Post by Deleted on May 31, 2013 21:57:16 GMT -5
Paws made their way through the soft grasses towards the river that swam through Treeclan's territory. Anger was splashed accross the face of the pretty white she-cat as she unsteadily made her way forwards through the forest. She paused for a moment, letting her haunches fall behind her to sit down, her round belly buldging from the weight of her unborn kits. Shaking her head again, the traveling queen pulled herself up to her paws, however this time her pawsteps were more shaky. Bringing herself only a couple more pawsteps forwards, the green eyed beauty found herself by the Sparkling Brook.
Taking a sigh, Gentlebreeze sat down once more, dipping her head to take a long sip from the cool, blue water. "Who does he think he is. I shouldn't have to be confined to camp." She hissed slightly, her green eyes flashing with anger towards Lionstar. The two friends had had a fight earlier when Gentlebreeze had tried to take a nice afternoon walk outside of camp. The soft hearted she-cat didn't like to fight or argue, expecially with the one tom her heart soared for. Her ears laid back, she shouldn't have gone out after their fight. But she was just so angry that she ran-waddled away from him when he turned to more important matters.
Green eyes turned to look at the brook, those same green eyes stared back at her from her reflection in the water. Her shoulders sagged heavily as she stared at herself. She hadn't been very happy lately. Yes she wanted these kits, but the tom who fathered them didn't love her, nor did he care what happened to her. And Lionstar. The tom she had fallen in love with had the love of his life back and she slightly wondered if he no longer cared what happened to her. Her ears flattened against her skull even more as she tried to hold back, thick, heavy tears that threatened to fall.
With a heavy sigh, Gentlebreeze pulled herself to her paws again, her heavy belly slightly swaying under they weight it possessed. Green eyes widened as a yowl left her jaws, her paws slipping in the soft riverbank before pulling her into the calm, blue river water. Breaking the surface with her white head, the soft hearted Treeclanner coughed out cold water before slowly making her way to the bank and pulling herself out with slight issues.
Collapsing onto the soft grasses near the flowing water, Gentlebreeze's breath was heavy when she noticed red liquid on her hindquaters. She had cut herself, great. Now Lionstar could sat, I told you so! Along with Adderstrike, and Brokensong and all of Treeclan. She was a horrible queen. The sharp scent of the iron blood grew stronger and it was then that Gentlebreeze felt the pain in her stomach. A large ripple ran through her body, making the queen let out a blood curtling scream into the silent air. Birds went flying at the sound of Gentlebreeze's cry, their cries loud but not loud enough to drown out the queen's wails.