Post by prettyfur on Aug 28, 2012 12:49:22 GMT -5
:'(Brightmask her her belly grumbling. Padding over to the fresh-kill pile she noticed that there was hardly any prey. After gulping down a mouse, she decided to go hunting to restocked the pile. Just a as she was about to leave, Gingerclaw and Bearfoot trotted over to her. "We're going patrolling on the WindClan Border! Want to come with?" Amberpaw, who was with them asked excitedly. "Sorry Amberpaw, I can't. I'm already going hunting." Bearfoot stepped in front of Amberpaw and pushed her over next to Gingerclaw. "Good choice." His mew was firm and brisk. "The fresh-kill does need restocking."
Bright mask bowed her head to the deputy and headed out through the bramble entrance.
Her fur tingled at all the exciting scents and sounds.
Then she stopped suddenly. Hearing a small squeal she pelted through the woods, the soft undergrowth tickling her pads.
"Help!" She stopped and saw three kits huddled tightly, and standing over them was a fox.
She didn't recogonize these kits. She knew the weren't WhisperClan kits.
Without hesitation she leaped onto the fox snarling and raking its muzzle with all her might.
Before the fox could grab her off she slid down its back, bit into its long, bushy tail, and then slipped underneath its belly and started battering at it and clawing it up.
But thn, the fox grabbed her by the scruff and threw her backward. Brightmask hit an oak tree and landed with a sickening thud. ALl her legs felt numb with pain. She
could taste blood welling out of her mouth and running drown her lips.
Whiskers dripping with blood, she tried to get up, but the moment she moved her neck jerked and made a loud ripping sound. "StarClan save me!" But Brightmask knew, no matter how hard StarClan tried to help her, she wouldn't survive.
Brigjtmask bow wished that the fox would come and kill her right now. She was hurting all over and she was still bleeding. The kits! She just remembered. She had failed at saving them. Maybe this was StarClan's punishiment for not saving the kits. A long, hard death. But then she headed a tiny squeak and saw three small figuress running over to her. Her eyes where blurring now, because blood was runnning from them. But she still purred with relief and closed her eyes and gave way to blackness.
Bright mask bowed her head to the deputy and headed out through the bramble entrance.
Her fur tingled at all the exciting scents and sounds.
Then she stopped suddenly. Hearing a small squeal she pelted through the woods, the soft undergrowth tickling her pads.
"Help!" She stopped and saw three kits huddled tightly, and standing over them was a fox.
She didn't recogonize these kits. She knew the weren't WhisperClan kits.
Without hesitation she leaped onto the fox snarling and raking its muzzle with all her might.
Before the fox could grab her off she slid down its back, bit into its long, bushy tail, and then slipped underneath its belly and started battering at it and clawing it up.
But thn, the fox grabbed her by the scruff and threw her backward. Brightmask hit an oak tree and landed with a sickening thud. ALl her legs felt numb with pain. She
could taste blood welling out of her mouth and running drown her lips.
Whiskers dripping with blood, she tried to get up, but the moment she moved her neck jerked and made a loud ripping sound. "StarClan save me!" But Brightmask knew, no matter how hard StarClan tried to help her, she wouldn't survive.
Brigjtmask bow wished that the fox would come and kill her right now. She was hurting all over and she was still bleeding. The kits! She just remembered. She had failed at saving them. Maybe this was StarClan's punishiment for not saving the kits. A long, hard death. But then she headed a tiny squeak and saw three small figuress running over to her. Her eyes where blurring now, because blood was runnning from them. But she still purred with relief and closed her eyes and gave way to blackness.