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deemed fit enough to return to normal duties and finally convinced to get out of his den by chilledgaze placing him on a hunt, pitchstar eventually finds himself separated from the rest of the patrol. the towering oaks of fourtrees loom in the near distance, casting shadows over him as he moves through the dark of night. once following the trail of a mouse, which faded and petered out into nothing, he's now wandering aimlessly. unable to see the point in continuing if starclan would not bless his clan with enough food to survive to begin with.
but he pushes on, paws moving on their own accord, until he stands in the clearing of fourtrees. pitchstar's tail tip ticks, circling around the base of the great rock. his father is buried here, somewhere- but to his frustration, he couldn't remember where. amber, briarstar... why haven't you been watching over us and protecting us, like you should've? bitterness wells in his throat.
something rustles nearby, breaking the leader from his resentful thoughts. pitchstar's hackles rise, his perpetually unsheathed claws ready to defend himself if needed, as his head snaps around to try and locate the source of the noise. "who's there?!"
[ @KARTH. sorry this is kinda lame & short fhsdfs idk how to do starters </3 ]
but he pushes on, paws moving on their own accord, until he stands in the clearing of fourtrees. pitchstar's tail tip ticks, circling around the base of the great rock. his father is buried here, somewhere- but to his frustration, he couldn't remember where. amber, briarstar... why haven't you been watching over us and protecting us, like you should've? bitterness wells in his throat.
something rustles nearby, breaking the leader from his resentful thoughts. pitchstar's hackles rise, his perpetually unsheathed claws ready to defend himself if needed, as his head snaps around to try and locate the source of the noise. "who's there?!"
[ @KARTH. sorry this is kinda lame & short fhsdfs idk how to do starters </3 ]