[ Claim ] || "I’ll take the sweetest honey you can provide," || Shineear - " Captain " || Female, she/her || 16 moons || UrchinClan ranger || VC: Rinka (Phantom Siita) || Reference: https://scratch.mit.edu/projects/1326837290/ ; Notes: https://scratch.mit.edu/projects/1288712108/ || "and then I’ll serve it back to you in the sweetest beverage you’ve ever tasted." || Typing .. )) I wasn’t going to really roleplay with Shine today but since I’m listening to music and I’m in a good mood I’ll do this.. sighs. I don’t know what I did, take warnings for light mentions of gore and death. (๑╹ω╹๑ ) .. the world was falling apart. the ribbons tying it together had been torn to shreds by canine fangs, falling in shambles and revealing cracks that split the ground into a yawning abyss. an abyss that was conveniently just the size of her heart. the savaged body had been brought to the border. FlurryClanners trying to save the pelts so they could be buried later. shineear stared at the bodies of cat and bird, cousin and companion, best friend and acquaintance. torn by the unforgiving beasts bearing death’s greedy touch. she felt cold. silence weighed on her ears as the world began to spin. her eyes stung viciously, reminding her of how they stung when she wasn’t careful and salt glazed her vision in a watery haze. tears dripped to the ground, beating a miserable rhythm back and forth. drip, drip. her cousin. her best friend. all he’d wanted to be was leader. all it had accomplished was martyrdom. dying for scraps of ungrateful, weak and useless pelts. every time someone helped them, those kind souls died, perishing before demons with yellow eyes and pelts the color of ashes, ashes she could almost taste, wanting to burn the world down. if kindness couldn’t save lives, could ruthlessness? her cats stood for death, for taking and stealing and destruction and all matters of cruel acts. she’d accepted her place before. now it felt like time to step into it. for flickersable, who’d had every opportunity to thrive here, but had wanted to be great. be lionized. and they had died in pursuit of it. the butterfly’s wings were soft and fragile, as the moth’s had been. soft things broke more easily. ‘I will not be soft.’ shine dropped her muzzle to the other cat’s, shredding her skin apart and adopting new scales, the scales her cousin had lost. ‘I’m sorry.’ he would not hear her words. so she would not waste breath on them. but she would think them. thoughts were safety. hers were wrapped in layers she didn’t care to pick apart yet. one didn’t need picking apart, one of pure emotion, and pure agony. her heart singing of its ruination. completion, she was incomplete, never to be fixed. .. idk squad sorry, running on low brain power </3 flickersable is amazing okay? sorry this happened to him, there was a lot he was supposed to do and I was excited to see you both go through that, okay? pardon I’m hating on capitalization today..
