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Originally Posted by wren

Sugarsnow
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She was ok. She was ok. Alone. But ok. It had been a few weeks now, maybe moons, she’d lost track of time really. Wandering for however long out in the great unknown was bound to make you go crazy. Nothing but rocks and trees and more rocks and more trees to keep you company. It wouldn't have taken much more time to make her go loony. So fishers point was a blessing sent from starclan.

Sugar had spent a day or so here, it was nice to rest knowing you had the safety of numbers. It allowed her time to think for the first time since the shelter. It was more so a curse then a blessing. You see walking straight for days really tired you out, you didn’t have time to think. You didn’t have time to absorb. You just walked. But now she was sitting here curled up in a crusty blanket, dirty, hungry and clinging to the brief wisps of Softbears scent that clung to the little collar she held in her mouth.

She’d held onto that stupid thing like her life depended on it.. but it just wasn’t enough. It snapped and they took him. They took him from her. Sugar blinked a few times not allowing herself the release of a tear. It wasn’t ladylike to lose composure in front of others one wasn’t aquatinted with was it.. not at all.

@Romulus

Dog hadnt felt so alone amongst so many cats in... moons. It felt like Shadowclan again; everycat too scared to let their guards down, or battered to the point they simply couldn't for survival. But she wasn't alone, she ahd companions with her constantly; her little unborn pups. Yes, pups! She was named Dog, they were going to be named Pups. Her usual name was like a badge of owner-- or a warning sign, depending.

Her claimed territory was a small shed, a nest inside made of old netting that had the faint smell of fish upon it. Apart of her lied and said it was Bumbles smell, his new scent, but at the end of the day she was alone.

Dog found herself perched outside the small discarded shed, watching the world go by as the cats wondered and mingled. Maybe... she should mingle too? Her green gaze picked up on the ghostly appearance of the silver tabby and her heart skipped a beat. But it did that with all mollies.