- Jun 2, 2023
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The sky is dark, full moon low, when Rumblerain returns to their makeshift camp. The sting in their ear has dulled to an ache, and their mind swirls painfully in its place. Exhaustion drags at every step they take, but still they continue. They should be dead. Several times over, actually; it is only by the grace of some unknown stars that they are not.
They have come to terms, they think, with the fact that they did not kill Sunstar, and engaged with their littermate long enough to be left behind. Irritation plucks at scruffy fur, that same bitterness returning to narrow eyes. Left behind. Granitepelt is not a cat who cares. They can only hope that another of their Clanmates have noticed Rumblerain's absence by now.
They do not feel guilty for their warning, but they do feel resigned to the fact that Sunstar would not listen to it. Pale tongue touches bloodstained paws, trying to swipe away some of the crimson before they return to camp, but then they pause at the memory of their claws against an already bloodied throat. Some of the blood is Sunstar's, isn't it?
An idea comes to mind. It's risky, one that may very well backfire in a brutal way ... but it may just give them a bit of the vengeance they crave.
Abandoning their attempt at cleanliness, Rumblerain trudges into the camp and makes a beeline for the space where @GRANITEPELT lies.
"A shame you didn't wait." They growl, the slightest hint of teeth visible between their jaws as they stare at their bloodstained leader. "He died again."
// set between the return + infection threads! rumblerain does not know granite's attack took two of sun's lives and is claiming to have taken another<3
They have come to terms, they think, with the fact that they did not kill Sunstar, and engaged with their littermate long enough to be left behind. Irritation plucks at scruffy fur, that same bitterness returning to narrow eyes. Left behind. Granitepelt is not a cat who cares. They can only hope that another of their Clanmates have noticed Rumblerain's absence by now.
They do not feel guilty for their warning, but they do feel resigned to the fact that Sunstar would not listen to it. Pale tongue touches bloodstained paws, trying to swipe away some of the crimson before they return to camp, but then they pause at the memory of their claws against an already bloodied throat. Some of the blood is Sunstar's, isn't it?
An idea comes to mind. It's risky, one that may very well backfire in a brutal way ... but it may just give them a bit of the vengeance they crave.
Abandoning their attempt at cleanliness, Rumblerain trudges into the camp and makes a beeline for the space where @GRANITEPELT lies.
"A shame you didn't wait." They growl, the slightest hint of teeth visible between their jaws as they stare at their bloodstained leader. "He died again."
// set between the return + infection threads! rumblerain does not know granite's attack took two of sun's lives and is claiming to have taken another<3