[graves]

Originally Posted by Ludicrous Lunacy

[ @woly ]

Only cowards and fools run. But then again, aren't I the most foolish of us all? That was all that ran through Remorapaw's head as they ran through the trees of ThunderClan. There was too much darkness in camp. They couldn't breath there. They couldn't breathe. The air was to dark with the fears that didn't exist and the horrors that weren't there. They just kept running. Running faster than they knew they could, even though nobody would follow them. They flew over the ground so swiftly they didn't realize their paws crossing the border. Remora kept going, over pine cones and pine needles. Their olive eyes tearing from dust that hit their eyes and the twisting of their stomach, they didn't see the log. They didn't see the branch as it fell until they were on the ground, agony gripping their paw which they could see in the edge of their vision to be bent at a horrible angle, and they could feel the white hot pain in their body from the rips that had been snapped like twigs by the tree. And, minor in comparison, they could taste the blood from their nose, trickling over their mouth, before the word faded into darkness.

[ @Raine ]
Daypaw was currently picking herbs with Rainwhiskers, allowing the stems to easily be picked with their teeth and threading between their toes at the carried them. They were currently in a dandelion patch, trees near by with moss and cob webs. The thick air from rainfall made the territory look even darker, humidity in the air with shadowy pines. As much as Daypaw would never admit it verbally, they appreciated it. Their mind could turn simple shadows into huge monsters. Lack of sleep often twisted what was real and not real, hallucinations. Rain helped them keep them mentally safe. But the sound of paws hoping over the border, paws hitting needles and the thick scent of thunderclan flood Daypaws nose. Warrior apprentice instincts kicked in, fluffing out their fur and claws digging into the ground. But no. They were a med cat now. Their ear twitched at the sound of a branch falling form a tree near by, running immediately after the sound. They dropped the flowers and herbs that were in their mouth, claws digging in the ground to get to the sound. "Rain! Follow me. Leave the herbs there for now."