Recent content by Azaleafrost

She froze, only for a second, as her eyes met those of the tabby lost to the fire. A face contorted in fear, agony, and sorrow, eyes staring forward wide and desperate. Horror washes over Azaleafrost as she forces herself to pick up a kitten and run away, thankful that Marmotbite had come to...

Fire is all consuming. Azaleafrost witnesses this firsthand as the moors are consumed by a burning wall. She wishes she could maintain a stoic expression through this, but she can't suppress the worry and fear that seeps into her being. If they had to run, where would they go? They were trapped...

Azaleafrost thinks the same way Bluefrost does, for once. Mintshade never cuddled with anyone, never showed interest in anyone... Who was the father? She never thought in a million years that Mintshade of all cats would have kits. She thought she didn't like them.... This was something she could...

Azaleafrost liked bugs. They were weird little guys. The inchworm crawling on Bilberrykit is no exception. Look at it. Why's it move like that? What's it doing? Little guy has no problems in life. All it does is.... Inch. She approaches even if she doesn't know how to talk to kits. Azaleafrost...

Azaleafrost is surprised to see Periwinklebreeze come into camp with kittens just like everyone else. Curiosity draws her closer, observing the growing crowd with a scrutinizing gaze. She takes note of the looks her friend receives, and quickens her pace. Just like old times, isn't it? No matter...

She's been over the moon since the clan changed. A lifelong goal was fulfilled and now she got to bask in the aftermath of it. But see, even that was difficult. All the cats she wanted to rip apart were gone....Except for Firefang of course- but she's just one cat. Everything is so different...

Azaleafrost has been happier since Sootstar's trial. She watched with satisfaction as those close to her still were made to watch, and knowing that Sootstar's kits have been knocked down every single peg possible has done wonders for her mood. Not so special now, are they? It brings joy to her...

Camp felt different now with Sootstar's loyalists gone. Emptier, she supposed. It doesn't matter to her, the scum has been scrubbed from the moors aside from Sootstar, held prisoner in her own den. She wonders why, but it doesn't consume her thoughts. She has thrived and succeeded in the...

She has a mate. Something she never expected to have in her life, a mate. She never expected to fall in love, or for anyone to love her that way. It shakes her to the core, touches the very depths of her darkened soul with warmth and light. It's incredible, this feeling. A feeling so strong it...

At long last, the bloodbath she had dreamed of ever since she was a kit had come to pass. She has done it. Azaleafrost had survived all the scorn and resentment, the bullying and hatred, and come out on top. It had all been worth it. She won. Every night she dreamed of ripping into the throats...

"A tunnel collapse?" Azaleafrost repeats. The fact that she could have lost Marmotbite the same way she lost Dazzlepaw makes her want to embrace her again. She's not sure if she could handle another loss like that. It still haunts her when she thinks of what Dazzlepaw's last moments were like...

Azaleafrost watches the border from tall grasses like a serpent lying in wait to strike. She knows it's only a matter of time before Sootstar comes trampling through on vows of bloodshed and slaughter. Something excites her about that, though. She's finally in a position she never thought she'd...

Azaleafrost had been lucky enough to escape from her bitter enemies with her life, her wounds had done nothing to stop her or slow her down. Staying with the barn cats is what made her uneasy. She didn't like it here, it was too much too fast and she had yet to adjust to living here. The barn...

It all happens so quickly, Azaleafrost was not prepared for what was happening at all. Sootstar attacks Sunstride and an all out war breaks out. Azaleafrost hesitates, unsure of who she should be fighting. She looks for Mintshade, for Periwinklebreeze, for Wolfsong. What are they doing? What...

Her blood is boiling so hard she might burst. She prowls towards Hollowcreek with murder in her eyes and claws extended and ready to rip into his flesh. How dare he lay his claws on Periwinklebreeze. He needs to be knocked down a few pegs. She circles around him like prey, her teeth bared and...