Streamhunter needs friends (open)

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    "I don't need food and rest...I need you to be safe...if I sleep it leaves you vulnerable to fight on your own and if I don't react in time I could lose you and I can't lose you...."he murmured.

    "You won't....I'm a lab cat remember? I was made to go through this in a blink and survive it...."

    "...but you'll go like all the rest of them...and I'll be left to myself again..." he murmured.
    "I can't let nightmares come true.....I have to keep guard....."

    "You'll die like everyone else that I ever loved...my normal life is chaos in the eyes of others....and if they don't already abandon me...they end up dead....."

    Streamhunter rubbed her cheek sympathticly against his fur. "Brokenspirit..." she murmured "If you come inside with me...I'll be okay...I promised I wouldn't go out of your sight...I won't abandon you...I love you...Please...you can't protect me like the way you are...please"

    He stayed silent....scared and weak he stumbled in, collapsing on the bed in utter defeat...the only thing he couldn't fight....was Time itself...and he knew...his time was nearer than he had ever wished for...but...maybe it was too soon......his eyes closed and he slept....the nightmare still taunted him with blood and screams of pain and death.....

    Streamhunter padded after him. She lay next to him with her fur pressed to his. She started to groom his fur while he slept. She was trying to take care of him. He had taken such good care of her...had protected her...rescued her...loved her...she frowned at the thought of what he said...would her bad luck finally finish her?

    Streamhunter saw this. She pressed her fur against his. She thought about going out to get some moss. But she remembered she promised to stay with him. She burried her face in his fur. She was such trouble to him...

    as he slept time wore past...and he didn't wake in the morning...nor in the next day's sun high...nor the next......nor the next...he was just asleep I guess...but....he was barely breathing and he never moved.....

    Streamhunter was scared and worried. She tried several times to wake him but,it was useless. Streamhunter was thinning out more and more because she didn't want to leave him. Finally she was too hungry to stand it. Saddly she looked at the tom she loved. "I'll be right back" she whispered...she slunk away to find food for them.

    Streamhunter managed to catch a vole and two birds. She sturggled a little to carry them back. She was weak from hunger. She tripped a few times hurting her back leg. But she limped on back to him. She collasped next to him. Hunger nawed at her as she nudged a bird toward him. She faintly nawed on the vole.