Post by pants on Oct 1, 2019 3:16:05 GMT
Hickorysnow lay against the truck of what remained of the tree, not even caring that her fur was now covered in ash. The brown dappled she-cat looked to the sky directly above her. Just a few moons ago, there was a tree here. A stray tree in the forest, but still close enough to the IvyClan forest to not feel too out of place. But now it was just a burnt trunk. Oh, how she missed having the cooling shade of the leaves that protected her from the sun. She missed listening to their rustle as the wind brushed by. Hickorysnow closed her eyes, trying to listen for the familiar sounds, hoping that perhaps this was all a dream. That everything would go back to normal here soon.
But all she could hear was the wind itself. A hiss. A reminder that there was nothing now. As her home burned down, so did her clan, it seemed. Eveningstar had taken a turn for the worse, and her clanmates were leaving. One by one, familiar faces disappeared, leaving her to be around the 'elite warriors' and rogues more and more often. Oh, for once, could things go well? Could there be peace? It all seemed hopeless now.
Hickorysnow wouldn't have picked up on the disturbance of the wind's sound, even if she wasn't lost in thought. The soot covered everything, as there was no grass or leaves to step on, or twigs to break. The soot became a cushion for one's paws, giving the perfect opportunity to strike. Or seek comfort in the wasteland. Regardless, the brown she-cat did not hear her clanmate approach.
