Recent content by SANDPELT

ꕀꕀ They aren't coming for you. The scathing words in his head had once sounded like his father, displeased and critical of every action. Now, it takes his own featherlight voice, its tone cold with a razor’s edge. Surely RiverClan will come for him, but if they do it won’t be out of a sense of...

CW — mentions of vomiting throughout ꕀꕀ He wakes with a start, and with what feels like a lungful of water expelled from his mouth. For a moment it’s all he can do to flip onto his front and hold his mouth open, allowing it to spill from him in a flood that rivals the waters swallowing...

help girl i’ve drifted out to sea

ꕀꕀ Sandpelt dreams of greatness. He dreams of being knows, of being seen in a way that few have ever bothered to see him. In truth, there’s only one cat who’s ever seen past the flowers and the scars to the soul underneath—and Sandpelt loathes him. He dreams of blood dripping onto sandy shores...

ꕀꕀ It’s been a long day. A long few days, in fact. His mother’s kits are beginning to toddle around the camp, and Sandpelt avoids them as best he can. If his kin wonder why he doesn’t speak to them, they receive no answer from the tan-patched warrior. Since the day he’d shouted at both his...

ꕀꕀ The tom has only been to one gathering before, as far as he can remember. It feels a bit like mockery, to have missed the gathering where his warrior name was announced, but to still be invited to come along to the gathering where his nemesis’ new apprentice will be announced. His eye drifts...

ꕀꕀ The night sky is clear, speckled with stars, and Sandpelt gazes up at it with a soft yellow eye. It’s peaceful out here, a comforting change from the warriors’ den where he can do nothing but toss and turn. He hasn’t been able to cast away the sight of blood pooling beneath Streamkit’s...

ꕀꕀ The deputy is getting better and better at assigning patrols, it seems. She does, however, shove Splashpaw aside just as she had before. He isn’t quite certain what’s going on with Splashpaw and her acceptance into the clan, but she’s a sweet apprentice and certainly doesn’t deserve to be...

ꕀꕀ The meeting begins with Boneripple, who has been in the clan for as long as Sandpelt can remember. She’s a former ShadowClanner, but that doesn’t make her an outsider or anything. The three-legged cat is retiring to be an elder, which strikes him as somewhat odd—adjusting to a lost body part...

Do y’all ever look back at things ya did in your childhood and go “Wow, I really coulda DIED”

ꕀꕀ Following his argument with his parents, Sandpelt has been… tense. He knows that. It feels like everything has been spiraling out of control, starting with his family and ending with his greatest enemy. Although… what is Cicadaflight to him, when the other tom is off sparring with another...

ꕀꕀ Sandpelt is, unfortunately, within earshot when Cicadaflight’s tongue betrays him. A simple y’all is seemingly all it takes to bring his enemy’s world crashing down around him, lost and left to the fate of sounding like Sandpelt. Of course, the tan-splotched tom hears nothing out of the...