Her last words...[P]

[Crown_Sage]

Bluefeather strolled through a path in the woods. She had been walking forever since her exile in RiverClan. Her paws ached, and her stomach felt like a pit. She felt like stopping to hunt, but her legs wouldn't let her. She had to keep going. If only she could find shelter to rest. The scent of other cats was stale. It didn't really matter anyways, because her nose was so dry she could barely sense anything. She let her paws guide her through the ferns, and she finally sat down to rest. @ollie

[ollie]

✮Jack 'o'✮
✮He/They || No Purrks || Loner || 30 Moons✮

The sun was shining,
bright and warm, into the trees. The light from said sun was dappling a dark and ginger pelt. The tom ducked through the bushes, feeing bored. They saw a she-cat through the bushes lying in the ferns a few fox lengths away. Jack grinned, and stretched, preparing to put on an entirely different personality. The tom strolled out of the bushes and put on a friendly smile. That smile was semi genuine. He could be a kind person, see? "Hello..you look..lonely. What're you doing out here, alone?He asked, tone concerned.
He sat down and wrapped his tail across his paws. He had realized, over the moons, that he look ominous with a deer skull on his head, so personality had to win over looks. If he had no personality, cats would run from him immediately, and we can't have that, can we?

@Crown_Sage

[Crown_Sage]

Bluefeather looked up. At last! Another cat! She wouldn't die here alone. Her nose and mouth were dry, and she hadn't eaten or drank anything in days. H-hi. She croaked, hoping this other cat would get the message. I'm B-bluefeather She turned her head, looking into his eyes, hoping her pain would stop. heelpp. She whispered, her voice growing hoarse.
@ollie