This is one of my characters in a Warriors thing I'm writing (Mistysky). I know, it's not a great drawing o_o But hey, at least the song is awesome! Her mate, Redpelt, fell off a cliff, and she dove after him without a second thought. Here's the scene. Mistysky padded beside Redpelt and Sunpool as they carefully patrolled the ThunderClan borders. Redpelt dropped into a hunting crouch just a heartbeat before Mistysky detected the scent of rabbit. The red-furred warrior grinned at his mate before he took off after the creature. Mistysky joined in the chase, keeping a few paces behind him to let him make the catch. The rabbit veered off toward a wall of reeds, and Redpelt sped up. "Redpelt, no!" Sunpool yowled at the younger warrior. It was too late. Redpelt had pounced as he reached the reeds, and as Mistysky approached, she could see the cliff. She heard the terrified screech. She heard the muffled 'thud' of a body falling against the rocks below. "NO!" she shrieked. Without thinking, without interrupting her running pace, she hurled herself over the rocky face. But she knew he was dead. She knew she would never see him again. Only then did she realize she was falling.
Guns For Hands is by Twenty Øne Pilots. The art is mine :) I know what you think in the morning, When the sun shines on the ground, And shows what you have done, It shows where your mind has gone, And you swear to your parents, That it will never happen again, I know, I know what that means, I know. That you all have guns, And you never put the safety on, And you all have plans, To take it, to take it, Don't take it, take it, take it. I'm trying, I'm trying to sleep, I'm trying, I'm trying to sleep, But I can't, but I can't When you all have guns for hands, yeah I'm trying, I'm trying to sleep, I'm trying, I'm trying to sleep, But I can't, but I can't When you all have guns for hands, yeah Let's take this a second at a time, Let's take this one song, this one rhyme, Together, let's breathe, Together, to the beat, But there's hope out the window, So that's where we'll go, Let's go outside and all join hands, But until then you'll never understand. That you all have guns, And you never put the safety on, And you all have plans, To take it, to take it, Don't take it, take it, take it. I'm trying, I'm trying to sleep, I'm trying, I'm trying to sleep, But I can't, but I can't When you all have guns for hands, yeah. (hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey) (hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey) (hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey) [4x] (la, da, da, da, da) We've turned our hands to guns, trade in our thumbs for ammunition, I must forewarn you of my disorder, or my condition, 'Cause when the sun sets, it upsets what's left of my invested interest, Interested in putting my fingers to my head, The solution is, I see a whole room of these mutant kids, Fused at the wrist, I simply tell them they should shoot at this, Simply suggest my chest and this confused music, It's obviously best for them to turn their guns to a fist. I'm trying, I'm trying to sleep, I'm trying, I'm trying to sleep, But I can't, but I can't When you all have guns for hands, yeah. I'm trying, I'm trying to sleep, (I'm tying to sleep) I'm trying, I'm trying to sleep, (I'm trying to sleep) But I can't, but I can't When you all have (when you all have) guns for hands, yeah.
