Post by Spottedcloud on Jul 9, 2011 13:07:04 GMT -6
Spottedcloud padded into the den. Once she was inside, she staggered a bit before reaching her nest. She was relieved to be in the warrior's den again, after the raid on DeathClan. As she settled down in her nest, the tortoiseshell she-cat was reminded of her wounds, which weren't fully healed yet. A deep gash on her forehead, some claw marks on her flank, a torn ear, and a cut nose were the wounds that Spottedcloud had accumulated from the battle.
The battle that had ended in failure. Complete failure. In Spottedcloud's eyes, the raid had been a statement of the corruption and ignorance of TreeClan under Beechstar. She, along with other warriors, had been heavily damaged in a raid that did not change anything, except DeathClan's view of TreeClan.
Now DeathClan thinks of us as back-stabbing, weak kittypets! And who's idea was this raid? Beechstar's!, Spottedcloud thought, her green eyes burning with anger. Her respect for the great leader had plummeted to a new low, all in one single stroke. She twitched his whiskers in annoyance, and started licking her wounds clean.
(OOC~No offense meant to Beechstar whatsoever in the real world.)
The battle that had ended in failure. Complete failure. In Spottedcloud's eyes, the raid had been a statement of the corruption and ignorance of TreeClan under Beechstar. She, along with other warriors, had been heavily damaged in a raid that did not change anything, except DeathClan's view of TreeClan.
Now DeathClan thinks of us as back-stabbing, weak kittypets! And who's idea was this raid? Beechstar's!, Spottedcloud thought, her green eyes burning with anger. Her respect for the great leader had plummeted to a new low, all in one single stroke. She twitched his whiskers in annoyance, and started licking her wounds clean.
(OOC~No offense meant to Beechstar whatsoever in the real world.)