- May 29, 2024
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AND I'M ON MY OWN
// the use of he pronouns is on purpose! this is retro to the meeting and retro to them coming out! tw for death, and minor gore but nothing in too much detail!!
of all the cats he had to go on a patrol with, of course it was viperpaw. she was so annoying. so pompous. she thought she knew everything, and he hated that. he keeps his head down as he navigates through the territory, a few steps behind his mentor. his naturally smaller body could be hidden behind the much bulker body of featherwing. he hears his mentor say something but he's hardly paying attention. his gaze moves over to frightpaw before he snorts, turning his attention back to featherwing who has stopped completely.
"alright, i am simply making sure you're aware of how to properly mark the borders. both of you. go on."
he almost wants to refuse but he sees the look on the older tom's face and decides not to. his ears push back and he only makes his way to the borders to begin marking them, his thoughts turning in his head like a cog wheel. his ears twitch slightly as his overly sensitive ears pick up something way before his nose does.
"...featherwish."
he is slow in his movement as he goes back to his mentor, pushing at his arm.
"s... there is a noise. coming from over there. it doesn't sound like... it sounds bad."
"use your words, kid. i don't know what you're talking about."
his ears pin back. he doesn't know what words to say. he doesn't know how explain what he's hearing. he huffs in frustration as he looks around, his eyes widening as he scrambles back.
"...d...do...dog... there's a..."
"shit. find some place to hide. now. I'll distract it and when i get it away from us, the two of you get to camp immediately and tell some moor runners about the dog. got it?"
splinterpaw only stares before he snaps out of it when featherwing barks at him.
"now, splinterpaw! viperpaw, go with him!"
he winces as he nudges against viperpaw, looking for anywhere to hide. there is very little places but there is a large enough log that they can hide behind. his gaze squeezes shut before the sound of snarling makes them pop up, and he crawls up to watch. his mentor seems to be darting around before teeth latch into his leg and he is dragged backwards, making splinterpaw gasp loudly. probably louder than he's ever said anything, he calls out to him, his paws moving way before can stop them.
"f-featherwish! oh, stars!"
the sound of his screams make splinterpaw stop, his eyes wide as a paw covers his mouth to keep him from making any more noise. his mentor's body lays limp, torn to absolute shreds as he breathes shallowly. he tries to move but it's no use. he's got no more strength in him, and splinterpaw can't move. the dog's head turns towards him and looking him straight in the eyes, growling lowly, teeth gleamed back and stained with the blood of his mentor.
"s...shit..."
he can't move. he feels like he can't even breathe. was this how he was going to die? the same as featherwing, the last thing he sees being the warrior's mangled body? how uncool.
// @Frightpaw
of all the cats he had to go on a patrol with, of course it was viperpaw. she was so annoying. so pompous. she thought she knew everything, and he hated that. he keeps his head down as he navigates through the territory, a few steps behind his mentor. his naturally smaller body could be hidden behind the much bulker body of featherwing. he hears his mentor say something but he's hardly paying attention. his gaze moves over to frightpaw before he snorts, turning his attention back to featherwing who has stopped completely.
"alright, i am simply making sure you're aware of how to properly mark the borders. both of you. go on."
he almost wants to refuse but he sees the look on the older tom's face and decides not to. his ears push back and he only makes his way to the borders to begin marking them, his thoughts turning in his head like a cog wheel. his ears twitch slightly as his overly sensitive ears pick up something way before his nose does.
"...featherwish."
he is slow in his movement as he goes back to his mentor, pushing at his arm.
"s... there is a noise. coming from over there. it doesn't sound like... it sounds bad."
"use your words, kid. i don't know what you're talking about."
his ears pin back. he doesn't know what words to say. he doesn't know how explain what he's hearing. he huffs in frustration as he looks around, his eyes widening as he scrambles back.
"...d...do...dog... there's a..."
"shit. find some place to hide. now. I'll distract it and when i get it away from us, the two of you get to camp immediately and tell some moor runners about the dog. got it?"
splinterpaw only stares before he snaps out of it when featherwing barks at him.
"now, splinterpaw! viperpaw, go with him!"
he winces as he nudges against viperpaw, looking for anywhere to hide. there is very little places but there is a large enough log that they can hide behind. his gaze squeezes shut before the sound of snarling makes them pop up, and he crawls up to watch. his mentor seems to be darting around before teeth latch into his leg and he is dragged backwards, making splinterpaw gasp loudly. probably louder than he's ever said anything, he calls out to him, his paws moving way before can stop them.
"f-featherwish! oh, stars!"
the sound of his screams make splinterpaw stop, his eyes wide as a paw covers his mouth to keep him from making any more noise. his mentor's body lays limp, torn to absolute shreds as he breathes shallowly. he tries to move but it's no use. he's got no more strength in him, and splinterpaw can't move. the dog's head turns towards him and looking him straight in the eyes, growling lowly, teeth gleamed back and stained with the blood of his mentor.
"s...shit..."
he can't move. he feels like he can't even breathe. was this how he was going to die? the same as featherwing, the last thing he sees being the warrior's mangled body? how uncool.
// @Frightpaw