this contains bl00d, some g0re, mentions of death and depression in some ways. continue with caution to your own limits <3 going down down down down… yellowhornet’s head spun round and round. the sky dizzy. head aching. nothing seemed normal, yet it did. death was something that haunted us all. Oh.. but she’d miss them all dearly. Seedpaw.. her best friend and apprentice. Flightfur.. a friend in her mind. Hornedcrustcean.. her goober-ish friend. FlurryClan.. her home. tears dripped down yellowhornet’s pale-sunflower-colored cheeks, but quickly they turned crimson red, the color of blood. Her flank was ripped open, and there was a rib jutting out awkwardly. It made her nauseous to just look at her flank. Her tail, shredded. Back legs, slaughtered. One fore-leg twisted awkwardly as well. The other completely unharmed. Her nose was pierced, and half gone. One ear was pulverized, the other just nicked a few times. Oh, great StarClan.. these cats fought scandalously. She coughed harshly, blood escaping her muzzle as she did. Her body ached and burned with pain. The battle was slowly easing to a stop, just as her life was ebbing away. She had saved a few cats. Beat a few cats. Not killed though. She wasn’t a big hero to many, but she felt a hero in her heart. Yellow could reconnect with her mother. Honeysugar. Her sister.. oh, Hivey. I miss you. And then she’d be there waiting for when her friends joined her. She always would. Her eyes slowly dulled, and she exhaled her last, rasping breath. And finally. She was let go.
