The Drabbles of Slug

[Slug]

#61. Masterpiece

I watched you grow-- I watched you become a true tom. You fought, and you loved it. Yes, love your enemies, but love their pain even more! You were a work of art, slaughtering them from left to right. You were never a disappointment, always eager to serve the crowd.

Until your color began fading, that is.

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Word Count: 57
Main Character: 'Uncle' Thrax (No Bio, NP, Slug)
Other Character(s): Shadefang of StreamClan (No Bio, WIP, Slug)
A/N: >.> All shall be explained once Shadefang's bio is done. |3

[Slug]

#62. Bones

He always asked Sandpaw if he would be able to become a warrior, despite his broken leg. Sandpaw would always give a mute nod in reply, then return to his herb sorting, leaving Jaypaw to the mercy of silence. After a few minutes, he would ask Sandpaw the same question, looking guiltily at his nest. Sandpaw understood. The apprentice was a survivor, but he was ashamed that he alone survived, so when Sandpaw opened his maw to answer, he instead only nodded, distracting himself with the many herbs before him.

Sandpaw didn't have the heart to tell Jaypaw no.

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Word Count: 99
Main Character: Jaypaw of MeadowClan (Crow)
Other Character(s): Sandpaw of MeadowClan (Slug)
A/N: Why are my drabbles so... not-positive? >.< ERGH. -tosses tomato-

[Slug]

#63. Goodnight

I miss you, Daddy. You never told me you would leave. You never told me anything. You just left, disappearing into the stars. I want you back. I want you to be there for me.

I want you to tell me goodnight when it's time for me to finally sleep.

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Word Count: 50
Main Character: Willowpaw of FogClan (Slug)
Other Character(s): Snow-whisker of StarClan (No Bio, NP, Slug)
A/N: Sleep like the dead, Willowpaw, sleep like the dead...

[Slug]

#64. Wake up

I dreamed that the sky fell. The horizon shattered into many pieces, and the sky fell so fast, so hard, that it squashed the earth. Trees were crushed, lakes were dried out, and life ceased to exist, leaving the stars all alone. Then I woke up, and after a few moments I realized I had dozed off in the forest.

I never noticed that there had only been one star that night.

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Word Count: 72
Main Character: Willowpaw of FogClan (Slug)
Other Character(s): Snow-whisker of StarClan (No Bio, NP, Slug)
A/N: Even if the sky fell, Willowpaw, Snow-whisker would still be with you. c:

[Slug]

#65. Gate

I stood under an arch, so huge and mighty it was. My brother stood next to me, eyes wide with excitement. Frowning at him, I asked "Where's mommy?". He shrugged and then grinned, little teeth glinting in the light. Suddenly, he scampered off into the light, squeaking "Follow me, follow me!"

I turned away from the light and stalked into the darkness.

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Word Count: 62
Main Character: Mapleheart of FogClan (Slug)
Other Character(s): Bark-kit of StarClan (No Bio, NP, Slug)
A/N: Idk. e__e It wouldn't leave mah mind alone, so I was all "OMFG, FINE. D| /spams her notebook". xD

[Slug]

#66. Stuck

Snowflower huffed and puffed as he wriggled about, grumbling colorful words under his breath as he struggled to pull his lower body out from the old barrow.

Snickers sounded from his right, but he ignored them-- barely-- and dug his claws deeper into the mud, then gave a powerful tug--!

He let out a gasp as his claws abruptly sliced through the wet earth like light through darkness, his forelegs sweeping back to fold under his chest from the force of the unsuccessful tug while the upper part of his body fell-- muzzle first-- to the mud below.

The snickers sputtered, then became screeches and yowls of hysterical amusement when Snowflower lifted his face from the mud and spat out the foul tasting substance, hacking and coughing all the while.

"Y-you n-need s-some help, S-- pffft, ha!-- flow-- haha-- urr?!"

"I don't need help, because I'm not stuck!" Snowflower fumed, glowering at his clanmates. "I'm just flexing my muscles!"

The PineClan apprentices laughed so hard, they fell over.

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Word Count: 169
Main Character: Snowflower of PineClan (No Bio, WIP, Slug)
Other Character(s): Random PineClan Apprentices
A/N: ...Aye flex'n mah muscles, yuh. /terminator

[Slug]

#67. Owl

Death is like an owl-- it creeps up behind you on silent wings, then swoops in for the kill when you're least expecting it. There are times where you can escape it's talons, yes, but remember...

When you defy death, you're defying StarClan.

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Word Count: 43
Main Character: Mapleheart of FogClan (Slug)
Other Character(s): None.
A/N: I wanted to use Owlstar for this, but then I was all "Wait. The prompt is 'Owl'... YOU HAVE BEEN DEE-NYD, OWLSTAR. :C" xD

[Slug]

#68. Soul Mate

There are no such things as 'soul mates'. because there are no such things as 'souls'. There are only mates and personalities, and when they die, their mates and personalities will cease to exist.

When I die, nothing will change.

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Word Count: 40
Main Character: Sandpaw of MeadowClan (Slug)
Other Character(s): None.
A/N: Sandpaw, you're such an emo. :c /shot'd

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#69. Traitor

You hurt me, brother. You hurt me. You're always hurting me with your fox-sly grins and flirty winks. It hurts, it hurts so much.

It hurts, because those grins and winks are no longer aimed at me.

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Word Count: 37
Main Character: Redtail of StreamClan (Cloudie)
Other Character(s): Tigertail of MeadowClan (Crow)
A/N: POOR SHAME, TIGERTAIL. SHAAAAME. FINGER OF SHAAAAME. >:c

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#70. Star

I am a star drowning in my own glow. All around me, others laugh at me. They stay in place, while I continue on, shooting towards nowhere. I am lost. I am hopeless. Yet I am wished upon. But these are worthless words whispered to me, and I realize I am crying. Is there anything worth living for? Is there anything that can stop me? What is to become of me, now that I have been doomed to forever walk this darkened path?

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Word Count: 83
Main Character: Willowpaw of FogClan (Slug)
Other Character(s): None.
A/N: Willowpaw is a shooting star. :c