Post by georgiagirl71 on Aug 18, 2016 22:32:52 GMT
First her, and than it happened to him. Now where was he?
She had first shown up in his land. She was a crazy kit that hit her head on the ice. She was a freak! A monster!
Than the same had happened to him. He had shown up on her land. Terrified the ginger was.
Now, this was enough to give him a near heart attack. Where in Starclan's name?
Things were crazy in that world. Cats making friends with dogs. Dog making friends with the creatures of stories: lions and tigers and leopards. Only in the elder's stories were those beasts mentioned. There, it was an everyday fact of life. Things they called powers. She had been there. She was home and he was not. She didn't attack him. She had let him be. Safe from her clan. Join, she wanted. Him? Join her? She must of had bees for brains. He ran away. Ran away, and somehow, ended up lost. Just him and nobody else. He stayed like that.
Now this was different. He had seen them before. No, he was a cat. He couldn't.. He couldn't just... switch!? That was impossible!
But here he was.
Hyperventilating.
What else would one expect?
Shaggy, orange hair. The same color as his fur. Pale skin. Twoleg... Twoleg??
Sweatshirt and ripped jeans--what the hell were those?
Woken up in a run down motel, the teenaged boy would be drawing in gasps of breath.
In, out. In, out.
His whole body was shaking.
In, out. In, out.
Sharp nails dun into his leg, piercing the skin. His senses weren't dulled. The sharp tang of blood sliced through the air, filling him with a new found terror. Memories.
No, no, no, No, NO, NO.
His gasping was growing intense. Nails dug deeper resulting in a worse flow of blood, resulting in his terror to rise even higher than before.
In, in, in, out.
NO, NO, NO
In, in, in, out,
NO, NO, NO
Memories flickered back and forth, dragging into his world, than her world, than this world.
HIS world. Couldn't he just, go, back!? MoonDust, StagStar. MOONDUST, STAGSTAR.
He hated Moon, but she was a hundred percent better than everything happening.
IN, in, in, in, out.
NO, NO, NO, NO, NO, NO!!
IN, in, in, in, out.
NO, NO, NO, NO, NO, NO!!
But he was here. It wasn't a dream.
Panic attack. All too common for the male nowadays. Since SHE came.
It was HER fault.
HER. HE WOULD KILL HER.
She had first shown up in his land. She was a crazy kit that hit her head on the ice. She was a freak! A monster!
Than the same had happened to him. He had shown up on her land. Terrified the ginger was.
Now, this was enough to give him a near heart attack. Where in Starclan's name?
Things were crazy in that world. Cats making friends with dogs. Dog making friends with the creatures of stories: lions and tigers and leopards. Only in the elder's stories were those beasts mentioned. There, it was an everyday fact of life. Things they called powers. She had been there. She was home and he was not. She didn't attack him. She had let him be. Safe from her clan. Join, she wanted. Him? Join her? She must of had bees for brains. He ran away. Ran away, and somehow, ended up lost. Just him and nobody else. He stayed like that.
Now this was different. He had seen them before. No, he was a cat. He couldn't.. He couldn't just... switch!? That was impossible!
But here he was.
Hyperventilating.
What else would one expect?
Shaggy, orange hair. The same color as his fur. Pale skin. Twoleg... Twoleg??
Sweatshirt and ripped jeans--what the hell were those?
Woken up in a run down motel, the teenaged boy would be drawing in gasps of breath.
In, out. In, out.
His whole body was shaking.
In, out. In, out.
Sharp nails dun into his leg, piercing the skin. His senses weren't dulled. The sharp tang of blood sliced through the air, filling him with a new found terror. Memories.
No, no, no, No, NO, NO.
His gasping was growing intense. Nails dug deeper resulting in a worse flow of blood, resulting in his terror to rise even higher than before.
In, in, in, out.
NO, NO, NO
In, in, in, out,
NO, NO, NO
Memories flickered back and forth, dragging into his world, than her world, than this world.
HIS world. Couldn't he just, go, back!? MoonDust, StagStar. MOONDUST, STAGSTAR.
He hated Moon, but she was a hundred percent better than everything happening.
IN, in, in, in, out.
NO, NO, NO, NO, NO, NO!!
IN, in, in, in, out.
NO, NO, NO, NO, NO, NO!!
But he was here. It wasn't a dream.
Panic attack. All too common for the male nowadays. Since SHE came.
It was HER fault.
HER. HE WOULD KILL HER.