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Originally Posted by Killer of Madness
The she cat stepped in, her eyes wide. It was her first gathering! The apprentice sighed. She didn't have friends. The she cat laid down, closing her eyes. "No one will talk to a thing like me..A waste...A mistake.. No one will care for me... no one... j-just no one..." Tears fell down her cheek. "Why? WHy though? I try and try.. I try to be nice.. I try to be funny...But all I do... are hurt others.... I killed my sister... I killed my brother... I..." She looked to the sky. "I KILLED EVERYONE I LOVE" She wailed. @ fresh
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[ sorry for the delay! school sucks ]
A feline who smelled strongly of ThunderClan was making her way through the crowded area of the Gathering, her ears pointed and alert. Her tortoiseshell pelt seemed to gleam in the full moonlight, and her head was high. By a simple glance you could tell this cat held herself to a high standard, and she wasn't one to be messed with. Especially on a night like this. Oh, how these peasants annoyed her, with their constant bickering over who was better. It was obvious who the best one was. They didn't need to argue about it. Why can't they just fall in line behind me instead of arguing over what Clan is best? No Clan is best. I'm the best. Everyone knows it. The white tortoiseshell sniffed in disgust. Her thoughts were soon interrupted, however, by a loud yowl of a young she-cat. She looked down, obviously irritated by the way her ears flicked and her tail swayed. Her eyes were dismissive as she glared down upon the distressed apprentice. "Look, kitten, I may have ears, but that does not mean I'd like them to be wailed into." She raised her head back up to its usual posture. "Apologize."