Don't take me tongue tied...Can a broken self image be repaired?

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    Take me to your best friend's house
    Roll around this roundabout
    Oh yeah
    Take me to your best friend's house
    I loved you then and I love you now
    Oh yeah
    Don't take me tongue tied
    Don't wave no goodbye
    Don't...


    Alone. Persecuted. Different.
    How could anyone forget these feelings?
    Finalstar couldn't, she just couldn't. It was too hard to forget the horrible things others have said. It was too hard to forget the past that you have lived. But then again, who wants to remember?


    For the grey she-cat, remembering made her stronger. But as she sat alone under the weeping willow tree, it became apparent that she couldn't hold in everything that had happened. Her feelings and past experiences became tears and words of her acquaintances became moans of pain. She was different, she knew that. Any cat would be peresecuted if they were found to be bisexual.


    Blue eyes clouded with tears, Finalstar let out a gut-wrenching yowl. Someone would need to talk to her. Out there someone needed her just as much as she needed them.

    [size=7pt]The multicolored female was resting peacefully high up in a tree when she was startled awake by someone's yowl. Her eyes flew open and she fell down, safely landing in a lower branch. She blinked uncertainly, stunned, then looked around for the wailing cat. She slowly climbed out of the tree, and spotted the cat, her violet eyes glowing with surprise and suspicion.
    "Tell me," Lyrical mewed, sleep still fogged in her brain, "Are you alright? What would make someone cry like that, are you hurt?"


    [Lyrical is actually straight, but I plan on her realizing she is bisexual later on. She's also a loner, if you don't mind.][/size]

    Out of the corner of her eye, Finalstar spotted Lyrical. A single tear dropped to the muddy earth and the grey she-cat let out a growl.
    "There's nothing to tell but a pathetic story."


    Eyes blazing, she got onto her paws. Her tail lashed and the wind danced through the willow's branches.


    "One that causes much pain and grief."

    [size=7pt]Lyrical blinked a couple of times, then sat down and curled her tail around her paws. She studied the cat with an interested expression.
    "Why is that so?" she asked. "I'm Lyrical. You are?"[/size]

    Finalstar gazed at Lyrical's muticolored pelt. It's colors blended into an array of shades, almost like a painting. It suited her, she was sure, and added to the loner's level of actractivness.
    Quit it Final, your a clan leader and have duties to fulfill.
    But she couldn't find herself taking her eyes off of the she-cats frame. To hell with duties!

    Lyrical's melody of words awoke the awkward she-cat from her trance. Shuffling her large paws, a few words tumbled out.
    "Because it is.Anyway,I'm Finalstar, leader of Drowningclan. And you are?"


    She tried to act as normal as she could, but normal was not in Finalstar's dictionary.

    [size=7pt]A smile twitched at the corner of Lyrical's maw. "Lyrical," she mewed, her violet eyes blazing with intensity. She didn't mind that she had told the she-cat this, she found her very intriguing. "You're a leader?"[/size]

    [size=1]Finalstar sensed that beginning of a smile and couldn't fight back the urge to return it. Lyrical, what a perfect name for a perfect she-cat. It matched her words and the way the loner moved. Like a sheet of music lryics that hit the perfect note. That was the most descriptive way Finalstar could describe it. Already, the rare warm feeling was tickling the charcoal grey she-cat's pelt. [/size]


    [size=1]"Yes. Of Drowningclan. We live a few paces due East in the fog laced ditch."[/size]


    [size=1]It didn't seem odd to Finalstar to tell Lyrical where she lived, maybe the loner would join her.[/size]

    [size=7pt]Lyrical gaped in wonder. "Wow," she said in awe. "What's it like? I'm a loner, but I want to join a clan soon."
    Maybe this would be the clan, she thought, purring slightly. Would this be it?[/size]

    [size=1]The she-cats awe at her clan's mention amused Finalstar and a small purr rumbled inside of her throat. [/size]


    [size=1]"Drowninclan is different from many other clans. To me, we're just on big family that faces hardships together. And there are enough of us to know all by name." [/size]


    [size=1]She softly nudged Lyrical's cheek. "It would be even better if you were to join."[/size]