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Originally Posted by Gemini
She could hear his yelp she wanted to pull away ; and luckily he did first she stood there as he became more defensive her eyes sinking deep into her face. A dark look washing over her eyes, “it doesn’t matter?” She snarled “You’ve never had your own mother come to your apprentice ceremony.,” She narrowed her eyes “yet when you were named she only chanted for your sister,” she hissed at him “you’ve never had your father tell you that.. that.” She paused in anger “YOU ARE NOTHING! THAT YOU WOULD NEVER BE MORE THEN A RUNT.” She yowled at him. She was too far into the dark forest to turn back now. She wanted to break into tears as she saw him lie down, she could feel the shaking rattling her bones. Shakily she sprung into the air, her eyes were closed. She just wanted to make this whole thing end, and she knew what she had to do, but she could never do it. |
Laying on the ground, Windystar never felt more vulnerable, out of control, more unleaderlike than he had ever been. His eyes flickered open as the feline talked, full amber hues shining with unshed tears. He didn’t dare move. Moonpaw was full of the Dark Forest lies, fueling her and pushing her. That would have been fine, if it wasn’t pushing her IN THE WRONG DIRECTION ENTIRELY. He hissed. "Prove to them then!" he challenged, attempting to harden his voice but failing miserably. Instead, his emotion poured out as it usually did. Anger, pity, sadness, and... fear. He was afraid. Yes, he had 8 lives left but what if Moonpaw didn’t stop? Would he ever see Milkweed again? "You can tell everyone you took a leader’s life. Is that good enough?" Okay, now he was visibly shivering. Moonpaw wouldn’t be reasoned with. This was the only way, right?