tw .. death, trama ╭ ─┉─ • ─┉─ ╮ evoking a storm part one __________________________________________ Thump thump thump Remembrance awoke suddenly, ears flattened and tail sticking out.. had that really just been a dream? The calico licked her paws carefully, blue eyes distant. How many moons had past since that incident..? When Woodpeckerwoe told her to leave? How many moons had gone by since she became a medic? Since she met Pepsi? and Sandy? and Sweetcloud? Mimi looked down at her paws, the once bright cream and brown faded, worn from the moons of running and working. She really was that old was she? When would the time come? The past medic got up carefully, her bright eyes stormy as she carefully made her way out of the den into the cool morning air, taking one last glance at her mates grey pelt before slipping out. No need to wake him, he was tired enough. Her little poisonous flower, grown so strong since they had first met. Remembrance felt a salty pearl develop as she padded quickly out of camp, her paws taking her to the clearing where everything had started, where everything had gone down. Where she- Remembrance paused, ears flicking towards the ocean that was shinning from behind the trees, a guilty feeling falling over her. She haddnt been alone at a sunrise for a while, not since.. Chomp, gull... .plip. .pilp. .plip. .plip, plip, plip The sand damped quietly from her tears as everything overflowed onto her. What had she done? Was she really worth the title? Those cats she had failed to heal. Requiempaw, Hickory, where were they now?? Pecanblade, Starlight, Sweetcloud, Marlinstar, Nova?? Everyone. She had failed EVERYONE. NO ONE WAS WORTH HER TIME. HER TIME WAS WASTED. SHE NEVER MANAGED TO HELP The elder shook her head in shock, what was she doing? Remembrance took off, running hard against the windy beach as the waves crashed forward before pausing and shouting out at the waves, ' ARE YOU HAPPY NOW? ' ' ARE YOU DONE FOLLOWING ME AROUND? ' Mimi's blue eyes opened slowly, feeling a winged shadow above her as she looked up, was it Fantasy? Her crane? Had he come back to her at last? no. this bird was bigger.. larger Remembrance felt the claws before she realized it, unsheathing her claws as she tried to fight back, her weaker body struggling in vain. No. no no no no no. she had kits to get back too, crocus needed her. The calico's claws reached for the ground, feeling her paws leave the golden sand as the delicate grains fell through her paws, Remembrance struggled once more before feeling a darkness dawn over her vision. a veil of darkness The storm had reached its highest point. ... PART TWO: PART THREE: unfinished
credits: The artwork is made by @Blueshadow (is that right oops) > its her kit ref/ artwork from the litter Remembrancemist from the Roleplay Generations. Former medic of Urchinclan. 70 moons