Post by Dragon on May 5, 2009 1:04:56 GMT -5
Bramblefire limped in, her silver muzzle bowed to the ground and she looked around slowly her eyes bleary and clouded over.
Her head tilted, and she sat down creakily her long crooked tail laid gently over her small paws. The she-cats aged face smiled serenely at the younger cats.
Her peaceable face was opposite of her brother's battle scarred traits and ways. Bramblefire's soft eyes looked out into the dark forest and slowly she stood again.
Her smile dropped into a grimace as she thought she saw her lost daughter's black and white fur and wryly green eyes. She shook her head and turned around.
Bramblefire's nicked ear flicked, and her heart swelled with a new feeling of foreboding and she began to thought her once sensible mind had abandoned her. The elderly she-cat shuttered and took to her paws again.
As if in a trance she padded into the dark forest limping the entire way. Her head was cocked to the side and her eyes blank and without knowing where she was going.
The old she-cat, carried by her lost memories, wandered aimlessly through the dark forest. The visions of her dead mate glittering in every shadow she passed. The rowdy grin of her dead father and the gentle caresses of her lost mother. Every sense of her past laid out in front of her.
She remembered the terrifying memories of running for her life when her joints weren't as stiff and creaky. The blood red eyes staring down at her as she could only watch as her mate was slain at her paws. Then, more things flashed before her eyes lovely kittens with youthful faces without a care. She remembered her little half-siblings who were but apprentices.
The forest was getting deeper into unfamiliar territory that had its own dangers and horrors but she couldn't stop her wandering mind from carrying her anywhere her memories led her.
Bramblefire's paws seemed to struggle more as the terrain got steeper and not as shadowed with trees. Only rocks and tussocks of grass provided and shelter and only then did she feel the sense of danger and she stopped in her tracks.
The eyes that were burning into the back her head were intense and focused but she was old and didn't understand all that was going on anymore. "I'm tired. The sun is gone, and I'm to tired to go on." She laid down where she was standing, her soft green eyes closing to be welcomed with deep sleep.
The moon glowed above and soon the old cat roused herself to the sound of oncoming pawsteps. Her kindly face lifted with a friendly smile and she looked around her but the sound had stopped and nothing was there.
Her memories haunted her again and she heaved herself to her paws and shifted trying to sooth the ache of her bones. Faint paw steps on the ground came again, as faint as a mouse's beating heart. But Bramblefire could hear them with her unaffected hearing. The she-cats mind was coming back to her and she began to be scared.
Bramblefire's head turned backwards her soft green eyes glowing in the moonlight. The steady paw steps seemed to intensify and her heart raced in terror. She cursed her foolishness and her old age. The elder's breath quickened and she whirled around to see a dark face.
"Bramblefire!" whispered Badgerstar quickly, his fur puffed out in fear. "We NEED to get out of here!"
"Badgerstar!" She cried in relief and she sank to her side again. "I'm to tired and old to go back to camp...let me sleep." Her eyes narrowed as if she was going to sleep.
"Dear sister!" the ginger furred leader meowed urgently, "We can't sleep now, when we get back to camp you can sleep for a moon!" He nudged her side vigorously trying to ger her to stand, "Please!"
"No...Badgerstar...go away..." Her eyes narrowed at him, "Are you Owlstar? No... you're Badgerstar...now go away..." Then,the screech of a mountain cat tore through the night air and her head whipped upward in horror. She tried to stand quickly but her bones were stiff with age and she was slow to stand before a cat larger then any before. It looked as if it was sent by the dark forest itself.
Badgerstar shrieked and grabbed Bramblefire by the scruff and started to drag her. "Come on!" He yowled in terror but she could not go as fast him with his youth of leadership.
The old tabby she-cat stumbled and fell and couldn't keep up. She twisted her neck backwards staring at the horrible cat that was hurtling toward her and she tried to crawl away but she felt claws rip into her hind legs and the blood poured from the wounds and she screeched in pain and fear.
Badgerstar charged at the cougar and jumped at its face clawing and snarling. He locked his jaws onto the cat's ear and dragged his hind claws into it's muzzle. The wild cat screeched and released his claws from Badgerstar's sisters legs who struggled to regain her paws.
Bramblefire cried in pain and dragged herself feebly a little farther and tried to use her hind legs but long gashes had cut the tendons and she moaned and collapsed once more.
The wild cat hooked it's wicked claws onto Badgerstar's back and threw him off. The mountain cat was snarling and now in a rage. Hot blood dribbled into the Cougar's eyes and he shook his head and bounded toward Bramblefire once more.
Owlstar's son raced forward ignoring the pain in his back and heaved his sister farther and turned around to whip out at the Cougar his hooked claws slashed across the pink nose and blood poured out through the wound.
Bramblefire lay on her side, her breath coming in quick shallow gasps. Her eyes were wide with terror and she didn't dare move like an abandoned kit in the snow. Her old body quaked at her injuries.
He shrieked and tried to stumble to his paws as blood poured from the gaping wound. He collapsed to the ground his paws twitching and his mouth agape as his dark green eyes went blank with the light of Starclan. He could see the spirits around him, taking a life.
Bramblefire cried, "Badgerstar!" She tried to come to her paws again but she could not grip the ground her struggles losing their will to keep going. She couldn't keep fighting and she laid down watching at the Cougar came closer. "Kill me then." She hissed quietly, "I will be happy with my mate and daughter." she snarled.
A sardonic expression was on the creatures face and it leaped into Brambelfire dragging it's claws across her shoulder and side. It's yellow teeth locked onto her throat and seemed as solid as stone as the elderly she-cat trashed about with all her might. But it was over as soon as the devil cat had its teeth in her, and the blood pooled around her head and body the soft gleam in her eyes fading.
Badgerstar staggered to his paws once more, his green eyes wide with horror and he shrieked in shock. He charged and clung to the Cougar's throat using tooth and claw to tare a vein or to cut open it's air way. It was enough to have the Cougar lift its bloodstained face and swat away it's opponent. Badgerstar swelled with rage his vision clouding for a moment, he roared and attacked again trying to save what little life his sister still had. She was all he had left of his family.
The cougar snarled and flicked away the ferocious leader away and backed away his teeth bared. It had clearly found such a small meal to much work to continue and it quickly bounded away. Bramblefire could feel the blood that was around her. The rancid stench of it all, and steadily it pumped. Her old heart was slowly killing her with its steady beat. Her eyes rolled into her head but she tried to remain alive for a few moments longer to set her eyes on her loyal brother.
"Badgerstar...?" She rasped, her breathing shallow and watery. Her eyes glittered with stars and she could see her dead father, Owlstar, and her loving mate, Rabbitfoot. Coming toward her, beckoning her spirit to lift away and join them in the stars with everlasting youth and prosperity. "Badgerstar...?" she moaned.
Badgerstar rushed to his sister's side, licking her gaping wounds gently. "Its okay, Bramblefire... you'll be okay..." She looked straight into her eyes, and he tried to keep the doubt from his own dark green eyes.
The dying she-cat smiled kindly at her brother, and purred softly her voice faltered. "Thank you, Badgerstar." She whispered, "But no one lives forever...I'm sorry..." Her head dropped to the side her eyes closed for the last time.
"No...No. NO. NO!" Badgerstar cried nudging her limp head with his nose, "You can't leave me! Oh dear, Starclan! Your all I have!" He dropped his head, and tears streamed down his scarred face. "No... why you... the most gentle cat in the forest... why you..." He was racked by painful sobs as he groomed her bloody fur. "Serpentclan and Riverclan shall remember you, our mother would've been proud of you and we knew our father was..."
He gently lifted her off the ground and began to return her to their life long camp for mourning. He would alert Acornfur and Voletooth who lived in Moonclan. And just after they had gotten over dear Pinetwig's death. He wasn't sure how they would handle it...
Her head tilted, and she sat down creakily her long crooked tail laid gently over her small paws. The she-cats aged face smiled serenely at the younger cats.
Her peaceable face was opposite of her brother's battle scarred traits and ways. Bramblefire's soft eyes looked out into the dark forest and slowly she stood again.
Her smile dropped into a grimace as she thought she saw her lost daughter's black and white fur and wryly green eyes. She shook her head and turned around.
Bramblefire's nicked ear flicked, and her heart swelled with a new feeling of foreboding and she began to thought her once sensible mind had abandoned her. The elderly she-cat shuttered and took to her paws again.
As if in a trance she padded into the dark forest limping the entire way. Her head was cocked to the side and her eyes blank and without knowing where she was going.
The old she-cat, carried by her lost memories, wandered aimlessly through the dark forest. The visions of her dead mate glittering in every shadow she passed. The rowdy grin of her dead father and the gentle caresses of her lost mother. Every sense of her past laid out in front of her.
She remembered the terrifying memories of running for her life when her joints weren't as stiff and creaky. The blood red eyes staring down at her as she could only watch as her mate was slain at her paws. Then, more things flashed before her eyes lovely kittens with youthful faces without a care. She remembered her little half-siblings who were but apprentices.
The forest was getting deeper into unfamiliar territory that had its own dangers and horrors but she couldn't stop her wandering mind from carrying her anywhere her memories led her.
Bramblefire's paws seemed to struggle more as the terrain got steeper and not as shadowed with trees. Only rocks and tussocks of grass provided and shelter and only then did she feel the sense of danger and she stopped in her tracks.
The eyes that were burning into the back her head were intense and focused but she was old and didn't understand all that was going on anymore. "I'm tired. The sun is gone, and I'm to tired to go on." She laid down where she was standing, her soft green eyes closing to be welcomed with deep sleep.
The moon glowed above and soon the old cat roused herself to the sound of oncoming pawsteps. Her kindly face lifted with a friendly smile and she looked around her but the sound had stopped and nothing was there.
Her memories haunted her again and she heaved herself to her paws and shifted trying to sooth the ache of her bones. Faint paw steps on the ground came again, as faint as a mouse's beating heart. But Bramblefire could hear them with her unaffected hearing. The she-cats mind was coming back to her and she began to be scared.
Bramblefire's head turned backwards her soft green eyes glowing in the moonlight. The steady paw steps seemed to intensify and her heart raced in terror. She cursed her foolishness and her old age. The elder's breath quickened and she whirled around to see a dark face.
"Bramblefire!" whispered Badgerstar quickly, his fur puffed out in fear. "We NEED to get out of here!"
"Badgerstar!" She cried in relief and she sank to her side again. "I'm to tired and old to go back to camp...let me sleep." Her eyes narrowed as if she was going to sleep.
"Dear sister!" the ginger furred leader meowed urgently, "We can't sleep now, when we get back to camp you can sleep for a moon!" He nudged her side vigorously trying to ger her to stand, "Please!"
"No...Badgerstar...go away..." Her eyes narrowed at him, "Are you Owlstar? No... you're Badgerstar...now go away..." Then,the screech of a mountain cat tore through the night air and her head whipped upward in horror. She tried to stand quickly but her bones were stiff with age and she was slow to stand before a cat larger then any before. It looked as if it was sent by the dark forest itself.
Badgerstar shrieked and grabbed Bramblefire by the scruff and started to drag her. "Come on!" He yowled in terror but she could not go as fast him with his youth of leadership.
The old tabby she-cat stumbled and fell and couldn't keep up. She twisted her neck backwards staring at the horrible cat that was hurtling toward her and she tried to crawl away but she felt claws rip into her hind legs and the blood poured from the wounds and she screeched in pain and fear.
Badgerstar charged at the cougar and jumped at its face clawing and snarling. He locked his jaws onto the cat's ear and dragged his hind claws into it's muzzle. The wild cat screeched and released his claws from Badgerstar's sisters legs who struggled to regain her paws.
Bramblefire cried in pain and dragged herself feebly a little farther and tried to use her hind legs but long gashes had cut the tendons and she moaned and collapsed once more.
The wild cat hooked it's wicked claws onto Badgerstar's back and threw him off. The mountain cat was snarling and now in a rage. Hot blood dribbled into the Cougar's eyes and he shook his head and bounded toward Bramblefire once more.
Owlstar's son raced forward ignoring the pain in his back and heaved his sister farther and turned around to whip out at the Cougar his hooked claws slashed across the pink nose and blood poured out through the wound.
Bramblefire lay on her side, her breath coming in quick shallow gasps. Her eyes were wide with terror and she didn't dare move like an abandoned kit in the snow. Her old body quaked at her injuries.
He shrieked and tried to stumble to his paws as blood poured from the gaping wound. He collapsed to the ground his paws twitching and his mouth agape as his dark green eyes went blank with the light of Starclan. He could see the spirits around him, taking a life.
Bramblefire cried, "Badgerstar!" She tried to come to her paws again but she could not grip the ground her struggles losing their will to keep going. She couldn't keep fighting and she laid down watching at the Cougar came closer. "Kill me then." She hissed quietly, "I will be happy with my mate and daughter." she snarled.
A sardonic expression was on the creatures face and it leaped into Brambelfire dragging it's claws across her shoulder and side. It's yellow teeth locked onto her throat and seemed as solid as stone as the elderly she-cat trashed about with all her might. But it was over as soon as the devil cat had its teeth in her, and the blood pooled around her head and body the soft gleam in her eyes fading.
Badgerstar staggered to his paws once more, his green eyes wide with horror and he shrieked in shock. He charged and clung to the Cougar's throat using tooth and claw to tare a vein or to cut open it's air way. It was enough to have the Cougar lift its bloodstained face and swat away it's opponent. Badgerstar swelled with rage his vision clouding for a moment, he roared and attacked again trying to save what little life his sister still had. She was all he had left of his family.
The cougar snarled and flicked away the ferocious leader away and backed away his teeth bared. It had clearly found such a small meal to much work to continue and it quickly bounded away. Bramblefire could feel the blood that was around her. The rancid stench of it all, and steadily it pumped. Her old heart was slowly killing her with its steady beat. Her eyes rolled into her head but she tried to remain alive for a few moments longer to set her eyes on her loyal brother.
"Badgerstar...?" She rasped, her breathing shallow and watery. Her eyes glittered with stars and she could see her dead father, Owlstar, and her loving mate, Rabbitfoot. Coming toward her, beckoning her spirit to lift away and join them in the stars with everlasting youth and prosperity. "Badgerstar...?" she moaned.
Badgerstar rushed to his sister's side, licking her gaping wounds gently. "Its okay, Bramblefire... you'll be okay..." She looked straight into her eyes, and he tried to keep the doubt from his own dark green eyes.
The dying she-cat smiled kindly at her brother, and purred softly her voice faltered. "Thank you, Badgerstar." She whispered, "But no one lives forever...I'm sorry..." Her head dropped to the side her eyes closed for the last time.
"No...No. NO. NO!" Badgerstar cried nudging her limp head with his nose, "You can't leave me! Oh dear, Starclan! Your all I have!" He dropped his head, and tears streamed down his scarred face. "No... why you... the most gentle cat in the forest... why you..." He was racked by painful sobs as he groomed her bloody fur. "Serpentclan and Riverclan shall remember you, our mother would've been proud of you and we knew our father was..."
He gently lifted her off the ground and began to return her to their life long camp for mourning. He would alert Acornfur and Voletooth who lived in Moonclan. And just after they had gotten over dear Pinetwig's death. He wasn't sure how they would handle it...
