Post by Nepeta on Nov 8, 2014 22:41:25 GMT -5
Blood- Blood, every where. Tons of it. Some was his, but that was not what the tom was concerned about. Blood was on his paws, his brother before him. Although he knew it was his brother, it was just a pitch black figure. As if... As if he was staring into a black hole. Blood spilled around the body. He looked over to the cat that had killed his brother. He didn't care if he was just protecting his clan. He knew him as a murderer.
Instead of avenging his brother, the now cowardly tom sought to flee. He turned, trying to run from the fate that his brother had gotten. It was my fault. A voice boomed, one that he knew was his own. It was all my fault..
but as he ran faster and faster, the world around him seemed to fade away, to disappear. He could now see himself, running from the fate. but... Not moving. Instead he was being sucked into his brother's body. Now blood was all around him. He was drowning in it, the thick liquid filling his nose, eyes, mouth and ears. He choked on it, trying to swim to the surface but only sinking into the abyss.
Berrycloud woke with a start. He breathed heavily for a moment, then checking his paws. No blood. With a sigh of relief, he got up to stretch, trying to push the dream and flash back away.
He realized he wasn't in the warriors den, but in the clearing. Must have fell asleep under the shade.
He yawned, looking at the fresh kill pile. "Can never have too much fresh kill." He mewed. Walking toward the entrance, he hesitated. He was not going alone. "Does anyone want to join me on a hunting patrol?"
Instead of avenging his brother, the now cowardly tom sought to flee. He turned, trying to run from the fate that his brother had gotten. It was my fault. A voice boomed, one that he knew was his own. It was all my fault..
but as he ran faster and faster, the world around him seemed to fade away, to disappear. He could now see himself, running from the fate. but... Not moving. Instead he was being sucked into his brother's body. Now blood was all around him. He was drowning in it, the thick liquid filling his nose, eyes, mouth and ears. He choked on it, trying to swim to the surface but only sinking into the abyss.
Berrycloud woke with a start. He breathed heavily for a moment, then checking his paws. No blood. With a sigh of relief, he got up to stretch, trying to push the dream and flash back away.
He realized he wasn't in the warriors den, but in the clearing. Must have fell asleep under the shade.
He yawned, looking at the fresh kill pile. "Can never have too much fresh kill." He mewed. Walking toward the entrance, he hesitated. He was not going alone. "Does anyone want to join me on a hunting patrol?"
