02-10-2020, 12:55 AM
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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
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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
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Heron tore her eyes away from Ravenclouds dead body. She watched the patrol search for a good burial spot and Swiftclaws scent. Her facial features blank other than a little irritated twitch of her eye. She noticed Russetpelts look and she just stared back at him as if challenging him to say something rude to her.
Though she didn't speak, for the time being, she just made her way back to her little place by the river, staring down at the little Flower and Pebble. Her features softened for a split second at the thought of giving them to her brother. Perhaps Crow would perk up a bit. Maybe he would see that their old life wasn't completely gone, but it had just changed. Drastically.
Ok, that sounded dumb, she heaved a deep sigh and flicked a big, rounded ear as Russetpelt spoke. She turned to him and listened to what he said to his patrol.
That kit back at camp will join her soon.
Heron felt her tail began to lash and the fur along her back to bristle. "Crow will not join her. He's not going to die so don't you dare talk about him like that." She snapped, fury in her bright sunflower eyes. Though she soon forced her fur to lay back and she gritted her teeth. It would do no good to get into a fight with this cat. She'd be kicked from the protection of the clan and wouldn't be able to see Crow while he recovered.
"I don't give a damn where you bury her. Keep her above ground for all I care." She murmured under her breath, finally moving her gaze back to the limp molly with a dead gaze. Raven didn't deserve to be buried. Not after all she had done to completely ruin Heron, while she coddled and fawned over Crow.
Crow wouldn't like what she just said, Heron idly thought. She glanced around and stared at where her nest was. She walked over and prodded at the ground "Here is fine if you must. She spent most of her time in her nest." She glanced over to where there was a tree that was split in half.
That's where Raven liked to take Heron to hiss and yowl at her about something she had done wrong.
"Only one bird? You're just like Swiftclaw. Not able to hunt like a good warrior. Go back out, do it again. Come back with enough for all of us or you're useless."
Heron was useless, she dug her claws into the soft ground as she pulled her lips back in a silent snarl.
"You play too hard with Crow. He's delicate, and now he has a scratch from you. Go away, Heron. I don't want you here and you're just hurting Crow."
She was hurting Crow. She was the reason Ravencloud had died. She suggested they go find Swiftclaw, and then she led him right back to their safe place without thinking that he was a dangerous cat. She lowered her ears, and her distant gaze came back.
"Actually, bury her by that tree. The one with the split in the middle."
Though she didn't speak, for the time being, she just made her way back to her little place by the river, staring down at the little Flower and Pebble. Her features softened for a split second at the thought of giving them to her brother. Perhaps Crow would perk up a bit. Maybe he would see that their old life wasn't completely gone, but it had just changed. Drastically.
Ok, that sounded dumb, she heaved a deep sigh and flicked a big, rounded ear as Russetpelt spoke. She turned to him and listened to what he said to his patrol.
That kit back at camp will join her soon.
Heron felt her tail began to lash and the fur along her back to bristle. "Crow will not join her. He's not going to die so don't you dare talk about him like that." She snapped, fury in her bright sunflower eyes. Though she soon forced her fur to lay back and she gritted her teeth. It would do no good to get into a fight with this cat. She'd be kicked from the protection of the clan and wouldn't be able to see Crow while he recovered.
"I don't give a damn where you bury her. Keep her above ground for all I care." She murmured under her breath, finally moving her gaze back to the limp molly with a dead gaze. Raven didn't deserve to be buried. Not after all she had done to completely ruin Heron, while she coddled and fawned over Crow.
Crow wouldn't like what she just said, Heron idly thought. She glanced around and stared at where her nest was. She walked over and prodded at the ground "Here is fine if you must. She spent most of her time in her nest." She glanced over to where there was a tree that was split in half.
That's where Raven liked to take Heron to hiss and yowl at her about something she had done wrong.
"Only one bird? You're just like Swiftclaw. Not able to hunt like a good warrior. Go back out, do it again. Come back with enough for all of us or you're useless."
Heron was useless, she dug her claws into the soft ground as she pulled her lips back in a silent snarl.
"You play too hard with Crow. He's delicate, and now he has a scratch from you. Go away, Heron. I don't want you here and you're just hurting Crow."
She was hurting Crow. She was the reason Ravencloud had died. She suggested they go find Swiftclaw, and then she led him right back to their safe place without thinking that he was a dangerous cat. She lowered her ears, and her distant gaze came back.
"Actually, bury her by that tree. The one with the split in the middle."