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Lately, all Hyacinthia could think about was what was going on in her brain. These things she had been seeing, and hearing, and feeling. She knew they weren't real because she was the only one who saw and heard and felt them, but she couldn't help but be scared to death of these hallucinations. They were all too real for her. She could barely sleep, but whens he finally could, she didn't want to wake up only to have to deal with another day of this.
The anger was building up in her. She was angry that this was happening to her, angry at the hallucinations themselves. She couldn't take it anymore, but she surely couldn't let Rainbowveins, or Vanillatwlight, or anyone know that this was happening. They couldn't think she was crazy, they would leave her if they knew. Once the anger got too much to take, she got up from her nest in the grass and stormed off and out of the camp, to a clearing deep in the territory.
The only way to get rid of this anger was to take it out on something. She decided that something was going to be training. For the next few hours, she hunted so much that by the time she was done there was a pile almost bigger than her of fresh-kill. She drained the blood from all of the bodies, leaving the meat for her clan-mates once she brought them back to the camp.
After that, she spent an even longer time training for battle. Tree after tree in the clearing had barely any bark left on them when she was done with them. By this time, her whole body was covered in scratches and her own blood, and so were the trees. With every hour, she improved in her battle training but her anger wasn't all the way gone. She needed more, constant training wasn't enough.
At this point, she felt crazy. All this anger, about the hallucinations, all of the recent deaths and leaving members, and everything that was on her mind, it was too much for her. She felt like exploding, but she couldn't. As the anger built, so did the thirst for blood. True, she had already had quite a bit of blood, but that was fresh-kill blood, not the blood of an equal.
Not even thinking, she began racing around the territory looking for something to drink. Finally, she landed on a group of npc Exilers that were trespassing on SunClan territory. She rushed over to them and in minutes she had killed all of them. She then drank their blood, body after body, and ended up covered in the blood of her kills. Then, she began to run. For hours.
When the anger had exited her body from everything she had done, and then the thirst for blood had calmed down after her meal, the emotions began to come back to her. Guilt filled her find, knowing that she could have just settled on fresh-kill blood instead of murdering the Exilers, no matter how much she hated them. As she ran, she began to cry and scream, and didn't stop until she could barely move any more because of all the energy she had used. She then fell to the ground, covered in blood and with many scratches and bruises. Her tears didn't stop as she fell into a state of unconsciousness.
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