Post by sabs on Sept 28, 2019 19:53:29 GMT
Thunderbird - - >
A silky tortie figure could be seen passing from the heap of disgusting twoleg garbage into the beautiful meadow that marked the border between MothClan and MistClan. She had seen her sister earlier along with two of their other Clanmates going the opposite direction, but still out of MothClan. Eveningstar was deranged and no one was doing anything about it. Not even her own father. She thought for a moment about how harsh her words had been to him, but shook the thought away. He needed a wake up call. He had been moping around ever since Bearstar's death and it was well past time for him to move on. The she-cats thoughts flickered to Hailstrike. A pang rang in her heart. No, That was moons ago. Besides, she's err...switching Clans now. At least until all of this insanity tides over. She figured Sablestar was one of the more reasonable leaders, if a little promiscuous. Yes, she decided, MistClan was her best bet. She had family in IvyClan, but it would hurt her too much to join them and be reminded of her kin back in MothClan. This was for the best, she kept convincing herself.
Her paws crunched the colorful stray leaves as she walked, not having yet crossed the border. Thunderbird hadn't yet decided what would be the best way to go about this. Sit at the border and wait for a patrol? What if Eveningstar sent cats to come after her? Would he do that? Her mind raced. Maybe she should just go into the camp, would that be too threatening? Oh mousedung, make a decision you fleabrain! She took a deep breath. Oh, how she hoped Sablestar was in a forgiving mood today. Perhaps others of her Clan had already sought refuge. They'd been here only a few moons ago, she was familiar with the camp already. She'd be fine. With that final assurance in her head, she began to pad into the meadow. Oh StarClan, please help Eveningstar find his sanity so I can come home soon...
A silky tortie figure could be seen passing from the heap of disgusting twoleg garbage into the beautiful meadow that marked the border between MothClan and MistClan. She had seen her sister earlier along with two of their other Clanmates going the opposite direction, but still out of MothClan. Eveningstar was deranged and no one was doing anything about it. Not even her own father. She thought for a moment about how harsh her words had been to him, but shook the thought away. He needed a wake up call. He had been moping around ever since Bearstar's death and it was well past time for him to move on. The she-cats thoughts flickered to Hailstrike. A pang rang in her heart. No, That was moons ago. Besides, she's err...switching Clans now. At least until all of this insanity tides over. She figured Sablestar was one of the more reasonable leaders, if a little promiscuous. Yes, she decided, MistClan was her best bet. She had family in IvyClan, but it would hurt her too much to join them and be reminded of her kin back in MothClan. This was for the best, she kept convincing herself.
Her paws crunched the colorful stray leaves as she walked, not having yet crossed the border. Thunderbird hadn't yet decided what would be the best way to go about this. Sit at the border and wait for a patrol? What if Eveningstar sent cats to come after her? Would he do that? Her mind raced. Maybe she should just go into the camp, would that be too threatening? Oh mousedung, make a decision you fleabrain! She took a deep breath. Oh, how she hoped Sablestar was in a forgiving mood today. Perhaps others of her Clan had already sought refuge. They'd been here only a few moons ago, she was familiar with the camp already. She'd be fine. With that final assurance in her head, she began to pad into the meadow. Oh StarClan, please help Eveningstar find his sanity so I can come home soon...