Quietpaw
Shadowclan apprentice
Purrks: Mind reader(permanently active) and Shadow fiend(inactive)
Who knew a single, meaningless death could cause so much conflict in her world. But that death wasn't meaningless...in fact it was the exact opposite. A life gone...her mother's life gone...gone from hers. No, Lostspark didn't deserve the title of mother anymore. In fact she never did. Mothers were supposed to care for their children and be there for them...most importantly they needed to be truthful. Lostspark had never met those requirements. Never shown an ounce of care for existence. And yet she foolishly kept faith that she would fulfil the promise she had made so many moons ago...'be a better mother, she said...yeah right.'
Tear stained face buried in her paws, Quietpaw layed curled in her shredded nest. She couldn't bring herself to maintain it's condition on a daily basis as she so commonly did. Shaking inhales were the only sound emitted from her withdrawn form, drowining in the darkness and bathing in melancholy. Sad? No...that wasn't the word for her current feelings...enraged? Yes. Hatred? Yes. Upset...yes... and oh how she despised it. How she despises how much pain and anger Lostspark had forsaken her with her sudden death. Quietpaw felt cheated. Cheated out of the love she'd been promised. A fake, empty promise only made to cover up a a fox heart of a cat.
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