- Nov 27, 2023
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It was late, way past bedtime. Most were already alseep and Lividpaw should have been as well. But movements outside had disturbed the apprentice peaceful slumber. Instead of ignoring it he decided to head out to investigate all because of the familiar scent. He knew who was lurking outside already. When he stepped out from the den his suspection turned out to be correct. Lividpaw watched his father lurk around in camp almost invincible to the eye thanks to his dark pelt that fitted in so well with the black night. Crawlingheart was heading towards the exit of camp on stealthy paws like he was running away from something or maybe he did not wish to get caught in the act, or what he was about to do.
" Father, what are you doing out here so late?" Lividpaw called his fathers odd behavior out knowing very well his father was suppose to be up early tomorrow for the dawn patrol. It was not like them either to sneak around at night. Crawlingheart flinched as they stopped, his head not turning around to meet his son. There was a long moment of silence before the warrior eventually confessed. " I cannot stay here anymore. " The truth came out and Lividpaw stood still in his place just watching, remaining silent as somebody else arrived beside him. Lividpaw didn't need to look to know who it was. He just acknowledged his brothers presence with a twitch of his ear. Turned out he was not the only one who had been easily woken up that night. What an odd concidence.
" I'm becoming someone i never wished to be..." their father contunied, like he was expecting some sort of sympathy, or pity perhaps even. When their father finally turned around to face the two, his offsprings he could only look at Lividpaw. Something he paid close attention to. Almost in shame they looked. Crawlingheart looked at them straight in the eye. " I know i've not been a good father but living in the same place as that snakehearted rat!! it's not good for me. I know i can be better then this...that's why i've decided to leave because there's no room for me here anymore." It was perfectly clear that his father sought some sort of sympathy now, like an excuse to his behavior to how he had acted all this months. In truth he couldn't really see any real sign of guilt or remorse in this ice cold orange eyes. Just an hurt pride, a tom who thought he had been wronged and saw no real error to his wrong doings. Lividpaw had never expected them to go down this path though.What about everything they had taught him?, about everything he had been put through up until now?. The reason behind his name.
Why the change of heart?.
Something didn't add up. Lividpaw knew there was a missing piece here which left him puzzled. He cast a side glance at his brother who stood unusually still and quiet, the scars on his face evidently clear from where he stood. Lividpaw focused back on his father and in the end of it all he only had one thing to say. " So you're leaving us to become a rogue?." he wasn't sure if he was asking that for his sake or his brother but he doubted it even mattered.
" You can come with me if you like. We can leave this place far behind us and never look back." Such promising words. Crawlingheart looked to even mean them like he actually cared. Like he honestly thought he even for a second would consider it. But that wouldn't do. Basilpaw might have been one who would have thrown himself at this opportunity but Lividpaw would not. Because he had not forgotten, was not being as foolish to be living in a delusional lie. This was in fact good news. A plot twist to his future plans for sure. Birds. He had always envied them. They could spread out their wings and go wherever they wished. Lividpaw had wanted the same thing. All this time he had just been playing along to fit into a role until he find a way to break his way out, to gain his own wings to fly. Now he saw an opportunity for that to actually happening.
" Leave with you? and live out my days in shame?." why would he do that for?. Aha, that was actually laughtable. and here Lividpaw was never one who saw the humour in things. For once in his life Lividpaw did not have to think before he spoke, to think his words carefully over because soon his so called father would no longer be a shadowclanner and so he did not have to watch his tongue. " If you wanna live out your days as a traitor be my guest but you're not taking me down with you." He was not going to become another Vulturemask, to follow the steps of the ones before him especially his own father.
His eyes then turned cold, darker as his next set of words left his lips. " But mark my words next time - if i ever see you again i will treat you like a rogue and rip out your throat." His threats were cast with cold blooded venom, and it was just so freeing to spat them out. No longer did he need to treat them like an warrior, a superior who was above them. To act polite and obident. He wonderd how it would feel like to have his fathers blood on his maw and paws - something he had been thinking alot about. If i ever get a chance, he had always thought with the potential reality of them not standing on the same side. Now his sinister fantasy might become true in the end.
Crawlingheart took a step back, eyes showing a sign of fear as he faced his son's malicious glare. Time was running out their conversation for sure having awoken some curious ears to come out to watch the showdown. Lividpaw would wait to see what would happen next, while Basilpaw remained still and uncharacteristic quiet during this whole encounter like a ghost...
" Father, what are you doing out here so late?" Lividpaw called his fathers odd behavior out knowing very well his father was suppose to be up early tomorrow for the dawn patrol. It was not like them either to sneak around at night. Crawlingheart flinched as they stopped, his head not turning around to meet his son. There was a long moment of silence before the warrior eventually confessed. " I cannot stay here anymore. " The truth came out and Lividpaw stood still in his place just watching, remaining silent as somebody else arrived beside him. Lividpaw didn't need to look to know who it was. He just acknowledged his brothers presence with a twitch of his ear. Turned out he was not the only one who had been easily woken up that night. What an odd concidence.
" I'm becoming someone i never wished to be..." their father contunied, like he was expecting some sort of sympathy, or pity perhaps even. When their father finally turned around to face the two, his offsprings he could only look at Lividpaw. Something he paid close attention to. Almost in shame they looked. Crawlingheart looked at them straight in the eye. " I know i've not been a good father but living in the same place as that snakehearted rat!! it's not good for me. I know i can be better then this...that's why i've decided to leave because there's no room for me here anymore." It was perfectly clear that his father sought some sort of sympathy now, like an excuse to his behavior to how he had acted all this months. In truth he couldn't really see any real sign of guilt or remorse in this ice cold orange eyes. Just an hurt pride, a tom who thought he had been wronged and saw no real error to his wrong doings. Lividpaw had never expected them to go down this path though.What about everything they had taught him?, about everything he had been put through up until now?. The reason behind his name.
Why the change of heart?.
Something didn't add up. Lividpaw knew there was a missing piece here which left him puzzled. He cast a side glance at his brother who stood unusually still and quiet, the scars on his face evidently clear from where he stood. Lividpaw focused back on his father and in the end of it all he only had one thing to say. " So you're leaving us to become a rogue?." he wasn't sure if he was asking that for his sake or his brother but he doubted it even mattered.
" You can come with me if you like. We can leave this place far behind us and never look back." Such promising words. Crawlingheart looked to even mean them like he actually cared. Like he honestly thought he even for a second would consider it. But that wouldn't do. Basilpaw might have been one who would have thrown himself at this opportunity but Lividpaw would not. Because he had not forgotten, was not being as foolish to be living in a delusional lie. This was in fact good news. A plot twist to his future plans for sure. Birds. He had always envied them. They could spread out their wings and go wherever they wished. Lividpaw had wanted the same thing. All this time he had just been playing along to fit into a role until he find a way to break his way out, to gain his own wings to fly. Now he saw an opportunity for that to actually happening.
" Leave with you? and live out my days in shame?." why would he do that for?. Aha, that was actually laughtable. and here Lividpaw was never one who saw the humour in things. For once in his life Lividpaw did not have to think before he spoke, to think his words carefully over because soon his so called father would no longer be a shadowclanner and so he did not have to watch his tongue. " If you wanna live out your days as a traitor be my guest but you're not taking me down with you." He was not going to become another Vulturemask, to follow the steps of the ones before him especially his own father.
His eyes then turned cold, darker as his next set of words left his lips. " But mark my words next time - if i ever see you again i will treat you like a rogue and rip out your throat." His threats were cast with cold blooded venom, and it was just so freeing to spat them out. No longer did he need to treat them like an warrior, a superior who was above them. To act polite and obident. He wonderd how it would feel like to have his fathers blood on his maw and paws - something he had been thinking alot about. If i ever get a chance, he had always thought with the potential reality of them not standing on the same side. Now his sinister fantasy might become true in the end.
Crawlingheart took a step back, eyes showing a sign of fear as he faced his son's malicious glare. Time was running out their conversation for sure having awoken some curious ears to come out to watch the showdown. Lividpaw would wait to see what would happen next, while Basilpaw remained still and uncharacteristic quiet during this whole encounter like a ghost...
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