It had taken Coyotegrin a few sunrises to realize something. With the business of everything going on, cats missing, chaos erupting, Vixenkit sick... It hadn't dawned on her. Until one sunrise she was navigating a cliffside that overlooked her home. The moors... WindClan's territory. It was familiar to her like the outside of her own paws, so she almost didn't register the gently waving grass. But with a sudden stop and the realization hitting her like a rockfall, it hit her. Breath caught in her chest, she slowly turned her head to look. The crack, now running through their moors... Their land was hit with such force, it split the very ground they walked on apart. There... There was no way that her tunnels survived. They would all be gone, crumbled. Every pawful of dirt moved, it was for no reason. Choking back a cry, the warrior slumped against a rock and curled up in a ball, staring at it. Quivers wracked her body as she witheld sobs. Because of those tunnels, she wasn't Deputy, the only position that could make her truly happy. Sure, she wormed her way into being just as important without the weight of 'star' to come, but she wanted that 'star' to come. Since the day she was born, she wanted to be Coyotestar. When the very StarClan that would grant her such a name decided going deeper rather than up was her fate, she accepted it. Because it would still mean something. She would still be 'Coyotegrin, the Tunnel Captain who brought our ancestrial heritage back. Who saved us with the tunnels she scraped by paw.'
Some good that was.
The cries came now and the familiar weight of heavy grief settled into her chest and stomach. She tried to cry out that pain, desperate for relief. But none came. What use was she? Who was she? Death laid down at her paws no matter how fast she ran or how deep she dug. What would come of the ShadowClan alliance, if Nightstar was around to realize the same thing she did?
Right now, she wanted nothing more than the pain to stop and to reverse back time.
Maybe if she had done more...
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Astra inclinant...
.: Coyotegrin :: Kestrelchirp :: Quailprowler : Singedfox :.
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WC T5 Warrior : WC T3 Warrior : TC T2 Warrior : SC T1 Warrior (Perma-NPC)
"When there's nothing left to burn, you have to set yourself on fire."