Post by smith on Apr 2, 2019 16:12:07 GMT
wide orange eyes blinked as the slender she-cat stalked through the pile of twoleg junk, her striped tail close to the ground as she twitched her whiskers in hopes of scenting anything that would take away her boredom. yet the only odour that filled her nose was that of waste and decay, causing her to scrunch up her nose in hopes of blocking the bitter scent.
loneliness was something the young warrior experienced often since gaining her rank, having become much more free since losing the restrictions of an apprentice's life, bound to camp and their peers within the den. often, she embraced it, taking the regular opportunity as a chance to improve upon herself and her abilities- yet, whoever said that there could never be too much of a good thing was a fool as she found herself craving the company of others the longer she spent in isolation...
but what good would company do? after all, the only thing that she had learned throughout her time of spending her days among her peers was disappointment as her efforts were pushed aside for the more impressive accomplishments of her family and denmates. all this had ever brought her was a lingering sense of self-loathing and jealousy that no matter what she did- no matter how she reacted and tried to put others down or bring herself up- was unwilling to leave her thoughts.
notes;; n/a.
tags;; this is spidergaze whoops, just realised i didn't actually mention her name in the whole post.
