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She-Cat | Apprentice | 9 moons
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It was something she had to do.
For most of her life she had been treated like she constantly needed help.
Saved as if she were a damsel in distress or cared for like she was a new born kit in need. She was the smallest of her siblings and after her injuries it was no different. She had to fight for her right to a mentor.
After she lost her hearing that too was taken away from her. It wasn't long before she found herself sneaking away in the dead of night to think. She was not allowed out of camp but she didn't care. If she stayed in there any longer her head was going to explode.
She was completely aware as she walked into the Thunderpath without looking out for any monsters. She didn't care anymore. She was eager for death to greet her. She had nothing.
Suddenly the bright lights of the monsters eyes blinded her. She watched in horror as it approached at an alarming speed. She shrank back and ran back to ShadowClan territory just as the monster missed her tail by mere inches. Dragonpaw sat on the forest floor in shock as she tried to catch her breath. She was trapped in ShadowClan territory. StarClan was forbidding her from leaving.
Maybe if he hearing had still worked she would've heard her attacker from behind and maybe would've survived. Yet as Dragonpaw felt claws dig into her haunches she really didn't put up much of a fight. A black flank towered over her as she lay on the ground not moving.
Her attacked lunged and she felt teeth clamp around her neck. Her vision became blurry as she felt the blood spilling down the side of her neck. Her breathing became raspy and she closed her eyes. She could feel as her life slipped away slowly. Thinking back on her clan she knew that they deserved better. There was nothing she could possibly offer them. Not in this state.
Okay superkit killed Dragonpaw. SC Dramaaa
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