✩•̩̩͙*˚❝ʀᴜɴ ᴛᴏ ᴘᴀʀᴀᴅɪꜱᴇ❞˚*•̩̩͙✩

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✩•̩̩͙*˚❝ʀᴜɴ ᴛᴏ ᴘᴀʀᴀᴅɪꜱᴇ❞˚*•̩̩͙✩ ⭒. ──. ˚₊‧ ✩ ‧₊˚.── .⭒ Jasperhive death SRP -Contains blood, violence, and death -Contains capital letters idk ⭒. ──. ˚₊‧ ✩ ‧₊˚.── .⭒ ❝ɢᴏᴏᴅ ᴛɪᴍᴇꜱ, ᴡʜʏ'ᴅ ɪ ʟᴇᴛ ᴛʜᴇᴍ ꜱʟɪᴘ ᴀᴡᴀʏ❞ Jasperhive pads along the hill by the Splish Splash pond, long ginger fur blowing slightly in the gentle breeze. Hunting, of course, he must, considering he has newborn kits resting in the nursery. Then, a strange scent washes over his tongue. Metallic, bitter, almost similar to how the other Clans used to seem to him. But the scent didn't...radiate...the same energy as a cats' would. But then...what could it be? ❝ᴡʜʏ'ᴅ ɪ ʟᴇᴛ ᴛʜᴇᴍ ꜱʟɪᴘ ᴀᴡᴀʏ❞ Turning, a large, reddish figure comes into view before Jasperhive. No. No. No. A fox...just his luck. Fluffing up his fur, Jass lets out a low yowl of warning, hissing angrily. Maybe he can scare it off. He is a large, angry cat after all, surely this...strangely thin fox is smart enough not to try take him head-on? Obviously not. The fox charges, long maw stretched wide as it lets out a high-pitched yip. Jass darts to the side, claws flying out of their sockets to swipe along its side, tearing at its red pelt. The old scar from the war along Jass's side isn't fully healed yet, and a pang of intense pain shoots through him, and he sinks to the side a little, groaning. ❝ʀᴜɴ ᴛᴏ ᴘᴀʀᴀᴅɪꜱᴇ❞ But he can't give up. Not yet. A surge of determination takes up Jasper's chest, and he lunges at the great beat, paws outstretched towards its crazed pitch black eye closest to him. Scratching wildly, Jasper ducks a blow, though the fox only seems riled up by his attempt of an attack, and kicks outward, its hind paw shooting into his stomach. Jasper feels warm liquid stick to his fur, and he fights the urge to not look down, instead going for another attack. He can't have this...angry fox roaming around while his kits are young. ❝ʀᴜɴ ᴛᴏ ᴘᴀʀᴀᴅɪꜱᴇ❞ He gets luckier this time, his attack landing perfectly, right where he aimed. Blinding the fox, and slitting open what seems to be a major artery. Tomato sauce gushes from the wound, splashing Jasper's cream-ginger fur, a few specks blotching his emerald gaze. "Ack!" Jass hisses, stepping backwards. The fox yowls, slumping to its side, before going limp. "Holy...Dark Forest...I did it..." Jass mumbles, before his voice catches in his throat, and he coughs, scarlet droplets splattering the dead grass beneath his paws. Turning, he takes a few steps forward. He can do this. He survived the war, he defeated a fox- a fully grown one at that. He can make it back to camp, he can see Rubyshimmer, he can survive, for his kits. Then he collapses. "NO!" Jasper yowls, clawing outwards, trying to pull himself forward. "NO! LET ME LIVE!" he lets out a ragged sob, pain pulling at him, from his flank, chest, throat, claws...everywhere. "NO!" His screech is cut short, and he feels his form go limp. Just before darkness washes over him... His life seems to flash before his eyes. Regrets. Guilt. Pain. Love. Mourning. Sadness. Pride. So many emotions, fighting to be that dying glint in his eyes. Dia, oh his sister, he had broken her trust, abandoning her for the thought of becoming deputy- in a whole different Clan at that, and then returning and avoiding her out of guilt. Beehum, for... Mvrdering another cat, for ending up in the Dark Forest. Coffeebean, for not protecting her, for not trusting her. Then, warmth, strange and sudden. Playfighting with Dia, pranking Bee, flirting with Cal. Theres warmth to cover the sadness. Then it goes dark, the ghost of a smile still holding Jasper's muzzle. ❝ʀᴜɴ ᴛᴏ ᴘᴀʀᴀᴅɪꜱᴇ❞ ⭒. ──. ˚₊‧ ✩ ‧₊˚.── .⭒ Continued in N&C