Backwritten ThunderClan SkyClan gilded lily // swallowbreeze

[rowanpaw]

☆ Rowanpaw feels as if she's trapped several birds behind her ribs, each of them flapping their wings furiously and trying to claw their way out. The things that have happened in the past few days have sent her spiraling worse than ever, and worst of all, she's alone. She can't tell her brother– he'd do something drastic to try and protect her, she's sure, and neither of them could live with that.

She lingers at the edge of Fourtrees, shaking her fur out in an attempt to soothe herself. It helps, if only a little, but there's a terrible weight in her chest. Then, a rustle on the far end of the clearing, and a vision of fawn coloured fur and softness. She approaches, forcing a smile onto her face.

"Swallowbreeze," she says, greeting her friend. "It's good to see you again. I… I'm so sorry," she takes a steadying breath. "About everything. I... I didn't know." she shakes her head. "I'm sorry, you probably don't want to talk about that... I... How– how are you doing…?"

☆ ROWANPAW. 14 moons
mentored by serpentberry,
adopted daughter of serpentberry and thornstar
peaceful powerplay allowed
ooc - @SWALLOWBREEZE

 

[SWALLOWBREEZE]

no one batted an eye when swallowbreeze slipped from camp, weaving through patrols so she could travel to fourtrees alone. her chest twists uncomfortably, and only settles when she notices the looming trees in the distance.

she arrives after her friend, and her body relaxes at the sight of her. "rowanpaw. i'm glad to see you, too." she greets back, padding closer so they weren't speaking tail-lengths apart.

"n–no need to apologize, really— what happened wasn't your fault. it won't come between us. n–nothing that happens between our clans will... it's uh, like you said, our jobs are separate from what our clanmates do." her smile turns bashful, and she waves a paw dismissively. the mere concept of expending energy to be pissed off any someone, let alone a whole clan... stars, that'd be exhausting. that's just another reason why she's better off a medicine cat.

rowanpaw's nervous attitude is difficult to ignore, but swallowbreeze can only chalk it up to the events of the gathering. they haven't seen each other, or talked since. "i'm fine, doing the usual preparations for the cold weather." it's busy, busy work. this outing has been her first real break in days. "how about you?"