you've destroyed me, you've hurt me, you've killed me inside and out [ private ]

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thinking all you need is there, building faith on love and words.

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[fancypost bgcolor=#6E6E6E; height: 155px; width: 230px; font-size: 7pt; text-align: center; border: 3px double black; overflow: auto;]It felt so surreal, like it was just a nightmare that her mind had created to scare the shit out of her, but it wasn't. It was so real that it was no longer something she could ignore. Kissingpaw had kitted. She was a fucking Aunt now. An Aunt at seven moons. Dear Starclan. She had so many conflicted emotions for her sister and Shadowclan at whole. I mean was it fair that her little sisters, Kiss and Enyo, got it all? I mean sure, being r.ped by someone wasn't a good thing for Enyo and having your heart-broken by your true love wasn't a good thing for Kissingpaw, but still, she had nothing. She was their shadows, she was their 'big sisters', their sidekicks. It wasn't how it was supposed to be and it left her so angry inside and so frustrated at the world to the point where falling off of a cliff appeared like a blissful option. No one knew the pain that Skypaw was being put through. It was like her own personal hell locked inside of her chest. Like Enyo, Skypaw had stopped eating, but it wasn't as bad as the panther soon to be mother. She also had found her own way of self-harming. Beating the crap out of herself through training. She'd run off of Shadowclan territory toward the Loner Lands and there, when she was all alone, she would do what she had to. She didn't have an scars, but she did get cuts and bruises. Why she didn't beat herself up even more? Her beauty seemed to be the only friend she had these days.[/fancypost]
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[fancypost bgcolor=#6E6E6E; height: 155px; width: 230px; font-size: 7pt; text-align: center; border: 3px double black; overflow: auto;]Once, when she was a kit, there had been a sparkle in her gorgeous gaze. One that stated loud and proud, I'm happy and I'm loving my life. That sparkle had died along with her strength and want to live. Her baby blue optics had dulled and looked almost as if she was dead, a glassy look plastered upon them. Her fur was matted and bits of mud and dirt tangled itself into her pelt. Looking over in Kissingpaw's direction, her eyes not meeting her dear sister's gaze, Skypaw barely audibly mumbled the word alright. As she heaved in a sigh her ribs poked through her flesh. You could see the antagonizing pain that she was putting herself through, and it was horrible.

"Can we do it somewhere else," Skypaw questioned her sister, wanting to be out of the hell-hole called camp.[/fancypost]
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[fancypost bgcolor=#6E6E6E; height: 155px; width: 230px; font-size: 7pt; text-align: center; border: 3px double black; overflow: auto;][ I honestly don't know how to explain this... But I think these two have my favorite bond every in this site. They would be there for each other through hell and high water no matter what and I think that's just perfect <3 ]

Numb paws dragged along the camp dirt ground as she treaded through the mouth of the center of Shadowclan's domain. She knew Kissingpaw would follow and thus she didn't look over her shoulder to see her gorgeous sister. She had that summertime sadness right now, and it was horrible. So badly did Skypaw want to leap into her sister's arms and for her to comfort her, not the other way around. Going onward, the daughter of Pictureperfect and Trackerjacker found that she had led the mother to marshy swamp like lake. Massive, skyscraper tall pines covered it from the grey clouds above, shadows cast all around. Frogs could be found around the marsh, jumping from lilypads. Turning to face Kissingpaw, the lithe creature sucked in a deep breath.

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[fancypost bgcolor=#6E6E6E; height: 155px; width: 230px; font-size: 7pt; text-align: center; border: 3px double black; overflow: auto;][ x3 My kitteh is in the sink sleeping o.o and guess what... he's naked o.o XDD ]

And oh how she accepted the well overdue hug, tears beginning to drip down her cheeks as a soft sobs choked her back. "It was just.... I was so scared for you and so angry at everyone and everything. I mean I'm always the big sister, the protector, for you and Enyo who has become quite close to me over the past moon and then all this drama happens with you and I'm left in the dust. I haven't found love or anything close to that and it sucks."[/fancypost]
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