I carry My Burndens Heavy On my shoulders [Shrubfang is dead!?]

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    [size=7pt]Ooc- Shrubfang's Death -> http://warriorcatsrpg.com/index.php?topic=1034270.0


    Shrubfang darted her eyes open, the last thing she remembered was listening to cat's gasps as she fell off the cliff, and then hitting the ground after that everything went black...
    The pale creamy she-cat looked around, "W-where am I?" it didn't look like the dead dark forest, it was warm, the sky was pale blue, and the grass under her feet swished
    "Welcome Young one" Shrubfang whipped around, seeing a tall black, and brown she-cat with emerald eyes smiling
    Shrubfang almost jumped out of her pelt "W-w-what? wh-who are you?" Shrubfang asked
    "Really? You don't know?" The tall she-cat looked at Shrubfang.


    Shrubfang looking deep in to she-cat's eyes, then tears rolled down her cheeks "Y-your" she smiled
    "You've grown so much, since when you ran away at 5 moons" the black, and brown she-cat smiled
    "M-Mother?" Shrubfang asked timid
    The tall she-cat purred wrapping her tail around Shrubfang's neck gentally
    "Well your the only one who calls me that, And I would love it if you kept doing just that, but my real name is Cinnamonstripe"
    Shrubfang instantly looked confused though But.. but when I lived with you, you were a kittypet how come your here?" she asked
    "I left my clan when I gave birth to you, cause I thought The clan life was too dangerous for you, and it was and still is"
    "NO!" Shrubfang's instant burst out sounded like a bark in some way "It wasn't hard and I loved my clan!"
    "This is complicated but Shrubfang, my daughter... You became a murderer and you always needed to hide that burden, and the bodies, you always need to run formt he truth it's dangerous cause what you did it was dangerous just not to the cats around you, but to you yourself" Cinnamonstripe explained
    "Even you were dangerous to your mate"
    Shrubfang remembered, how shocked Hurricanewinds was when she fell, "I don't want to be dead I want to be with Hurricanewinds..." her head dropped
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    The post was edited 1 time, last by Exorcist Of The Black Order~ ().

    One thing no one knew was that Hurricanewinds had returned to the scene of the death. The solid blue tom had no means of getting down with a one hundred percent chance of landing safely, but had still skidded down on his haunches, to retrieve the body. Dragging his dead bride up the other side of the cliff, he made it up by sunrise, and in no doubt a bad shape. Panting, the tom would observe his dead lover, checking to see she had to external damage. He wanted the cream femme to be as pretty as possible that she could be for her burial.

    [justify][size=7pt] [low muse]
    Shrubfang darted her head up, her eyes had pure insanity in them, she looked like she was going to murder her mother "IS THERE ANY WAY I CAN STILL LIVE!!" her eyes softened "Please!" she cried desprate "Is There anyway I can still live!?"
    "Well.... you can be rencarnated..."
    "NO!" She shouted out "I want to live in my old body! I want ot be with Hurricanewinds!"


    "Hmm well there is one way" before she knew it more then millons of cats were surrounding her the one who seemed to be in charge padded up to her "How bout this, we give you 24 hours more to live , BUT in those 24 hours you need to admit your crimes, and murders and if you don't we'll send you back to the grave" Shrubfang slightly whined, but then shook her head
    "Fine!" she agreed
    "Okay" the tom touched noses with the creamy she-cat her eyes glowed green.


    (In the body Hurricane is dragging)
    Shrubfang's eyes illuminated green, then she blinked and her eyes were back to normal, but she was sore every where, she looked up at her mate but was unable to speak due to pain, she bared her teeth for a second then tried to ignore the pain Am I really? she wondered    [/size]    [/justify]

    [size=8]"Holy...!?" the blue tom yelled out, "Shrubfang?" he nudged his tragically dead then spontaneously alive bride, looking at her with wonder. Then he sat down and an idea came into his mind. "Oh, you were dead for so long I have a new mate." he said nonchalantly, looking around.

    [justify][size=7pt] Shrubfang's eyes narrowed, still unable to speak I haven't been dead for that long could I? He couldn't of gotten a new mate could he?! her eyes looked sorrowful then she finally spoke but her voice was hoarse due to pain "A-are you l-lying?" she kenw she wasn't dead for that long she was dead for only a few days, about a week "A-answer" her soft green eyes looked deep in to his, though her body still limp (ish)
    {still low muse}    [/size]    [/justify]

    [size=7pt] Her eyes narrowed, "Well... it might happen believe it or not," she glanced to the side looking uneasy and unsettled "I-I'll explain later..." she responded, slowly losing all consiousness, she closed her green eyes, as she passed out her whole body going numb[/size]

    [size=8]Smiling, Hurricanewinds trudged his beloved back to camp, Shrubfang slung over his back. The russian blue soon made it to camp, and flicking his ear on Shrubfang's front paw, he loaded her off on a tree stump.