TW: Blood, d3@th and extremely bad writing __________________________________ Branchfall trotted through the forest, the pain on her shoulder and her nose increasing. //n..eugh! Why did Starlitpaw have to attack me…..?// Branchfall winced at the pain. She heard a scream at the border, a bit close to FlurryClan. It sounded like…. Bluejayfeather….? She shook her head, sitting down. She needed some rest. Fawnfreckle……Bluejayfeather…… those names echoed in her mind, mixed with the pain of her wounds. //I….I can’t take it anymore…….// Branchfall started to sob, her tears landing on the ground. “W…what do I do……?” Branchfall murmured to herself. As an apprentice, she had gone through the shock of finding out what her mother was, as a warrior, she had to deal with Starlitpaw and find out that her adoptive brother was a murd3r3r too. A branch fell. Not the cat, but an actual branch. It landed on her shoulder wound, making it deeper. Branchfall shrieked in pain, more and more blood flowing from the wound. Finally, she closed her eyes……for the last time.
This is literally the first time I’ve ever drawn Branchfall. Art by me Writing by me Roleplay by @-generations
