This is my entry for the Art Contest! I might revise the background sometime later, but for now I think it turned out pretty good!
Backstory: As a kit, Hazelbirch was always teased for her social awkwardness. Soon she began to isolate herself, believing she would never make any friends. When she finally found a cat who was kind to her, she was ecstatic! Was this the friend she had been longing for her entire life? But one day as a young warrior, she overheard a conversation happening in the forest. She crept closer, curious. There was her best friend! She almost went over to say hello, when she saw who he was talking with. It was Fangtooth, the biggest bully in BlossomClan. What was her friend doing with him? Her answer came loud and clear, something she desperately wished she could unhear. "Ugh, it's so annoying to have to hang out with her all the time. She can never carry on a proper conversation! I'd never go near her if my mom didn't make me." Hazelbirch felt tears well in her eyes, and she fled back to camp, Fangtooth's laughter echoing in her ears. If her one friend actually hated her... What did she have? As the moons went on, Hazelbirch distanced herself from the Clan. I'll never have a friend, she told herself. Not a real one, anyway. So she decided to run away. It wasn't as if anyone would care. She set off in the night, determined to find somewhere where she could be herself without worrying what others thought of her. And according to legend, she's still searching, trying to fill the gap in her heart that no medicine cat can heal. The End.
