PUT A GUN AGAINST HIS HEAD [hurricane] PULLED MY TRIGGER NOW HE'S DEAD

  • //3am post uh oh. Hope this was okay even though its kinda lame. HURRICANEPAW  


    Nightmares and flashbacks had plagued her recently. Flashes of crimson, the sound of fur ripping and the feeling of claws ripping and pulling apart flesh. Yowls of pain.

    A loud crack of a skull smashing against a rock. The aftermath that brought on nothing but guilt... aching joints and flesh wounds. Having sick prey for dinner. The events kept replaying and replaying themselves in her mind, all the guilt she had stored up inside her kept flooding up and up. As expected tonight the scene played out once more and Lavenderskies couldn't stop it, couldn't even move herself until it was too late and dying eyes filled with hatred stared up at her from the hill.

    Even in her dream she has given up trying to stop the event, its played out the same way far too many times. She knows its pointless by now to try. She regains control of herself and simply stares down with eyes that shone with nothing but guilt at the white furred molly. A life that was lost to her claws. A life that ended over a sick, scrawny rabbit. A life that ended too soon. Twenty moons. Around there at least.


    With bloodied fur that was a mixture of her own and the other feline's she just... stands there waiting for the dream to end and for her to wake up with a jolt. But for some odd reason she feels more awake in this dream then she had in any other, it was odd but she didn't think much about it as you do in dreams. She continues to stand there for a few moments... all was silent but the breeze. Snow continued to fall.

    Why was this dream lasting so long? Just wake up already. She hisses to herself in thought before she hears a sudden rustle in a nearby shrub, with a sharp twitch of an ear she whirls around to look.

       

    WE LOSE OUR MINDS IN A CITY OF ROSES

    BIO ☆ SKYCLAN DEPUTY ☆ FEMALE ☆ 62 MOONS ☆ PENNED BY myth

  • //woah forgot about this and some how didn’t see the bump? apologizing 100 times


    It didn’t know what he was seeing at first. He thought it was just a nice dream whose second character was Lavenderskies. But this was terrible. Sinfulled. This wasn’t a nightmare. This was cold blooded murder. He twitched in his spot in a random bush, before spotting her eyes. He stepped out, body shaking in fear. “No... no... no... I don’t like this.” He was still quivering a soft sob wracked his body and he hated this.





    WELL, MY HEART IS GOLD

    AND MY HANDS ARE COLD

    tags. | played by main.

  • Dreams were strange. Especially when they became lucid and you were in sudden control of them. The mind just seemed to throw whatever at you, and usually once the feline was killed she'd just wake up. She'd wake up from the nightmare. But not this time. But when she whirled around to look she found herself looking at Hurricanepaw and she'd give him a small confused look. Huh? What the hell was he doing here? He wasn't part of any of this. With a small tilt of her head with the same confused look on her face she opens her maw and asks "What are you doing here?" She just wanted to fucking wake up, to stop living this nightmare for the millionth time within the past few days. Had she not already suffered enough? Had she not?

       

    WE LOSE OUR MINDS IN A CITY OF ROSES

    BIO ☆ SKYCLAN DEPUTY ☆ FEMALE ☆ 62 MOONS ☆ PENNED BY myth