TW: blood Ametrinedance kneaded their nest gingerly. They then arched their back in a stretch, before laying down and curling up in the soft moss. They just wanted a break. No more nightmares. No more visions. Just peace. Is that so much to ask for? Apparentely, yes. Ametrinedance awoke in a peaceful scene. The air was warm. The sky was a pale blue. The sun was lighting up their fur. Surprised, they tasted the air, breathing in the warm morning air. As they walked around, they saw multiple cats they never thought they'd see again in their life. A silver tabby, with sightless eyes. Her fur was beautifully and evenly striped. His fur was long and lucious. She had a diamond hanging from her split ear. A white star was splat on his chest. A gray and white Falconclan warrior, with brilliant yellow eyes and blue and white feathers covering their fur. A brown mottled tabby she-kit, with bright yellow eyes. Ametrinedance looked around at all the figures. They couldn't believe it. Why were Diamondglare, Windstormswoop, and Citrinekit all together? They were all dead! Wait. Dead? Oh no. Were they dead? Panicked, their breathing quickened as they backed away. They couldn't be dead! They bumped into a cat, interrupting their racing thoughts. "Don't be afraid." The cat cooed. Wait. They knew that voice. What was their father doing here? Before you could say "mouse", Diamondglare, Citrinekit, and Windstormswoop turned to dust. Growling, they whipped around to face their father. "Voidswallow!" They hissed, lashing their tail in anger. "Oh, my little Ametrine." Voidswallow grinned widely. "I was expecting more of a warm welcome." Suddenly, the entire Cavernclan territory filled with blood. The sky darkened. The plants died. Before they knew it, Ame was gasping for air in a river of blood. It stained their fur, and they couldn't help but shiver. Their father, however, was watching them gleefully on a rock. "I'm so glad you grew up to be just like me!" He purred. "I'm NOTHING like you!" Ametrinedance spat. "Oh, really?" He smiled. "You've always had a thirst for blood. Think about it. You killed those cicadas like they were your life long enemies." "I was protecting my Clan!" They hissed. "Something you could never do!" Yet the doubt still remained. "Trespassing on Seaclan territory? Why, I'd never expect that from someone so against the war." "Protecting my Clan!" They panted as they gripped onto the rock. Yet the doubt almost tugged them into the blood. "You're growing up to be just. Like. ME." Voidswallow smacked Ametrinedance into the blood river. Panicked, they desperately flailed in the blood, but eventually they sank to the bottom. Is this the end? Then they remembered. This isn't real. Gasping, they woke up in their nest. Still in Cavernclan. Still safe. For now.
windstormswoop belongs to @Storm-sightbender rp by @t1red- everything else belongs to me song ideas, anyone?