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Post by Deleted on Jul 28, 2018 20:05:32 GMT -5
tell me about it, we are all lost inside
It seems like the end of the world when he talked to Bluepaw, it felt like the last thing on his mind came to play. Newtstorm, who recently became a warrior, after being trapped in a rogues den for a while. Healing up since his latest injuries was hard enough with the low supplies. His mental health was worst. His mind couldn't focus on one simple thing, it was skipping from on thought to another so quickly. How was his sister, Pinepaw? Is she still an apprentice, where did she go? How was Bluepaw? He left everything behind right when he became a warrior, trapped in a disease slowly taking his life away. Now even when his physical health was healed. His mind is still corrupted about what has happened. Everything changed. Everything. His friends, his clan. Everything. 235 words
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Post by Deleted on Jul 28, 2018 20:17:00 GMT -5
WillowPaw was tired of walking. Her paws ached, she kept getting shoved, and she had no one to speak to. Suddenly, a cat caught her eyes. WillowPaw had always been good at reading faces, and the look on his said he was worse off than she was. Slowly, she made her way over to him, watching him close with a hint of worry in her eyes. "Umm...sir?" the small she-cat asked, "You gonna be okay?"
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Post by Deleted on Jul 28, 2018 20:28:29 GMT -5
"yah how about you" He stared down at her, he turned to look at the little apprentice. "how your training going?" he sighed, proabably not too good. Life hasn't been great at any turn
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Post by Deleted on Jul 28, 2018 20:48:13 GMT -5
The apprentice frowned, but didn't bring up his upset and lost look, "It's... alright, I suppose. Not like I've really been getting taught much, with us on the move, but at least my mentor's not a jerk" she half smiled, no joy in her grin
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