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Post by Skybreeze on Nov 2, 2010 19:05:52 GMT -5
*mind is numb as she trots in.* //Mother.....I can't keep my promise, I'm sorry, the clans aren't so bad. They're nice cats.// *Sits down and closes her eyes. Fallenstar, when she was still a warrior. Laughing with her while she applyies poultices. Bright and happy, a family. Thankful eyes as she helps them with sicknesses. Sigh of relief as she reduces pain on injuries. then Doestar, stern, but kind...... She opens her eyes. Nothing. Damp, musty, what's left of the herb storages they had worked so hard to sort and gather. Now sitting there. her paws shoot out, by themselves. She snatches a handfull of broad herb leaves and secures the with vines, fashoining a basket. She stocks in precious herbs for bareleaf carefully. Fills the bucket neatly, keeping them in their categories, Stuffs the basket full then snatches it up. Turns back, eyes watering, barely being able to take the pain. Sun, laughter, all her clanmates. her second family nearly destroyed. She fears like her first one. mother dead, sister furious. She grits her teeth, and moves into Hailclan with what was last of memories for Stormclan. Determined to be back and rebuild Stormclan. For now, this was a farewell.*
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