[Fel]

Originally Posted by Nighty

Forest was trailing behind, the sickening feeling if her guilt after killing the last group of cats, still strong in her gut. It was a gut wrenching, heart aching feeling that was incredibly hard to shake. Her pale green eyes were dull and weary, not looking forwards to the next spree that Broken would have her go on. How many would it be this time? Five, like last time? Six, seven, or eight? Maybe even ten. She knew that she would have to kill some cat, some cat who had a life. Some cat who had family, who had friends, who had a life. A life that consisted of innocence and freedom. Not like hers. But they would be introduced to hers, and if she wanted to keep her growing status with Broken, she would have to end them in her life. She didn't want to. But she had to impress him. It was her way to the future, and she highly doubted that this time would be different than the last times. Killing, killing and more killing. That was all Broke Had taught her to do so far. She just wished that one day she could learn something different. And unfortunately for Forest, her killing days were not over, and she was not in the least expected the sight that awaited her through a pair of holly bushes.

Forest was met by the site of her formidable trainer hold just one cat in his jaws. At first she was feeling better. Only one more life to be taken. That was until she smelled the scent of the cat, the fur color, the eyes, the scared expression. The smell of Windclan radiated off of the small she cat who looked about the same age as her. No, this cat was exactly the same age as her. They were born in the same nest, on the same day, in the same litter. This was none other than her sister Brindlepaw standing before her, out on the slaughter list that Broken had made up. She took a step back, appalled by the sight. She couldn't do this, she wouldn't. Even though this was the sister that had betrayed her and her family, they were still blood related, and plus, she felt closest to Brindle. It was the closest thing she had come to in a normal family relationship. "I-I Broken I can't kill her she's my si-" and Broken had let go, Brindle had ran off. The Ebony she cat did not finish her sentence, knowing that would make matters worse. I have to catch her, and let her know I'm not going to kill her, without letting Broken know. she thought hurriedly. Thinking fast she forced her paws to move, tearing off after the rustling undergrowth as she hunted her sister. What would she do when she caught her? She couldn't kill her, and she knew that if she couldn't kill Brindle, then Broken most certainly would. She had seen him do it before. She had to get them out of this safely.

"...Leave me alone!" Brindlepaw screeched, her claws unsheathing and digging into the ground under her paws, trying to get away as quickly as she could. Her eyes were bright with anger, and the thought of having been betrayed like this, by her own sister. I trusted you! I trusted you, and you let him steal me from my home, all the way back here, where this... demon resides? A chill blew up her spine as she merely thought about Singenight- a murderer who she'd spent her entire life trying to get away from, to make herself seen as a kinder, more benevolent cat than her father would ever be. She despised him, and though she'd thought her sister was different, it seemed like that wouldn't be the case. "I thought that you were my sister! That you were the only cat in our terrible family who really cared about me, that you were different from everyone else! You're no different from your mother and your father, and you're not my sister!" She screeched, her voice hoarse as she came to a sudden stop, her breath heaving as her fur bristled in anger, in distrust. "You took me from the only thing that I've wanted to be with- my clan- just so you could kill me! You're a murderer, and I can't trust you anymore than I can trust the rest of this family, who has left me for dead all of these moons!"