Her sister’s familiar voice cuts through the air. Sunny had chased after her? Howling turns and stares at her sister in utter horror. Her notion of play cut short by an uncomfortable feeling. One that Howling never understood. Her sister had seen a dead body.
She was protecting a dead body. She did not know what she felt, Sunny…Sunny seemed broken a little and Howlingkit fears the hot anger that overcomes her as her sister states she does not feel well.
The (now eldest) is silent. Her face now a look of confusion as tears fell from her face unknowingly. The pawsteps that snap her out of whatever trance she was in cut through her ear like a knife. It was muffled, very muffled. The hearing in her left was gone yet she knew who it was, she would always know her pawsteps.
The scream that escaped her mother made the ex-enforcers daughter shoot up like a rocket. Even with her left ear being useless, the scream of her mother was far from muffled. Claws now primed to attack. She takes a stance in front of Sunny. Howling’s mind is cloudy, the yelling now louder than before.
Get out. Get her out of here! Move, Howling! You have to get Sunny away from her. Blue and yellow eyes staring at their “mother’s” grey pelt, her eyes as they watched the corpse of her brother. Dark grey paw retracting the claws that dug into the ground, Howling cannot feel anger towards her.
No. Not this time. Something has shattered it. Shattered her. Looking at Sunny, Howling meets her sister with a forced look of confidence. Tears streaming down her face, voice taking a commanding tone. “
Sunny. Sunny, are you listening? Sissy needs you to go near Mama? Can you do that for Howls, please?” It was all a question, Howling did not understand or even know what sort of emotions Lostspark was going through. She didn’t need another problem, the problem that was her.
Howlingkit is shaking. Her body had done this when faced with strong emotions but now…? She didn’t feel anything but now faded anger. It was as if nothing was there. The grey kitten wipes away her tears, she had a job to do. Get herself together. Get Sunny away from this cat eating monster that roamed this clan, the cat that had shed their skin and taken flesh from her older brother.
No words leave her mother’s maw. Head twisting towards Lostspark. Nothing came to Howling’s mind. No amount of saying sorry, telling her it would alright or a fake reaction would help the situation. A ghostly shudder runs along her spine.
No. You can’t do this to me! You can’t take him then come crawling back like a kit! These dead ones. These dumb ghosts always had wanted her. They had wanted to rip her away from everything and everyone. Now, what did they have left to take..? They took her sibling and her mother. What else was there? Other than Howling herself.
The grey kit exhaling, managing to stop the falling tears. She had to do something other than bark orders. She could run… she could run far away. Find Heron and live with her. But that’s what a coward would do. But she was a coward..? Right? The ghostly star cat had said as much. A failure to everything else. Her confidence now is nothing but dust. Howlingkit had no other choice.
Before she knew it mentally, her teeth sunk into her now dead siblings scruff. Dragging him towards her broken mother’s side. Using all her strength in doing such. She cannot run now, but she had to get out.
No, she couldn’t leave Sunny here. No words fill the silence that kit held until they burned into her head. There were words that needed to be said but…only two. The two that had left her mouth. “
I’m sorry” It was flat toned, an empty shell of her voice. Eyes not daring to make contact with the cat that had given birth to her. The hurt. The pain that must be go through the cat head was enough to keep Howling at her own distance.
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