Post by Marly on May 26, 2006 15:12:54 GMT -5
(here's where it's coming from btw, Nightstorm, Silverpaw and Stormpaw's death, NOT Oakhearts! i could never kill my brave and loyal warrior ^^ he's my fave ^^
And there is one other warrior who was on the patrol with Oakheart, following hiom in, and one apprentice, whoever wants can be those, they didn't see the bodies, but they where on the patrol and are following Oakheart back to camp, all they know is that Nightstorm is dead, Oakheart couldnm't bring himself to explain to them on the way back yet
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Oakheart slowly walked through the trails, barely consious of his surroundings, his only thoughts was on that of which he had just seen. How could this have happened? And what am i to tell Riverclan, yet another death, and their all the ones so close to Frostflower.... He couldn't help but wonder of what he would tell them, and what they would say. Would they go abck and take their dead bodies back to be buried properly? Or leave them beside the thunderpath...it could be dangerous trying to carry them back, so close tot he thunderpath. Oakheart's cream tipped paws felt as if they where made of stone, each step was slow and hit the ground heavy, if a deaf mouse couldn't hear it, it could definatly feel it. He hadn't been painfully close with Nightstorm, but he knew him better then most of the cats in the clan. He kenw he had suffered enough with losing Nightkit, though now perhaps they could hunt togather in Starclan. Oakheart shook his head, slowly, once more. He jumped nimbley from stone to stone, barely reaching the otherside of the river. The water was high, since it was spring, but not to the point of over flowage, luckily, since it had already been a hard year.
Oakheart trudged into camp, tail dropped in mourn. His chocolate shoulders hung low, and his once brilliant blue optics looked more of a dull hue. He kenw he had to tell Frostflower, but first to tell Autumnstar...The tom made his way into his leader's den. "A-Autumnstar?..." he lacked the heart to tell her aswell, but he knew he must, "Theres....something I...I must tell you..." He said, head raising slowly, though ears folded back in remorse. He waited for permission to enter before he spoke another word.
And there is one other warrior who was on the patrol with Oakheart, following hiom in, and one apprentice, whoever wants can be those, they didn't see the bodies, but they where on the patrol and are following Oakheart back to camp, all they know is that Nightstorm is dead, Oakheart couldnm't bring himself to explain to them on the way back yet
desertheart.proboards28.com/index.cgi?action=display&board=thunderpath&thread=1148587920&page=1 )
Oakheart slowly walked through the trails, barely consious of his surroundings, his only thoughts was on that of which he had just seen. How could this have happened? And what am i to tell Riverclan, yet another death, and their all the ones so close to Frostflower.... He couldn't help but wonder of what he would tell them, and what they would say. Would they go abck and take their dead bodies back to be buried properly? Or leave them beside the thunderpath...it could be dangerous trying to carry them back, so close tot he thunderpath. Oakheart's cream tipped paws felt as if they where made of stone, each step was slow and hit the ground heavy, if a deaf mouse couldn't hear it, it could definatly feel it. He hadn't been painfully close with Nightstorm, but he knew him better then most of the cats in the clan. He kenw he had suffered enough with losing Nightkit, though now perhaps they could hunt togather in Starclan. Oakheart shook his head, slowly, once more. He jumped nimbley from stone to stone, barely reaching the otherside of the river. The water was high, since it was spring, but not to the point of over flowage, luckily, since it had already been a hard year.
Oakheart trudged into camp, tail dropped in mourn. His chocolate shoulders hung low, and his once brilliant blue optics looked more of a dull hue. He kenw he had to tell Frostflower, but first to tell Autumnstar...The tom made his way into his leader's den. "A-Autumnstar?..." he lacked the heart to tell her aswell, but he knew he must, "Theres....something I...I must tell you..." He said, head raising slowly, though ears folded back in remorse. He waited for permission to enter before he spoke another word.