Open Shipyard vanity of vanity | grieving

[GARNET]

Marred.

Soiled.

Scarred.

Garnet stares and stares at the swatch of cobwebs piled upon her shoulder, hiding away the ugly gash carved into her pristine pelt. Her maw twitches in distain at the injury — how it ruined the picture perfect image she created for herself. A shame, she thinks to herself as she forces herself to look away from the wrapping and towards the fallen shed.

Betrayal haunts the skeletal structure. It was meant to be a home for herself and Knot; a new chance for them to settle down and escape the ghosts of their past. Now it is an enemy all its own. Marred her and scarred her in a moment of fear and vulnerability… the patrol to find a new home couldn't return fast enough.

The shipyard was no longer Garnet's home. She held vitriol in her chest for the place that had torn open her flawless appearance — for the place that had struck fear into the heart of her mate. And yet… she grieves all that will be gone when the group moves on. Her perfect image has died upon the salt encrusted shores, her dreams of a permanent home here buried alongside it.

Moments pass and when her eyes tire of boring holes into the forsaken shed, Garnet glances away and sighs. Her shoulder burns and aches, to which she shifts slightly to alleviate her discomfort. "… such an inconvenience and disappointment," Garnet murmurs to herself. She shuddered to think of the day where the cobwebs would be removed and her blemish put on display for all to see and judge.

 

[Wavesong]

Wave of RiverClan

Wave gingerly moved forward, careful not to ask too much of her body yet. Her whiskers twitched as she gazed at Garnet. One of the fortunate ones who'd managed to survive the collapse, thank the seas for that. The thought of losing more than one that night was almost unbearable. Though many were still wounded and exhausted, they were alive, and that was what mattered most to Wave now.

" Aye, yer lookin' mighty lost in thought, sweet thing. " she meowed cheerfully, her voice light as she moved closer, her eyes assessing the wound Garnet had taken that night. Cobwebs were neatly wrapped around it, and it seemed to be well taken care of.

" What's got yer pretty face lost in thought, Garnet? " she asked softly, her eyes studying the injury to make sure it wasn't festering or worsening. She wasn't an expert on wounds, but Jingle had shown promise in the midst of the chaos, and she'd heard good things from her kits and Adder about his skills when she had been knocked out cold.

" It looks t'be healin' alright. " Wave mused, a frown tugging at her lips as she turned her attention back to Garnet. Her ears perked as she continued, her tone growing more resolute. " They'll return... With news of a new place t' live at, better kept than this one. " Her voice softened slightly, but there was no doubting the certainty in her words.

It hurt her deeply to see their home so dangerous, but the reality was undeniable. She could survive here on her own, but her whole family? The risks were too great now.

Pike had given them hope, and she chose to believe the strange, rambling cat. A new beginning was possible, she thought, and she'd wait for it.

HOLD ONTO ME AS WE GO ——･ﾟ✦​

･ﾟ✦ —— As we roll down this unfamiliar road