alone in my misery. [p]

[Rose]

Puffin - Former RiverClanner
She/Her

Miserable. Gloomy. Lonely. She was stuck in a cage. Even her dream was pathetic - she was stuck in a cage here too, the rest of her world mere wisps, gusts of air. It was so cold. Puffin didn't want to move. Her bell collar clanged in the breeze, a melancholy, lonely sound, betraying the deep-rooted sadness in her heart.

She wanted to go home. She wanted her Mama, she wanted her world to be simple like it'd been when all she had to do was follow Mama's rules and be a perfect daughter, a perfect RiverClanner. But Mama was dead, and her Auncle had told her Mama was a bad cat. So now here she was, nearing twelve moons, stuck in a cage, her eyes misty with tears unshed, missing home.

Missing Wingpaw.

Her breath caught in her chest at the reminder of her former best friend. Where was he? How could he have left... without her..? She knew she was being irrational, she knew... that his brother Honeypaw was more important to him than she was. She knew he had told her where he was going, who he was going for - and when he'd asked her if she wanted to go to, she'd denied him. Had chosen the safety of her home over being with her best friend.

It was her fault, all her fault. So why did she yearn? Why did she weep over his loss?

[ @Bean - Bitterpaw ]

[Bean]

»»————> BITTERPAW <————««
⪻THE EMPEROR: REVERSED⪼
TW: Bitterpaw is very much insane. I'm not kidding. He's an angy boi.

Aw. A cat was sad and trapped. Oh well. Bitterpaw felt no remorse for his former clanmate as he, as he liked to call it, stalked them. Well, why not give her a fright? Bitterpaw waited until Puffin slipped into a dream before pulling her into his residence of the Dark Forest. His scarred maroon pelt reminded him of blood with his shado figure, and he intended to use that as a weapon. His amber eyes glowed against the shadows of the starless forest, gleaming with malice. "Awww, poor lil puffin. Guess what? I. Don't. Care." Bitterpaw snarled, his words slipping out like venom as always.

[SILVER TONGUE ACTIVATED]

"My name is Bitterflash. I, like you, resided in RiverClan. An you're exactly how I remember them. Weak. I've said my bit, so speak." the tom snarled, emerging from the shadows, his maroon fur ruffled. The scarred young tom sat down in front of puffin, licking his paws as he awaited from a response. He would make RiverClan pay for their crimes, one cat at a time. And Puffin was next on his list. Despite the molly not residing in his former home at the moment, she still had a life in the clan. And everyo e must pay. That includes her. Boo hoo, he didn't care.

[ @Rose - Puffin ]

[Rose]

Puffin
She/Her

The scenery. It changes. From doom and gloom to red, the sky is painted the maroon of a pelt once familiar. A flinch, as a voice grates against her ears. She knows this voice, or at least, knew it. Puffin perks up ever-so-slightly, turning towards the cat she had once apprenticed alongside. The once-pristine feline does a double-take when she spots... Bitterflash?

He had gotten his warrior name? Sapphire-blue hues widen slightly at the venom lacing his tone, his words. Had she been lowered to such regards after leaving to find Wingpaw and Honeypaw and Larkstar and being catnapped instead? Weak? She was weak, she knew it. It stung to hear him point it out though. Bitterflash hadn't seemed to full of malice when he'd spoken to her that other time.

"Speak?" She repeated, voice a low croak, hoarse with disuse and hoarse from. . . well, Puffin didn't want to think about it right now. She would be grateful to never think about any of what'd happened to her ever again, thank you very much. "You got your warrior name? Did Larkstar ever come back? A-and Wingpaw?"

[ @Bean - Bitterflash ]

[Bean]

»»————> BITTERPAW <————««
⪻THE EMPEROR: REVERSED⪼
TW: Bitterpaw is very much insane. I'm not kidding. He's an angy boi.

SILVER TONGUE IS ACTIVE

Stars, This cat was dumb as hell. "That's all you could say?" he snarled, looming over puffin. Oh, so she could say something other than speak, that was good to know. Amber eyes gleamed menacingly as the former RiverClanner spoke. Ohhhh, rightrightright. She was the idiot also apprenticed to Larkbutt. "No, I'm lying and still Bitterpaw," he said, sarcasam laced in his tone. He was telling the truth, but somehow people always believed what he said. "Of course I got my warrior name, dumbdumb. Would I be introducing myself as Bitterflash if I wasn't?" he hissed, venom laced in his tone. "No. Larkbutt didn't come back," he lied. Turns out larkbutt was never dead. He died for nothing. Because of her. "Turns out that liar wasn't really dead. She's alive! And I died for freaking nothing. And I don't give a damn about whoever the hell Wingpaw is," he snarled, maroon pelt ruffled up.

"Now, I got two options for you, mousebrain. I can teach you the ways of the Dark Forest and RiverClan will be begging you to take you back, while you rip them apart. Or. I can make your life a living hell. What will it be?" Bitterpaw asked, looking down on Puffin, eyes gleaming with urge to kill. Alas, a dead cat could not kill. If he could, RiverClan would have been dead moons ago. "RiverClan has done many wrongs. Got driven out of their home without any resistance, like the cowards they are. Like you are," he hissed, circling around the molly. "Now choose."

[ @Rose - Puffin ]

[Rose]

Puffin

She/Her

What was she hearing? What was she listening to? This wasn't Bitterpaw. This was Bitterflash, a cat twisted so much into a being of hatred Puffin could not see where this malice started and where it ended. What in all the hells had happened to Bitterpaw that he was terrorizing her now, when she had been terrorized enough?

"What is wrong with you?!" She burst out suddenly, and then halted at her own eruption. She didn't want to yell at him. She just wanted to be left alone. Hell, at this point, Puffin didn't even want to go back to RiverClan. If she found Wingpaw, that was all fine with her. She missed him, or at least, missed the idea of him. She hoped he was still alive somewhere.

"Just leave me alone, Bitterflash." Her words were as bitter as they came, disbelief for what he'd become coating her tone. "I don't want to go back to RiverClan, I could care less about them. They've done nothing for me, but they didn't owe me anything either. It was mine to take, and I didn't want it. If you want company, all you have to do is ask. Acting like this won't get you anywhere."

[ @Bean - Bitterpaw ]