10-03-2020, 05:35 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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Refusing to look at the grave any longer, the lanky molly stared towards the direction of camp. Where Crow lay. Was he awake yet? She hoped not, simply for the fact that she wasn't there.
Herons head turned towards Russetfur as he spoke, little rock and flower held delicately in her jaws. If she wasn't trying to be so careful with the pretty little flower, she probably would have scowled at him and rolled her eyes.
The mentioning of Swiftclaw had the white cats long, thin tail flicking back and forth in mild irritation. Not because she didn't want to find him. Of course she wanted to find him. But, This was all his fault. Heron had a big part in it too, but if it wasn't for him, their lives wouldn't have turned upside down. Thrown into such an unfamiliar territory, with strange cats and customs, away from their home.
She blankly stared after the patrol, following with even steps and refusing to actually look at anybody. She just stared at the ground, watching her strong paws fall in a little pattern that seemed to make a somber tune in her head.
Massive ears twitching, Herons gaze swept up to the fluffy russet tom as he spoke. Raising a single brow in confusion. That is, until he tripped.
For a moment, she seemed to relax. That cold hard look in her eyes that seemed to age her more than an elders wrinkles and sunken eyes was replaced by amusement fitting for such a young cat. The corners of her mouth twitched up, as if she was going to laugh.
Though it didn't last longer than a second, and she reverted back into that angry wall that kept her safe.
"Watch it or you'll break your neck." Herons voice was muffled by the gifts in her mouth, and though the amused look was long gone, she almost sounded like she was teasing him, instead of the mild insult she intended.
Ignoring his second remark, she continued to follow the patrol quietly. She actually would prefer it if they got back to the camp soon.
Honeybreeze was currently sitting outside of the leaders den, enjoying a rather plump sparrow with Froststar and listening to her complain about her deputy with thoughtful hums and nods.
When did she become the clans therapist? Not that she was complaining! It felt pretty nice to be needed by a majority of the clan.
wide Yellow-green eyes shut for a moment, hearing Froststars voice but not really listening. She seemed to complain about Sparrownose often. Though went on to give him an apprentice and more duties afterwards. He was a very nice cat, though tended to ignore duties. Honeybreeze was pretty surprised that he was keeping up on Applepaws training.
Head twisting as she heard a little uneven steps she heard, the round molly caught sight of Turtlepaw and gave a little smile, huffing a little puff of air through her nose in amusement as she excused herself from the leader and pushed the rest of the sparrow towards her.
"Turtlepaw, don't complain to the elders." She teased lightly, bumping his shoulder affectionately and giving out a gentle laugh. She didn't know if he actually was, though by the dramatic limping she figured he had gotten another 'injury'. Whenever Ivyleaf was giving her a check-up on the barely-there life in her belly-per request of Russetfur, of course-she would give one of those dry laughs and tease that maybe the new kittens would help her move her doting off of Turtlepaw.
Not gonna happen.
"Come on, I'll help you out here and then we can go look for some feathers or flowers to put in the nursery...sound good?"
Herons head turned towards Russetfur as he spoke, little rock and flower held delicately in her jaws. If she wasn't trying to be so careful with the pretty little flower, she probably would have scowled at him and rolled her eyes.
The mentioning of Swiftclaw had the white cats long, thin tail flicking back and forth in mild irritation. Not because she didn't want to find him. Of course she wanted to find him. But, This was all his fault. Heron had a big part in it too, but if it wasn't for him, their lives wouldn't have turned upside down. Thrown into such an unfamiliar territory, with strange cats and customs, away from their home.
She blankly stared after the patrol, following with even steps and refusing to actually look at anybody. She just stared at the ground, watching her strong paws fall in a little pattern that seemed to make a somber tune in her head.
Massive ears twitching, Herons gaze swept up to the fluffy russet tom as he spoke. Raising a single brow in confusion. That is, until he tripped.
For a moment, she seemed to relax. That cold hard look in her eyes that seemed to age her more than an elders wrinkles and sunken eyes was replaced by amusement fitting for such a young cat. The corners of her mouth twitched up, as if she was going to laugh.
Though it didn't last longer than a second, and she reverted back into that angry wall that kept her safe.
"Watch it or you'll break your neck." Herons voice was muffled by the gifts in her mouth, and though the amused look was long gone, she almost sounded like she was teasing him, instead of the mild insult she intended.
Ignoring his second remark, she continued to follow the patrol quietly. She actually would prefer it if they got back to the camp soon.
Honeybreeze was currently sitting outside of the leaders den, enjoying a rather plump sparrow with Froststar and listening to her complain about her deputy with thoughtful hums and nods.
When did she become the clans therapist? Not that she was complaining! It felt pretty nice to be needed by a majority of the clan.
wide Yellow-green eyes shut for a moment, hearing Froststars voice but not really listening. She seemed to complain about Sparrownose often. Though went on to give him an apprentice and more duties afterwards. He was a very nice cat, though tended to ignore duties. Honeybreeze was pretty surprised that he was keeping up on Applepaws training.
Head twisting as she heard a little uneven steps she heard, the round molly caught sight of Turtlepaw and gave a little smile, huffing a little puff of air through her nose in amusement as she excused herself from the leader and pushed the rest of the sparrow towards her.
"Turtlepaw, don't complain to the elders." She teased lightly, bumping his shoulder affectionately and giving out a gentle laugh. She didn't know if he actually was, though by the dramatic limping she figured he had gotten another 'injury'. Whenever Ivyleaf was giving her a check-up on the barely-there life in her belly-per request of Russetfur, of course-she would give one of those dry laughs and tease that maybe the new kittens would help her move her doting off of Turtlepaw.
Not gonna happen.
"Come on, I'll help you out here and then we can go look for some feathers or flowers to put in the nursery...sound good?"