Board Thread:Fading Futures - Main Roleplay/@comment-27255507-20180811212128/@comment-27078663-20180830034101

(Awesome thinking Jet :))

Houndblaze was knocked off her paws. The world became a cold blur, all fangs and claws and dark blood.

She landed on the ground in a heap, winded. As she got up to her paws, she staggered.

Houndblaze tasted blood and she felt anger.

But then, out of the corner of her eye.

Movement. Black and white. A familiar shape.

Winterwhisper!

She gasped, seeing him, and in that moment, she let the fury seep away. She didn’t know where her attacker was, but she had to make a decision then, in that split second. Time stopped.

''It’s useless. BlogCla...has fallen. So many of these cats support that maggot Corianderfall. Burningstar is gone, and she’s probably never coming back. Rainbreeze cannot rise to her duty. But...but I can’t give up my future. I don’t where or what it is, or how StarClan will lead my paws, but I do know that I’m not just ready to die yet. Not at the paws of these traitors.''

She nodded at Winterwhisper, and he rolled his eyes back. Even now, in this bloody civil war, he still stayed the same.

And in a way that she couldn’t decide was romantic, or pure, familial love, she knew she had to go with him.

Houndblaze took off across the clearing, adrenaline surging in her veins. Here were cats she cared about her. Yes, she and Winterwhisper had had a rough few days. Yes, BlogClan was possibly on the brink of collapse, and her life would never be the same.

But with this cat she loved, and the future ahead of her, Houndblaze was certain she’d be okay.