Post by Smokey on May 7, 2011 21:06:26 GMT -6
Fishleap was out of the warriors den as the sun setter lightly down to the tainted grass earth bellow, sighing she sweated her neat silver tail over her delact paws and watched silently.
Ravensong was gone now..... And she couldn't help to think that he didn't mean it, and yet he did. Hollowfog here was also not so right in this wrong here too, he didn't quite help that dreadful fight much.... Flexing her claws she closed her deep blue eyes as the wu d rushed threw fur. Toms, weird as ever.... But, they all had meaning to there actions. Ravensong wanted her so badly he had sacrificed his life in the clan and Hollowfog was also so desperate he had come in too. The two of them hated each other so much it was hardly funny but now, one was gone and the other remaind. Hopefully the hatred had left the cool air of the twosome as the pair split up in there separate ways, but that wasn't the answer she wanted. Fishleap was glad that now the presure had eased between the two but, yes 'but', where did her own heart lie? The silver warrior hated to love a cat because he was the only one left or not love at all for the other one left on a journey that she couldn't follow, so what was it? Before mayhem struck in like lightning. What was her own opinion.
Sighing once more for it seamed like that was her favorite thing to do in a time like this she let her mind ease and tried to recall. Her love for Ravensong was deep and full of happiness like the buds on the trees in new leaf. Allthough, the young she cats mind strayed off every now and then as reality crushed it. Swallowsong, now a rogue also, was another runner up in this foolish game that Fishleap found herself in and it seemed that the Tom loved the cat more then her. He kept telling Fishleap over and over again that she was the one but then, after a batting of the eyes he had also told Swallowsong the same story which led Fishleap into misguidness and trust. Slowly the ember died as she realized that it would keep on going in a circle of I love you then I love you which made her quite depressed and made the young warrior thought of kit hood with Hollowfog. As the ember died and she felt hopelessly lost he had come, trotting up he shone his capturing cool grin and soothed her quite delicate feelings. As the spark died for Ravensong sadly a new one popped up, strong like a ember that could start a fire, and the that was when the compition flung it's mighty head.
Smiling she inked and looked to the colorful sky and purred. Fishleap had loved Ravensong, but his trust was broken and she finally realised that the perfect Tom was right in her view and had been to distracted by other conflicts to know. //Oh, to think I find this now.... Surely Hollowfog will hate my guts....// she thought in distress as her eyes glinted.
"I'm so terribly sorry, I should have walked securely then blind.... What a terrible mistake..."
Fishleap murmured to herself as she sat alone while the breeze picked up it's steady pace.
Ravensong was gone now..... And she couldn't help to think that he didn't mean it, and yet he did. Hollowfog here was also not so right in this wrong here too, he didn't quite help that dreadful fight much.... Flexing her claws she closed her deep blue eyes as the wu d rushed threw fur. Toms, weird as ever.... But, they all had meaning to there actions. Ravensong wanted her so badly he had sacrificed his life in the clan and Hollowfog was also so desperate he had come in too. The two of them hated each other so much it was hardly funny but now, one was gone and the other remaind. Hopefully the hatred had left the cool air of the twosome as the pair split up in there separate ways, but that wasn't the answer she wanted. Fishleap was glad that now the presure had eased between the two but, yes 'but', where did her own heart lie? The silver warrior hated to love a cat because he was the only one left or not love at all for the other one left on a journey that she couldn't follow, so what was it? Before mayhem struck in like lightning. What was her own opinion.
Sighing once more for it seamed like that was her favorite thing to do in a time like this she let her mind ease and tried to recall. Her love for Ravensong was deep and full of happiness like the buds on the trees in new leaf. Allthough, the young she cats mind strayed off every now and then as reality crushed it. Swallowsong, now a rogue also, was another runner up in this foolish game that Fishleap found herself in and it seemed that the Tom loved the cat more then her. He kept telling Fishleap over and over again that she was the one but then, after a batting of the eyes he had also told Swallowsong the same story which led Fishleap into misguidness and trust. Slowly the ember died as she realized that it would keep on going in a circle of I love you then I love you which made her quite depressed and made the young warrior thought of kit hood with Hollowfog. As the ember died and she felt hopelessly lost he had come, trotting up he shone his capturing cool grin and soothed her quite delicate feelings. As the spark died for Ravensong sadly a new one popped up, strong like a ember that could start a fire, and the that was when the compition flung it's mighty head.
Smiling she inked and looked to the colorful sky and purred. Fishleap had loved Ravensong, but his trust was broken and she finally realised that the perfect Tom was right in her view and had been to distracted by other conflicts to know. //Oh, to think I find this now.... Surely Hollowfog will hate my guts....// she thought in distress as her eyes glinted.
"I'm so terribly sorry, I should have walked securely then blind.... What a terrible mistake..."
Fishleap murmured to herself as she sat alone while the breeze picked up it's steady pace.
