Post by Fernpaw on Aug 30, 2006 11:36:26 GMT -5
Sallow pools opened to stare in disgust at what he hoped to be a nightmare around him. Uugh! Peace, happiness, beauty, how . . . awful! Rancour scrambled to his paws, his emmaciated and ugly form looking out of place in the beauty and peace around him.
StarClan? the tom thought sourly, What a dump! He shuddered as he saw two cats crying happily, reunited once again. Despicable, he spat to himself.
Hatred and madness swirled in the tom's brain, pounding in is brain, "Failed failed failed failed! You failed Rancour! If you tried so hard to be evil, why are you in StarClan? StarClan is where the goody-good cats go. You failed!"
"I have not failed!" Rancour spat, cursing his imagination, "I can still be evil, but now I can't die! I'm immortal, I'm a . . . I'm a . . . a demon!"
As the horrendous cat snarled the words, a hideous change came over him. We all thought Rancour couldn't get any uglier, didn't we? Well, we were wrong. His face twisted and grew, till his yellow pools bulged out of his face. His ears nearly melted into his head, while his fangs grew till he looked like some kind of prehistoric terror. Strings of saliva hung from his black lips as he snarled. Yellow clouds of sulfurous breath puffed from his mouth with a nauseating smell. His claws grew till they nearly resembled talons, and were stuck in the unsheathed position ((I don't know how to tactfully describe it)). His figure grew larger, but not by much. His fur grew thicker till it resembled scales, and his tail shrunk and shriveled. Twin lumps appeared above his shoulder blades. They grew larger and larger till thin, batlike wings burst from his back. The membranous wings unfolded and draped over his body, covering him like a horrific cloak.
Rancour looked down at himself, pleased with the hideous change. "I'm a demon!" he snarled, and a cloud of sulfurous breath puffed in yellow clouds from his mouth.
Madness, hatred, insanity, fear, despair, death, deceit, murder, envy, lawlessness, gossip, greed, violence, vandalism, destruction, strife, complacency, betrayal, he'd do them all! He'd bring despair and terror to the world below, he'd wreak havoc!
The hideous demon let out a screech that chilled the StarClan cats to the bone, and began to run. Rancour's wizened paws with their large talons gripped the earth till he plunged down to the earth below. Time to find his first victim . . .
StarClan? the tom thought sourly, What a dump! He shuddered as he saw two cats crying happily, reunited once again. Despicable, he spat to himself.
Hatred and madness swirled in the tom's brain, pounding in is brain, "Failed failed failed failed! You failed Rancour! If you tried so hard to be evil, why are you in StarClan? StarClan is where the goody-good cats go. You failed!"
"I have not failed!" Rancour spat, cursing his imagination, "I can still be evil, but now I can't die! I'm immortal, I'm a . . . I'm a . . . a demon!"
As the horrendous cat snarled the words, a hideous change came over him. We all thought Rancour couldn't get any uglier, didn't we? Well, we were wrong. His face twisted and grew, till his yellow pools bulged out of his face. His ears nearly melted into his head, while his fangs grew till he looked like some kind of prehistoric terror. Strings of saliva hung from his black lips as he snarled. Yellow clouds of sulfurous breath puffed from his mouth with a nauseating smell. His claws grew till they nearly resembled talons, and were stuck in the unsheathed position ((I don't know how to tactfully describe it)). His figure grew larger, but not by much. His fur grew thicker till it resembled scales, and his tail shrunk and shriveled. Twin lumps appeared above his shoulder blades. They grew larger and larger till thin, batlike wings burst from his back. The membranous wings unfolded and draped over his body, covering him like a horrific cloak.
Rancour looked down at himself, pleased with the hideous change. "I'm a demon!" he snarled, and a cloud of sulfurous breath puffed in yellow clouds from his mouth.
Madness, hatred, insanity, fear, despair, death, deceit, murder, envy, lawlessness, gossip, greed, violence, vandalism, destruction, strife, complacency, betrayal, he'd do them all! He'd bring despair and terror to the world below, he'd wreak havoc!
The hideous demon let out a screech that chilled the StarClan cats to the bone, and began to run. Rancour's wizened paws with their large talons gripped the earth till he plunged down to the earth below. Time to find his first victim . . .
