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*+:｡.｡ Wrathpaw doesn't consider himself as Fallowbite's friend.
Sleepless by stress, guilt, and the constant thrum of pain radiating from his sightless eyes, Wrathpaw has had plenty of time to lay and think. Mostly, he thinks about all that he's seen, playing moments in his head like visions, realizing only after he's lost his ability to see how precious colors and lights are. He's realized how precious a lot of things are now that he no longer has them. Most of the memories he replays aren't the happiest, and even the ones that used to be no longer hold the same light. Today, he thinks about Fallowbite. About how brave it was, to take on two Skyclanners; how resilient it was, and how pushed a little too hard by Stormywing (an opinion that feels blown out of proportion with hindsight). He thinks about the time he filled its nest with flowers, how he looked for comfort in it when he was struggling with Skyclaw's preaching, and the last time he attempted to speak to it, apologizing for the cruelty done to its sister.
Mostly, though, he remembers the moment at the river bank.
"Y'shouldn't give up hope yet"
He blinks but finds still more darkness for his efforts. What had she meant by that? Don't give up hope - that Howlingstar would soon die? But by that point, she'd already begun to betray Skyclaw so...unless she meant...he sighed, banishing the thought before it could form. His paws were stained with the blood of his former leader and clanmate if she had meant hope for him, then she had been lying just as much to Wrathpaw as she had been to Skyclaw.
He wonders when she'd decided to switch sides. If she'd ever actually been on Skyclaw's. He snorts, large ear flicking at the sound of various rustling from the other nests nearby. One of them is Fallowbite's, he can scent it close by. His chest aches with concern, wondering what could've happened to lead it here, although he has yet to feel like it's his place to ask. He wonders if it was pardoned, recalling vividly its shadowy approach with an army behind it.
It had been a pretty cool sight.
Sleepless by stress, guilt, and the constant thrum of pain radiating from his sightless eyes, Wrathpaw has had plenty of time to lay and think. Mostly, he thinks about all that he's seen, playing moments in his head like visions, realizing only after he's lost his ability to see how precious colors and lights are. He's realized how precious a lot of things are now that he no longer has them. Most of the memories he replays aren't the happiest, and even the ones that used to be no longer hold the same light. Today, he thinks about Fallowbite. About how brave it was, to take on two Skyclanners; how resilient it was, and how pushed a little too hard by Stormywing (an opinion that feels blown out of proportion with hindsight). He thinks about the time he filled its nest with flowers, how he looked for comfort in it when he was struggling with Skyclaw's preaching, and the last time he attempted to speak to it, apologizing for the cruelty done to its sister.
Mostly, though, he remembers the moment at the river bank.
"Y'shouldn't give up hope yet"
He blinks but finds still more darkness for his efforts. What had she meant by that? Don't give up hope - that Howlingstar would soon die? But by that point, she'd already begun to betray Skyclaw so...unless she meant...he sighed, banishing the thought before it could form. His paws were stained with the blood of his former leader and clanmate if she had meant hope for him, then she had been lying just as much to Wrathpaw as she had been to Skyclaw.
He wonders when she'd decided to switch sides. If she'd ever actually been on Skyclaw's. He snorts, large ear flicking at the sound of various rustling from the other nests nearby. One of them is Fallowbite's, he can scent it close by. His chest aches with concern, wondering what could've happened to lead it here, although he has yet to feel like it's his place to ask. He wonders if it was pardoned, recalling vividly its shadowy approach with an army behind it.
It had been a pretty cool sight.
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GENERAL:
♡ Wrath-howl
♡ DMAB— He/Him
♡ 10 moons — Ages 1 moon every month real-time
♡ Brother to Lovelight and Laughblossom
♡ Thunderclan — apprentice
♡ Formerly mentored by Wildheart
COMBAT:
♡Physically easy | mentally very easy
♡ Attack in bold #4a59ff
injuries: Severely scratched, permanently blind , mentally unwell
"SPEECH"
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