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[prince.]

firefly hissed in pain, leaning gently against the wall. he could hardly move. shutting his eyes tight, he fell down into a lying position, blood pooling around his chest and paws.

[víolet]

fernrush fell, he had lost too much blood. he growled. "you don't deserve to live, eveningpaw." before his eyes rolled into the back of his head and he fell limp.

eveningpaw stumbled backwards, hurt shimmering in her green eyes. she looked down at her paws and then up at thunderpaw, then turned and scampered off into the forest.

[trashcan't]

Nightpaw
Nightpaw listened to Batpaw quietly, her tail and head dropping down. She opened her mouth to say something, but he was leaving. She stood up, slowly padding towards the camp. Then she started to run. She looked around the camp, looking for Thunderpaw. Nightpaw was sad and wanted even a little comfort from being around Thunderpaw, even though he was probably with Eveningpaw or at least mad at Nightpaw. She heard yowling from the medicine den and so she padded in it. She looked inside seeing Firefly, Thunderpaw, Eveningpaw and some unknown tom, dead on the ground. "Thunderpaw? What's going on?" she asked, moving from the way of Eveningpaw.

[ℱ ᴀ ɪ ʀ ʏ Ƭ ᴀ ɪ ℒ]

Thunderpaw stared at the dead Tom for a few moments and was about to run after Eveningpaw when Nightpaw arrived to ask him what had happened. He looked at her for a few moments, pondering whether to talk to her or not after their previous experience a few minutes ago. However, he saw sadness in her eyes and took pity, he did still love her after all. "This rogue somehow got in and attacked us three, Eveningpaw has gone running off..." He mewed curious as to why she was upset.

[yeeee.]

how was am i supposed to serve them dutifully? the ones i loved so much.. the ones i called family...if they don't even love me back? this is betryal. i do my best every day, putting one paw before the next even without ever complaining. not once. but only one cat ever asked how i'm feeling... the rest just want to use me and throw me away, just like dusttail. how often do i chat with apprentice, get invited to play, invited to hunt? why starclan, why? why did i have to lose my sight, my family, my old clan? the one place i was truly happy? it hurts even more this way. maybe that's why they hate me. i'm not one of them. finally, batpaw's shoulders began to burn, and he was forced to stop clawing at the rock. sucking at his paws like a lost cat- which he knew he was- he tilted his head back, letting his slate gaze rest on where he knew the sun would set. he missed everything. those blissful days when he was actually a kit, and actually had a brain. had a brain to know that the most important thing in the world was having fun. not trying to find destiny or please everyone else when it was evident you wouldn't get the same thing in return.

for once he'd tried to open his heart. for once. and this was it? "if something like this happened to creekpaw, i can see why he left," batpaw whispered, shifting slightly. "but firefly.... i can go to him. unlike dusttail, he listens to me." with that he heaved up and began back to camp, not even bothering to clean his face. due to his moping, once more he wasn't paying attention to where he was headed, and he bumped into a fleeing eveningpaw. he smelled blood and death carried on her pelt. "eveningpaw, what happened?" batpaw didn't bother disguise the misery or alarm in his voice, but then it dawned on him. what if the only one that cared for him was dead?

tagged ;; eveningpaw

[trashcan't]

Nightpaw
Nightpaw nodded slowly. She wondered if Thunderpaw was still angry, so she didn't go closer. She looked at the body. "Why did he attack?" she asked, sounding messed up. She couldn't think straight for being so sad.

[víolet]

eveningpaw ran and ran, her tail streaming behind her in the wind. her eyes were clouded and her ears were ringing with a familiar, calming tune. she tripped and fell, skidding in the leafy floor around her. she found herself lost in the woods, scared, and sad. she looked around nervously, her paws shaking softly as she looked around herself. she flattened her ears against her head and followed her instincts. she just kept running in a strange direction. she looked up to see batpaw, the medicine cat apprentice was right there. "you wouldn't care. i'm letting him go, now. my father is dead, even if he tried to kill me, he was my father, and now thunderpaw is going to run off with nightpaw for all of eternity. i shouldn't be here, fernrush was right. i don't deserve to live. everyone would be much happier without me. well, thunderpaw would at least." she meowed shakily.

might make eveningpaw an amv of this song ;o; it's definitely her theme song </3 **swear warning**

[ℱ ᴀ ɪ ʀ ʏ Ƭ ᴀ ɪ ℒ]

( nice )

Thunderpaw shook his head. "I don't know..." He then sighed as he looked at Nightpaw. "Are you still upset...because of me?" He asked her.

[trashcan't]

Nightpaw
Nightpaw shook her head. She looked at her paws. "Not so much... I think that Batpaw hates me now. And you do to. And Eveningpaw does too!" she mewed her voice breaking down. She looked at her paws, sobbing. Her tail was hanging on the ground.

[yeeee.]

batpaw as in no state to give counseling. but sometimes, giving counseling was just about giving up to the truth. allowing it to fill you, then expending it like the air you breathed within. the ebony tom crouched, fixing his slate gaze on where she laid. everyone loves everyone but me. that's the way my life was this entire time. i just realized it too late. that's what they were fighting over. him. a cat that has no true understanding of suffering. they're ignorance is pitiful. but so was mine. i'll take care of her... and i'll pray to starclan firefly can take care of me. "thunderpaw isn't worth your suffering. why do you love him, eveningpaw? for his looks? that is a shallow reason to love. love someone for whom they are. do you love the way he causes trouble and grief? i doubt so. no one else should determine your destiny because your think your too weak and afraid. fernrush, whether or not he's your father or starclan's creator doesn't matter. no one has the right to tell you you should die. no one does. your destiny is in your paws. if you go for what you think is right, everything else will fall into place," batpaw mewed in one breath, his tone still flat, his own pain mingling with every word. i need firefly. once i find him, everything will be okay. "now your hurt. walk back and tell me what happened," the tall ebony tom stated, lowering himself and offering some support. as decisive and suddenly calm as he seemed, batpaw was throwing up another wall of deception. he was a master at that. he'd been doing it his whole life. no matter how dire, how much it hurt, how much he was falling apart, he could hide it. the only downside of such a superpower that if overused, he'd lose himself forever. and that was a fate worse than death.