Wavebreaker
|44 Moons|
Wavebreaker followed his daughter closely, as they meandered through the throng of cats present at the meeting. He had his eyes carefully pinned to her signature pelt, its light brown patterns parading over the familiar silver.
Thank goodness she is so easy to follow, he thought gratefully. The toms thick blue lenses were plastered to her form, focused on figuring out what was bothering Kitepaw. As she ducked and weaved past cat after cat, the warrior felt no closer to discovering the truth. If anything he was starting to get a bit dizzy keeping track of all the twists and turns, he was still unfamiliar with the new space after all. The Clan had not been in the new camp for very long. In his gut he could not deny how synonymous his situation had become with the way he had felt looking for his camp after he had been abducted by that owl, or returning back from patrol to find his former camp destroyed and littered with new scents. Those same uneasy unsure monstrous emotions were gripping at his fur, muddling his senses.
He followed silent and strong, not wanting to unnerve his daughter, who already seemed rattled by something. But also glad she wasn't yet looking in his direction. The daddy daughter duo finally popped out from the fabricated undergrowth of tangled fur and paws into a proper clear space. The wind was blowing in his direction and pressed itself firmly against his leathery black nose, offering up scents it had carried haphazardly. His tail perked up initially when he recognized Irisdream's scent hung upon the breeze, but gradually it began to bend from the top down as the realization that his daughter was heading right for her scent forced its way unpleasantly into his mind. He could just make out his former mates tail as it peeped from behind one of the dens. Her body was largely obscured by its earthy surface. He overtook his daughter and quickened his pace, knowing now her destination.
Was she okay? By the looks of her tail she is standing normally. What if she has something important to tell me? But why would Kitepaw interrupt my ceremony for a few words?
As his brain rattled off several possibilities, Wavebreaker began easing his pace.
I don't want to spook her. He gave a glance back at Kitepaw and dropped a paw down low and slow to indicate she should do the same. Through his minor huffing the black tom began to take notice of a scent he had not been aware of before, it was faded somehow. With so many things going through his head though, he could not place it. He casually rounded the back of the den
"Iris-" The words felt stuck in between his teeth, and his jaw was full of slack as he failed to verbalize his distress. He didn't need to though, Wavebreaker was certain his displeasure occupied the whole of his face right now. Stale blood had been the scent evading his detection, and it now painted his former lover in an unwelcome manner.
WHAT HAPPENED?! His thoughts felt loud, and uproarious. Like white noise that drowned out his surroundings. Furious energy crackled through him, and simultaneously the weight of it kept him rooted to the spot in silence.
WHY HAD NOBODY TOLD HIM?!! WHAT IN STARCLANS NAME HAD HAPPENED? The frazzled and surprised tom managed to move a weighted paw forward far enough that he tried reaching out to Irisdream's mangled ear.
"Y-your ear, your face. Please tell me you've seen Berryshine, there must be something she can do?" His concern for Irisdream pierced beyond the anger in his voice.
New scabbed markings occupied the back of her head, and overlayed the brow above her left eye. It was a shock to see his picture of perfection, with all her tediously cared for affects married so egregiously to these new wounds. The low gravely growling in his voice was followed quickly by a forest of pitch black bristling fur.
"Who did this to you, I'll kill them!." Wavebreaker was seeing red now as he locked onto Irisdream, overcome by the sudden swell of emotions like he had never before been in his lifetime. He had been angry for sure, but never this angry. He could feel his paws churning up the dirt below him, ready to tear into the next thing that even remotely dared to offend him.
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Luna16
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