Thanks for letting me enter late :P I finished super quick too XD PLS READ LORE~ Honestly I really love this
Front female cat: Larkpaw Other two female cats: Brindlepaw (left) and Frostpaw (right) LORE: Larkpaw, Brindlepaw, and Frostpaw grew up together on the banks of the river, their pelts slick with water, their laughter carried by the current. They were more than just apprentices—they were a force, a trio that swam as one, as if StarClan had bound their fates together. But the river always moves forward. Larkpaw was swift in the water, but fate was swifter. A brutal storm sent the river into chaos, its waves unforgiving. In the flood’s fury, Larkpaw was injured, her hind leg crushed against the rocks. Though she survived, she would never swim as she once did. No longer able to keep up with her friends, she was given a new path—one of healing, not hunting. She became Larkshade, a medicine cat, watching her former denmates grow into warriors while she lingered at the river's edge. Brindlestep and Frostwhisper thrived, their pelts gleaming in the sun, their paws churning up sprays of silver water as they played. They swam together, their lives unbroken, unchanged. They still promised they would still be friends, but eventually, they stopped talking to her and avoided her, ignoring their old friend. And Larkshade watched. She still felt the river’s pull, still longed to leap in and be among them. But she was apart now destined to remain on the shore, never quite reaching them again. She does not resent them. The river moves forward. She just wonders—if she had fought harder, would she still be beside them? And so, she lingers. :0
