Post by shadowfire on Feb 28, 2012 23:14:33 GMT -5
Shadowfire ll Hollow Lake Forest
A rather small, muscular tom cat sat bent over a rock, muttering words unable to be understood exactly. His claws scratched the stone and he found himself unsheathing and sheathing his claws while opening his maw to make a choking sound.
Not again.
The world spiraled out of control and he found himself, yet again, in the pond. This time though, Sparrowflight was safe. She was on land with her father, looking young and healthy again with all 4 legs.
He let out a scream, yelling for help while they just sat there, dumb founded-unable to understand him for some reason. He felt the wave of water roll into him as she crocodile slowly came towards him, thrashing in the water all the way.
"Please! Please!" he yelled, trying, unsuccessfully, to escape from the crocodile's powerful jaws. Right when the long, sharp row of teeth came down on his back, his vision blurred and yet again another event took place.
Finchstar was on the ground in front of him, bleeding to death and he smelled the warm, heavy scent of blood. It reeked for some reason, it was as if....His eyes widened and he stepped back, looking down to see his paws blood stained.
"NO!" He heard the wails of Sparrowlfight, Silverheart, and Hawktide crying in sadness, screaming why.
The worst part was when Sparrowflight appeared, and he suddenly dropped to the ground, unable to move.
She screeched at him with a large ferocity and demanded for revenge. He just lay there helpless, wailing for forgiveness like a helpless kitten. He shook. And right when she was about to take her paw down on his back, attempting to fracture his spine, he awoke from the nightmares in a cold sweat.
"Why do you haunt me Sparrowflight. Why are you in every single dream of mine. Why are they always nightmares?" he questioned to the dull, lifeless air. What was becoming of him? Was he turning mad like he had with Harley's influence?
A rather small, muscular tom cat sat bent over a rock, muttering words unable to be understood exactly. His claws scratched the stone and he found himself unsheathing and sheathing his claws while opening his maw to make a choking sound.
Not again.
The world spiraled out of control and he found himself, yet again, in the pond. This time though, Sparrowflight was safe. She was on land with her father, looking young and healthy again with all 4 legs.
He let out a scream, yelling for help while they just sat there, dumb founded-unable to understand him for some reason. He felt the wave of water roll into him as she crocodile slowly came towards him, thrashing in the water all the way.
"Please! Please!" he yelled, trying, unsuccessfully, to escape from the crocodile's powerful jaws. Right when the long, sharp row of teeth came down on his back, his vision blurred and yet again another event took place.
Finchstar was on the ground in front of him, bleeding to death and he smelled the warm, heavy scent of blood. It reeked for some reason, it was as if....His eyes widened and he stepped back, looking down to see his paws blood stained.
"NO!" He heard the wails of Sparrowlfight, Silverheart, and Hawktide crying in sadness, screaming why.
The worst part was when Sparrowflight appeared, and he suddenly dropped to the ground, unable to move.
She screeched at him with a large ferocity and demanded for revenge. He just lay there helpless, wailing for forgiveness like a helpless kitten. He shook. And right when she was about to take her paw down on his back, attempting to fracture his spine, he awoke from the nightmares in a cold sweat.
"Why do you haunt me Sparrowflight. Why are you in every single dream of mine. Why are they always nightmares?" he questioned to the dull, lifeless air. What was becoming of him? Was he turning mad like he had with Harley's influence?