Re: The Stench of Death is Thick Here...(Open)

[Member]

"No!" He yelled. "This is just some stupid joke! Why would she be dead, huh? Why!" She couldn't die unless she wanted to. That's how dying works, right? You go when you want to. She didn't want to, he knew it! Why would she, she had them!

[Naruto]

OOC: BB needs to be here... so he can tell Ghosteh and Church and Heather to STFU. XD

Church sat down, shocked. "She's gone..."

Heatherkit wailed. "For the last time! She's only sleeping!"

[Member]

OOC: XD Yeah. He should come in like: WTF ARE YOU GUYS YELLING ABOUT!?

Ghostkit growled at his father, for the first time in his life, and to the first cat. "Then prove it then! Then convince me that she's dead since that's what you say! Because I. Don't. Believe it!" He glared at his father, straight in the eyes, daring him to show him his little demonstration of her not being alive. Why not? Since she's dead! Why not?

[Naruto]

Church looked down at his kit. "She smells of death. Her fur is cold. She isn't breathing. She isn't alive." he said, his voice lost. "What else could it be? You kits aren't old enough to know about sickness. She would have woken up if she was alive."

Heatherkit slumped to the nursery floor, her legs weak. Deep inside she knew her father was right. But she didn't want to admit it. She never would. "She can't be! Why would she leave us?" she demanded, hazel eyes glaring.

[Member]

"But... she could-" Ghostkit trailed off, trying to find a counter for his father's evidence. He found none. He slid down to the ground, completely unhappy, completely depressed. She would never see him again. He never even talked to her. He couldn't greet, he couldn't show that he was happy she was his mother... He couldn't even properly give a goodbye. It was lost now, to him. He felt, utterly and completely, that there was no point in even interacting anymore. He would just watch as she was dragged out or whatever they do when cats die. There was no point in even looking at her anymore. But how could he stop, wondering what it was like to actually see her?

Bengelbelly went into the nursery, a rather annoyed look on his face. "What are you all-?" He stopped, cutting himself off when he caught that oh so distinct smell. Did somebody-? And then he say her, Clovernose, laying in her nest. She looked... different, and yet, the same. She wasn't breathing, he couldn't see it. Maybe he wasn't looking hard enough. No, no matter how hard he tried to focus he couldn't see the rise and fall. It was stillness, all and completely.

Slowly, he walked towards her, trying to take in what exactly he was seeing. She was dead, it was apparent, it was obvious. He could feel it in her coldness when he touched her. And he could feel the shift her atmosphere seemed to have when you just came close to her. She was dead, he knew it. Souless, otherworldly. She wasn't the same, and yet...

He growled, anger suddenly rising in him. "This is your fault!" He yowled at Church, nearly leaping at the tom. It was all his fault. "Your and your little kits! If you never came then this wouldn't have happened and we wouldn't have those three pieces of aftermath over there! You caused this! You killed her when all you had to do was leave! If you had just gone and left us all alone she still would have been here and perfectly fine! I knew you would do this! I knew you would ruin everything! Now that you've done your deed and you got your happy kits then why don't you just leave now!? Why can't you just go! Because you aren't going to make anything better by staying!" Fur raised high, teeth bared, and eyes flared with furious fire, screaming all types of murder. His body simply read for the simple, tiny, easy snap that could send him on a streak of pure violence. And all directed at Church.

OOC: And it begins...

[Naruto]

OOC: JEEZ BB! Harsh enough? XD

Church flinched at his words and said nothing, staring blankly at the ground. It was true. It was all his fault. He'd made Clovernose die. Yet there was a slight undercurrent of anger running through his fur. It wasn't all his fault. It wasn't the kit's fault, that he was sure of. "It was Clovernose's choice to go to ThunderClan. It was Clovernose's choice to let me and Gizmo stay at their camp while we planned on coming straight here. Clovernose chose this, not just me."

Heatherkit stared, wide-eyed, at Bengalbelly as he raged at her father. She couldn't say anything. It was as if her mouth was stuffed with wool. She could remember this smell, this stink of death that was so abundant in the air. Her pelt started to bristle and she let out a whimper of fear, shrinking down so that she was half of her original size. "Momma," she murmured, hazel eyes filling with grief.

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