Username: weegeestar5
Cat's Name: fawnpaw
fawnstepCat's gender: female
Clan Thread: duskclan166Prompt:I was asleep, soundly curled up between my two brothers. We rested easily under Mama's watchful eye. When we awoke, we could prank other cats and make them give us their food. I smirked slightly to myself. Life was good.
"Your mother's dead."
My head jerked up at those words, and I saw Sheep and Shade talking; fur bristling.
Shade is kicking us out. I realised with mounting horror,
because of all we were allowed to get away with. How can Mama be...?I whimpered her name. A monster, I think Shade said? A common occurrence in this place full of Thunderpaths.
I don't know why he looked so angry with us. Despite everything we had done, we were only six moons old. Our mother encouraged us; saying that we should always be proud of ourselves. Sure, he had never been the friendliest with us - but nothing could have prepared me for the blatant hatred in his amber eyes.
I barely focused on Dove's accusation against Shade; all I could focus on was the feeling of my heart breaking. She was dead. She was gone. I shook my head sadly and jumped fearfully when I noticed other cats slinking out of the shadows; glaring at the three of us. Shade suddenly yowled loudly at the cats around us, and they immediately surrounded us; tails bristling, claws out.
We had to run. And we did.
Shade's cats followed us, never slowing down. Not even when we reached the Thunderpath. Ignoring the instinct to run the other way, I ran across the Thunderpath; hoping that my brothers were beside me. A monster's roar grew slowly louder and I tried to run faster; despite how my legs were screeching in protest.
A screech. A thud. That's what I heard.
I stopped in my tracks to look behind me, and I wish I hadn't. Dove lay in the middle of the Thunderpath; unmoving. His white fur was stained with dust; amber eyes wide. I yowled out his name; my heart broke into an uncountable number of pieces. Before I could dash towards him, Sheep grabbed my scruff to drag me the rest of the way. I was grateful for that. I felt so numb. I could barely hear the insults the other cats threw at us. My mother and my brother were dead, did they think words would hurt me right now?
"Come on, we have to go," Sheep meowed briskly.
"B-But Mama..." I whimpered, "...And Dove..."
"They're gone now! It's just us!" Sheep growled. Fear was sparking in my veins.
Sheep has never sounded angry at me before!He seemed to realise his harsh tone and his fur flattened. He apologised and suggested we stay in the forest. I readily agreed; wanting to leave behind the place that had meant so much to me, but now so little.
My heart was going to take time to heal.
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