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Entry: @screeching_goat_girl CC: @CHICALOVEPIZZA Backstory: Swantail sat in the camp clearing, waiting for her mate, darkheart to return to camp, when she heard the words of darkheart’s apprentice, shadowpaw that tore her heart like talons of an owl, “DARKHEART’S DEAD!!!” Swantail looked at shadowpaw in dismay, shadowpaw had never looked so scared like this before. She rushed over to him, then she saw what he was carrying, it was the head of her dead mate. She looked at him, feeling nauseous from the shock, fear, anger, and sadness churning inside her, “w-where’s h-his b-b-body?!” Shadowpaw slowly turned around, revealing the body of darkheart. Swantail screamed, “who would do this?!” She stepped back. Shadowpaw hung his head, “and it’s all my fault... another cat attacked and darkheart told me to run and so I ran, when I came back.... his head was detached from his body and-“ he paused as Swantail licked the top of her half-brother’s head, “it’s not your fault, shadowpaw...” she went to join the burial for her dead mate. Once the burial was done, she placed a pretty pink flower on his grave, like the one darkheart gave her when they first became mates, suddenly, memories flashed through her head, when they were both reckless young kits, determined apprentices, young warriors, and when they first became mates, when they had their kits, even though the times where one of their kits was suffering, and when Swantail found her father’s evil secret, they still loved and supported each other. She felt a breeze and darkheart’s warm sweet scent drifted over her, she felt the pink flower go behind her ear, “darkheart? Is that you?” She said as she heard darkheart’s voice, “I’m here, Swantail, I love you.”
