Chapter 5-1

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August 4th, 2017, 11:08 am

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Chapter 5-1

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From now on, chapter's will be split into four parts each, with about 2,000 or so words each :3 It makes it so that I can post more often for you guys lD



Lynxheart stood, surrounded by suffocating trees, feeling emotions he rarely felt – disgust, impatience, and pity. The abominations that looked slightly reminiscent of trees clouded Lynxheart’s view of the sky, but Lynxheart imagined it was as black as the ground and as starless as it, too. Lynxheart tasted the putrid air with his tongue, hoping to find a trace of Rubystar’s scent – or stench. However, all he could taste was the acrid tang of the Dark Forest, so full of the bitterness of restless spirits that the tang remained with Lynxheart even when he closed his mouth and tried fruitlessly to remove it by washing his tongue over his teeth. Lynxheart shuddered at the sheer uncleanliness of the ground itself; the slime seeming to well up endlessly from some unseen reservoir below to cover Lynxheart’s paws. The former leader wondered if meeting Rubystar again was such a great idea. Sure, he pitied the she-cat, but bearing the uncomforted of the Dark Forest was ambiguously worth it.
Speaking of the she-cat, how had she gotten those scars? Lynxheart’s mind brought up an unfortunately vivid snapshot as the she-cat in the moment where Froststar and clawed her last life out of her, dooming her to the Dark Forest. The she-cat lay in a pool of her own blood; more than what was natural, since she had the blood of nine lives to bleed. Through the sickening liquid was several gash and claw marks, from Froststar and other eager warriors who were disgustingly willing to claw the she-cat’s fur off as well; Voidtail, Ashface, and Swampshine, slightly surprisingly. The colorful and proud medicine cat was supposed to heal, not hurt, but Swampshine never followed the rules quite to the letter, anyway. Voidtail, Lynxheart remembered faintly, had scored his claws against the she-cat’s side in fury, While Swampshine had marked her place on Rubystar with the vicious scars across her face – Lynxheart laughed sadistically at the cruel irony. It was Swampshine who had removed Rubystar’s eye and clawed several scars into the she-cat’s face, and now she was the one with the battered, unsightly countenance.
The sound of approaching pawsteps made Lynxheart’s ears prick up. Tasting the air, Lynxheart caught a whiff of swamp water – unpleasant, which was odd, as Lynxheart had grown up in a swamp – but nothing else. The reek of the cesspool overpowered the stench of Rubystar, even as she neared.
Then Rubystar emerged through the tendrils of a droopy, pathetic plant resembling a willow tree. She brushed the encroaching, disgusting tentacle-like appendages aside, smiling when she saw Lynxheart. Lynxheart did not return the smile, too conflicted to decide whether to do so or not. The she-cat bounded over to the tom, causing droplets of slime to erupt from the sodden ground and splatter around his legs. He flinched, but held his paws in the ground.
As Lynxheart caught a whiff of Rubystar’s rank breath, he fought to control to urge to cough – that would be impolite, though Rubystar seemed to notice the slight jerk of his head and interpret the reason. She smiled reassuringly, and Lynxheart relaxed to the best of his ability – which was not much.
“How is Roserain?” Rubystar asked eagerly, obviously still caring about her sister even if she had turned her back on her.
“Good,” Lynxheart replied tersely, ashamed that Roserain had faded into the background while Coalblaze, now Coal, had taken up the spotlight. Lynxheart had hardly noticed her.
“Did you tell her I love her?” Lynxheart flinched. How could he explain? Rubystar didn’t seem to think logically when her sister was involved.
“I’m sorry. If I did, then she would know I visited you,” Lynxheart explained tentatively, expecting an outburst, but nothing came. Perhaps Lynxheart should have known that this would happen, however, because Rubystar had never shown too much signs of violence around him.
“Oh, that’s right,” Rubystar murmured dejectedly. “I’m such a mouse-brain.” Lynxheart searched his repertoire of words, but could find nothing to comfort her except, “No, you’re not.”
“So, what do you want to talk about?” Lynxheart mewed awkwardly, trying painfully obviously to switch subjects.
“Did you get away okay?” Rubystar asked, and Lynxheart realized that he had forgotten about the reason why Coal had exploded in a fit of rage – Lynxheart had been visiting Rubystar.
“Sort of,” Lynxheart began, unsure of what he would say next. “I was discovered, but only by my friends and cats I trust.”
“So why sort of?” Rubystar interrupted, even though that was what Lynxheart was going to explain next.
“Well, you know Coalblaze?” Lynxheart started, shocked as he remembered that he had told Rubystar nothing about Coalblaze’s fits of rage. “When I stepped down from leader, his world collapsed. When he was born, I was leader, and I was his mentor and best friend – even father. Then, it all fell apart for him. He got pretty angry – and it got so bad that he had to become a prisoner in his own camp – he might have blinded Swampshine and injured Aspensong pretty badly. He gave me this across my muzzle,” Lynxheart mewed, pointed to the cobweb still on his muzzle “And when he found out that you were visiting me, he exploded. I’m not sure if his mind is turbulent enough to cause him to reveal our secret, but if he does, then I won’t get away unscathed.” Lynxheart grimaced. It seemed like after he had stepped down from leader, his world would get brighter and lighter and he would no longer have to worry constantly about what others thought of him. But now it seemed that the world was still exerting its pressure, and Lynxheart was feeling more insecure than he had ever been. With a dangerous secret handing over his head like a guillotine, Lynxheart could never relax, and with his visits to Rubystar, he could never truly sleep.
Rubystar’s eyes widened with guilt. Lynxheart cringed. He had spent so much time thinking about himself that he had failed to notice how Rubystar felt about the situation.
“I’m so sorry!” Rubystar whispered, showing none of the fake sadness that the nursery tales Firfire and Chervileye told their kits portrayed her as having. “It’s my fault. I was so desperate for company I didn’t think clearly. I’ll stop.” Despite himself, Lynxheart could not restrain himself.
“No, it’s fine, you can stay,” Lynxheart reasssured her before he could realize that it wasn’t fine for Rubystar to keep visiting. He knew that Coal, back in the leader’s den, now a makeshift jail, was aware what Lynxheart was dreaming of tonight. And what of Crowsand and the others? They would never forget what Rubystar was doing.
“Really?” Rubystar asked, hope clouding her senses and applying cruel torsion to Lynxheart’s heavy heart.
“Well, actually…” Lynxheart began, but drifted off, at a loss for words.
“Okay. I get it. It’s too risky,” Rubystar sighed, her sides heaving with weight. Her eyes bled guilt and longing. Through all this, Lynxheart felt his own guilt pool in his throat.
“I’m sorry for just standing by,” Lynxheart mewed softly. He truly was. He had sentenced this pitiful creature to a sordid, meaningless existence, by watching Voidtail, Froststar, and Swampshine tear apart his leader.
“It’s okay,” was all Rubystar could say.
“Do you think StarClan will forgive me?” Lynxheart asked, realizing too late what he had said. Rubystar’s expression soured immediatley and she looked away to hide it.
“Honestly, I don’t think they will. Fox-hearts,” Rubystar muttered murderously. Lynxheart attacked himself for saying such a tactless thing. Why had he been so foolish? Normally he could mind his words so carefully… Something about Rubystar just made him want to just spill every secret and every struggle he kept locked up inside him. But alas, that was something Rubystar was known for doing – building up trust. Was Rubystar just manipulating him and trying to get him to follow her own secret agenda? Or was she really just desperate for company?
“Anyway, I guess this is the last time we’ll see each other,” Lynxheart tried, his tone trying for levity, but his words carrying the winds of despair.
“Yes,” Rubystar looked straight into Lynxheart’s eyes, her one good amber eye gleaming with an emotion that Lynxheart had never known. Something foreign. Lynxheart could swear he had seen that emotion somewhere else… pehaps in the eys of another cat… Sandwave. Yes. Lynxheart had seen this emotion in Sandwave’s eyes, but he had no idea what it could mean…
Rubystar looked down miserably as she began to fade away into the darkness, signaling for the dream to come to an end. Lynxheart knew that he wanted to get out of the sordid cesspool of the Dark Forest as soon as he could, but as soon as he knewthat he was now in the waking world, he didn’t feel a sliver of happiness. Instead, all he felt was loss. He knew he shouldn’t feel that way towards someone who everybody else hated, and somebody he should hate too, but Lynxheart couldn’t help it.
Getting up from the warrios’ den, Lynxheart noticed the absence of Froststar from the floor. Evidently, she had waken up early to check on her clanmates. Lynxheart’s heart lightened a little ShadowClan was in good paws, no matter what effect if had on poor Coal.
Froststar clambered up towards the top of the leader’s den as Lynxheart padded into view. Eyeing the new leader, Lynxheart greeted her wordlessly and formally. Froststar returned the gesutre.
“Lynxheart, do you think you would mind waking everyone up like you did earlier?” Froststar asked casually, and Lynxheart immediatley shook his head yes, even though he secretly was fuming that he would have to do the work cut out for an apprentice, even though it was a logical order to make.
Lynxheart headed first into the elders’ den to wake them up first. While padding over, Lynxheart told himself how unfair it was that Froststar was being so assertive of her power over him, even though it wasn’t incredibly unfair and it was what he would do in the situation. Still, he couldn’t help but think bitter thoughs. Even though there was no meeting like there was last time, Lynxheart still had to wake everyone up when they could just wake up themselves. Shaking his head mutinously, he saw a black-and-white pelt pad out of the leader’s den in his peripheral vision. Voidtail. Evidently the new deputy had tried to reason or at least, had taked to Coal, trying to calm him down. The three cats, new ones this time, gaurded the entrance and parted to let Voidtail through. Lynxheart padded on without looking back. Though he respected Voidtail, he couldn’t help but feel protective of Coal and wanted a say in any exchange that the two had.
Lynxheart absentmindedly arrived in the elders’ den, stopping automatically to Goldenrod, who lay sleeping on the floor. The Maine coon tom prodded her with a paw.
“C’mon, Goldenrod. It’s time to wake up,” Lynxheart spoke gently. Goldenrod gave a gutteral grunt and heaved herself to her paws.
“Can’t any cat get any sleep around here?” The groggy she-cat mewed grumpily, pulling a paws over her head to try and smooth her rumpled fur. Lynxheart winced, and also felt a prickle of indignation. Goldenrod wasn’t the cat who had stared at the wall for countless hours each night, making frantic plans for the next day, as it could have spelled her death! Goldenrod surprisngly also wasn’t the cat who was visited by a cat that she was taught to hate every night in the Dark Forest. However, Lynxheart pushed the thought aside, becuae he beileved that no matter how hard or easy a life was, there would always be near equal dissatisfaction, and Goldenod was an example of that. Lynxheart bit back a sharp retort and instead guided the elderly she-cat to her paws.
“Right. What would you like to eat today?” Lynxheart asked conversationally and politley, prepared to fetch her a piece of prey from the fresh-kill pile.
“You know, I would go for a nice mouse. They always wae you up in the morning,” Goldenrod mewed, warming up.
“Right.” Lynxheart bowed his head and retreated out of the elders’ den, heading towards the fresh-kill pile, where some warrios were hanging around, trying to wake themselves up with idle talk. Lynxheart weaved past Squirreltail and Yeweye in a good-spirited conversation about moss-ball, and dodged Cypressroot staring somewhere into the depths of the leader’s den. Lynxheart’s heart surged with pity. Even though he was always respectful and kind, Cypressroot was dealing with the same turmoil Lynxheart and every one who had become close to Coal were going through. Lynxheart sighed. How could he have been so selfish?
Lynxheart returned to the elders’ den with a plump, juicy mouse in his mouth. Smiling, he dropped the mouse at Goldenrod’s paws. Now, time to Ravineraven to wake up, Lynxheart thought. He prodded the oldest elder with a soft paw, only to reflexively jerk back as he realized that Ravineraven was cold to the touch.
No!, Lynxheart thought. He knew exactly what that coldness meant. Shaking the frail elder furiously, Lynxheart fought against reality, rapidly realizing he was losing.
Ravineraven had died in his sleep.

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August 6th, 2017, 2:43 pm

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Aw no...
I liked him, he told stories.

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August 8th, 2017, 12:51 pm

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Oh no, Ravineraven :(

Dang does Ruby have a crush on Lynx? Kinda like Sandwave does too?

CAN YOU FEEEEL THE LOOOOVE TONIGHT

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August 8th, 2017, 12:58 pm

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@ShadowStalker1128:
"Why do you think I made you deputy?"

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August 8th, 2017, 1:07 pm

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@WildfireK: I can't believe Lynxheart hasn't figured it out yet
For such a clever boi he sure is clueless

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August 8th, 2017, 1:08 pm

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@ShadowStalker1128:
He's never fallen in love before.
So he knows there's an emotion. But doesn't kmow what it is XD

But that's Lynxheart
He's extremely clever but also clueless to things XD

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August 8th, 2017, 1:10 pm

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@WildfireK: but he does love
He loves Coal
So he should know what it feels like :|

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August 8th, 2017, 1:13 pm

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@ShadowStalker1128:
That's filial love XD
He knows that kind of affection but he hasn't had his breath taken away by someone's bruised knees or someones... nice tired eyes ;3

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August 8th, 2017, 1:16 pm

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@WildfireK: ;3333

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August 8th, 2017, 1:18 pm

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@ShadowStalker1128:

Only part that doesn't really fit in Garden is the wine part XD
And maybe the smoking part but for me it means a lighter like a match to burn something
Lynxheart wants to burn stuff oh no

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August 8th, 2017, 1:28 pm

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@WildfireK: no Lynxie
Don't burn stuff
That's no bueno

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August 8th, 2017, 1:30 pm

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@ShadowStalker1128:
Shad didja see the poem I put up a while ago?
And the pms?

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August 8th, 2017, 1:32 pm

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@WildfireK: oh whoops

Brb

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