CLIP JOINT CALAMITY \ ryland

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    ✦ ✧ ✦ was bloodclan supposed to feel like home? everyone there talked of loyalty, of protecting their 'family' with their life, yet missy still felt no loyalty to them. perhaps it was the fact that she hadn't made any connections, yet. she couldn't wait to get home to zag and tell him all about the wonderful things that she did in bloodclan, and how tough and cool she was, and the awe in his eyes was so entertaining it motivated her to go back. but she hadn't been visiting zag lately, simply because she did not want to recount the day to him. about bodies being dragged to their borders, about encountering grieving and angry forest cats, about witnessing a terrible half-faced brute bring a skinned feline as a nauseating gift. she hated nathanos- how he spoke to her like she was weak, like she was a child, and she hated how he could kill without remorse. so she had left bloodclan's camp without secrecy, earlier than she normally had.


    rather lost in thought as she remembered the terrible events of the day, the girl pondered as to whether she should visit zag today. he'd probably be worried about her- he always was- thinking she had been eaten by a bloodclanner or injured in battle. she remembered how his ebony-and-white let would brush against hers as he asked her how her day was in his gentle, low voice, how his hazel eyes would darken with concern when she told him of her adventures.


    yes, she would visit him today. maybe she wouldn't talk, but she'd at least try to catch a glimpse. besides, he was only next door.


    / RYLAND.