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everything i've loved has turned to stone // P
« on: November 14, 2018, 12:12:38 AM »
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darling, im lost.
i heard you whispering,
that night in fountain square.
the trash filled streets,
made me wish,
we were headed home.

Heron felt like she was gonna puke. Paws trembling as she stared at the cats in front of them.

should they tell them? The other cats tied to kill them for wanting to find swiftclaw! what if these cats were just putting up a kind front and would turn against them in the end?

the little show of comfort from her brother made her jump at first, though she soon pressed against him until he stepped back, grateful for the help in her fit of panic.

she nodded at his response, dark tail wrapping around her paws as she sat next to him, vacant expression turned towards the three clan cats, fur bristling as they stayed silent for a while.

why weren't they talking? should they not have said anything? god, they should just run! why weren't they running?!

"a medic? we have one of those."

What?

Herons gaze turned towards the cat that spoke-the tom. He was staring at the two with interest that made Heron's skin crawl all over. She wanted to run. They shouldn't be here. They almost got killed once today, she wasn't gonna have it happen twice.

"We do, but we shouldn't help some rouges... it's not good for our clan" The big fluffy she-cat smiled sympathetically, "I hope your mother is alright, though"

Heron stared down Froststar with squinted eyes. She was actually being very kind....and not turning on them. Why were they being so kind to a couple of outsiders? "Not your medic, a medic."

She watched the three cats expression turn to confusion. Of course, they'd be confused. But she'd eat maggots before she told them swiftclaw was who they were looking for.

"What?"

"Nothing...come on Crow, let's go" She muttered, nudging him a bit before flinching away as the little shy apprentice piped up with a "What do you mean by a medic? are you looking for someone?"

Herons nose scrunched up as if she was disgusted, ears flat against her head. "None of your business, little cat." She hissed, dark tail lashing around. No way was she going to tell this cat who they were looking for. Swiftclaw was not liked, that much they knew now. But they needed him. They promised Raven.

"I'm not little! Who are you looking for? We can help!"

"Shut up, we don't need your help"

"Then why'd you ask for a medic?"


Heron stayed silent, and by this time she was facing the little tabby with a grimace. They did need the cats to help. And by the looks on their faces, she could tell the other two didn't like her picking a fight with their friend.

"Well?" Froststar asked, a little annoyed look telling that they weren't backing down.

Heron couldn't run again. But she sure as hell wasn't going down without a fight. "swiftclaw." she stated simply, tensed and ready to fight if these cats were going to attack. she didn't have much practice. mainly tussling with crow when he felt up to it and the little tricks she picked up on while practising on leaves and trees.

The cats all looked very surprised at that, except the small ginger apprentice who just stared back with a confused look. "Whos that?"

"Swiftclaw was a warrior once upon a time"
The tom muttered, "He was....bad." He said dumbly, and Heron scoffed at his lack of vocabulary.

"You two are looking for Swiftclaw specifically....because?"

"He's our dad."

Heron almost backed down from her defensive stance as a look of pity flashed through all of the cat's eyes. She didn't want pity. She just wanted to find Swiftclaw and get their mother better so they could continue on with their boring, pathetic lives.

"Well? do you know where to find him or not?" She spat.

"Ah, yeah...he lives near the twolegplace. in a barn. its big and red, you can't miss it."

Heron wanted to cry of relief. They knew where to go looking now, at least. They didn't have a dumb guess. And these cats weren't going to attack them. or even chase them away. they actually helped a couple of loners.

"Thanks..." The slender molly muttered, before slipping past crow and beginning towards the twolegplace. "come on... let's get out of here as fast as we can..." she almost whispered, head low as she looked over her shoulder to see the three begin to retreat. 

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« Reply #1 on: November 14, 2018, 12:25:52 AM »
track smelly
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« Reply #2 on: November 14, 2018, 01:06:42 AM »
ur the smelly one
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« Reply #3 on: November 14, 2018, 01:44:13 AM »
i just showered so haha
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« Reply #4 on: January 27, 2019, 11:35:08 PM »
a
crow.
claire loves u!
After giving a dismissive dip of his head, the tom shuffled after his sister. Glancing for her slim body to the larger bodies huddled together in conference. Having caught the eye of the smallest cat, he ducked his head and hurried after his sibling, bumping and brushing against her. "It's okay, it doesn't look like they'll chase" he whispered reassuringly.

When they were far enough from the group of cats, Crow began to process what had happened so far. They left their comfy nests and ran into what seemed to be hostile clan cats, were chased into nicer felines, and were sent on their way to meet their father. Giving his chest quick proud licks, he wondered if their mother would be impressed with their journey to find her help.

Taking a few quick steps ahead, he began to sniff what he was able to reach. Bushes, patches of grass, twigs, rocks, clumps of dirt, semi-exposed roots, anything that caught his interest. It was the new scents that had him excited, nearly enough for him to forget the aching pain that came from his paws. Turning to face his sister, he brushed his cheek with hers, "Can we take a break?

Without waiting for her answer, he settled himself on his side, panting as he made quite the show of catching his breath. Looking up at the trees, he watched as birds flew over them, singing a song as they were way out of their reach and were in no known danger. It was beautiful, the light that filtered through branches and leaves, the chirping, the breeze that would appear now and again, and the chance to relax after all that chaos. "If only momma were here, Heron. I bet she'd be impressed with how you handled all that back there. You really took charge!" he purred loudly, he sure was proud of his sister. Though he wished she had accepted the help the nice clan cats had offered.

After a few minutes of laying on his side, he sat up to examine his pads as they were hurting still. Giving careful licks to them, he whimpered softly; he wasn't used of traveling this much.

When he had enough time to catch his breath and it seemed as Heron had calmed down enough to continue the trip, he forced himself to his paws and walked ahead. Continuously sniffing the area and glancing over his shoulders, he made sure they were safe still and that they had not missed the huge building as the cats had instructed their father could be found in. 
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« Reply #5 on: February 07, 2019, 07:25:18 PM »
sl
darling, im lost.
i heard you whispering,
that night in fountain square.
the trash filled streets,
made me wish,
we were headed home.

heron felt like her paws were gonna fall off. and she was not being dramatic even a bit.

they were throbbing and probably bleeding. how long had they even been walking? it could have been a few hours. but also a few days. she lost track.

shed also lost track of where they were going. multiple times. theyd gotten lost like twice. and now the forest was getting less dense and she was ready to admit defeat.

really, were they even sure that swiftclaw could help their mother? he may know a lot about herbs but hes no healer.

should they have just accepted the clans help? did she make a big, fatal mistake in refusing? her heart dropped at that thought.

was she about to kill their mother by being so stubborn?

just as she was about to admit she was wrong and they should turn back, a big, red building came into view.

a barn.

"crow" she breathed, looking to her brother "we're here" finally

she began to walk faster, going into the barn and standing in the doorway.

she could smell a few cats, but none of them really stuck out to her. and she didnt see any of them. maybe they were hiding?

just then a big brown tomcat jumped down from the loft and hissed at the siblings.

herons first reaction was to yelp and rear back, claws extended.

"who are you? what do you want?" he roared, sending chills down herons spine.

"not you i hope" she grumbled "we're looking for swiftclaw.


the tom paused, and walked away. he was gone for a few minutes. or long enough for heron to step inside and sit, getting comfy and grooming crows fur to pick out all of the nasty burrs that made their way into his wild mess of black fluff.

that had become a sort of coping skill, when her anxiety was through the roof.

soon, though, a cat walked out from up in the loft and heron felt her heart drop.

she really did look like him.

did she always have a menacing stare like that, too? or did he just recognize them and want them gone?

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« Reply #6 on: June 16, 2019, 02:50:41 PM »
a
crow.
claire loves u!
Continuously glancing over his shoulder, the tom heaved a heavy sigh before calling after his sister, "Do you know how much further? Will we be able to trace our steps back to the den?" Thinking back at the hostile group they had first encountered, he wondered if their father would be enough protection for them if they happened to cross them again. Surely, he wouldn't allow any harm come to his kits, right?

Not long after he asked for the time of their arrival, did Heron say that they had arrived at the barn, and as she picked up her pace, he trudged along. His legs ached and his paws felt like they'd fall off any second now. How he longed to curl up next to his mother, listening to the softly whispered stories of her time in the clan.

When they were greeted by a hissing cat, Crow instinctively hid behind his sister, letting her handle the hostile tom before they settled down. allowing himself to purr quietly, he had dipped his head down with his eyes closed, nearly dozing off before he heard more pawsteps approach them. Blinking the sleep from his eyes, he looked up as he heard Heron's breath catch itself.

Before them stood an older looking version of heron. Staring at him in silent awe, he forced himself to stand, tail high in the air as excitement coursed through his body, giving him the energy he needed to run forward. "Dad, it's us! We're your kits! Ravencloud, Ravencloud was your mate, and we're your kits!" he cried out happily.

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« Reply #7 on: June 16, 2019, 03:37:28 PM »
sl
everyone will come
everyone will yell
id thank you just the same
if you didnt tell
my mother says that
i will surely go to hell
please be a good man
please say you won't tell

Heron stared at their father, eyes narrowed at his menacing aura. What was he thinking? Was he going to attack? Yell at them? Or was that just his face. Ravencloud had told her many times that she looked exactly like him, so maybe that was a part of it. Maybe they both just had a resting bitch face and it just confused others. Or maybe he wasn't happy to see them in the slightest. She couldnt imagine that their relationship had ended well.

She watched as Crow bounded up to him excitedly, and the white Oriental felt her heart stop for a moment. They didn't know him! Why was Crow so excited to see a cat they had never met before? She held back a yell, and just stayed put, waiting for Swiftclaws reaction. Hoping it would be a good one. That would make things a lot easier.

Her prayer to the stars was not heard.

Swiftclaw reared back with a hiss, fur bristling and thin tail puffed out in anger. Heron surged forward and grabbed Crows scruff, easily pulling him backwards before something bad happened.

"Leave!" He snapped, eyes blazing and tail lashing. Herons heart dropped. Their mother was going to die of this sickness if they couldn't convince him to help.

"Ravencloud is sick." She said simply, backing up a bit. "Shes going to die. We need your help so she doesn't. Please help us." She spoke loudly, shaking her head. "We know you have herb knowledge. Something that will help her, at least." She mewed, though the furious expression on Swiftclaws face did not change. If anything, it got worse.

"I don't care, I said leave" He yelled, lashing at Heron. Luckily she dodged and hissed at him, swiping at the air in front of his nose before turning around. "Come on crow, we dont need this bastards help anyways. We can find another way to help Raven."

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« Reply #8 on: June 16, 2019, 10:48:51 PM »
thes code
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Just as he had been approaching his father, Crow had realized his mistake. He had jumped forward too suddenly, he hadn't known that Swiftclaw would have lashed at him. But fortunately, Heron was there to pull him back from danger, and as he scrambled to hide behind his sister, he could just hear the scolding that would surely come as soon as they were away from the barn.

Lowering himself to the ground, Crow pressed his ears against his skull, staring pitifully at the older tom. Had he not understood they were blood? His mate was back at their den, withering away! They needed his help to nurse her back to health! But as he watched as Swiftclaw turned on his sister, he felt his hopes of his father following back to the den to help die away.

Throat closing, he forced himself to muster up all the courage he had and stood next to his sister, pressing against her as she turned to leave. "Yeah, yeah you're right. We'll just save momma by ourselves!" his voice cracked, a threat of a sob making a break for the surface.

Falling a few steps behind Heron, the young tom watched over their backs, looking over his shoulders every few seconds until they were out of sight of the barn. Each time he looked back, he could see Swiftclaw standing at the large doorway they met at, few cats emerging from the shadows to watch them. Feeling a cold shiver run over his body, he paused and shook himself, "What are we going to do, Heron?"

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« Reply #9 on: June 17, 2019, 08:28:35 PM »
sl
everyone will come
everyone will yell
id thank you just the same
if you didnt tell
my mother says that
i will surely go to hell
please be a good man
please say you won't tell

As Heron padded out of the barn, she let out a little growl. "Should've known..." she grumbled under her breath, beginning to slowly make the way back home. what was she going to tell Raven? She could already hear their mothers reply when they told her they had failed....she would say of course heron failed, that she was no good and never would be worth anything.

heron felt her expression turn hard. she hated raven. why was she even doing this? she didnt want to help the black molly. she hated raven. she was a terrible mother.

and then as her brother spoke, she remembered why. for crow. everything was for crow. the only cat she knew that was kind to her. they were blood. they had to stick together. she would find a way to help raven by herself, for crow.

she stared at the little fluffy tom for a moment with sad eyes. she knew this meant a lot to crow, and she felt like her heart had been crushed. "I dont know..." she said honestly. "But well figure something out...come on, lets just go home for now..." she muttered, and instead of a deadpan expression like usual, herface was pulled into a disappointed frown. she wanted this to work. was raven going to die, and it was going to be her fault? crow would be sad because of her?

she shook the thoughts from her head and continued to make the long walk home,  head lowered and silent.

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« Reply #10 on: June 19, 2019, 11:31:49 PM »
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Seeing that Heron's facial expression had changed made Crow's heart swell for a second before it felt as someone had taken a grip on it. The day's adventures had come to crash on him and it made him suddenly very tired, paws feeling like rocks had been tied to them, he dragged them after Heron. Head lowered as his mind began to race with different possibilities.

If they ran into the patrol they had met earlier, the friendly cats that had offered help, would it be possible to ask for the help they had refused not too long ago? Would it be too much, or was it a little too late by now?

Feeling his eyes sting with the threat of tears and his tongue itching to scream, he dug his claws into the ground as he paused to stare at the sky. "Why is this happening, Heron. Why won't any cat help us?" he asked softly, mind starting to grow darker as he imagined the miserable time that remained for their mother. Shaking himself vigorously in hopes of energizing himself before he began to walk again, now more like a trot.

Ravencloud would be okay, they would find help, or they would do their best finding the right herbs that would help their mother to get on her paws once again. She always found ways to keep them alive, keep him happy and loved. But glancing at Heron, he felt the guiltiness that came to him every now and then start to creep on him. Heron was loved. She was cared for. He loved her more than anything, she was the reason of them leaving the den to look for help after all.

But then again, a mother's love is like no other, and their mother didn't shower her in the affection that she well deserved. If only Ravencloud saw two kits instead of one.

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« Reply #11 on: June 20, 2019, 01:06:39 PM »
sl
everyone will come
everyone will yell
id thank you just the same
if you didnt tell
my mother says that
i will surely go to hell
please be a good man
please say you won't tell

Heron seemed to notice that Crow had gotten tired, she stopped after they were a safe distance from the barn, stretching her sore muscles and heaving a deep, tired sigh. "Wanna stop for a bit?" she asked. Even if he had said no Heron herself wanted to stop. She lay down under the shade of a tree, even though it was beginning to get dark out, the sky was lit up with colours as the sun began to go down. Heron thought it was pretty.

She began rasping her tongue over her long legs, tail wrapped around herself as she groomed her fur.

She wished that they'd run into the patrol of cats, too, but knew it wasn't likely. Raven had told them how clan patrols worked and with it getting dark out, they should be heading to sleep soon. She lay her head on her paws, staring forward blankly.

"I don't know, Crow...but if someone wont help us we'll just help ourselves. Thats what we've always done, anyway." She said quietly for once, shaking her head.

After they had rested for a bit the oriental got up, stretching once again before continuing on silently.

The whole way home she was silent, deep in thought. When raven came into view Heron felt her heart ache for the black molly, despite her hatred for her. She looked even worse than before. She walked right up to her and stared down at the sickly she.

"We weren't able to get you help." she said simply, "he got angry and almost attacked Crow so we left." The mostly white molly muttered, awaiting the harsh response she was sure to get. Ravencloud let out a little growl.

"You almost let Crow get hurt? Why am I not surprised...just go, leave me alone." She hissed. Heron didn't even flinch, just listened. She walked over to her nest - right next to crows, though before she could lay down she heard a yowl of anger.

Her heart dropped as soon as she turned around, seeing Swiftclaw a few tail-lengths away from Raven, who stared up in pure horror.

No.

Swiftclaw leapt towards Raven with a yowl of pure anger.

No, this wasn't happening. it was a bad dream. Heron was frozen in complete shock and fear as she watched Swiftcloud tear into the sickly Ravenclouds throat. She was unable to fight back, too weak to do anything but cry out for help that did not come. It was too late.

Everything happened so fast, Heron almost didn't know what had happened.

She was quickly snapped out of it, though, as Swiftclaw turned to Crow with burning eyes and blood dripping from his jaw.

No, no, no.

Heron was knocked out of her frozen state, sprinting towards the two as fast as she could, shoving Crow out of the way just in time as Swiftclaw had leapt towards him screaming repeatedly, frantically, "Run! Crow, go! Run! To the Clans!" She cried out, her tiredness suddenly gone as fear coursed through her body, making her run faster than she had ever before towards where they had met the nice clan.

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« Reply #12 on: June 20, 2019, 11:08:19 PM »
thes code
ten moons old
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At their arrival, Crow had watched as Heron went up to their mother to report the failure of their mission. Head lowering to the ground as his body soon followed. He hated hearing his mother scold his sister over the littlest things. He looked from his mother to his sister, wondering who he should follow.

With a yawn, he started to crawl towards his mother, he softly greeted her as he went to press his nose on her cheek. But the sudden screech of an unknown figure had snapped him from his tired daze at caused him to scramble back.

Fur standing on end, he stared with wide eyes at his mother, but seeing that she had the same confused horror on her face had made him understand that his mother had not been the one that screeched. Whipping around to find the source of the horrible noise, his claws dug themselves into the soft ground instinctively, shrinking back as he recognized the tom from before.

Watching in horror as Swiftclaw leaped towards Ravencloud, Crow stood where he was, hearing the shrill shrieking of his mother that turned to choked gurgling. His eyes had been fixed on the growing puddle that dripped from his mother's dark fur, as she slumped to the ground as the white tom left his grip slack. "Momma" he managed to croak.

Crow was left paralyzed, his eyes stinging with tears as he was focused on the slowly advancing rouge, his white fur stained. Closing his eyes and letting a sob escape his throat, he whispered a short prayer that was quickly interrupted by another yowl and a shove, fur pressing against his body as he felt the harsh breeze of Swiftclaw's own body just missing him by a whisker.

He felt his claws strain against the movement, feeling as if they were torn from his paws, his eyes snapped open as he hit the ground and listened to Heron's frantic yell of an order. Following her frantic scrambling, Crow heaved himself onto his paws, wincing in pain as he weaved after his sibling. Reaching the small slope that exited the den, he paused to look back, feeling his mother's dead eyes piercing into his own, mouth gaped open in a frozen scream.

Holding his tears back, his eyes focused on Swiftclaw as he began to run towards him. Turning and pushing himself after Heron as they fled to the safety of an unknown territory's border. 

As they ran, everything felt slow and heavy, staring up at the ever changing sky. Heron's screaming at him to run faster felt so far away. The angry yowling of "get back here! wait till I get my claws on you!" felt muffled, the last scream of his mother being the only thing that filled his ears.

The path they took not too long ago led them to the strong markings of trees, seeing Heron jump over the invisible border so quickly and easily while Crow had paused and stared after his sister. Run, jump, hide. Get away from here.

It seemed like a moon past until they had finally lost the enraged rouge and had found safety in the base of some roots that gave way enough for the two siblings to curl up in. The night had been rough, full of loud sobbing and frantic licking of his paws, crying of the physical and emotional pain.

It felt like another moon had passed until Crow had tired himself out, weeping for his dead mother and had eventually blacked out. Their first real outing of the den had not been as bright and exciting as he had hoped it would have been. Instead, it had been full of scary noises, unfamiliar surroundings, an aching heart and body, and a crushed soul.
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« Reply #13 on: June 20, 2019, 11:42:38 PM »
sl
everyone will come
everyone will yell
id thank you just the same
if you didnt tell
my mother says that
i will surely go to hell
please be a good man
please say you won't tell

The only thing ringing in Herons ears was run. run faster. keep going. as she sprinted as fast as her legs would take her, frantically yelling at Crow to run faster as he began to fall behind.

What if Swiftclaw ran over the border with them? What would they do then?

They reached the border sooner than she thought, but she didt stop running. Not until her paws gave out and she quite literally tripped over the roots of the tree and fell flat on her face. She huffed and stood, shaking out her fur. She turned around to make sure that Swiftclaw was nowhere near them.

The molly then curled in next to her brother, grooming him silently until he fell asleep. She just sat there for awhile, too shaken with fear to actually sleep. Her fur stood on end and her large ears were flat against her head as she kept watch.

Kind of.

She mostly stared forward with blank, lifeless eyes. What were they going to do now? They had nowhere to go. She had said to come here on instinct, after seeing that the other Clan would not pass the border. She hoped that she would be right in the fact that Swiftclaw wouldnt either. And she was, right.

Soon Heron found herself falling asleep against her will, head draped over Crows back in a comforting manner.

--

It wouldnt stop. The screaming and the blood. It was never ending. It just wouldnt stop. Heron watched as Swiftclaw tore into Ravenclouds skin, and then turn towards Heron.

He sprinted towards her. Eyes full of anger and determination. Heron found herself wanting to scream and run. But she couldnt. She could only watch as the white tom ran towards her and disappeared.

Everything went black.

She hated to admit it, but she was terrified. She didnt know what to do. Unable to move or speak.

Soon, though, a pool of water appeared at her paws and she could finally move. Albeit only her head, but it was something.

She looked down into the puddle only to see her maw dripping with crimson blood, the same red substance staining her paws.

--

She woke up screaming. An ear piercing scream that sounded like it didnt even come from her.

Heron calmed down after a moment, remembering where she was and what had happened. A tiredness swept over her and weighed her down. She felt the brush of fur against her own, and looked down at her brother with a blank expression.

Weird for someone who just screamed like they were dying.

"Hello there..."

Heron jumped out of her skin and turned towards the voice, fear grippling through her body for a moment before she saw the pretty silver and orange molly standing a few fox-lengths away from them. She was smiling softly and had a calming aura about her.

But Heron refused to give into that. She covered Crow with her whole body, letting out a low constant growl while staring at the molly.

Thats when she noticed the two other cats behind her. One she recognized. Though wasnt happy about. The little ginger apprentice and another new face, a little calico tom.

"its the cats me, froststar, and sparrownose found yesterday!" the short apprentice yipped. it gave heron a headache, she just growled in response. she wanted to run. she didnt want to be around other cats right now.

"what happened, little ones?" the older molly asked, "you seem...scared. im not going to hurt you!"

heron stopped growling at that, going dead silent though still bristling with fear.

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« Reply #14 on: June 21, 2019, 08:26:24 PM »
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The deal that Honeybreeze had made with Turtlepaw to get him up extra early in the morning for a patrol had been to take him looking for a pretty rock he had seen a couple of days ago while he had been on a hunting patrol. She had said she'd help him look for it and let him take it back to the camp.

Another member of the family! I get to show Willowspots something new! the young apprentice thought, excitedly trotting along the small patrol made of three. Applepaw had agreed to join him and Honeybreeze as well. It was an exciting time, the birds were up and about, a few jumping from one branch to another, singing their songs as they did.

The gentle morning breeze made Turtlepaw a tad chilly, he had short fur that didn't help to warm him all that much. With a shiver, he pressed against Honeybreeze to share some warmth for a second before he dropped back to examine the area. His nose was raised to the air when he heard Honeybreeze stop in her tracks, listening. He froze and began to shrink back as he watched her head point to an area and she crept towards it.

Choking back a cry of a question, Turtlepaw soon followed after Applepaw. 

His chest grew tight as he began to pick up a new scent. It didn't feel right. It didn't belong. "Honeybreeze?" the apprentice whispered, but fell silent as she quickened her pace when a scream sounded.

Tripping over his paws, Turtlepaw curled into himself, ears flat against his skull. "Honeybreeze! Applepaw! Are we under attack? Do I run back to warn the Clan?" he whimpered, but was reassured by a glance from both mollies and a shake of Applepaw's head as they ran towards the distressed scream.

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When they arrived, Turtlepaw couldn't see what was in front of them, he only listened to the warrior as she spoke softly. Then turned to Applepaw when she then spoke. Squeezing himself in the middle of both, he peaked his head to see a seemingly frightened white cat. She didn't look much younger than him.

Glancing at Applepaw, he leaned to her, "Who is she?" he whispered, turning back to the white cat as she relaxed a tad. While being so focused on the white cat and her display of bristling fur, he had nearly missed the other cat. Turtlepaw blinked in surprise when he saw a tuft of black fur that went against the white fur of his sibling "Two?"

Growing more and more wary yet curious, the tom was tempted to go against his gut and run to the two cats in hopes of comforting them. But not seeing the second cat made him more nervous, why wasn't he reacting to their presence? For what he knew, the patrol could have been a mean patrol that would have chased them off their territory with a stern nip. The black tom just laid there, and from the slow reveal of him, he could see he was heaving, fur looking unkempt as both siblings looked underfed.

Pressing against Applepaw, he whimpered "I don't have a good feeling about this"
TO REALIZE THE HAND OF LIFE IS REACHING OUT
*:・゚✦TO RID ME OF MY PRIDE, I CALL ALLEGIANCE TO MYSELF