[fresh]

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also, all roles are accounted for, but this thread isn't closed. feel free to post your thoughts/suggestions/questions or use it for reference.

flash, flash, flash.
the taunts singe her tongue like ash.
her best friend gone, out of time
forced, by the world, to make the climb.
but it was her who truly suffered in the end.
her paws stained bloodred
his paws lying there, dead.
she made it there in a flash
he gnashed
he thrashed
and fell with a splash.
the flash had been framed
for the death of her best friend
and while she assured herself she wasn't to blame
she had lit the flame.

a plot i had been planning to do for a while till i saw the perfect opportunity: shadowclan medicine cat apprentice! yay!
this is about my new character flashpaw. more information on her later.
so this plot will be relatively short as i am impatient and ned this done quickly. if you have read all this, put stormflash somewhere in your post. the poem also explains a good bit so... yeah. i'll answer any questions anyone happens to have separately.
on to the plot!!

[Best Friend] and Flashpaw had been best friends since kithood, and early apprenticeship of course. Over the course of time they grew even closer. As a kit and a new apprentice, Flashpaw had been the skeptical, strategic, reserved one of the bunch, always voicing her opinion but also having reasonable evidence behind her beliefs. [Best Friend] had always been the one to make her feel more relaxed and at ease, occassionally even getting her to crack a joke, which made the pair nearly inseperable and compatible in every way. The perfect fairytale.
Until one day when they were out training with [Mentor One] and [Mentor Two]. Flashpaw heard a rustle in the bushes, and, wary, asked what it was. [Best Friend] explained excitedly that it was probably prey, and that they should go and catch it for the Clan. Reluctantly agreeing after the okay from their mentors, Flashpaw slunk alongside him, listening carefully, as they stalked the unseen thing. The bushes rustled again in front of them, so they darted forward. And again. And again. When [Best Friend] realized it was getting suspicious and suggested they turn back, Flashpaw stopped for a moment. What had she been here to do? Where was she? And then it all came back to her.
A few minutes later.
Those few minutes were filled with utter confusion, until suddenly, she looked around and [Best Friend] was gone. Vanished. Completely. The scent trail was strong enough, so she followed it. Upon reaching the end, her eyes could barely take in the ghastly site before she shut them hard. Panic washed through her, fear taking over as her breaths became labored and thick. Trying to calm herself again, she opened her eyes slowly.
And screamed.
Loudly.
In front of her was [Best Friend], broken, bruised, and bloody on the ground, small and crumpled like wadded up paper. Flashpaw begged him to wake up, before he died. She was certain he'd died. Her paws were coated in blood from the tom.
And that's when the mentors walked onto the scene.
Horrified, Flashpaw wailed and cried, and...
blacked out again.
When she awoke once more she was in the medicine den. Daydream asked whether she could remember what happened, and Flashpaw, with a shaking voice, replied that bits and pieces were missing and fading in and out. They revealed that she had gained Post Traumatic Stress Disorder from the trauma of the event, and that it was confirmed that her best friend was dead. Wailing, the she-cat refused to talk for the next three days. She blindly followed her duties around, hunting and battle training, even thought she could barely remember what she had learned the next day.

AND THE PLOT WILL CONTINUE FROM HERE! the whole thick of this plot is that flash's best friend is actually not dead ;0. some cat looking like him was killed, rather, and the body was so messed up that no cat could correctly identify the body. i'm hoping for a future confrontation between the two, and possibly some other cats as well. he can either come back to the Clan after that, or he can remain a loner/rogue. roleplayer's choice. also, it mentions in the plot that she blacks out, right? well, the reason for this is that she cannot remember the parts where she blacked out. no cat knows what happened in between finding her best friend and him running off. (note: with p.t.s.d. your mind will sometimes not allow you to remember the tragic event that occurred to give you the disorder, and can obviously cause further trauma. just looking for a reason as to why i put that in there earlier x3)


ཞơƖɛʂ ʄơཞ ɬɧıʂ ℘Ɩơɬ

[Best Friend]
- мυѕт вє α тσм
- кιи∂, єχ¢ιтє∂, αи∂ єи¢συяαgιиg
[NOTE- HE'S NOT ACTUALLY DEAD]
taken by @Casual Scribbles's branchpaw

[Mentor One]
- ¢αи вє σf αиу gєи∂єя
- α ωαяяισя αт ℓєαѕт (ѕσ тнєу ¢αи нανє αи αρρяєитι¢є ℓσℓ) [flashpaw's mentor]
taken by @Mauve's servalwing

[Mentor Two]
- ¢αи вє σf αиу gєи∂єя
- α ωαяяισя αт ℓєαѕт (ѕσ тнєу ¢αи нανє αи αρρяєитι¢є ℓσℓ) [branchpaw's mentor]
taken by @Fuzzyfeline's hollyshadow

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