WillowPaw saw that the black figure of a cat was nearly to her. She screamed out one more time before accidentally taking a gulp of water and sinking beneath the surface.
She hoped the cat would get to her in time, before she completely lost consciousness. She wished any cat would see her and help her.
She sent one more thought to StarClan: Please...just a few moments longer. Don't let me die.
"Being in a clan, provides a sense of loyalty. It gives you a chance to work together with others, and it gives you pride." She calmly, yet passionately tells the younger bird.
WillowPaw felt the black cat grab her scruff, and with the last of her power, she flailed her paws and her head broke the surface. "Shore... *coughs*" Was all she could get out in between coughs.
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She started laughing. "Are you serious?" She asked, bit them calmed herself, she was probably confusing him. "You're worried about me getting hurt by some strays? Look at my pelt! Some angry kitties couldn't touch me." She might of sounded over confident, but it just made her realize how much SpottedFlame cared for her.
Her tone softened. "Possibly. But not any of there clans. But just think, there are more groups out there. I came from one, it's not possible that this is it." She says to him. "But, I don't want you to leave your clan. Your...family." She had to choke out the last word.
She had left all of her family with that evil group of rouges. She felt like she had deserted them. This cat was all she had now, and she didn't want him to have to do what she did: Leave everything. But...if that's truly what he wanted. She would make sure he wouldn't regret it.
Who's kit is this!? He's starving! She thought to herself as she raced him to the RiverClan camp.
ShearStrength, who had just felt pure satisfaction as her claws had slashed te evil rouges fur, heard FutureScars. "She deserves to be avenged." Nodding at FutureScars. Her eyes dark with anger, and a second feeling spreading through her, and awful sadness. It felt like claws were tearing at her heart.
She shuddered at the thought of the story, but she went on anyway. "As you know, they killed my mother, QuarterTail, for defending a kit. And the next day after that, we were sitting in an alley, telling stories, when the second in command, SharpEars, who was named that because he only had 1/2 of one ear after being cut by a sharp two leg thing, started talking. He said: Well QuarterTail was a disappointment. I would of thought she would of put up a better fight. He said. At that remark, my father GoneClaw snapped. He had loved my mother very much, and he lashed out at SharpEars." It was very hard for her to go one.
She cleared her throat. "They started fighting. Blood stained the ground, and the rest of us were either cheering, or trying to stop it. SharpEars pinned my father to the ground, and held his claws to the throat. He said: Any last words GoneClaw? And my father called out: Run StrikedPelt! Get away!" Tears rolled down the she cats cheek. "At that point, SharpEars had plunged his claws into my fathers throat. But, I was already running. And they caught me, and took the rest of there anger out on me. But, you already know that story." She was laying on the ground, paws covering her crying face. "I granted my fathers last request. I got away. I ran."
OOC: Sure, that's a great idea actually!
IC: SilverStar stood, and nodded. "Then follow me and my clan mates to SilverPeak, our camp.
As he comforted her, she dried her tears. "I would never take you away from your family, unless that's truly what you desire." She tells him.
WillowPaw watched in disbelief. What kind of kit was this? And a bird that was raised by a cat?
"Wherever we go, there will be a fight, clan or loners. But...as long as we're together, I think we'll be okay." She says in a comforting tone.
WillowPaw sets the kit down. "I found him drowning in the river, I saved him, and brought him here, he's starving." She said, desperately.
2 large seagulls swooped in at WillowPaw, they pecked at her. She tried to claw at them, but 2 more flew in. Feathers flew everywhere, she managed to fight one off, but the others kept attacking. She ran away from the gulls, but tripped over a root. A flock of the seagulls were about to close in on her, she screeched in fear.
She stood, ready to fight, it was going to be a battle for her life.
"Once they adjust to life in the clan, they will learn respect." She says to GrayHail, so quietly only she can hear.
"I'm debating it at the moment, I'm considering ShadowRoar, and when the chicks become warriors, FreezeFlight and DeerStrike. But for now, FreezeWing, and DeerWing." She whispers to GrayHail, again very quietly.
WillowPaw nods her thanks to StreamPaw, not having time in between strikes to speak.
"How would you like to mentor Deer?" She asked the warrior.
"I believe you will." She nods at GrayHail, trustingly.
Warriors and Deputy Needed!
Deputy Requirements:
*older more experienced bird
*must be active
"If you want to journey to find an accepting clan, I will join you. The search will not be easy, but I am willing," She says to him.
