Post by Deleted on Feb 3, 2008 9:55:10 GMT -5
Tempestfang closed his eyes as the wind slipped through his silvery fur. He closed his eyes as the soft hum of the breeze became a howl. And the the memories came back.
"Get them back to the nursery! The rain's too heavy!" A dark tom pushed a female cat back, urging her to go to her kits. The tom gently nuzzled the she-cat. "For me", he whispered, barely audible. The she-cat turned away. The tom sprinted from them. His large, green eyes watching as the dark-pelted tom ushered anotehr cat away, the rain thudding harshly against his coat. He blinked and flinched as the lightning stuck a tall tree, making it creak eerily. Thunder roared out as the trunk snapped.
Tempestfang opened his eyes, the far-away look lingering. But that was so long ago. The Tom, his father, his siblings. All lost. On that fatal night.
The tree slammed into the ground, the echoed mingling with the anguished cry of his mother. The kit glanced to her as she thrashed the ground, yowling in her terror. Beneath the fallen bark lay the silent warrior. Water was spilling into the nursery. His paws were already wet, his sibling soaked. What could they do now, except huddle close.
He moved away from the edge of camp, wandering aimlessly. he pasued by the warriors den. eyes narrowing.
"Silly kid", laughed the older tom. Tempestpaw's eyes narrowed.
"Hey! Someday I'm gonna lead this clan! I'll be the best! I swear, Hollowfang." The old tom smiled, licking the apprentice's head.
"Of course you will.You're the tempest after all."
He sighed and moved away. How many had he lost in his life? They all met the same end. Such a lonely life.
"That's how it goes."
||ooc: This is just for fun, cause I need to rp Tempestfang more.||
"Get them back to the nursery! The rain's too heavy!" A dark tom pushed a female cat back, urging her to go to her kits. The tom gently nuzzled the she-cat. "For me", he whispered, barely audible. The she-cat turned away. The tom sprinted from them. His large, green eyes watching as the dark-pelted tom ushered anotehr cat away, the rain thudding harshly against his coat. He blinked and flinched as the lightning stuck a tall tree, making it creak eerily. Thunder roared out as the trunk snapped.
Tempestfang opened his eyes, the far-away look lingering. But that was so long ago. The Tom, his father, his siblings. All lost. On that fatal night.
The tree slammed into the ground, the echoed mingling with the anguished cry of his mother. The kit glanced to her as she thrashed the ground, yowling in her terror. Beneath the fallen bark lay the silent warrior. Water was spilling into the nursery. His paws were already wet, his sibling soaked. What could they do now, except huddle close.
He moved away from the edge of camp, wandering aimlessly. he pasued by the warriors den. eyes narrowing.
"Silly kid", laughed the older tom. Tempestpaw's eyes narrowed.
"Hey! Someday I'm gonna lead this clan! I'll be the best! I swear, Hollowfang." The old tom smiled, licking the apprentice's head.
"Of course you will.You're the tempest after all."
He sighed and moved away. How many had he lost in his life? They all met the same end. Such a lonely life.
"That's how it goes."
||ooc: This is just for fun, cause I need to rp Tempestfang more.||