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Plant some seeds when you're alone
Let the blossoms
Let the blossoms
grow
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Cicadabuzz had told Sealdawn that she could go about her daily duties as long as she went to bug when the cobwebs needed to be changed and a new poultrice applied. And she had, at times even searching for her own cobwebs so as not to deplete their stock. Perhaps it was because she felt guilty for getting hurt like she had in the first place. For taking away Cicadabuzz and Magpiepaw's time from the cats who needed their expertise more. ...Maybe bringing her own supplies would make up for it, in a way.
The wounds had long healed by now, with a shredded ear and almost wing-like scars on either shoulder from being dragged across the border by her attacker to show for the encounter. The scar that bothered her the most however was the scratches over her left eye. They felt...glaring. Saw how hard her clanmates had to try on occasion to look her in the eye rather than the scars themselves. Was certain that some felt it was deserved. If she'd just fought harder, hadn't been caught by surprise in the first place... The scars would be something to be proud of rather than wanting to hide them out of shame.
After all, being attacked like she had made the rest of Shadowclan look weak, didn't it..?
It was with these thoughts running through her mind that she paced in a corner of camp; an anxious habit she didn't recall having last moon but it was certainly present now. With her sight trained to her paws Sealdawn failed to notice the other approaching her until it was too late. Her pacing stopped unceremoniously as the tabby crashed into the deputy, stumbling back with a shake of her head.
"...Sorry, Wolfpack..." Blue eyes were still trained to her paws, one slowly lifted to awkwardly bat around a pebble on the ground rather than make eye contact. "Fo you need something from me..?"
The wounds had long healed by now, with a shredded ear and almost wing-like scars on either shoulder from being dragged across the border by her attacker to show for the encounter. The scar that bothered her the most however was the scratches over her left eye. They felt...glaring. Saw how hard her clanmates had to try on occasion to look her in the eye rather than the scars themselves. Was certain that some felt it was deserved. If she'd just fought harder, hadn't been caught by surprise in the first place... The scars would be something to be proud of rather than wanting to hide them out of shame.
After all, being attacked like she had made the rest of Shadowclan look weak, didn't it..?
It was with these thoughts running through her mind that she paced in a corner of camp; an anxious habit she didn't recall having last moon but it was certainly present now. With her sight trained to her paws Sealdawn failed to notice the other approaching her until it was too late. Her pacing stopped unceremoniously as the tabby crashed into the deputy, stumbling back with a shake of her head.
"...Sorry, Wolfpack..." Blue eyes were still trained to her paws, one slowly lifted to awkwardly bat around a pebble on the ground rather than make eye contact. "Fo you need something from me..?"
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Inside Your Chest
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SEALDAWN
— Shadowclan Trapper
— "SPEECH", 'THOUGHTS', ATTACK
— Grey Rosetted Tabby With Blue Eyes And A Bobbed Tail.
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