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Post by x.Jolly.x on Sept 6, 2008 15:00:28 GMT -5
Sharp tongue,
Sharp eyes.
I know where you are.
Mooncloud [/font][/size] It's been a while now. Mooncloud felt it coming. She wasn't eating as much, and she didn't seem as much herself. She paced in the Elder's den, feeling uncomfortable. She looked up at the ceiling of the den. She yowled out loud, feeling pain. She collapsed on her side, trying to breathe. It was getting harder and harder for her to breathe. She felt it coming. The black wave was rising over her. She fought to breathe. She knew it was inevitabele. It was unstoppable.
Mooncloud gave up fighting. The black tide rose over her. She felt herself being dragged away from the living. She let out one more yowl. She felt it now. Death was coming for her. She felt life being pulled away from her. She took one last breath.She was still. Mooncloud would not live anymore. She had gone to join Starclan. [/sup] |
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Post by SHADE. :D on Sept 7, 2008 8:41:11 GMT -5
skytomb A grumbling tom lay in the corner of the elders' den, deep in sleep, but muttering under his breath. His blue-grey coat was faded and thinning in places, and though he was still large, he looked bony and feebler than ever. Skytomb's age certainly was showing now. He gave a sleepy grunt as Mooncloud yowled out. "Can't a cat get a decent nap these days?" he grumbled irritably, opening his yellow eyes. The elderly tom gasped as he spotted Mooncloud writhing on the grass. He heaved himself to his paws, old bones creaking, and hobbled to her side. "Mooncloud? Mooncloud, are you alright?" he croaked. He leant down and licked her between the ears. She fell still. Skytomb quivered, tears springing into his eyes. He arranged her body into a dignified position, and touched his velvety nose on her cheek. "Recieve her well, StarClan," he mewed, tears dribbling down his cheeks. "Goodbye, my friend." |
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Post by FIREH!! on Sept 8, 2008 17:14:05 GMT -5
ICELILY
Icelily's eyes opened as she heard a yowl. She blinked in the morning light, and looked over at Mooncloud. She must've just yowled out in her sleep, Icelily figured. She called out, "Mooncloud?" But didn't get an answer. So she stood up, and padded over to her friend's nest, and touched her nose to her cheek. She felt cold, and there was no breath stirring from the form. She instantly dropped down beside Skytomb and pressed her nose into Mooncloud's side. "May Starclan recieve you with pride," She murmured in a cracked voice. Tears slid down her cheeks, and she touched her nose once more against her friend's cooling pelt, before padding out into the camp and yowling, "Mooncloud's dead!" She padded solemnly back into the Elders' Den, and lay beside Skytomb, stealing comfort and warmth from him, while she kept a silent vigil.[/color]
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