"Moooom, I frew up" [semi-open/please ask <33]
Firestorm Ultimate Predator: Inactive | Burn Baby Burn ___________
[Very short post, but am very tired @Rani @Estelle @Alchemist Kitsune just in case you wanted a mention for Snowy] |
Re: "Moooom, I frew up" [semi-open/please ask <33]
The tunneler had been picking over the empty prey pile with a disgruntled expression, preparing to nab cats to go out and gather more when Firestorm approached. She looked good, almost like she was glowing and it was honestly a nice change from how sad she'd been, haunting around Lightningstorm for awhile like some sad ghost. Now she was happy and bouncy again, a welcome change and a crooked grin cracked across the toms muzzle as he rose, ready to ask what'd changed of late. Then she almost turned green and Crowtooth had a moment for his expression to turn horrified before she puked. Right at his paws. Gross. The tom scrambled back and away, turning green himself as he yelped. "Oh what the hell Spit-fire?! That's disgustin'! Oh starclan 'm gonna puke-" The tom gagged, turning away and trying not to look as he tried to control his yarping, completely useless in the face of just a little bit of vomit. Blood, tears, sweat, dirt, infection, all fine for Crowtooth but when the full grown adult warrior was made to face down even a bit of vomit he crumbled like a child to the 'eeeeeeeewwwwwwww' factor. Eventually he managed to fight this down so it wasnt a chain yarp fest and the tom turned back to look at Firestorm and deliberately not look anywhere but her face. "Dear starclan what was that??? Are ya sick or somethin'? I know yer not stupid enough ta eat off prey, oh starclan are ya dyin'???" The panic was setting in now for the tom, a bit of his old paranoia of the medicine cats den due to his old illness sending immediate 'FIRESTORM IS DYING' thoughts as he fussed. He probably wasnt helping though. @Dark @Estelle @Alchemist Kitsune |
Re: "Moooom, I frew up" [semi-open/please ask <33]
https://warriorcatsonline.com/forums...ictureid=41725 | Snowybreeze | Heightened Perception [Smell] - Active | Rapid Recovery - Inactive | The Collector - Inactive The cool breeze ruffling up the gentle giant's mane as he looked towards the sky, Snowybreeze found himself lost in a blank haze as he so often did of late. He found it easier, truly, than actual thought. He had been... healing. He knew that much. His talk with his former mentor... his lovely day spent with Goldenfox after that disastrous first meeting... He'd had fun. Had let himself remove some of the weight off his shoulders ever since his Berryfrost had passed away. Taken from this world far too early, he still understood this... and yet somehow, the pain seemed easier to bare. A fact that he loathed with every fiber of his being. How could he feel any semblance of happiness after his love had perished? After he had failed being there for her in the end? It was a sickening notion, and one that he couldn't bring himself to ponder on for too long, the rage he felt at himself making him feel sick. Especially when that selfish little thought wormed its way from his mind to his heart, asking if maybe he had mourned for long enough. Because it would never be long enough. He deserved nothing, he'd always been aware of this. His time with Berryfrost had been but a window in time in which he had forgotten this... and she had paid for it. Doing anything but keep the memory of her alive and the void in his heart aware of itself was the least that he could do for her... but it was all too much, and so he spent his free time day dreaming instead. His mind on memories of his short life and the days spent with her. A sound catching his attention, Snowybreeze's glazed over eyes slowly focused back into the present, catching sight of Crowtooth fretting something dreadful over Firestorm. It had seemed like... the molly had just vomited on the ground? Oh dear, that was probably not good. Had his friend eaten something she shouldn't have? The white tom knew she could be impulsive, but he never thought her impulsive enough to eat crow food. Concern furrowing his brow, the patched warrior stood, mismatched ears perked up as he approached. His concern instantly skyrocketing as he overheard the tunneler mention the possibility that his friend was dying, he blanched, sky blue eyes growing round in fear. Swiftly, massive paws took him to the tabby, a small, anxious whine rumbling in the back of his throat as he looked her over in terror. Crowtooth's concern alongside Firestorm's illness reminded him terribly of his Berryfrost's last day with him. She had been feeling so ill. Had also had a bit of an accident, food not settling well with her. Or so he'd assumed. That had been his original goal that day. When he left without her. He'd intended to bring her back a freshly hunted rabbit... something that would sit well with her tummy... and then she was dead. He hadn't brought back a damn thing, and she had died. Was... Was Crowtooth right? Was Firestorm going to die as well?! "S-should we. Maybe. C-call. Light-Lightningstorm?" the Maine Coon mix stammered, paws fidgeting on the dirt beneath them as he flattened his ears, not trusting that weak little smile on Firestorm's lips for a second. @Dark [Firestorm] | @Rani [Crowtooth] | @Estelle [Silverpaw] |
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Firestorm Ultimate Predator: Inactive | Burn Baby Burn | Monkey’s Paw ___________
[ @Rani @Alchemist Kitsune @Estelle I’m so sorry for this being so late. I have unfortunately been struggling to remain healthy, so if any of you would like to drop out fo this, I understand. Additionally this is all over the place but my brain gave up about halfway through, so here :skull:] |
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