[P] The devil's in broad daylight, right before your eyes

[Estelle]

ׂ╰┈➤ Sleepysunrise ✘ Shc Medicine Cat ←
☽ She/Her, 14 Moons ✧.* Petite dark semi-long-furred feline with white tufts across her body, white freckles and piercing blue eyes ☾
Shadow Fiend * CALL ME MONSTER * Silk Spinner * Purrk


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No no no no no no.
Everything happened so fast, it all went so fast. One moment she was pinned beneath a beast - a monster - her throat thumped with pain - she was desperately trying to claw and rake at whatever flesh she could grasp. The next, weight got lifted off her body and her vision swam with the movement. The creature was gone, but someone was here.

Sleepysunrise's breathing was shallow. Shallow and desperate as she couldn't move. She could only stare ahead as her mind processed in a delay what was going on; she couldn't hear what was being said, she could only hear her heart screaming in her chest and those voices. She lost. She lost. Some dumb, stupid cat got the best of her and she lost -- she lay wounded, she needed saving. He was going to kill her.

Her breathing grew ragged, quick. Panic set into her body and bones. She began to tremble, and after laying still for so long, tried to pick herself up from the ground. She tried to leave. She tried to run out of sight and hide from whoever saved her. Saved her. Out to get her. No, no, no, no. This isn't how it's supposed to go, this isn't how it's supposed to happen. Weak. WEAK. She failed, you failed. This is all your fault you fool, this is why she left. This is why she never cared. This is why she wanted you dead, gone, abandoned. This is why she left you all alone again, and again, and again.

"Ssshhutt...uppp.... Shutttt..Up.....SHUT--DON'T --- don't...ttouuuuch....me."
She erupted into a series of coughs and wheezes, pulling at the wound on her throat. She roughly with jagged steps tried to move her body away, out of reach, but something was holding her back. Her claws were still unsheathed, her mind was a fog of screams, she could see her behind him, grinning, faceless, pleased, wounded, they all were. They all were.

Sleepysunrise, held back and immobilised by a greater weight, keeled over and collapsed to the ground, a dampness to her eyes. It stung so much as he pressed moss to her wounds. It stung so much. And she so desperately tried to fight him off, claws trying to dig through her saviour's fur and peel him off. Chase him off.
"Stop."
She croaked out, just wanting to go and disappear. He couldn't see her like this. No one could see her like this. She could do this herself.

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