PastelSans~ wrote:Xura wrote:Frostpaw
Her walk was shaky and unbalanced as she left the camp. Tears welled in the young warrior's eyes, and she began to run. She ran and ran. Far. The blur of the forest, the whirling shapes and colors that passed her by, and the scent of her own defeat in the air choked her. Her legs burned and cried for her to stop but she wouldn't listen.
The decisions, the clan issues, the heartache was too much. It was all too much.
And as the memories her sub-conscious had manipulated roots into her current problems arose, she didn't fight it. She let it flow.
The once lively camp ground she had first opened her eyes to, a breeding ground for death. A series of unfortunate events that led up to the onslaught she had left with the image of. The dull unsoothing scent of lavender she had set for burial on the many corpses that lie with glass eyes- dead eyes. Their expressions twisted in the pain they had all felt collectively.
It stung, but she was finally slipping out of the denial. Somehow her new friendships played a part in this, she was actually coming to terms with her emotions. Her real, deep emotions. Love, friendship, lust, jealousy... They were pushing her in the right direction- the one where she moves on.
Her heart pounded in her head and she skidded to a halt just by the edge of the river. She leaned over the face of water and was met with her reflection. Dirt on her cheeks, scratches that she hadn't felt when passing through the trees stinging, the same stupid face she had known so long. The cat who never left, the cat who incessantly mocked her.
She swiped harshly at the water and yowled. Anger, Fury. At herself, her relationships, her failed personality.☼Flamepaw☼
Flamepaw awoke with a jolt, his eyes searching around the dark apprentice den. He hadn't remember'd going to sleep, but he knew he was extremely tired after today. The last thing he remember'd was a clan meeting, and seeing Tigerpaw sprawled out in the middle of the camp. Flamepaw shook his head, trying to rid the images from his thoughts. Flamepaw's ears were drawn back and his fur stood up as he felt a pain in his belly. He hissed under his breath, trying to stand to his paws but falling back into his nest. Was it something I ate? Flamepaw thought to himself, regretting whatever he had eaten. The pain slowly faded, and Flamepaw was able to stand to his paws; with a slight limp, and pad out of the camp. He didn't know where he was going, or why he was out here anyway, but he let his paws lead him to the stream that ran across their territory. He noticed Echo and Frostpaw immediately, but they were far away and hadn't seemed to notice each other. Flamepaw saw Echo's flanks heaving slowly, and he guessed the tom was probably asleep. Shrugging, Flamepaw limped over to Frostpaw and immediately gasped when he saw her. Her face was full of scratches and dirt, and Flamepaw teared up at the sight of her. "W-What happened? who did this to you!?" Flamepaw meowed anxiously, grooming the she-cat's fur until it had the same shine he recognized. He looked up to see the moon shining brightly, and the stars littering the dark sky. He looked back down to gaze into Frostpaw's eyes, and he couldn't help but notice the sparkle that had always been there was gone. Flamepaw frowned, grooming her fur once more, waiting for an answer as to why she was here. Flamepaw loved Frostpaw more than any cat, and he needed to know what was happening, so he could help her through these times. Maybe she doesn't want my help. Flamepaw thought bitterly, his thoughts going back to earlier when she had been sitting next to Ravenpaw during the clan meeting. She'd rather want Ravenpaw here, wouldn't she. Flamepaw's eyes drooped as he thought about Ravenpaw and Frostpaw together. He knew they would be a much better match, but Flamepaw couldn't bring himself to let go of Frostpaw so quickly. He loved her, but he still didn't know if she felt the same.
princekris wrote:Tawnypaw
He was nervous. Echopaw? Echopaw?? What was he thinking! He didn't know that cat well! Echopaw's absence from camp didn't make the situation any easier on him. He began pacing back and forth by the camp entrance, waiting for him to get back so he could confront him about his journey.
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