Boss Fight [tagged/test]

[Bern]

| Mossymoss | SootClan | female | boss btch | 18 moons |

The tip of her plumed tail twitched and her large paws seemed to tingle. The silver ticked she-cat moved through on a zig-zag path through the territory, the fur that bristled around her neck giving away just how on edge she was. She had been stressed for a few moons now, yet the last couple of days had her both jumpy and... well. She'd call it 'depressed'.
And it had to end.
Her heart beat heavy in her chest as she closed towards the MarshClan border. Those past moons had been the most exciting of her life by far, yet she could see where this path would lead her. 
She would either be discovered or choose to reveal herself, not wanting to hide anymore. And she could not, she would not let this happen!
She was a SootClan warrior! She could trace her lineage back to FireClan. A pure lineage that she had been proud of for the most part of her life.
Ha! How foolish she had been!
How life had a way of proving you wrong!
How wonderful the promise of love was, yet how cruel to find it just out of one's reach!
It had to end. 
This was her decision. Her one chance to control the outcome of this. Her one chance of following the path she had always wanted to take. Untainted by this 'mistake'.
She swallowed hard. It hadn't felt like a mistake. She could feel tears starting to dwell from her eyes. She angrily blinked them away.
Not now.
Mossyrock froze as an unexpected scent caught her attention. She checked the air again to be sure her mind hadn't played a trick on her. She turned her flickering gaze towards an elder bush.
"Stonethroat?", her voice sounded weak and unnerved. Not at all what it usually sounded like.


Tags:
Sloth
Notes:
idk. muse I guess. don't have to answer c;


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[Sloth]

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Stonethroat| Bern

190 words | ah shit. (36 moons ago...)

Stonethroat followed his nose, each step doubting the validity of what the scent trail told him. Mossyrock. What was she doing? The large tom hesitated with his right paw hovering for a moment before he sighed and continued on. Sneaking out of camp wasn't like her, at least he didn't think so. Had his sister been doing this often? How long was she keeping something from him? Stonethroat flicked his ears back at the thought, wondering what she was doing. A part of him almost knew the answer but he impulsively shied away from what it meant. She cant be seeing someone. I would know if she was. What is she doing? The tom felt his thoughts spiraling as his mind obsessed over his only sister's actions.

'Stonethroat?'

The red ticked tabby paused, his mind clearing as he breathed out slowly. He took a moment to collect himself before stepping out of the elder bush. "Mossyrock," he replied, his voice the reflection of his name. His words sounded like a growl, his shock giving way to pain. "Where are you going?" His chest tightened as he waited for her response.

[Bern]

| Mossymoss | SootClan | female | boss btch | boss |

Her heart sank when the branches of the elder bush started to move with a rustle. They parted and the large figure of her brother emerged from hiding.
She stared at the ticked tabby for a few heartbeats while she fought the panic down that dared to overwhelm her. She could not give in to it. Fight. flight or freeze would not help her now. She had to keep a level head! Had to get control over her voice and emotions now. She couldn't have her brother of all cats find her out!
When he asked her where she was going, she thought she could detect pain in his eyes. Looking at him, baffled, the panic came rushing back.
He knew!
No, she had to feign ignorance!
Mossyrock somehow managed to put on an annoyed expression. Not like Stonethroat had shown much interest in her in the last moons. Too busy being the great warrior he was.
"Since when do you care?", she said lowly. Nevermind her heart fluttering in her rip cage like a trapped bird.
As if it wasn't obvious where she was going. She could almost smell the border from here.
"Checking the border, obviously" She turned to leave, snipping her tail tip. She could not bear looking at Stonethroat's face right now. Not now. Not when he was hurt by her actions. Not when she was hurt by the action that would follow.
She just had to meet with him. The sweet MarshClan tom. Just one more time. And it would all be over.
If she had the strength to go through with it. This interaction with her brother already felt draining. She willed him to leave. Willed him to let her go on. Eventhough that would be out of character for him.
But this one time she needed him to.

Tags: Sloth
Notes: younglings.

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