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daimheart joining lightclanDaimheart stood up and padded out the warriors den, he watched as his family and clan mates ran around doing there jobs. He saw his father and harvestfeather talking, umepaw play fighting with tigerpaw. He glanced at the nursery and watched as twin she-cats walked out, one blind, one slightly smaller than most kits. Shadowkit and thunderkit... The two joined umepaw and tigerpaw and they continued the game.
Daimheart walked towards the leaders den and saw runningleaf, she was his mothers bestfriend, she had made him feel better when she died... He had ties with almost all the cats of hollowclan, his family was the biggest in the clan! He trotted up and looked runningleaf in the eyes.
"I'm leaving today..."
"i'm going to lightclan.. starting a new life... i can't stay here... i've made so many mistakes... and the memorys haunt me..."
"oh daimheart... does anyone else know?" Runningleaf questioned.
"nope... could you tell my father?" He asked.
"of course... what about shadowkit,
umepaw trainingUmepaw ran toward wildblaze, him being deputy took alot of his time but they were finally going training!
The two cats headed into the frest to the training clearing. wildblaze trotted over to a tree and sat near the base.
"show me what you've got!" he smirked. Umepaw laughed.
"like that is a challange" she thought, she got down into a cunters crouch and pounced on him. He quickly dodged out the way and umepaw had to dodge the tree as she flew towards the spot her mentor was moments before. Flicking her fringe out her eyes, she glared at the tom. He laughed and trotted around the clearing. Umepaw quickly charged at him, this time she was ready for him to dodge and jumped to the side.. Landing right on his back.
"how did you know what side i was gonna go?" Wildblaze meowed.
"Easy you usally turn right, so i jumped right!" umepaw smirked, she wasn't as stupid as the other cats thought she was! jumping of her mentor she smiled.
"well done!" he smiled "i'll have to le
daimheart guarding campDaimheart stood at the camp entance, not a soul knew he planned to leave the clan soon. He shifted uncomfortabley, his tail twitching. He was bored, while other cats went on patrols and things to that effect, He the ex-deputy of the clan, no-less, was stuck guarding camp! He stood and paced back and forth across the opening that lead to camp, his tail held high and still flickering. He sat again, but only for a few moments, then he stood and paced, sat, stood, pace. He contiuned this until he felt a tail touch his shoulder. He turned to see his father looking at him.
"Go back to camp son, your time is up" tigerbound laughed, daimheart nodded and raced back to camp. He looked around and saw his friend goldenfeather, who he then dragged out on a hunt. Much to her annoyance.
five hour energyi suppose
last week was only an aftershock
of the earthquake you were before.
this place used to vibrate
with metal strings and melodic,
testimonies to life,
emitting coffee-scented moods
and the burn of it too.
i had memorized the
sounds of silence,
i couldn't help but relish it.
no longer had i known
the sounds of folk
and scent of mocha-
you became nothing more
than an echo of the laughter
i so desperately needed to hear again.
then the echoes got louder,
bouncing ferociously off the walls
to be made manifest
i walked into your room
expecting exactly what i found-
an unmade bed,
and an empty beer
(the one that you insisted you needed
just days ago).
i pressed my nose
into the pillow
for incense and cologne and starbucks
to penetrate my mind
and thinking fervently
i already know
what a clean sheet smells like."
how strong an aftershock can be,
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