star-forsaken [ bumble ]

[melonpaw]

Ever since her mother was exiled, shes been bitter, so bitter, angry, angry at Dandelion, angry at Soot, angry at the lead warriors and Dusk. Angry at the world, and if she wasn't practically camp bound then she would have left long ago. If she didn't have Bumble, or Lemon. The moonlight lights up the moors and shes beyond pissed as she attempts to mimic a stalking motion, limping in an odd fashion. Her leg will never work again, shes faced it, they didn't even let her mother stay to help train Dandelion, so he'd never ever be able to heal her (she puts a lot of faith in her mother, she knows her mama would do anything).

She doesn't know how long shes limped from camp, but she can't see it anymore and shes left in the middle of nowhere with blowing winds and rippling waves of tall grass. It only makes her anger worse, irrationally so as she feels tears prick at the corners of her eyes. Shes nothing but dead weight now, and she understands why mama wouldn't let them follow, but it still hurts. She misses her, misses the way her tongue would rasp her head, misses the way she'd murmur that she wqas loved. It certainly didn't feel like that anymore.

It becomes so much, too much, and Melon bursts in to a scream. "Va te faire foutre!" she screams and screams until her voice is hoarse, then repeats it, angry gaze cast toward the starry bastards that hung on their high horse in the stupid sky. "V- Va-" she goes to repeat herself before finally bursting in to tears, in pain, agony, both physically and emotionally. She'll never heal, she'll never be able to walk fully, never, never, placing her head in her paws. She was gonna be useless, useless, useless her whole life. It wasn't fair.

// @BUMBLEPAW.
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"speech"​

 

[BUMBLEBREEZE.]

if there was one wish he had, right at this moment, it was for him and his siblings to be reunited with their mother, far far far away from windclan. bumblepaw shares a lot of the same anger that melonpaw has ( though most of it is directed at himself. if he was stronger, maybe he wouldn't have lost an eye. if he was stronger, then perhaps his mother would still be here. if he was stronger... ), just for different reasons... and bumblepaw didn't dare to speak out on his frustrations. he wanted to, stars knew it, but he had to be stronger than that for lemonpaw, and melonpaw. he had to be the big brother he promised his mama so long ago that he would be. but even knowing where his siblings were, he wanted to take their pain away and he couldn't. it left a void in his heart... along with other things. he blames himself and he wishes he didn't sometimes.

he is anxious at this moment. call it what you want, but its not an unforeign feeling to the tom, and suddenly he is awake, standing in his nest and looking over his siblings' sleeping forms- wait. he was counting one head. one cat. a tom cat. lemonpaw... but where was melonpaw? his stomach twisted and he quickly made his way from his nest, and out of camp, doing his best to get around without bumping into anything. he could do this... he had to. for melonpaw... wherever she was.

he followed her scent, shivering slightly as the wind picked up, his brows furrowing as he suddenly heard her shouting towards the sky. her voice quickly became hoarse before painful sobs followed. he felt his heart break in that very moment, and he picked up his pace almosy immediately.

"petite sœur?"

his voice is slightly raspy ( he doesnt think he will ever get used to how he sounds ), clearing his throat as if that would help. he knew it wouldn't.

"oh... melonpaw."

bumblepaw embraces his younger sister, tongue dragging over her cheeks to clear her tears.

"i don't wanna ask if you're okay, you're clearly not. so i'll just ask... do you wanna talk about it?"
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[ WISH I COULD TURN YOU BACK INTO A STRANGER ]​