guardian. [] batswoop srp

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trigger warning: mentions of death + blood /why?/ why must everything have to go wrong at the perfect times? why must she have to bear with having to be pulled around by such emotions? why must xey always have to feel this way? /why did she have to die?/ bornitespark. batswoop’s younger sister. it wasn’t very long ago since they had found her body cold on the ground, unmoving. although her build beared no scratches or wounds, borni was undoubtedly, dead. /dead./ swo didn’t cry. xey didn’t mope, they didn’t shed a single tear. she didnt dare show any sign of weakness or sadness. all xey felt now was pure emptiness. they remembered that day. the fateful night she and bornitespark met in the nursery. it was a night full of snarkiness, annoyance, mouse-brained logic. although, if it was anyone who was at fault for causing her and borni’s rivalry in the first place, it would be batswoop. /she/ was the one who sparked such conflict with such rude words. /xey/ were the one reason why the two were never so close. at least, that was until a moon ago. two moons ago? swo couldn’t quite remember through the haze that clouded their mind. xeir sister came back to camp with blood on her paws, cut in her ear, and feathers adorned upon her thick fur. borni revealed that with the help of a falconcat- one named mothfaith- she and the falconclan warrior successfully struck down an eagle together. right then, after such an incident, bat and bornite started bonding. they started catching up with each other, sharing a couple laughs, maybe. it was after that day where bat was finally starting to get pulled out of xeir dark era, where the two seemed closer than ever. and it stayed like that, for a while. until the fall happened. force of impact. that seemed to be the cause of their sister’s death. her stupid, stubborn, witty sister. how could she…? /i should’ve been there./ that was the first clear thought that entered batswoop’s mind since the news of borni’s demise. /i should’ve been there./ but no. xey wasn’t there. they were too busy moping around the shadows. too busy investing herself with hunting. too busy with xeir own selfish problems to focus on hers. “i should’ve been there,” she snarled through gritted teeth, fangs piercing into her lip, almost enough to draw blood. “i should’ve been there.” storm jay. one of batswoop’s first friends. one xey met when they were still an apprentice. she saved swo from a heat stroke once- only for the next time bat would be searching for her, storm had met her fate with a venomous snake. dolphinsplash. regardless of how harshly swo’s clan spoke of seaclan, dolly wasn’t a very bad cat. in fact, bat had grown to love her company. shortly after her warrior ceremony, she was gone too soon. melancholysolace. pyroclan’s mediator. batswoop still remembers the day the two met at the border. he was lovely company- perhaps swo had even felt for him for a short amount of time. what happened to him? his life fell short after a wolf attack, sending him over to starclan’s hunting grounds. picturesquepaw. bat hardly knew the falconcat, but he was a nice cat. once again, he was gone too soon. acrimonyhaunt. he went as far as to create an entire group and lead it at such a young age. one fateful night, he disappeared. another close friend of swo, gone. and then there was bornitespark. her sister. xeir /sister./ their /family./ how could xey just let her go like that? how come they have been so careless…? all of a sudden, batswoop’s paw made a swift motion across the wall of the warriors’ den, leaving deep claw marks dented into stone aged with time. “i should’ve been there…!” ears were pinned flat down their head, claws digging deep into the earth. no- no no no- they /can’t/ let something like this happen again. she /can’t/ lost another cat close to xem again. they can’t, and they /won’t/ let it happen. ever again. raspberryheart. daybreakstar. topazdawn. pupfishparade. huntresspaw. tulippaw. batswoop will admit- she doesn’t have a lot of friends, or anyone in their life. /too busy. too selfish. too unorganized./ but those are the cats xey have left. the cats they care about. more than anything else in the world. and starclan forbid, if anything happens to those cats, the clans /will/ feel their wrath. swo isn’t a violent cat. but heck, xey’d /kill/ for them. /kill./ it took bat a while to realize how much their chest was heaving with heavy breaths. it took them a while to realize how deep xeir claws were into the ground. crimson blood was dripping down their lip from biting it too hard. the pain was nothing compared to the pain grappling onto her since bornitespark died. …bornitespark. everyone else. … from now on. no matter what it takes. swo would never allow her friends to collapse before their eyes again. from now on… a paw steps out of the warriors’ den. a paw, adorning near white claws able to cut through stone with a sapphire bracelet fastened around the wrist. [cont in n+c]