TW for more self-deprecation BUT transitioning to a new gender :DDD :: Maybe he'd stop...so maybe he'd stop :: Ospreyear had left mid-ceremony. It had heard its new name loud and clear It seemed to be amplified among the other names The child of a leader, a ranger How pitiful was that, to be both low and high in rank? :: Wake up, world, it's time to go, because this life can bring you down, so down :: It didn't feel like it deserved its former labels. No 'it', no 'Ospreyear' Not when it was named so similarly to Vultureslaughter, Merlincrown, Sorastar How can you bear a name so close to legends? Look at you, you're nothing compared to them. :: Wake up, world, and turn around the opposite WAY... :: So be it, Ospreyear No. No. No. There's nothing left of Ospreypaw. Or at least that's what you think. Because deep inside, you're still Ospreykit. But outside, not anymore. You've grown. Younger you would've been scared of you. :: Are you man enough? :: :: Are you man enough? :: :: Are you man enough? :: ... .... ..... to take the blame for this? You ki//Ed Ospreykit. Look at your reflection, do you see Ospreykit? It's gone. You're gone. The outside has been burned away by shame and your actions. You've been scorched Scorchedear scorched /skôrCHt/ to be slightly burned away by heat
