Reflections Not Too Pretty (Windy~)

[Kat :)]

The day was cool and clear, crisp air sliding over the short moor grass on the Riverclan side of the boarder, just before the Gorge. A white and black dapple shape, like something out of a black-and-white movie standing in a technicolor Disney film, was the only thing that stood out on the stoic landscape. THe grasses were autumn yellow and weak fall flowers dappled the pebble ridden ground. The boulders clustered here and there were water strained from the frothy spray of the falls and covered with linchens.

Paperclaw crouched in the grasses, letting the sweet autumn scents drift over him, his gray and blue eyes trained on the far rise of Windclan, breif blips of sound ringing in his ears, echos of battles passed. The fox's raspy barks, Languidpaw's shrieks of terror and pain, Lividcall's smooth voice telling him he'd done all he could at the top of the rise, before he'd reluctantly left. His eyes unfocused and refocused periodically and he ignored the tempting of prey around him, lost in his thoughts, his mask off as he was all alone. His face was stern and cold, his mind reeling, replaying the events of the worst day of his life, guilt coiling in his chest, his mind trying to find ways that things could have changed, come out differently. But in the end, Languidpaw had died, and there was no way around it.

A stick snapped somewhere behind him and he leapt to his feet, bristling and stiff-legged, his eyes searching the grasses for the intruder. His lips pulled back in a snarl. "Who's there?"

[W.in.DY.]

"Who's there?" The words still echoed in Cherynobyltoxin's mind, which, for the very moment, was nothing but snarled and blackened (it'd suprise you how it actually looked in there.) She stood up, a blank expression covering her face. She glanced behind her at the snapped twig. "Oh--Me? What?" Then she glanced back at him, her blue eyes scrutinizing him, as if he were something that she had never laid eyes on.
She swiveled her auds around, taking in the noises that she had grown up around. Most of them still were a nuisance.


ooc|| OMG no muse. D:

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