she took a step back for every one forward the other took- that she could not have been more wrong.

A heart that hammered against her chest so hard the she cat briefly wondered if it might very well burst out from the force of it before she shook her head, claws unsheathed in anticipation of the other's inevitable attack. "...Me being welcome here wasn't your decision to make. Your name isn't Hawthorne, last I checked. I have just as much of a right to be here as anyone else." Pandora eventually bit out. Pale eyes darted around their surroundings for the briefest of moments. Where was Copper? Hopefully he was nearby in case-

A yelp escaped her as Charcoal moved suddenly, stumbling back to try and keep the distance between them and nearly tripping over her own tail as she did so. 'But you've chosen to ignore that, haven't you?' She had. 'Your very presence is a threat to everything we are.' She wasn't.

Charcoal's self righteous monologue was drowned out as Pandora felt the blood roaring in her ears and adrenaline and instinct took over. She was not going to just lay here and let the tom kill her. She was not going to just turn tail and run either- no. Charcoal would probably take the opportunity the moment her back was turned to sink his fangs into the back of her neck. Limbs that tensed before Pandora found herself springing at the other, claws outstretched and reaching for a black furred throat with a snarl that surprised even herself.
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I'LL SHOW NO MERCY, I'LL SHOW NO REMORSE.
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" Not your decision to make... pathetic. " Charcoal growled, his amber eyes blazing with contempt as they locked onto Pandora. How dare she stand there as if she belonged, as if her presence was anything but a stain on the colony. His lips curled back, exposing his teeth as he spat out his fury. " Bah, Hawthorne! " he scoffed, tilting his head with mocking disdain. " The weeping, withering child who cries for his father instead of leading this colony? I wouldn't want to be him even in death! "

Every word was a weapon, and he hurled them with the precision of claws aimed to tear. She thought she had rights here? Just because the prince had offered her a place? Absolutely not. A place was earned through blood, sweat, and sacrifice, not through soft words and kittypet pleasantries. Charcoal's fur bristled with uncontained rage as he took a deliberate step forward, his towering frame dripping menace.

" You've stuffed my son full of kittypet food and turned him soft. " he snarled. " Made him lazy, too lazy to hunt for his own prey. You've poisoned him, weakened him, and for that, you'll pay. " But before he could act, Pandora moved. Like a streak of lightning, she sprang at him, claws unsheathed, her eyes burning with a fire that caught even Charcoal off guard. Her claws grazed his pelt, a mere scratch against his thick fur, but the audacity of her defiance made his blood boil even hotter.

Snarling, he spun to the side, her strike barely missing its mark. " You dare?! " he hissed, his voice a low, dangerous growl. His massive paw lashed out in retaliation, aiming to slam her to the ground, to crush the fight out of her. But Pandora was nimble, she could avoid the hit, if she played her cards right.

It was evident that the black tom fought for one goal alone, her death. And preferably in the most humiliating way. Forgotten and bleeding out, like the one before her.


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I'll watch the battle until the dust is clear.


@Dewshine
 
⋆˚✧˖° Come On, Come On, We Can Go Away
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It was obvious to Pandora that trying to talk to Charcoal was pointless. Nothing she said was going to change his mind, and anything else was just going to be senseless aggravation with neither side backing down. 'He certainly likes to hear himself talk...' She decided she was not going to dignify him with a response.

A huff of frustration left her as the molly missed her mark, claws slicing harmlessly through pitch black fur before she spun to face Charcoal once more as she landed. She had hoped that being the first to attack would catch Charcoal off guard enough to give her even the tiniest edge over the other; there would be no way for her to stand a chance if any otherwise. The surprise and ensuing fury as she missed made it clear that it hadn't been enough of an advantage.

More so when the tom's paw swung toward her, knocking her off balance when she wasn't able to move completely out of the way. Claws scrambled for purchase as Pandora tried to regain her balance, jaws snapping wildly at Charcoal's forepaw with no intention of letting go if she found her mark this time.


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  • Dewshine
    ✦—Future ThunderClan Warrior
    ✦—She/Her
    ✦—"SPEECH", 'THOUGHTS', ATTACK
    ✦—Silver She Cat W/ Orange Eyes And Dark Stripe Along Her Tail
    #8f85c2
 
I'LL SHOW NO MERCY, I'LL SHOW NO REMORSE.
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A furious yowl ripped from his throat as sharp teeth sank into his paw, rage flashing in his amber eyes. Ignoring the sting, Charcoal surged forward, muscles taut with lethal intent. His teeth parted, poised to clamp down on Pandora's neck, to end the light in her eyes once and for all.

He would have succeeded, certainly, he would have... had it not been for a blur of brown crashing into him. The force knocked him off course, staggering him enough to miss his mark. Charcoal stumbled back, one foreleg instinctively lifted to ease the pain, his fury now directed at whoever had dared to interfere.

His gaze snapped up, blazing, only to meet a pair of familiar golden eyes. His son.

" You!? " Charcoal spat, his voice a venomous snarl, disbelief etched into every sharp syllable.

Copper stood before Pandora, teeth bared and fur bristling, his body a defiant shield between her and the threat.

" Stay away from her. " hissed the younger tom, his voice low but laced with fury.

Charcoal's eyes narrowed, lips curling into a snarl. The defiance was maddening, unforgivable. His own son, standing against him. And for her. A kittypet. The bile rose in his throat at the thought.

Without another word, the massive black tom lunged forward, meeting his son in a brutal clash of fur, teeth, and claws. Rage burned hot and fierce between them as they fought, brown colliding with black in a storm of fury.

Disgust coursed through Charcoal as his blows met resistance. His son... his blood... had lost his mind, turning on him for the sake of a pampered, soft-pawed outsider. Unforgivable.

Disgusting.


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I'll watch the battle until the dust is clear.
 
⋆˚✧˖° Come On, Come On, We Can Go Away⋆˚✧˖°

The chilling realization that she had left her neck exposed did not hit her fully until the tom's yowling rang in her ears and Pandora reflexively bit down harder in the hopes that the resulting pain would cause him to recoil and pull away instead of going on the offensive. Her gamble seemingly paid off when Charcoal's paw was ripped from her jaws and she spat out the tom's blood before sharply lifting her head at Copper's voice now in front of her. He was here. And not a moment too soon.

"Copper," She hated how her voice carried the faintest tremble in that moment; the adrenaline had worn off and now she felt like little more than a kit without its mother. Powerless and unable to help herself. "Let's run..."

The quiet plea fell on deaf ears as the two toms locked into battle in a blur of fangs and claws. She could do no more than watch, rooted in place as realization fully dawned on her. This wasn't about Sable and Hawthorne's fight for power- no, she suspected that Charcoal planned to try to kill her sooner or later and this was just a golden opportunity that had fallen into his paws. She was quickly snapped out of her thoughts as a hiss of pain was torn from Copper's throat. "DON'T HURT HIM!"

Paws that moved of their own accord before they drummed rapidly against the frozen earth as she found herself slamming full force into Charcoal, joining the fight in a short-lived mess of fur and claws as Copper's father pulled away to bring a paw careening into her chest; the blow sent her sprawling on her side and knocking the wind out of her. Ivory claws that dug into and pinned down a hind leg forcing a yelp from Pandora as she struggled to catch a breath, Charcoal's free paw slammed against her back to pin her in place before the molly could try to wriggle free. With a shudder she twisted her head to catch Copper's gaze with terrified eyes, the only movement she could manage pinned down as she was.

Was this it? Two, maybe three days outside twolegplace and her twoleg's den, and now she was about to be killed for what? Being born? ...Falling in love with Copper?

Pandora squeezed her eyes shut. She didn't want the last thing she saw to be Copper's horrified face.

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─ We Don't Need Them ✦
  • Dewshine
    ✦—Future ThunderClan Warrior
    ✦—She/Her
    ✦—"SPEECH", 'THOUGHTS', ATTACK
    ✦—Silver She Cat W/ Orange Eyes And Dark Stripe Along Her Tail
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COPPER OF THE COLONY

Ice gripped Copper's heart as the scene unfolded before him, golden eyes widening in horror at the sight of his father's imposing figure looming over Pandora. For a moment, his chest tightened with a terrible fear... the fear that Pandora's terrified gaze meeting his own would be the last thing he ever saw of her.

But then, as if some unseen guardian had intervened, a retreat was called. Charcoal hesitated, his dark frame still radiating malice, but the commanding tone of a flame point cat cut through the tension like a sharp claw.

" Charcoal!! What are you waiting for?! GO! "

A final glare of disdain was thrown toward Pandora, the kittypet, before Charcoal spun around, his hiss of frustration trailing behind him. Copper didn't wait, he surged forward the moment Charcoal turned away.

" Pan... " he breathed, his voice trembling as he nuzzled into her fur, his worry evident in every fiber of his being. " Pan... Are you okay? " His golden gaze flickered to the wound she bore, his heart clenching as guilt and anguish surged through him. " I'm sorry... I'm so sorry... I should've-- " He stopped himself, swallowing hard as his words faltered, unable to give voice to the storm raging inside him.

As his eyes darted around the chaos of retreating cats, a new fear took hold. Where was Flint? Where was Cinder?



you walk along the edge of danger ——･ﾟ✦​
･ﾟ✦ —— AND IT WILL CHANGE YOU



 
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This was it. This was how she died.

Pandora's eyes were shut tightly at Charcoal's breath on the back of her neck, anticipating a killing bite that would never come. Sable's voice somewhere nearby called for a retreat and she felt the tom pinning her down tense as if trying to decide to kill her or follow his leader as bid. Her eyes shut impossibly tighter, stars and shapes dancing on the back of her eyelids even as another voice she didn't recognize told the other that they needed to go. A small noise of pain left her as Charcoal stepped off of her leg with claws still unsheathed; eyes finally snapping open and releasing a breath she hadn't realized she'd been holding once she felt Copper at her side.

"I... I'm-" Pandora felt like she couldn't get a breath. She swallowed, struggling for a moment to sit up with a faint hiss of pain as what felt like lightning shot through her leg at the movement. "I'm. I'm ok, I think. I'll be ok."

'I almost wasn't.' She held the thought tight against her chest with a shudder, pressing against Copper in a pointless effort to stop from shaking as cats around them either fled the clearing after Sable or stood seemingly almost as dumbfounded as herself at all that had transpired in what felt like only mere moments.

Copper's apologies flying from his lips went ignored for now as Pandora looked numbly around them. Focus. Focus on anything else other than on the fact you just almost died. "Where's...Where's Flint and Cinder..? Did they get away?" She would very soon regret asking.

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─ We Don't Need Them ✦
  • Dewshine
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    ✦—"SPEECH", 'THOUGHTS', ATTACK
    ✦—Silver She Cat W/ Orange Eyes And Dark Stripe Along Her Tail
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