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Daisy had reappeared from her inactivity to witness her beloved brother's death.
The small femme watched in utter horror as Januaryromance was carried away by the dog. She had already had to deal with the murder of her sister and now Janny?
There she stood, frozen with shock and powerless to do anything. Her mouth was opened in a silent scream but no sound was uttered. She could only be an onlooker to the inevitable.
Finally, as the sound of a gunshot rang through the air, an anguished wail escaped the feline. "Janny!"
Regaining the ability to move, the grief-stricken form of Daisypaw began to run. Her nimble legs carried her closer to the limp body of the rabbit but she kept her distance for fear of the humans seeing her. She felt numb, her grief overwhelming her.
(c) abattoir
#daisywreath
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It truly was a terrible time to reappear after inactivity. To come back and find that everything was falling apart really was awful.
And just like that, Daisy became an orphan. She had no one. Maud had been murdered and Febby was gone. Only recently she had witnessed the death of her brother, Janny. All her other siblings were gone or inactive, just as she herself had been. She didn't even know who her father was, for goodness' sake. And now Breakdance. Dead.
Sure, Breakky had died plenty of times, Daisy had been there, but this time it seemed final. This time her mother wasn't coming back. Now she had no older family to look up to, no one to look out for her. It was too soon for her to be independent. Although she was practically an adult and ready to move on from being a trainee, she was still very childish. The young femme needed her mother. The irony of it all was that she would be a year old tomorrow; her first birthday. Tomorrow she would have to choose a name for herself.
The reality of it finally hit the feline. Never again would she feel her mother's comforting touch, never again would she laugh at the many jokes. She wouldn't even be able to ask about her father. All those questions left unanswered.
The tabby slowly made her way over to the lifeless body of Breakdance, settling down beside her mother one last time. For once she had nothing to say, not even one optimistic phrase. All that escaped her was a few muffled sobs every now and again. She was numb inside.
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#daisywreath
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The young femme happily returned the gesture.
Upon hearing the question, Daisy was tempted to simply reply by stating that she didn't mind where they walked to. Honestly, she didn't mind wherever she was as long as she was with Mizuka. She decided that it probably would be better to suggest a place though.
An old habit reappearing, the feline tilted her head as she thought. A grin broke out across her maw as a thought struck her. "What about the gardens where we had our picnic?"
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#daisywreath
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Purring, the tabby affectionately nuzzled her boyfriend. With that, she began to walk alongside Mizuka. She skipped every now and then so as to match the German shepherd's steps.
Daisy flicked her tail. There was so much she wanted to talk about, she just didn't know where to begin. Looking up at Mizzy, she grinned. "What have you been up to lately? Any news?"
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#daisywreath
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It was time for her to get out and about once more. She had been inactive for far too long.
Daisy was seated in the doorway of her room, flicking her tabby-striped tail absentmindedly as she stared into space. Usually she would be dashing around and chatting with everyone and anyone, but not now. Not when most of her family was gone.
A quiet sigh escaped the small feline. Sighing was definitely not usual behaviour for her. She needed someone, anyone, to lift her spirits. She needed to hear some good news, she was sick of death.
The femme glanced around in the hopes of seeing someone that remembered her or even someone she didn't know. Anyone that wanted to talk. The more the merrier, right?
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#daisywreath
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Upon catching sight of the others, the feline managed to fix a smile upon her maw in an effort to remain cheerful. The smile didn't reach her golden gaze though.
Giving a flick of her tail, she nodded a friendly greeting. She then began answering Ruby's question. "My name's Daisypaw, but you can just call me Daisy if you want. I'm not going to be called Daisypaw much longer." At least grief didn't stop her babbling on.
"What's your name?"
Even as she was asking the question, Daisy was tilting her head. There was something familiar about that male. She seemed to recognise him from somewhere. Thinking back, it became clear. The last time she had seen someone resembling him was when she first set eyes on the tiny bundle of fur. Could it be?
"Are you one of Wonderland's kids?"
Gaze flickering to Aubrey, she gave another dip of her head in greeting. "Aubrey? As in the Bellas Aubrey? I think I remember you from when I was a kitten!"
Already she was beginning to show more signs of happiness.
(c) abattoir[/size]
#daisywreath
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"Ruby Bird? Is that you?"
Daisypaw made her way over, her curiosity clearly showing in her golden gaze as she stared at the wolf. She forced herself to smile at the two.
Upon hearing his question, the femme tilted her head. Being unaware that Ruby's feline body was unable to see colours, she found it quite strange that he was asking to be taught the colours. Wouldn't he know the colours by now?
"I can help too, if you want."
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#daisywreath
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Daisy greeted everyone that had arrived with a simple "Hey, guys." .
Amber orbs locking on the African wild dog once more, she managed a small smile. "It's good to see you again. I thought you.." She trailed off. At least now she was learning not to say the first thought that came to mind. "Sorry."
The feline's gaze lit up as she saw Arctic. Normally she would have returned the grin but, though it was killing her not to, for whatever reason she couldn't. She didn't feel like it.
And then came the question. How was she? Her immediate response was to blink slowly. "I'm good." A little white lie wouldn't hurt anybody, right?
"You're a lynx now," she observed.
The femme then looked over to her nephew. "Yes, Ruby, I'm your auntie." A fond expression showed on her features at that.
Gaze traveling to her beloved, a hint of a smile appeared upon her maw. "Hello Mizuka. It's nice to meet you."
Her gaze swept over those gathered. "What have I missed?"
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#daisywreath
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Having made her way over at Bonfire's order to gather, Daisy nodded in acknowledgement. There was definitely some tension between ScarClan and the Elite. "Understood."
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#daisywreath
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(sorry for late reply)
Daisy, whose mind hadn't quite processed Mizuka's words yet, raced over at the sight of her family and her boyfriend. A new light entered her eyes as she fixed her gaze on her mother and brother. They were alive! Nearly tumbling over in her haste to reach them, the femme began to dash towards them. She was about to leap at them in some sort of a hug or something ridiculous like that, when finally she realised what Mizzy had said. The beginning of her purr was immediately cut short.
The feline stopped dead in her tracks. Had she heard him right?
The reality of her boyfriend's words finally hit her. In that moment, her heart was crushed. The joyous grin that had previously been gracing her features quickly warped into a pained expression. Her beloved Mizzy couldn't be leaving. Not again. This time it was worse; this time it was final.
After only being gone for a few short minutes, her grief once again consumed her. The light had left her golden optics, leaving them dull. It was almost like a 'would you rather' question had come true in a sinister twist; to be reunited with your family members, only to lose the love of your life to another Clan.
A strangled yelp escaped her. "Mizzy..."
There was no way she could leave ScarClan, especially not for BloodClan. ScarClan was her home. It was where she had been born and raised. All her memories were there. She knew that she wouldn't be able to adjust to BloodClan; she wouldn't be suited to a place like that.
Daisy, who couldn't think straight, blurted out the first thing she could think of. "I don't like blood.." Luckily it left her as a whisper.
She stared up at the canine, feeling as though she had lost the ability to speak. How ironic.
#daisywreath
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Slowly padding over to join the others, Daisy stopped beside her mother. There was no sign of her usual smile.
It was strange seeing Break and Janny alive again. Now that she thought about it, it was hard catching up on everything she had missed.
The small femme agreed with Breakdance. ScarClan was very different from how it used to be, to say the least. They had lived in happier times when she was a kitten.
Daisy stiffened as the Praelium name was mentioned, eyes beginning to narrow ever so slightly. Surely her mother didn't think that lowly of the members of that family? Although she didn't want to think about it, Mizzy carried the Praelium name. "Not all Praeliums are like that."
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