Post by lotusbloom on Aug 8, 2009 18:26:10 GMT -6
Lyric (c) Radiohead
But I'm a creep,
I'm a weirdo
She wandered now. Just wandered, today was just not her day. She had gone out on a "hunt." Lotusbloom wasn't really going to hunt, except maybe for a mouse on the way back to make it look possible she had actually gone out for a hunt. One prey animal was good right? Today she didn't want to hunt, today she didn't want to deal with people, today she didn't even want to fight. Today she just wanted to die. Okay maybe that was an overexaggeration. But its she felt close to it. She didn't know why she felt that way but she knew she felt that way.
What the hell am I doin' here?
Strong but tiny and silent paws padded through the Ravine's territory. She was traveling along the line of the drop. Her blue eyes were narrowed in a constant glare today. She was small for a warrior, about the size of an apprentice, but it didn't stop her from being a tough cat. She could fight with the best of them and she loved to do it. She often came to the medicine cat with wounds from cat scratches from playfights that had gotten carried away. It never stopped her from continuing to fight.
Her attitude was just as vicious as her fighting. She could kill without mercy and burn another like fire with just her words. But she would never get what she truly wanted, acceptance (at least in her mind she wouldn't). Hunger clawed ather small belly but Lotusbloom ignored it. She didn'[t deserve to eat today. Then a slow tiny chuckle came from her mouth, she was so pessimistic today. Perhaps she did need someone to talk to.
I don't belong here