ThunderClan: Life Before 2020's Fire

[Wolfsli123]

Originally Posted by TeamRiverRipple

Frostpaw curled into her mentors fur, flattening her ears. "Somebody has to help her! S-she's going to die!" She looked into Spottyfly's eyes, tears streaming from her own. "I don't want to k-kill! I don't want t-to be a w-warrior!"

Spottyfly felt faintly surprised at the statement, but more surprised that Frostpaw trusted him enough to be someone to turn to in such distress, or maybe the apprentice just needed anyone right now.

"There's nothing we can do... do you want to wait in the apprentice's den until everything calms down?"

[MEAT ANGELS]

Originally Posted by \\/\/

Spottyfly felt faintly surprised at the statement, but more surprised that Frostpaw trusted him enough to be someone to turn to in such distress, or maybe the apprentice just needed anyone right now.

"There's nothing we can do... do you want to wait in the apprentice's den until everything calms down?"

Frostpaw nodded, turning towards the den and dashing off. Agh! I shouldn't have told him that.. he's going to hate me now!

[Wolfsli123]

Originally Posted by TeamRiverRipple

Frostpaw nodded, turning towards the den and dashing off. Agh! I shouldn't have told him that.. he's going to hate me now!

I'd better follow. thought Spottyfly as he padded off to the apprentice's den.

[MEAT ANGELS]

Frostpaw leaped into her new nest, and curled up into a ball. I don't want to be a warrior.. I don't want to fight.. I don't wan to kill...
@\/\/

[Wolfsli123]

Originally Posted by TeamRiverRipple

Frostpaw leaped into her new nest, and curled up into a ball. I don't want to be a warrior.. I don't want to fight.. I don't wan to kill...
@\/\/

Spottyfly ducked into the den. ”Will you be alright, Frostpaw?”

[MEAT ANGELS]

Originally Posted by \\/\/

Spottyfly ducked into the den. ”Will you be alright, Frostpaw?”

"I'm f-fine." She turned her back to her new mentor. I don't want him to see me like this.

[Wolfsli123]

Originally Posted by TeamRiverRipple

"I'm f-fine." She turned her back to her new mentor. I don't want him to see me like this.

”Do you want me to stay?” said Spottyfly, in the entryway.

[dionysus]

@Slushie (repost)
Everything happened so fast. He’d barely processed Buckbranch’s paw on his chest, pushing him back, when Duskstar lunged. Suddenly, the whole world zeroed in on the limp body of Breezekit as her life seeped into the dirt. Cormorantpaw’s eyes felt incapable of blinking and his mouth froze, barely showing the sharp tips of his bottom teeth. He was going to be sick. The only thing his amber eyes could see was blood, even after Buckbranch moved to block his view. Still, blood was everywhere. He was going to be sick. Glassy amber eyes blinked painfully and wrenched themselves away from the gruesome sight but still, there it was, blood- filling his every sense and oh great Starclan it was touching his paw! That finally snapped Cormorantpaw halfway out of his trance- enough to scramble backward a few pawsteps with a disgusted moan. He was going to be sick.
Slowly, as though covered in a shell of sap, Cormorantpaw turned to look in Buckbranch’s eyes rather than at the pool of red that the apprentice had been standing too close to, the red that now stifled his toes and made him gag. He hadn’t heard what Buckbranch had said, but it slowly registered. His mentor had told him to go back to the place he’d been meant to stay. A place for cats with clean paws. Cormorantpaw watched Buckbranch turn away without making a sound. His ears were ringing. They rang like he’d just been in an explosion. Was that normal? Everything felt topsy turvy and strangely wavey, like ripples on water. He still felt like he was going to be sick. With every roll of the world around him, Cormorantpaw’s stomach broiled and sent saliva to warn him of its displeasure. Or, was it his stomach rolling, not the world? He couldn’t tell.
All of a sudden, the ringing in his ears replayed Buckbranch’s words at a shocking volume, making the tom wince. His mentor had long since made his way into the forest and Duskstar was talking now, but Cormorantpaw hadn’t moved. Why hadn’t he moved? Another wave of sound slammed into him, “go back to where I told you to stand.” Where was that coming from? Still feeling incredibly nauseous, Cormorantpaw stumbled to his paws and rocked his way shakily over to where he was meant to stand. Only, standing made his stomach angrier. So, Cormorantpaw reached the spot and sat heavily, turning to face forward again. Yet, his eyes weren’t on Duskstar. The glassy amber eyes were transfixed, cemented to the dirt before him and the small, glossy red droplets that tinged his trail of pawsteps.

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Long after the meeting had ended, Cormorantpaw sat in the same position. His eyes had glazed over and burned from lack of moisture but he felt nothing. The young tom felt like a hollow tree- stiff and standing on the outside but empty inside, rotted away. The matte blood dust mixture and did nothing.

[MEAT ANGELS]

Originally Posted by \\/\/

”Do you want me to stay?” said Spottyfly, in the entryway.

Frostpaw shook her head, stomach churning.

[dino.]

[ @Beau ]

It had taken the rest of the meeting for Buckbranch to finish the job, and when he walked back into camp, the first thing his eyes landed was Cormarantpaw. A quick gasp pushed past his lips and he immediately rushed over, stopping just in front of the young tom.
Like his apprentice's, Buckbranch's eyes were hollow, dark, and dull. The sun peeking through the clouds seemed too cheerful for any of this to be real, but it was. The trail of red droplets leading to where Cormorantpaw sat, his red-stained, blood-caked chest, the stench of death - it was all very much there, and it was all very much real.
"Cormorantpaw," he managed to rasp out. "Cormorantpaw, it's... it's okay, alright? I'm here."