Post by »|¢yηdєя|« on Aug 31, 2009 14:07:11 GMT -5
Yes, my name is Fallentear. Why have you decided to waste your time to listen to my sob stories? Oh, very well then.
I was not always gloomy, if that's what you call it. I remember when I was a pup..when I was Fallenpup. My mother named me that because of the way I looked when I was born. I had a brother, Tanglepup, but he died moments after being born. I was alone growing up. Most of the other pups didn't talk to me, save for Moonpup. Then, when Brokenstar of Shadowpack started his raiding, my mother, Silentbreeze, died in a battle to save me. Silverwind, Nightpup and Ravenpup's mother, took me in. She had a kind heart.
When my sixth moon came, Tallstar made me, Nightpup, Ravenpup, Moonpup, Rainpup, Stormpup, and Hawkpup apprentices. Tallstar chose Silverwind to be my mentor because he knew his mate bonded strongly with me. It was the best night in my life. I can never recall another time when I felt so happy and excited. Under Silverwind's guidance, I learned everything I would need to know to become a warrior.
I liked her the best because she never shouted at me when I made a mistake, was always patient and reassuring, and was always there for me. She was like my mom. So I carried my head high with confidence. I was Fallenpaw, the obedient student. Of course, Ravenpaw and I competed to be the best ever apprentice. That's where everything went wrong.
Ravenpaw got it in her head that because she was the leader's daughter, she could order the other apprentices around, except her sister. I got pretty...upset about it, so I had told her off. She was taking her sweet time picking something from the fresh-kill pile, so I had told her, "Ravenpaw! The rest of us hungry too! Stop hogging the prey!" I saw her blue eyes narrow. One could say you could see fumes coming off her in waves.
Ravenpaw shoved me onto the ground and stood over me, growling. She said, "I'll tell my mom on you!" Of course, I, having the innocent, non-thinking mind, cowered. I didn't want to get in trouble with Silverwind! I just laid there, smashed into the dirt, humiliated in front of the other apprentices. After Ravenpaw left, Nightpaw and Moonpaw came up to me.
Nightpaw apologized for her sister's behavior, while Moonpaw brushed away my tears with her tail. That's how I got my warrior name; I remembered the tears I shed and requested the name Fallentear. Nightpaw became Nightstream, Ravenpaw became Ravenfire, Moonpaw became Moonsky, Rainpaw became Rainshadow, Stormpaw became Stormchase, and Hawkpaw became Hawkfeather. The five of us stayed up all night reflecting on this...it was our vigil.
I didn't reflect on anything. Though I enjoyed training with Silverwind, I was constantly exhausted from Ravenfire's bullying. Who wants to remember that?
Afterwards, my friends moved on. Moonsky and Hawkfeather competed for Stormchase's attention, Nightstream kept an eye on her sister, and Rainshadow became rivals in the race to become deputy. I was once again left in the dark. I was Fallentear the lone wolf.
Then, when Nightstream was kicked out of Windpack for some conspiracy against Tallstar, I grieved. I truly believed she didn't do it. To me, it looked like she had been set up. Ravenfire seemed happy...
In the end, Tallstar picked Rainshadow. I wasn't sure of what emotion I should have felt, so I didn't feel anything. Emotionless. Though happy for her, she was all but an aquaintance to me.
Life in Windpack changed. Rainshadow became Rainstar, and the Pack was growing in size. Not that it really mattered to me. I watched young warriors fall in love, pups become apprentices, warriors becoming queens. But, for some reason, I was numb to it all. I simply did not care. And I could not understand why. I felt so melancholy all the time. The world racing around me was but a blur in my eyes. I began to feel distanced. Isolated.
Soon, everything began to get darker. The Bloodbringers chased off our territory in the middle of winter. Many were injured. Some died. Among the fallen were Silverwind and Crowpaw. I grieved for a long time over Silverwind's death. She had been a mother and teacher to a broken child. I grieved also for Crowpaw.
To die that young.....
We spent several moons in that dreadful place. The water was tainted, and prey was scarce. Most of the time, we were forced to scavenge Twoleg garbage. I lost my dignity to survive. But in the greening spring, a strange wolf named Crowblaze found us and lead us back home. He was remeniscent of Crowpaw. When we got back, Rainstar made him a Windpack warrior. Moonsky and him fell in love.
I was happy to be home. Also back was Nightstream and her mate, Oatpelt. She brought her rogue friends too: Snow, Mud, Jet, and Star. We all rejoiced. After moons of battling the Bloodbringers, they were finally defeated. However, in their place rose Sun's Death and the Renegades. I'm afraid there are more dark days ahead.
Recently, I thought there was no way out. No cure for the illness called life. Everyone else lead happy lives. Why couldn't I? That was until I met Firegaze. He is a striking russet-colored male. He melted my grieving heart. The problem is, I am all but invisible to him. He doesn't see me, but I see him. Clearly. Plus, my problem is that I am too shy. Until I can muster some courage, I must continue to admire from a distance. But what would he see in my? I'm a broken record, still working but not right. Perhaps I should just give it up. Compared to other she-wolves, I wouldn't stand a chance anyway.
And so my life story concludes. There's nothing really special about me; I'm merely just a loyal Windpack warrior. Lost, hidden out of sight. But maybe I want it that way....
I was not always gloomy, if that's what you call it. I remember when I was a pup..when I was Fallenpup. My mother named me that because of the way I looked when I was born. I had a brother, Tanglepup, but he died moments after being born. I was alone growing up. Most of the other pups didn't talk to me, save for Moonpup. Then, when Brokenstar of Shadowpack started his raiding, my mother, Silentbreeze, died in a battle to save me. Silverwind, Nightpup and Ravenpup's mother, took me in. She had a kind heart.
When my sixth moon came, Tallstar made me, Nightpup, Ravenpup, Moonpup, Rainpup, Stormpup, and Hawkpup apprentices. Tallstar chose Silverwind to be my mentor because he knew his mate bonded strongly with me. It was the best night in my life. I can never recall another time when I felt so happy and excited. Under Silverwind's guidance, I learned everything I would need to know to become a warrior.
I liked her the best because she never shouted at me when I made a mistake, was always patient and reassuring, and was always there for me. She was like my mom. So I carried my head high with confidence. I was Fallenpaw, the obedient student. Of course, Ravenpaw and I competed to be the best ever apprentice. That's where everything went wrong.
Ravenpaw got it in her head that because she was the leader's daughter, she could order the other apprentices around, except her sister. I got pretty...upset about it, so I had told her off. She was taking her sweet time picking something from the fresh-kill pile, so I had told her, "Ravenpaw! The rest of us hungry too! Stop hogging the prey!" I saw her blue eyes narrow. One could say you could see fumes coming off her in waves.
Ravenpaw shoved me onto the ground and stood over me, growling. She said, "I'll tell my mom on you!" Of course, I, having the innocent, non-thinking mind, cowered. I didn't want to get in trouble with Silverwind! I just laid there, smashed into the dirt, humiliated in front of the other apprentices. After Ravenpaw left, Nightpaw and Moonpaw came up to me.
Nightpaw apologized for her sister's behavior, while Moonpaw brushed away my tears with her tail. That's how I got my warrior name; I remembered the tears I shed and requested the name Fallentear. Nightpaw became Nightstream, Ravenpaw became Ravenfire, Moonpaw became Moonsky, Rainpaw became Rainshadow, Stormpaw became Stormchase, and Hawkpaw became Hawkfeather. The five of us stayed up all night reflecting on this...it was our vigil.
I didn't reflect on anything. Though I enjoyed training with Silverwind, I was constantly exhausted from Ravenfire's bullying. Who wants to remember that?
Afterwards, my friends moved on. Moonsky and Hawkfeather competed for Stormchase's attention, Nightstream kept an eye on her sister, and Rainshadow became rivals in the race to become deputy. I was once again left in the dark. I was Fallentear the lone wolf.
Then, when Nightstream was kicked out of Windpack for some conspiracy against Tallstar, I grieved. I truly believed she didn't do it. To me, it looked like she had been set up. Ravenfire seemed happy...
In the end, Tallstar picked Rainshadow. I wasn't sure of what emotion I should have felt, so I didn't feel anything. Emotionless. Though happy for her, she was all but an aquaintance to me.
Life in Windpack changed. Rainshadow became Rainstar, and the Pack was growing in size. Not that it really mattered to me. I watched young warriors fall in love, pups become apprentices, warriors becoming queens. But, for some reason, I was numb to it all. I simply did not care. And I could not understand why. I felt so melancholy all the time. The world racing around me was but a blur in my eyes. I began to feel distanced. Isolated.
Soon, everything began to get darker. The Bloodbringers chased off our territory in the middle of winter. Many were injured. Some died. Among the fallen were Silverwind and Crowpaw. I grieved for a long time over Silverwind's death. She had been a mother and teacher to a broken child. I grieved also for Crowpaw.
To die that young.....
We spent several moons in that dreadful place. The water was tainted, and prey was scarce. Most of the time, we were forced to scavenge Twoleg garbage. I lost my dignity to survive. But in the greening spring, a strange wolf named Crowblaze found us and lead us back home. He was remeniscent of Crowpaw. When we got back, Rainstar made him a Windpack warrior. Moonsky and him fell in love.
I was happy to be home. Also back was Nightstream and her mate, Oatpelt. She brought her rogue friends too: Snow, Mud, Jet, and Star. We all rejoiced. After moons of battling the Bloodbringers, they were finally defeated. However, in their place rose Sun's Death and the Renegades. I'm afraid there are more dark days ahead.
Recently, I thought there was no way out. No cure for the illness called life. Everyone else lead happy lives. Why couldn't I? That was until I met Firegaze. He is a striking russet-colored male. He melted my grieving heart. The problem is, I am all but invisible to him. He doesn't see me, but I see him. Clearly. Plus, my problem is that I am too shy. Until I can muster some courage, I must continue to admire from a distance. But what would he see in my? I'm a broken record, still working but not right. Perhaps I should just give it up. Compared to other she-wolves, I wouldn't stand a chance anyway.
And so my life story concludes. There's nothing really special about me; I'm merely just a loyal Windpack warrior. Lost, hidden out of sight. But maybe I want it that way....
