Post by breezeclaw on Dec 23, 2010 13:56:27 GMT -8
(yes, i just thought of how she dies)
Stripefur padded slowly into her den. ever since she saw the other clans after so long, did she start thinking of Swiftclaw again. moons ago, she finally forgot about him, but now he is back in her mind. Stripefur sighed sadly. she stood in her cold den and looked around. she remembered the day she met Swiftclaw. the day he first came into her den. just one look, and she felt so warm around him and the same feeling had come to swiftcaw as well. stripefur stared longingly at the den entrance, imagining swiftclaw still standing there. thunder cracked in the air outside and rain began pouring down. stripefur did not hear any of this, only swiftclaws soft voice. a tear ran down her face. "i cant live like this any longer.." she cried silently. lightning flashed. stripefur slowly looked down at her paws. she let her claws tear into the ground. she had not used her claws in so long. stripefur quietly drew lines in the dirt. she saw the paw prints of breezeclaw in the dirt and suddenly remembered about her. she was taking care of one of the queens. stripefur's mind buzzed as she suddenly forgot about everything. she forgot who breezeclaw was, where she was, who she was, or anything about what happedned after swiftclaws death. the paw prints of breezepelt turned into swiftclaw's. all she could remember, was swiftclaw. "swiftclaw..." she whispered shakily. stripefur's paw shook as she lifted her paw to touch swiftclaw's paw print. more tears ran down her cheeks. stripefur slowly closed her eyes and buckets of tears fell on the dirt floor. she winced as pain tore at her heart. all she could see was swiftclaw laying limp on the cold grass, blood spewing from a large gash on his belly. stripefur began to whimper. the world around her disappeared. she almost screeched out loud. all she could see was dead swiftclaw and hear the storm rage on outside. stripefur threw her paw in the air and scratched her ears, trying to keep the sound out. she growled deeply when she could still hear it and clawed more. blood slowly ran down her ears. stripefur looked at her bloodstained claws like she had just saw a fox in camp. she was about to go outside to wash her paws when she began thinking again of the horrible scene of swiftclaw. stripefur tried cry out to him, but nothing came out of her mouth. she began clawing at her head, trying to get the thought away. she tried calling out again, but could not speak. stripefur layed down on the floor. her tears began to form a puddle on the ground. thunder was still going off outside. stripefur layed on the ground in a tight ball, feeling as helpless as a newborn kit. she layed there wishing she had someone to comfort her like a kit would, but thought again of swiftclaw. "why did you have to leave me...?" she whispered. looked outside the den entrance. she listened to the wind blowing by, which was soon replaced with voices. voices of clan mates. over all of them, she could hear her brother Swiftmask trying to tell her something she could not make out. stripefur tried to stand up to hear it better. she strained her ears toward the whispers outside. "...st....opp....." was the only words she could make out. she tried listening harder. "sto..pp...lloo..." another voice whispered. stripefur sat in her den confused. "stopp..." she heared again. a flash of lightning lit up the sky and the whispers went away. stripefur shook her head again. "why do i have to live like this?" she asked herself. "what did i ever do wrong?" she crawled away from the den entrance to the middle of the dark den. she thought about swiftclaws soft fur and touched the fur on her own chest. her image of swiftclaw disappeared and a familiar face appeared instead. her claws slid into her fur as she remembered this face. the face of the killer. "NOOO!! STOP IT!" she screeched at her self. she knew she needed to stop thinking about these things but couldn't. she began clawing at her heart and more tears came. she clawed and clawed and finally fell to the ground, weakly. she layed there silently, listening to the rain pour down. more tears ran down her face. blood was oozing from her chest. "...breezeclaw..." she whispered and her eyes slowly closed and everything went black.
Breezeclaw padded quietly out of the nursery. she was helping a queen with her sickly kit. her it had a little cough and the queen would not stop fussing over it. breezeclaw was heading back to the medicine den to get some herbs to stop the kit's cough. she walked slowly through the cold rain. it had been storming all night. breezeclaw jumped through the bush leading into the medicine clearing. "stripefur?" she called out. there was no answer. "stripefur? you in there?" she called as she padded to the den. breezeclaw slowly padded into the den. something was not right. she stood in the pitch black entrance and waited for her eyes to adjust to the darkness. when her eyes adjusted, she gasped in terror at what she saw in front of her.
the end.
ok, so now i can explain stuff. Stripefur was badly depressed after swiftclaws death until a little bit before breezeclaw became her apprentice. after seeing the other clans, and being farther away from territory she began thinking of him again. she became so depressed just thinking about him, that she began seeing and hearing things. for a short time she was "emo" and finally could not take the pain of not having swiftclaw around any longer so she killed herself. she she breezeclaw right before she died because her thoughts were coming back and she then remembered who breezeclaw was. breezeclaw was almost like a kit to her. it turns out that breezeclaw was what was keeping her sane and breezeclaw helped her forget about swiftclaw. soon after breezeclaw became a "full medicine cat" she was away more often (when they were with the other clans) and so swiftclaws thoughts were coming back to her. after breezclaw found stripefur dead, she had thought another clan had killed her but remembered what other clan mates have told her about stripefurs path and days after her death, she figured out what truly happened to her mentor. it turns out, stripefur was never destined to be a medicine cat, because she is sensitive and fragile.
Stripefur padded slowly into her den. ever since she saw the other clans after so long, did she start thinking of Swiftclaw again. moons ago, she finally forgot about him, but now he is back in her mind. Stripefur sighed sadly. she stood in her cold den and looked around. she remembered the day she met Swiftclaw. the day he first came into her den. just one look, and she felt so warm around him and the same feeling had come to swiftcaw as well. stripefur stared longingly at the den entrance, imagining swiftclaw still standing there. thunder cracked in the air outside and rain began pouring down. stripefur did not hear any of this, only swiftclaws soft voice. a tear ran down her face. "i cant live like this any longer.." she cried silently. lightning flashed. stripefur slowly looked down at her paws. she let her claws tear into the ground. she had not used her claws in so long. stripefur quietly drew lines in the dirt. she saw the paw prints of breezeclaw in the dirt and suddenly remembered about her. she was taking care of one of the queens. stripefur's mind buzzed as she suddenly forgot about everything. she forgot who breezeclaw was, where she was, who she was, or anything about what happedned after swiftclaws death. the paw prints of breezepelt turned into swiftclaw's. all she could remember, was swiftclaw. "swiftclaw..." she whispered shakily. stripefur's paw shook as she lifted her paw to touch swiftclaw's paw print. more tears ran down her cheeks. stripefur slowly closed her eyes and buckets of tears fell on the dirt floor. she winced as pain tore at her heart. all she could see was swiftclaw laying limp on the cold grass, blood spewing from a large gash on his belly. stripefur began to whimper. the world around her disappeared. she almost screeched out loud. all she could see was dead swiftclaw and hear the storm rage on outside. stripefur threw her paw in the air and scratched her ears, trying to keep the sound out. she growled deeply when she could still hear it and clawed more. blood slowly ran down her ears. stripefur looked at her bloodstained claws like she had just saw a fox in camp. she was about to go outside to wash her paws when she began thinking again of the horrible scene of swiftclaw. stripefur tried cry out to him, but nothing came out of her mouth. she began clawing at her head, trying to get the thought away. she tried calling out again, but could not speak. stripefur layed down on the floor. her tears began to form a puddle on the ground. thunder was still going off outside. stripefur layed on the ground in a tight ball, feeling as helpless as a newborn kit. she layed there wishing she had someone to comfort her like a kit would, but thought again of swiftclaw. "why did you have to leave me...?" she whispered. looked outside the den entrance. she listened to the wind blowing by, which was soon replaced with voices. voices of clan mates. over all of them, she could hear her brother Swiftmask trying to tell her something she could not make out. stripefur tried to stand up to hear it better. she strained her ears toward the whispers outside. "...st....opp....." was the only words she could make out. she tried listening harder. "sto..pp...lloo..." another voice whispered. stripefur sat in her den confused. "stopp..." she heared again. a flash of lightning lit up the sky and the whispers went away. stripefur shook her head again. "why do i have to live like this?" she asked herself. "what did i ever do wrong?" she crawled away from the den entrance to the middle of the dark den. she thought about swiftclaws soft fur and touched the fur on her own chest. her image of swiftclaw disappeared and a familiar face appeared instead. her claws slid into her fur as she remembered this face. the face of the killer. "NOOO!! STOP IT!" she screeched at her self. she knew she needed to stop thinking about these things but couldn't. she began clawing at her heart and more tears came. she clawed and clawed and finally fell to the ground, weakly. she layed there silently, listening to the rain pour down. more tears ran down her face. blood was oozing from her chest. "...breezeclaw..." she whispered and her eyes slowly closed and everything went black.
Breezeclaw padded quietly out of the nursery. she was helping a queen with her sickly kit. her it had a little cough and the queen would not stop fussing over it. breezeclaw was heading back to the medicine den to get some herbs to stop the kit's cough. she walked slowly through the cold rain. it had been storming all night. breezeclaw jumped through the bush leading into the medicine clearing. "stripefur?" she called out. there was no answer. "stripefur? you in there?" she called as she padded to the den. breezeclaw slowly padded into the den. something was not right. she stood in the pitch black entrance and waited for her eyes to adjust to the darkness. when her eyes adjusted, she gasped in terror at what she saw in front of her.
the end.
ok, so now i can explain stuff. Stripefur was badly depressed after swiftclaws death until a little bit before breezeclaw became her apprentice. after seeing the other clans, and being farther away from territory she began thinking of him again. she became so depressed just thinking about him, that she began seeing and hearing things. for a short time she was "emo" and finally could not take the pain of not having swiftclaw around any longer so she killed herself. she she breezeclaw right before she died because her thoughts were coming back and she then remembered who breezeclaw was. breezeclaw was almost like a kit to her. it turns out that breezeclaw was what was keeping her sane and breezeclaw helped her forget about swiftclaw. soon after breezeclaw became a "full medicine cat" she was away more often (when they were with the other clans) and so swiftclaws thoughts were coming back to her. after breezclaw found stripefur dead, she had thought another clan had killed her but remembered what other clan mates have told her about stripefurs path and days after her death, she figured out what truly happened to her mentor. it turns out, stripefur was never destined to be a medicine cat, because she is sensitive and fragile.
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