- Apr 24, 2023
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As a kitten, flower loved everybody. Her heart was bigger than herself, a small gal besides the layers of orange and black fluff around her skin. Her grin was as bright as the sun, or so she thought herself.
But no one was there to cheer herself up but herself. As far as she remembered, and was told, she was picked up one day on Skyclan border, and brought here where they kept her safe and fed.
That didn't help with the empty void beside her where many other kits had warm bodies to cuddle up against.
And then there was Crowkit. A speckled black and white tom that acted almost like the big brother she never had. She always looked up to him. He would play with her, and when a couple kits would say mean things to her, he would be there to defend her. He was her best friend.
Through apprenticeship she would train hard with him. And the look of awe in her face would be charmed by the males goofy grin and warmth that he had. He would tease her fragileness.
Eventually, it seemed the teasing would change to a more cold view after Crowpaw lost his own mother due to a sickness. He became more distant to the female. Their walks and adventures would come to an end. Her warm pelt wouldn't help calm him down, and she couldn't help his angry outbursts anymore.
"Why do you cry so much anyways? They're right you know. You are a crybaby. Maybe you'll be FlowerCry as a warrior." He scoffed as she tried to talk to him on a patrol. Her ears flattened and her tail drooped. That's when she decided to hide her tears. Her fragile self would not be shown to another soul. "Wh-what happened to you Crowpaw? You're my best friend.." She murmured, her voice faint. "Were. We were best friends. Not anymore." He'd turn away, going off in his own direction, and shed be left alone.
She'd watch him grow from a distance, learning to control his own emotions. But deep down, she'd knew her heart would never be his. She'd learn to grow on her own. Make a few friends here and there, and eventually earn the name of FlowerCloud.
She'd always have an ear to listen to others and try to brighten their days and push them towards finding their confidence and happiness. Whatever they needed to see their smiles again.
Flowers large frame would be basking in the sun, although fluffy, the amber point loved the feeling of the warm rays on her pelt.
But no one was there to cheer herself up but herself. As far as she remembered, and was told, she was picked up one day on Skyclan border, and brought here where they kept her safe and fed.
That didn't help with the empty void beside her where many other kits had warm bodies to cuddle up against.
And then there was Crowkit. A speckled black and white tom that acted almost like the big brother she never had. She always looked up to him. He would play with her, and when a couple kits would say mean things to her, he would be there to defend her. He was her best friend.
Through apprenticeship she would train hard with him. And the look of awe in her face would be charmed by the males goofy grin and warmth that he had. He would tease her fragileness.
Eventually, it seemed the teasing would change to a more cold view after Crowpaw lost his own mother due to a sickness. He became more distant to the female. Their walks and adventures would come to an end. Her warm pelt wouldn't help calm him down, and she couldn't help his angry outbursts anymore.
"Why do you cry so much anyways? They're right you know. You are a crybaby. Maybe you'll be FlowerCry as a warrior." He scoffed as she tried to talk to him on a patrol. Her ears flattened and her tail drooped. That's when she decided to hide her tears. Her fragile self would not be shown to another soul. "Wh-what happened to you Crowpaw? You're my best friend.." She murmured, her voice faint. "Were. We were best friends. Not anymore." He'd turn away, going off in his own direction, and shed be left alone.
She'd watch him grow from a distance, learning to control his own emotions. But deep down, she'd knew her heart would never be his. She'd learn to grow on her own. Make a few friends here and there, and eventually earn the name of FlowerCloud.
She'd always have an ear to listen to others and try to brighten their days and push them towards finding their confidence and happiness. Whatever they needed to see their smiles again.
Flowers large frame would be basking in the sun, although fluffy, the amber point loved the feeling of the warm rays on her pelt.