Hardened Shell [Closed Solo]

((OoC: I needed a hunting patrol to rank Burningsun up on time, so this is the flowchart that this topic follows.
Trial -> Destruction and Discoveries -> Lost Dawn -> Something Needs to Change -> This Topic ))

Wow. That's all Burningsun could think when she exited the camp to go and hunt, an order from Mistyrain. Not that she needed much encouragement to leave the camp. Before the Trial, the camp had been her home. After her trip to the Moonstone, she saw that little clearing as the place where she belonged. Her family was there. The clan she loved so much was there. All it felt like now was a prison that held the chains and bindings of some 'sin' she committed. Every morning she rose, she would remember the morning she rose of the trial. Most of the time, she woke up with a soaked pelt from the sweat of nightmares. Every night she had moved closer to Lightfang. Now, she practically slept on top of him or under him. It was the only way she would get any sleep.

When she did wake up from the hellscape of dreams, she would push out of the den into the clearing. The Tall Branch was always there, and she could picture herself up there, almost possessed by the justice of StarClan. Her gaze would travel down to the dirt where Tinystar had bled out and died. She would taste the blood in her mouth again, hear the yowling of her clanmates around her, feel the descending darkness of hatred for her and everything she stood for.

All she wanted to do was save them from him.

Tinystar.

For a cat so tiny he held so much inside him. So much evil. He had accepted the punishment for his crimes, had not punished her then or yet. But she knew he didn't change. She saw how he still moped around camp. She saw how he had completely ignored her existence with the medicine cats. Mintwhisker was back, and she had killed a cat that had killed him before. She was a medicine cat, and she had killed before. How was she supposed to receive medical care now?

And Spottedleap-

Burningsun had been so distracted she practically stumbled across a squirrel eating a nut at the root of a tree. Quickly lashing out, Burningsun killed the squirrel and moved on.

The member 'Stags' has done the following action : Dices roll

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'Hunting Dice' : 7

- and Spottedleap.

The tom hadn't said anything to her since the Trial, but Spottedleap's unwavering loyalty to Tinystar was unquestionable. Other cats around Tinystar had killed for him. What would stop Spottedleap from seeing her as a threat and taking her out as well? What about Lightfang and Sandblaze. Were they safe?

Swanpaw had been outspoken during the Trial, yet she didn't concern her too much. She had been an apprentice forever due to sickness. She was confident she could overthrow her if she tried to kill her.

But any cat that was related to Tinystar was a threat. Tinystar himself. Mistyrain. Sunflower, her mentor. Mintwhisker. Spottedleap. Swanpaw, to an extent. Daylily, her mother. The list continued and all of them could be anywhere, at any time.

The scent of bird hit her nose and Burningsun dropped to a crouch, slowly inching her way to the sparrow a few tail lengths away.

The member 'Stags' has done the following action : Dices roll

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'Hunting Dice' : 3

Swiftly catching the bird, Burningsun straightened up. This was enough. She spun around and began to walk back to where the squirrel she had caught laid.

As she did so, her thoughts slowly started to come together. She knew what she had to do.

It was time to execute.

No more weakness, Burningsun.