・❥・ꕥ I am the dog . Complete Riverpaw animatic ・ ❥ ・

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Blood tw + kinda like vague heavy themes ig :eyes: Spam flag Srp poem thing if you scroll past my yapping Hi so Hi I have a less polished project for y’all!! Unsurprisingly it’s about Riv I’m crine she’s taking over everything my brain thinks about Genuinely she does something to my brain because why am I sitting down making full on ANIMATICS. HELLO. I am so aware how cringe some of this is it’s very unpolished it’s just me drawing funny rat for hours on end wanting to share with the class erm :3 ESPECIALLY the fight scenes im going to want to unshare this in 3 days because of those they’re so bad omg… Hi for those of you who know ball uh. This is very up to interpretation because it’s partly ri’s perspective, intrusive thoughts, and a smidge of symbolism. It’s very vague because it’s vibes rather than a retelling. She hasn’t actually killed anyone or died herself dw ToT This also means every character shown is up to interpretation…. Like if there’s no x on the front of the chest then it’s not Riverpaw and other than that it could be anyone Ok poem time like I promised —The mother duck— A snap echoes through the forest, as the Hunter descends upon their prey. Startled by the sound, a mother duck spirals up from the forest, up and away, up to the stars. As a heavy silence settles upon the forest once more, four small voices cry out, lonely and wavering. The ones left behind. Is it not your job as a mother? To never leave them behind? Rule broken, small creatures on unsteady talons, beaks reaching up to an empty sky. One will not take it, and opens her eyes to the cold winter. Tilting her head, she looks towards the River curiously, innocent and helpless to the world. The world that would break everything. Seeing the chance, the wind spirals in a great burst, one a fledgling cannot withstand. And she tumbles into the River, and the River pulls her far away. It was not her choice, and out of her control. But the fledgling must fight to the surface. And as she is spun away by the breaking world, the mother duck returns to her nest, carrying nourishment for her young. She does not even notice one is gone. Sweeps away the eggshells, unaware of the fledgling watching as she is dragged ever farther away. The river wants to play. The fledgling turns away, it learnt to swim on its own. She had to. Perhaps she learnt to swim the wrong way, not the one passed down by the ancestors. But it had kept her afloat, it had worked. Time passes, and the duck grows on her own, in the River’s cold embrace. Not a fledgling, but one who will fly on her own two wings. So she alights from the River, lonely. Curious about her old world. She soars upstream. Others like her, siblings perhaps, still in that old nest. She alights once more, curious at the nest’s contents. Things that cannot fly. Things that tell her she went wrong, tones sharp with jealousy, tones pathetic. Mother returns, speaks to the abandoned one. The abandoned one asks, why did you never look for me? The mother has no answer, nothing worth hearing. So she must fly away. Back to the River, that taught her all the wrong things, dragged her along another current. The River that taught her how to fly. How to be free. And there is nothing wrong with it. That she can accept, staring into the River’s swirling depths. The River would drown the weak. The Hunter would feast upon the weak. The Mother would create the weak. The World had no place for the weak. The Abandoned was not weak. And she refused to be another mother duck. — The metaphors are NOT subtle chat ToT I still need to do a proper big angsty srp someday but not now Hi fun treat for those of you still reading here’s some symbolism I use tied to Riverpaw and her life a lot Rivers/Oceans Flowers Birds/wings/feathers Bubbles Again they’re. Not subtle these should be pretty easy to figure out lol (apart from flowers & bubbles perhaps?) There was another instance of flowers in the animatic but the timing didn’t work so it had to be cut unforch D: Oh also black threads only true ball knowers know the black threads lore (lie just read her juicy threads) This song man. It’s so Rivcore I melted. She tried her best man but she still turned out evil </3 Ok I’ll shut up now