Post by Deleted on Dec 14, 2014 11:37:22 GMT
Shaken by nightmares, Flamestar woke up trembling and breathless. The cold of leaf-bare bit him like a badger's jaw ! And yet, it was just the beginning of leaf-bare... This season was the coldest he ever knew and the red tom wondered when the first case of greencough would declare itself. The game became scarce, and the Thunderclan leader could only watch his peers becoming more and more thin. He got up and left his foam litter to go out. When he peeked his head out his den, some cats looked in his direction, waiting for a good new. But Flamestar had nothing to bring them. His clanmates lowered their heads, disappointed. The flame-colored pelt cat sat down on the Highledge and he let wander his gaze on the top of the cliff. He was just came back from the Moonpool, where he recieved his nine lives and his leader's name, one day ago. All this pressure on his shoulders... Fortunately, he could count on Mouse-ear, his deputy.
The Ripplestar's death was always in his mind, her light gray fur lying on the shore of the lake, Pineclaw right next to her. His own brother let his leader, his mentor, his friend die to hurt him, to make him feel all the sorrow that he felt when Lightningtail was crashed by a monster during a fight between Flamestar and him, so moons ago.
Now, Pineclaw wasn't his brother anymore, but his enemy.
The Ripplestar's death was always in his mind, her light gray fur lying on the shore of the lake, Pineclaw right next to her. His own brother let his leader, his mentor, his friend die to hurt him, to make him feel all the sorrow that he felt when Lightningtail was crashed by a monster during a fight between Flamestar and him, so moons ago.
Now, Pineclaw wasn't his brother anymore, but his enemy.
