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How easily Flamestar has undone his work; how easily his Clanmates beg to forget all he gave. He imbibed them with strength, loyalty, a proclivity to remain within ThunderClan's best interests. And yet now, all those who have soiled blood have returned, instead emboldened by their new leader's...

Skyclaw tilts his head as they speak. They speak from experience, he can tell, but he cannot help the selfish twinge in his unbeating chest. At least you got to bend their ear, he does not say, and he blames his held tongue on the mere fact that he does not wish to share with the WindClanner...

He prowls in the darkness, peering through smog and smoke to see those still alive. Cats who could not see the good he was doing, so stubbornly in their ways, dragging his Clan down - leafbare fastly approaches the land of the living and the ilk of ThunderClan thrives on the meat of fattened...

He's paused from his endless stroll, again trying to clean the blood from his fur. It always seems... wet. It never dries, at least with how humid the air is. Perhaps it is another torment laid upon him by some greater being. For why, he still struggles to discern. Maybe he wasn't perfect, but...

Skyclaw is no fan of the realm he is in. He had known no heaven, knew no existence after living - anticipation filled his thoughts, sure, but nothing like this. Nothing like the muggy air that simultaneously makes him too warm and too cold, the ground underfoot being sodden and murky, the trees...

Pathetic. His leg is hoisted beneath himself, forced to bare weight as he lingers in the sky. The air clogs his throat, yellows his teeth, blackens his lungs - yet he must breathe despite being gone from mortality. Sharp it is, to somehow exist in perpetuity with the pains of a wounded hound...

Dark Forest - ThunderClan - Warrior - Skyclaw ♂ - Killed by Raccoonstripe ; staged a mutiny in ThunderClan and killed/harmed several cats @skyclaw

[ attacking @Flamewhisker pls do not interrupt ‼️ ] [ tw for bone break content ] Skyclaw does not feel hunted. In all of his follies and flaws, he does not feel fear. Lightning cracks across the clouded sky and he feels impatiently strong, wanting to drive his fangs sooner into her throat than...

Again. Again. "Shut up...!" Like a petulant child he whispers, knowing full well that in the impending chaos and storm, no one will hear him. Stop mentioning him, Blazestar, that idiotic fool who broke the very code that protected his family. Who created him, a living sin. Is that all he is? He...

It's to rain today. Skyclaw notes the different taste in the air - the unease, the static. Cats will certainly abandon their patrols and shelter in camp instead. He would not fault them, for he is no horrible beast and would not force them to work through blustering winds and torrential rains...

There. There it is. Claws score his muzzle, split the skin of his nose with ease, and the frown that had cemented itself to Skyclaw's face melts into an eerie grin. The stinging pain of his new wound only serves as a final statement from the blue and white tom - as his voice ravages the forest...

The cats around him always seem to point out his hypocrisy, as if it chips away at his enjoyment. And admittedly, it does. ThunderClan should see that he's doing what he can to assuage his sin of existing. He does what he can to make up for his mother and father's mistakes - he loves his mother...

She's spiteful, fighty - all of them are, he thinks. The litter born of the eclipse, born to be cursed with never-sun and forever-night. Fadingpaw is only a follower to her siblings, and Shroudedpaw is quiet, obedient. Glowingpaw has an affinity with Wrath-howl, which keeps her in line. And...

He likes Fallowbite. Its sisters less so, evidently, but there always seem to be one thorn that's sharper than the rest. He doesn't flinch as the feline edges closer to him, trusting it enough to not hurt him. (Oh, if only he knew how it wanted to rip his throat out, like he had done to others...

Again, refusal, dismissal. The insistence on the other's side only proves that there's something wrong with the prey. Skyclaw wrinkles his nose as Tybalt attempts to send off Bayingkit, however before long, the tan furred warrior's expression morphs and all that he's been holding in is unleashed...