- Mar 17, 2023
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The wounds that had been inflicted upon her during the battle were nothing compared to the shame she felt at losing. It wasn't so much that she believed herself to be invincible, rather that she'd hoped to be more helpful. They'd lost, twice now in her opinion. She rolled onto her side, a marigold poultice on her muzzle where she'd struck rocks. They stung it was true but pain didn't really bother her, those stinging impulses were easy to ignore after the initial shock. That's what she'd discovered at the Sunningrocks.
Following that was an extremely frustrating growing sense of doubt in her leader. It wasn't something she wanted to feel and the girl adamantly refused to acknowledge it. Still it sat, like the poultice on her muzzle or the rocks settled in her gut. In all honesty, she didn't understand why Cicadastar had refused to concede the rocks to ThunderClan. It was true that they didn't really need them and now so many more already injured cats were hurt worse.
She had placed herself among that list of injured and it made her angry.
Thrushfern was slowly starting to release that guilt she'd burdened herself with. In all truthfulness, she should have remained in camp but that aside Cicadastar should never have let this battle happen. Likewise, ThunderClan should've stayed on their own territory.
The what ifs and the blame didn't really matter, she realized. Cats were hurt and the clan that she loved was suffering.
It wouldn't be stretching the truth to say that she was glad Clay had stolen one of Howlingstar's lives.
Finally at last she stood to her paws, stretching them.
She felt so restless couped up in camp. Something had to change.
@Hazepaw
Following that was an extremely frustrating growing sense of doubt in her leader. It wasn't something she wanted to feel and the girl adamantly refused to acknowledge it. Still it sat, like the poultice on her muzzle or the rocks settled in her gut. In all honesty, she didn't understand why Cicadastar had refused to concede the rocks to ThunderClan. It was true that they didn't really need them and now so many more already injured cats were hurt worse.
She had placed herself among that list of injured and it made her angry.
Thrushfern was slowly starting to release that guilt she'd burdened herself with. In all truthfulness, she should have remained in camp but that aside Cicadastar should never have let this battle happen. Likewise, ThunderClan should've stayed on their own territory.
The what ifs and the blame didn't really matter, she realized. Cats were hurt and the clan that she loved was suffering.
It wouldn't be stretching the truth to say that she was glad Clay had stolen one of Howlingstar's lives.
Finally at last she stood to her paws, stretching them.
She felt so restless couped up in camp. Something had to change.
@Hazepaw