Post by Mintheart on Apr 11, 2011 21:29:50 GMT -8
Mintheart collapsed on the edge of the territory. Her sides were going up and down, up and down, and her fur was tattered and ragged. A thin trail of blood was trickling from her cracked pads.
She had been gone for so many moons...
Flashback:
The pale gray deputy chased the rabbit; only a silver blur through the woodland. She snapped at its' heels, but it was barely out of her reach.
She didn't notice she had run over the border. Didn't notice the fading of scent markers, and the strange smells coming up. Exhilaration ran through her, and she could hear her blood roaring in her ears.
But then it happened. The squirrel darted into the brush, and she leaped after it, but then powerful jaws clamped down on her neck, and she let out a screech of agony.
"HELP! HELP! SOMEONE HELP!" She clawed and slashed and squirmed, but the fox dragged her away.
~~~~~~~~
The fox had nearly killed her. But after a long and grueling battle; she had managed to slash its' throat and belly open, killing it. Stained in blood and exhausted, she had tried to find her way back to ThunderClan. But then rogues had captured her; recognizing her as a Clan deputy. She had been cooped up in an old badger's set for moons, until her escape.
She had barely escaped. But her breaths were coming in ragged gasps. Her pelt was dripping with blood and her green eyes were glazed with pain.
And then; she fainted.
(Okay, I'm back. I AM SO FREAKING SORRY FOR HAVING BEEN INACTIVE! But, please, see my explanation in the General board. I will TRY to be more active; but once or twice a week is about as much as I can promise. If I break it; feel free to kill me and delete my account.)
She had been gone for so many moons...
Flashback:
The pale gray deputy chased the rabbit; only a silver blur through the woodland. She snapped at its' heels, but it was barely out of her reach.
She didn't notice she had run over the border. Didn't notice the fading of scent markers, and the strange smells coming up. Exhilaration ran through her, and she could hear her blood roaring in her ears.
But then it happened. The squirrel darted into the brush, and she leaped after it, but then powerful jaws clamped down on her neck, and she let out a screech of agony.
"HELP! HELP! SOMEONE HELP!" She clawed and slashed and squirmed, but the fox dragged her away.
~~~~~~~~
The fox had nearly killed her. But after a long and grueling battle; she had managed to slash its' throat and belly open, killing it. Stained in blood and exhausted, she had tried to find her way back to ThunderClan. But then rogues had captured her; recognizing her as a Clan deputy. She had been cooped up in an old badger's set for moons, until her escape.
She had barely escaped. But her breaths were coming in ragged gasps. Her pelt was dripping with blood and her green eyes were glazed with pain.
And then; she fainted.
(Okay, I'm back. I AM SO FREAKING SORRY FOR HAVING BEEN INACTIVE! But, please, see my explanation in the General board. I will TRY to be more active; but once or twice a week is about as much as I can promise. If I break it; feel free to kill me and delete my account.)
