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Feb 18 2018, 05:06 PM
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<div class="mikkipost">southskies hesitated briefly at the entrance of the medicine den to glance back in the direction she'd come, watching the loving watch nobleground and battleborn bent into one another. her mouth formed a small frown, but the tabby warrior held her silence. she'd spoken her piece to the two, and in the process realized there was much she didn't understand - about them,
about their homeland, about the customs they were working so hard to shed but couldn't. for now she was content to let it go... especially when considering nobleground's recent stint in the medicine den.
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it had occurred to her, even before she charged back into camp to challenge nobleground, that there were things she needed to do. namely: apologize to telegraphavenue. southskies missed her friend fiercely, but not even that pain was enough to break through the barrier her bullheaded pride put together in the face of an opportunity to say she was sorry. but if she could pluck up the courage to apologize to battleborn, who she liked considerably less than telly, she could absolutely apologize to her friend.
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it was just like ripping out a thorn. she had to be quick and just get it over with. "tele- telly?"
southskies called into the den. "can i talk to you?"
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Jan 14 2018, 02:08 PM
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<div class="mikkipost">southskies led the way from camp, along the familiar twisting path that in greenleaf wound through tangles of brambles and bracken. there was a lightness to her step that had been missing for a long time, stolen away by the deep worries that festered in her heart after her return to thunderclan, when the injuries scattered across her face held her back from doing what she loved.
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it was only through silverstar's trust in her, and her love for dusty and jack, that had begun to bring southskies out of that darkness.
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"so," she turned to sit across from moonpaw once they had reached the training hollow. "you said you only remember how to stalk. are you sure that's it?"</div>[/dohtml]
Dec 29 2017, 12:49 PM
she burst into the elders den with a breathless gasp and collapsed onto the ground in a heap of trembling legs. her flanks heaved as she fought to drag air into her lungs, but the traitorous organs in her chest refused to cooperate. tears streamed steadily in twin rivers down southskies' face, and now that she was in the safety of the den the hold she had on her cries slipped loose. a pitiful wail rose in her throat. it was an alarmingly un-southskies-like sound, but so was everything else about the she-cat in that moment. the stoic, steadfast warrior was gone, and in hr place lay a heartbroken molly who couldn't separate herself from the overwhelming emotion beating inside her broken heart.

how could spottedlegs just leave? after everything she'd confided to southskies about their brother, all of the regret she felt for treating him poorly; spottedlegs had said she changed, that she wanted to make amends, but this only proved that she felt otherwise. what's more, her loyalty to thunderclan was in question! she claimed to leave only to persuade foxscar to change his mind, but it felt like one more betrayal among many.

southskies knew the clan could hear her. her sobbing was grossly loud enough to be heard even outside camp, but at that moment she didn't care who heard. she needed to cry, to get it all out, because otherwise this feeling was going to kill her right then and there.
Nov 5 2017, 10:54 PM
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<div class="mikkipost">everything hurt. southskies didn't know which way was up or down, left or right; but that might have to do in part with the imposing blackness on the right side of her face. that entire section of her head throbbed and ached with intense pain, dribbling wet rivers of blood down her neck to pool around her trembling body.
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southskies knew she was blind, even through the haze of pain and fear. the badger had damaged it or torn it right out of her head. she didn't know which, it could be either or with how much her head pulsated in agony. there was a ringing in her right ear, too, that refused to stop no matter how much time passed.
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she didn't know how long she'd been laying there in a puddle of her own blood and vomit and, when she couldn't hold it anymore, urine. southskies kept slipping in and out of consciousness, but every time she opened her eyes the starlit sky wheeled overhead. it had to be the same night, the one after she'd led the badger away from coalstep and spiderfur. it had to be, because she would be dead otherwise with these sort of injuries. southskies didn't need to see them to know how bad off she was.
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she was going to die out here. alone and afraid, longing for spiderfur to curl around her and tell her everything was going to be okay. she prayed for one last word from him, even after all the times she'd wished he would shut up, stop talking to her. it felt impossible to miss someone that much when you were dying, but even in these last moments his bright golden eyes were the only thing she could think about. i wish i'd had more time, southskies thought sadly. not just with him, but spottedlegs too. she and her sister would never have the chance to bond now. </div>[/dohtml]
Nov 2 2017, 11:16 PM
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<div class="mikkipost">every breath was a labored drag of air in through her nose, out through her mouth. it felt too loud in the quiet of the forest, half convinced as southskies was that she hadn't actually lost the badger. even her heartbeat felt too loud, hammering away inside her chest like it was trying to get tree.
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she broke through a cluster of brambles and slowed to a walk - but not before another wild glance over her shoulder, just to be sure. to be honest, southskies didn't know how long or far she'd run.
it felt like no time had passed, but in the same turn it felt like moons. she had no indication of whether she'd succeeded in her foolhardy task of leading the badger away from her clanmates.
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even if she hadn't, she had given them time to get away. that was enough for her.
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southskies collapsed back onto her haunches beneath the arching bows of an ancient evergreen.
without the panicked, desperate adrenaline to drive her, the pain from her injuries quickly set back in. a deep cut oozed blood on her shoulder, the first of few the badger had managed to land. it had reopened during her escape, weeping thin trails of crimson through the white-and-brown fur on her shoulder. the rest of the wounds were limited to her haunches, where the badger's claws had caught her during one terrifying attempt to squeeze into a fallen log. another on her tail, the fur stripped by dangerously sharp teeth.
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but none of the wounds were life-threatening. she would be fine as long as she took care. which was another problem entirely, because southskies had absolutely no idea where she was.
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a twig cracked somewhere nearby, raising the hair along her spine. southskies peered into the shadows that pooled between the trees, nose lifted to scent the air. the reek of badger was nowhere to be found. this forest was, remarkably, devoid of anything other than tree and prey-scent. uncontested lands, then - far beyond anything she was familiar with. </div>[/dohtml]
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