.:Onxy should never fall in the form of Rain:.

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And if we where all the same?
Would the world be just as round?
Would rain fall to the ground?
Would Strangers really care?
Would young people stop and stare?
Things would be upside down and wrong side up
Liquids wouldn't need to be consumed in a sippy cup
Things would be oh so strange
That's why one can only hope that the world with never change
Day and night
Wrong and Right
Who are we to tell
Which soul shall be condemed to hell
And if this could affect the things in motion
Well maybe youth would stand up and have a notion
But since many things are still at flaw
And wounds continue to bleed raw
All we can pray for is that reality dull the everlasting pain
Onxy should never fall in the form of rain

The night was starry, not a cloud in the sky. Most would be happy with such cooperating atmoshperic conditions. But then again, Onyxrain never really was your average somebody. He was a creature that longed to be noticed and praised, but who took no pride in being arrogant or over confident. I guess you could say he relates to most of us in that way. We always search to be on top of the pyramid, until we realize that by accomplishing just that, we've pushed someone off, we've forced them to start their life anew, their succes and fame tamed by our stunts. It is truly then that we discover our sympathy and empathy for the person who;s shoes we used to fill, who's size nines we left behind to grow to that size eleven shoe. But maybe we'd trade those size elvens for the nine that in truth aren't at all too small, they fit just right for one so tall. But then there are some, and it is these people we must heed, for they are those with an obessesive and an insuferable need. They strive for power, enjoying the fear in the eyes of those who cower, for they cause us great pain, it is true to say that they who are so vain. Shall be smite from the top of society to join the bottom where they ought to be. Onxyrain was once at the top, but only to realize power was something he needed naught. So on his way he went, his greatest deeds repent. And because of that quest he's here now to stay, simply because he is out of the way. Yes it is true he helps as he can, but he also enjoys his time alone to be himself. It's in this time that he found himself, his piercing yellow eyes scanning the clearing tentively, the sounds of the brook and the creatures of the night tickling his ears, their scent tempting his nose. With a swift, fluide motion he rose t his paws, licking his maw delicately, considering his course of action for that night. It was no fun being one and that's why he longed for a friend and therefore his solitude would end. placing one paw silently in front of the other he stalked up to a large ash tree, it's braches low to the ground, getting higher towards the crown. Taking a simple leap, he balanced on the brach, looking out over the territory, his lids half closed, his mind wide open, letting the night and his thoughts become one.

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The stars glowed brightly in the clear sky. They never seemed so close before. The moon was half full and it's beautiful white light washed over the lands of Thunderclan.
A warm breeze blew through the clear sky that night, slightly ruffeing the glossy white coat of the ever so small, underestimated, Larkwing. Having family issues and thinking your alone was one thing but being completly lost in your own world with no support from loved ones was another. And this was one of Larkwing's problems. This tramtizing experiance of losing her family had made her that cat she is today. Someone who didnt care what anyone thought of her as well as having a feisty attitude for the small she-cat she was.
Her blank white coat glowed beautifully in the moonlight and her stunning icey blue eyes shone like the stars. She had been walking along the trail for some time never looking back at the pawprints she left. She stuck her nose in the air taking in the mysterious scents of the night, one whom she regonized quickley, Onxyeyes. She had never really been aqainted(sp) with the tom but his strong Thunderclan scent blew in the breeze. Seeing that she had nothing to do she followed his trail which it soon led to a small isolated clearing. She scanned it quickley before her blue eyes reached the young tom. Her brow lifted curiously wondering why he was out so late, but then agian he would probably ask her the same question.
She looked from side to side before her lumonious pelt entered the small clearing. With her throat cleared she took a deep breath, "you out here to clear your head" she meowed seating herself down.

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Long after all should be asleep,
their eyes shut tight and not a sound would peep,
the form of a ghost of a white so pure
Made the black of the rain honestly sure.
Never had the dark seen such a beautiful sight
As it had when it glimsped upon her that faithful night.
In a trance like state it opened it's doors,
It's jaw spilling down until it's maw hit the floors.
But attraction and affection are such complex things,
They make one sore on their own faithful wings.
And it's then that they crash with such a terrible sound
A nothing is left but their drool on the ground.

Onyxrain heard her long before he smelled or saw her. As she approached, her lethal movement sent shivers up and down his spine. He thought to himself that she was simply devine. He'd never seen a cat with such a brilliant aura around her that glowed more then her pelt in the light of the moon. He recognized her scent, her looks and her attitude. The small she-cat was none other the Larkwing. They had never been anywhere together or done anything at the same time. They'd always been so close but yet miles apart. He contemplated leaping down from the tree to greet her, but he was still uncertain if she'd come to be alone, or if someone was coming with her. He didn't want to intrude. Until she spoke. It was at this moment that he lauched himself delicately out of the tree, his muscles flexing as he caught his fall. His smooth pelt curving with his movement easily, the black satin texture keeping it's perfect placement. "Well I was" he laughed "but then a distraction showed up so I had to come and check it out" he teased, winking at her. [/center]

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Larkwing's stunnign eyes followed Onxyeyes lethal movements as he made himself down the trunk of the tree. She couldnt help but smile. Her pure white tail curled perfectly around her small paws. Larkwing looked so fragile next to the muscular tom. She eyed Onxyrain for a moment, her smile still spread upon her face. Her eyes followed up the tree just to make sure that she hadnt interrupted anything or if he had been with anyone.
Her icey eyes trailed down back to Onxyrain, his black figure just outlined in the glowing rays of the moon.
She tilted her head to the side, "I wonder what that distraction could have been, I mean my peaceful walk had changed course following a certain smell" she grinned.

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Onxyrain laughed, his voice rippling through the silence in the clearing. "Well," he purred "Have you found what you seek?" he asked, bemused. His topaz eyes glittering mischeviously. He was a flirt, he wouldn't deny it. But there was something diffrent about this she-cat. She seemed to have a certain power or attribute that many did not. She intriguied him beyond what he thought possible, his ear flicked curiously, waiting for her response. He studying her quietly, his eyes roaming over ever inch of her face. He wanted to know more about her, to figure out what it was about her that made her so different from all the others.

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((Wow sorry Ripple I've been saying Onxyeyes, sorry XD and you have great poems btw =D))

Larkwing turned her head upright, so her icey blue orbids looked up into the midst of the dark sky glittered in stars. Her grin spread a little wider and purr rumbled in her throat. Her eyes het his topaz gaze, and she held her tranced eyes for a moment, before answering.
Onxyrain wasnt a tom who that he was all that, or one who portrayed great stength and power. Yet something the way he gazed at her, something that was within his smooth yet powerful voice. There was something about him which made him stand out amoung the others.
"Yes I think so" she meowed camly, her grin still apon her snow white face. Her ears were perked and her eyes dazzeled with energy. "He stands before me at this moment" she grinned.
Her head lowered until she was at somewhat his level, due to her small size.
"How are ya Onxyrain" she smiled sweetly passing a quick wink.

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Oxyrain smiled "I'm very well thank you" he purred, his eye twinkling "Up to no good as always though" he chuckled, his tail flicking from side to side. "And how are you?" h asked sweetly, his eyes flickering from her face to his paws and back to her face again. He licked a black foot and drew it over his ear.

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Jaysong just eyed the tom as he spoke, so smoothly, so clearly. Her sweet bright smile still spread across her face. Her eyes glowed, when he asked her how she was doing. "Good, good, time are confusing but I'll get through. And I guess you could say I like to sneak out now and then" she grinned. Her pink tongue stroked her chest several times before she glanced back at Onxyrain.