ShadowClan Clearing

[rubberRatroom]

"If you were in my shoes, you'd see I wear the same size as you,"

Hickorykit

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A dark cat could be seen through her peripherals. She stole a glance at the cat for a moment of recognition and then nodded her head.

"I'm fine,"

Though her voice was meak, she sounded insistant. A funny little thing she did when she was nervous. She did recognize this cat; Rookfire. It's not as if she was intimidated--and though silly, she would not even admit it if she was. Her eyes hung low, lakes of uncertainty held by a single string. Hickorykit took one, steady paw and urged herself up so that she was eye to eye with this cat. She was no longer in a laying position, but now her posture was tall, as her father had told her "etiquette before words." Now that she thought about it that saying was kind of stupid because of who he....



"I'll go in soon, I promise. I just need a few more moments."

Again, her voice never reached above a whisper. As if she was trying to remain polite to the other cats who may be attempting to rest. Hickorykit's fur was not as nearly as prickly as before. Though a question still lingered, begging her to look and answer it. Did she look presentable? Clean, like she hadn't just tumbled around in dirt? Guilt overwhelmed her as she fascinated herself with examining her pelt. She almost forgot the cat in front of her, but how could she? She noticed a lot of things. Subtle changes in a cats mood, differences in body language. She knew a lot more about others than she let on. Nevertheless, tons of things still puzzled her. How did friendships work if one party didn't reciprocate? Would it no longer be a friendship? She tucked that those questions to the back of her mind.

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@alec - Rookfire [no worries! ^^]

[gayvinegar]

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She felt as if a million pairs of eyes were on her. Dusky- no. Duskpaw. Where had she gotten all these ridiculous nicknames?? 'Dusky,' 'Aunty Larky,' 'Big-Great-Grandma-Dawny'... they were all so damn stupid...

Pawsteps momentarily drew her attention away from her tangle of thoughts, of memories. Memories so bitter she would rather forget them all together than even think about them at all. Someone- Rookfire, the... the new Medicine Cat.. right? The scent the.. the voice lined up.

"Hey Hey- it's okay, it's okay"

"It won't be okay! It's NEVER okay! Don't spew lies to me! Not since..." choked sobs escaped her maw before she finished her sentence. Bitter and dark thoughts swirled around her mind.

Now- she couldn't see. She was blind, of course. But that just meant she could hear slightly better than others. At least, that's what she was told. So surprise surprise. She could hear the other's breathing. She knew they were feigned. But each one sounded so much like Cougarbite's breathing when he had slept... The cold Leaf-Fall nights, snuggling up to his warm, milky scent... and that sent her spiraling further.

"I.. had everything! A father, siblings.. Now all I am is a broken mess. Everyone. Cougarbite... ALL of my siblings... now all I have is Dawny-" She paused for a moment, flinching at her own words. "Dawnstar." Duskpaw corrected herself.

- @alec [Rookfire]