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The Exile wrote:
riverpaw was in love.
she was in love with the world,
though she could not see it, in
love with her clan and the cats
that she'd known as her family.
she was in love with the seasons,
in love with the crisp frosts of
winter, in love with the crunch
of the leaves in fall, in love with
the scent of spring showers, in
love with summer flowers. she
was in love with the smell of the
pines, in love with the feel of
grass underneath her paws, the
feel of the sun on her fur and
winds that howled and breezed
through the woods, with the
rivers and creeks that breathed
life into the earth.
she was in love, as she was taught
that she ought to be, by the cat
that had birthed her and the stars
that had guided her.
now, that love had betrayed her.
riverpaw's pads were sticky and
warm, wet with the blood of her
mother. her eyes burned, and she
could taste tears as they flowed
down her muzzle, leaving salty,
bitter trails on her fur and her
lips. mouselily was dead. gorseface
was dead. the both of them had
been murdered, and now her clan
had turned upon her.
murderer.
killer.
get out.
they wanted her gone, believed that
she was the one who had slain her
own mother. even bluepaw, her dear
brother--
"riverpaw," came nightstar's voice in
the darkness. "you've been voted to
leave." the leader's words were bitter,
soaked in pain. riverpaw's heart lifted-
-at least nightstar did not believe that
she had committed this awful crime.
"where do i go?" riverpaw asked, a soft
sob leaving her as she turned her head
towards her leader.
"come with me."
nightstar gently nudged the young she-
-at, and led her away. they went to the
border together, pelts pressed close,
before the scent of thunderclan faded
into windclan.
"nightstar--" the young cat breathed in
apprehension. "windclan, weren't they
the ones who--?"
"yes. a windclan warrior killed gorseface.
but listen--their medicine cat apprentice
also died here. i know the mother of that
cat. she will be in the next patrol to come
here--i can guarantee that. wait for them,
and when they come tell them what has
happened. tell them that i asked her to
take care of you, to keep you safe. until
i can get you."
though riverpaw was frightened, she
nodded. "...thank you."
there came a soft sigh. "...starclan be with
you, little riverpaw."
as the black leader moved to leave, she
raised her head to the sky.
gorseface, watch over her, and spare her
from what's next to come.
it would not be long before the windclan
patrol found riverpaw, and took her under
their wing.
watch out, thunderclan! you've exiled an
innocent apprentice!
Bumbletear wrote:Username Bumbletear
Name Emberclaws
Gender Male
Rank Warrior
Short Description A flame orange tom with dark amber eyes
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