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Post by icefang on May 4, 2006 19:49:59 GMT -5
Spiritpaw tossed and turned in her sleep. It was a black night that graced black dreams.
Spirit sprinted through the house. The mad little twoleg kits were chasing her around with the stick... it was long and heavy and had a metal head that was sharpened and could chop apart furniture. She plunged into her hole, the hole in the floor the twolegs couldn't get into to find herself in a long stretch of grass. There were plots of land with dirt piled over them. Reeking from each one was the stench of death.
She ran and ran, trying to find a way out of her misery. She tripped and fell. When she got back up, she made to keep running, but an invisible wall had built around her. She turned around and ran the other way to see Aura's mutilated body in front of her. "NO!" she yowled. "AURA, NO!" Aura's death scent engulfed her, filling her nostrils, enveloping her. The air was gone and the invisible walls were closing in... there was no escape... she would suffocate from lack of air and the last thing she'd smell was Aura's decaying body, the last thing she'd feel would be the walls squeezing her in...
She saw Bearfrost on the other side of the wall. She cried out, 'BEARFROST!' and he stopped, but did not look at her. 'HELP ME!' she cried. He turned agonzingly slowly... and when he did, she saw that he had no face. She let out a scream of terror and as she began to die, she could hear the voices of her family floating around her in an angelic chorus... angelic but shrill and heart wrenching.... she could no longer call out his name, the light was gone, everything was blackness.......
She jerked out of her terrible dream, drenched in cold sweat. "BEARFROST!" she screamed in a yowl of pure desperation. "AURA, NO!"
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Post by icefang on May 4, 2006 19:55:45 GMT -5
OOC: btw, this seems like it should be Bearfrost who replies, but anyone can ;D
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Post by coddle the infectionxxx on May 4, 2006 20:27:52 GMT -5
The whit etom with amber brown spots padded in. His eyes widened a fratcion of an inch when he saw her, and he padded over. He dropped to the ground gracefully, and pressed his pelt against her side softly.
Come on, Spiritpaw, wake up.
He said. He nudged her softly with his nose.
Shhhh, it's just me.
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Post by icefang on May 4, 2006 20:31:10 GMT -5
Spiritpaw was shivering violently. She could smell Bearfrost but was terrified that if she looked up his face would not be there. She buried her face in his pelt and shook her head.
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Post by coddle the infectionxxx on May 4, 2006 20:32:48 GMT -5
Hesitantly, he pushed hisnose against the top of her head. He understood she might not want to talk about it, so he just let his soft, rumbling purr echo thorugh his chest. His purr was a silent one, but the vibrations could be felt in his fur.
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Post by icefang on May 4, 2006 20:39:22 GMT -5
She lifted her face from his pelt and still would not look at his face, but would not leave his side. "I-I dreamed that I was in the house," she stammered. "The twoleg runts were chasing me with a stick. I jumped into my hole where they couldn't find me. But I was in a plain of grass. I could smell death from inside the ground. I ran, and I tripped over Aura's body. I tried to run away, but there was an invisible wall," her voice shook. "It was closing me in. And then you came. I called out your name, but when you turned and looked at me, you had no face. Then everything disappeared, and I heard my mother and father calling my name... I wasn't breathing, and all I could smell was Aura..." Her voice died. She would not cry. She was not going to cry.
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Post by coddle the infectionxxx on May 4, 2006 20:53:03 GMT -5
That's horrible. But It was just a dream. I'm here now, with my face, and you can breathe. I have those dreams all the time. All my freinds die repeatedly in my mind, but it's just a dream. His low voice hit a smoother tone, and his voice was not a chilly. Helay there, enjoying her warmth, and her company.
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Post by icefang on May 5, 2006 16:10:08 GMT -5
She braved looking at his face. And it was there, to her relief. "It wasn't the dream," she said. "It was Aura... She never, ever, ever deserved to die... she should be the one here, not me. I should've died, not her. Oh, she was so beautiful... you would've liked her." Her eyes sparkled with tears, but she would not let them do more than that. "If any cat... deserves to be free... it's her."
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Post by coddle the infectionxxx on May 7, 2006 15:43:35 GMT -5
You can't think of waht could have happened, Spiritpaw. It's like being in the past, reliving it all. There are tons of cat's I've fought along side of that deserved to be free, and tons of animals I've killed that should have lived. Frankly, sometimes, I don't know if I should have lived. It's to unfair and un predictable. But if I live in hte past, I have no room for the future, and I don't think all my dead freinds would want me to give into life wihtout a fight.
Bearfrost's voice was low. It was almost emotionless, but at the end his voice cracked lsightly. He kept his face blank, but his eyes fought for a moment before becoming blank again.
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Post by icefang on May 7, 2006 18:42:06 GMT -5
She didn't quite know what to say to this. She had fought back her tears, but Bearfrost now threatened to bring them back. She rested her head down on his shoulder, trying to gather her thoughts, and glad that there was someone warm and nice to turn to. "But how do I do that?" she asked finally, sitting up. "How can I ignore the past when it is what defined me? How do you do it?" She wiped away her tears with her paw, disguising it as grooming.
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Post by coddle the infectionxxx on May 7, 2006 19:28:11 GMT -5
I don't htink it does. I don't know anything of your past than what you've told me, and that doesn't define you to me. When you first came, you thought I was a clan cat. You had to wait until I told you other wise.
It's like... I don't forget who was lost. I would never do that. I just don't think that they would want me to mope and let life and death get the better of me. Do you think Aura would want you to live in the past? Or fight for what you think is right, and keep going. I keep going to respect those I lost, i keep going for them.
I don't think your sister would have wanted you to live in the past, wishing for her. I think she would have wanted you to fight for your life.
He gently rested his head agasint her's, pretenidng not to see the tears.
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Post by icefang on May 8, 2006 17:53:25 GMT -5
She swallowed hard, and a deep purr erupted from within her chest, vibrating through her entire body. "It just feels like... like I'm betraying her if I'm not sad," she said. "Not that I'm not sad, but... I feel like if I allow myself to move on, it's letting go of her, and I can't do that."
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Post by coddle the infectionxxx on May 8, 2006 19:30:56 GMT -5
Your not letting go. Your living in spite of. But answer me this: do you think Aura would have wanted you to be sad and depressed, or sad but still lively?
He didn't look at her, because he didn't know if she wanted him to. But his soft, deep voice resonated thorugh his body, and he knew she could probably feel it.
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Post by icefang on May 8, 2006 20:28:31 GMT -5
"She'd want me to be sad but still lively," Spiritpaw breathed.
OOC: mmmmPerhaps I'll add onto this but not now... no need to wait either
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Post by coddle the infectionxxx on May 9, 2006 15:22:04 GMT -5
Exactly. You can be sad, just don't dwell on what could have happened. One of my favorite cats once told me that if I moped on what could have happened then life would hit me on the head.
He shook his head.
Did you ever think this would happen?
he asked, if a bit abruptly. He had jsut thought, ten moons ago, he would have laughed himself silly at the thought of what was happeniing now. Actallu he just would have smiled, but that was his equivelent of laughing himself to death and back again.
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