nindroidzane wrote:Username: nindroidzane
Cat Name: tbd
Gender: tbd
Rank: tbd
Clan: FrostClan
Age: tbd
Prompt:
Fennel had been living this life for a long, long time. By this point, they could barely remember living in a Clan, and they could hardly think how it would feel to return to that life. There was none of the freedom, none of the adventure... nothing they'd come to know and love about their free roaming life.
Of course, there weren't any of the cons, either. It got a little lonely, wandering the plains, the moors, the forests and deserts and snow. They had a few friends, of course - but they found they worried about them much more than they had their few friends back in their old Clan. Whether that was because the Clan was actually safer, or just because their Clan friends were prone to talking about their heritage behind his back, was still up for debate, honestly. But it was still marginally more comfortable than wondering whether they were alive - had they just gone for an oddly long walk and gotten themselves lost again? Or was that really it this time? It was tough to know at times, and it always stressed them out when they had to get a stranger to loan a paw in finding them. They loved meeting other cats - it was one of their favourite parts of the wandering life, along with exploring new places - but they did hate to be a burden, even if it was only on behalf of their directionless loner friends. A burden was all they'd felt like back in their Clan - they hadn't left home, left everything they'd ever known, just to have that feeling again. And from strange cats, cats they'd probably never see again, at that. Would this be their only impression of them? A bumbling fool who can't keep track of their friends, who relies on others for such simple tasks? It was a burden often resting in their mind, something they could never quite seem to shake.
Their friends, though they had very little sense of direction, always reassured them it wasn't true, when they did confide. It wasn't often that they did. They supposed that was leftover from their lovely ex Clanmates as well. Maybe that was why they tried so hard to appear charming to every cat they met - though, of course most of that charm was natural ;). But maybe they just couldn't stand to be perceived like that again. Like they were... half of a cat.
Fennel had many friends, both within Clans and out, whether they be kittypets or loners like them. Some of those cats... well, they were sure some of them had to be half-blooded like them. Different from their friends and family. It made them feel a little closer to them - a little less ostracized, outcasted. They were lucky to have met them all. To have shared so many warm meals, to have peered a glimpse into so many other cats lives, and maybe even have been let into some of their hearts - just as a charming, handsome acquaintance of course. Fennel was lucky. They knew they were lucky.
But still... on some days, those really bad days, that popped up once in a while for no reason other than to make them feel down on that luck... they wondered if all the new friends in the world would fill the gap in their heart the old ones had left. Maybe they just weren't meant to feel whole. Maybe those cats had been right all along - there was just something wrong with them, down to their core.
But those thoughts were exactly the type they'd run away from when they left the Clan - they didn't have to think like that anymore. They were free, and they could let all of that negativity fly off on the winds that didn't reach their old Clan, their old life. All of those thoughts weren't true, anyway - at least, they hoped not. They kept telling themselves so, and their friends did too, so logically they probably were false. The only trick was to keep on believing that.
Congrats! Sunny and I loved the depth you gave to Fennel's character in this writing!
(Thank you to sunny-skies for helping judge!!)
And the most-words-written RU goes to lovage, with 1,381 words!
(Thank you to sunny-skies for helping judge!!)
And the most-words-written RU goes to lovage, with 1,381 words!
