11-14-2018, 06:12 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.
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i heard you whispering,
that night in fountain square.
the trash filled streets,
made me wish,
we were headed home.
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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.
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.