[wren]

@.:Blue Wishes:.
( poor slugger )


Breath streaked up between the latter jaws of a thunderclan warrior, his long silky fur snagging on branches as he ran whilst his tail streamed widely behind him. His breath was frantic- scared while his paws drummed against the hollow earth. The sun was gone, it had gone down hours ago by his speculation and the one night he had decided to doze off mid camp he found himself in the same place again. Running away from his past with night terrors that seemed to grapple onto his mind and refuse to let him free. He was terrified,
It all seemed so real and than again maybe it was still real. Still there. Waiting for him. Slugbones ran faster excessing the muscle in his legs to its max as he sprinted for his life. There was nothing but fear, the scent of fear was blinding, caught on everything he ran by let alone the fact he sounded like a badger stumbling through the foliage. The tom darted for the border,
They can't get me there, they can't follow me, they won't follow me!
As a log lay ahead in his path he bunched his muscles soaring clean over with one swell jump twisting his agile body to the side to
Avoid slamming into one of the branches still attached. He could smell riverclan ahead.. It was so close and yet so far at the same time.
He would drown himself, yes when he was dead they couldn't find him even if that's what they wanted. They would leave his head once and for all because he wouldn't be here. Untouchable. He sped up despite feeling an increasing pain on his front shoulder and hind legs, he was numb but still felt the hot blod pumping out through fresh cuts. He didn't care in a minute or two it
Wouldn't matter. He ran faster, pushing harder, panting and looking dead ahead. That's when out of nowhere something snagged his front foot which caused him to cry out in horror. The momentum carried him forward doing a full somersault and slamming into the hillside before rolling down to the base of the small dry creek sending a cascade of pebbles after him. He lay like
This crumpled against the smooth river stones collecting dust as it settled and losing blood. His eyes where wide but his body was shut down, full of shock. He couldn't move. His eye where fixed on the thunderclan border. He had crossed sucessfuly and they wouldn't dare follow him out of the shadows.
His wounds stung from the fall and his fur was damp with sweat and sticking out in all directions while a tricks like of blood streaked from his nose.
He was safe, he was free, and he was alone...