ON THE EDGE OF THE WORLD [ fallow ]

[antlerbreeze]

Perhaps it was crude of her to turn her chin away from Fallowbite, from Doeblaze, to hardly take meals. She wasn't eating- she wasn't eating so that others could. Darkthistle interrupting Flamewhisker's hunts was obvious that it was going to be the strong-fed-first, so she would do what she had to ensure that apprentices, kits- don't think about your siblings- elders, queens, injured... they needed to eat. More then her. Antlerbreeze slowly exhaled from the edge of camp, staring out from the shadows at the blazing sun.

Hardly was there joyous laugher in the wake of Howlingstar's death, a gaping wound in her that still bled with grief, with the need to recognize what happened. Skyclaw's teeth in her neck, the sickening crunch as her small body met the ground. Her breathing was slowly picking up, these... breathing attacks harder with her former mentor gone. Gone, what a bitter word- but her breath was rushing and her shoulders trembled and-

Antlerbreeze's head snapped to the right, lips pulling back in pure instinct before she recognized her sibling. It's footfalls perhaps heavier on purpose to warn Antlerbreeze of her arrival, but it didn't make the noise any less shocking to her. Coming out of an episode like that was jarring enough, forget the fact she wanted to recoil deeper into the shadows. Orange eyes, once full of warmth, shielded themselves and turned away. "Fallowbite." She said, voice... neutral, empty. Just as she had been practicing.

‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ┌── AND KNOW THAT MEANWHILE ⋅❁⋅ RISES THE MOON ──┐‎

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• ANTLERBREEZE she/her, warrior of thunderclan, twelve moons.
  ⭃ LH cinnamon lynx sepia with low white. smaller body, agile and slippery, fits really well in small gaps in the underbrush. soft spoken but strong and determined.
  ⭃ previously mentored by howlingstar / / mentoring no one
  ⭃ padding after no one / / sibling to fallowbite and doepath
  ⭃ peaceful and healing powerplay permitted / / underline and tag when attacking
  ⭃ penned by dallas ↛ dallasofnines on discord, feel free to dm for plots.
  

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[FALLOWBITE]

ˏˋ*⁀➷　It feels guilty. Of course it does. Howlingstar is dead, and Fallowbite aligns itself with her killers.

It turns its face from Antlerbreeze in shame. What is it to say? That it tried and failed to save her mentor? That it only sided with Skyclaw for her safety? Nothing but useless platitudes. Its soft admission to Doepath remains a secret for two, a failure too terrible to admit. Howlingstar is dead, and nothing it could say will fix that. It cannot bring its sister comfort, no matter how much it wants to.

And still, it can't keep itself away. A late afternoon walk has her heart beating fast at the sound of gasping breaths. Antlerbreeze's body is shaking. Her paws land heavy upon the ground, announcing her approach clearly. And then - she pauses, seeing only a glimpse of those golden eyes before her sister turns away. They look as empty as her voice sounds. "Antler," Fallowbite breathes - pleads, really. Desperation and remorse shake the word. "Are..." It swallows thickly, ducks its head. "Are you... okay?"

‎‎┌── GOD KNOWS I❜M ONLY HUMAN ⁀➷ I GET SO INHUMANE ──┐‎

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  FALLOWBITE ⁀➷ she / it, warrior of thunderclan, twelve moons.
  ➳ a scarred, pointed brown and white molly with shaggy fur and golden eyes.
  ➳ standoffish and solitary, always seems to have a dark cloud hanging over its head.
  ➳ baying hound xx npc, littermate to antlerbreeze & doepath.
  ➳ peaceful and healing powerplay permitted / / underline and tag when attacking
  ➳ penned by SATURNID ↛ saturnids on discord, feel free to dm for plots.
  

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[antlerbreeze]

Her heart is still racing as she takes in everything that just happened- a panic attack? A hallucination? She needed to talk to Gentlestorm. Ears flattened as Fallowbite asks something, and she can't help but grit her teeth. She can't help but try and bite down the instinct that urges her to lash out and defend her own skin. That's her sibling. Antler forces the fur along her spine to lay flat as she speaks, still facing away.

"No. I don't..." She swallows thickly. Should she trust Fallow? She cannot help but feel she shouldn't. Howlingstar's last life flashes briefly before her, and then her panicked eyes are snapping towards her sister, yellow optics wide and panicked. Fallow is a solid presence- one that she knows is real. It isn't bleeding, it's breathing, "I can't breathe." Antler whispers and her body is sagging, sliding against the ravine wall.

This was far from her snapping point- no, it was just a smaller iteration of things that would continue to come. Pain, every-lasting panic attacks and guilt stained upon her being from not saving Howlingstar. Vision was pinned to Fallow, trying to grasp some sense of normalcy.

‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ┌── AND KNOW THAT MEANWHILE ⋅❁⋅ RISES THE MOON ──┐‎

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• ANTLERPOISON she/her, warrior of thunderclan, thirteen moons.
  ⭃ LH cinnamon lynx sepia with low white. smaller body, agile and slippery, fits really well in small gaps in the underbrush. soft spoken but strong and determined.
  ⭃ previously mentored by howlingstar / / mentoring no one
  ⭃ padding after no one / / sibling to fallowbite and doepath
  ⭃ peaceful and healing powerplay permitted / / underline and tag when attacking
  ⭃ penned by dallas ↛ dallasofnines on discord, feel free to dm for plots.
  

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