Clans of the Waterfalls

Official Groups => Tribe of Drifting Leaves => Topic started by: ※ϻʊsɛ※ on March 25, 2013, 05:07:54 pm

Title: These memories haunt me so.....
Post by: ※ϻʊsɛ※ on March 25, 2013, 05:07:54 pm
Leaves' veins were pumping with adrenaline, and he was shivering from the split-second vision Tribe of Endless Darkness had given him. The last weakness he had was the hardest to give up. His kits were the only memory of his dead mate, Mist That Seeps Through Cracks. Before he had banded together with other rouges in The Loner Forest, Leaves had lived with Mist.
As he shooed the queen caring for the kits away, Leaves thought of what power he would get from Tribe of Endless Darkness. He picked up his kits and ran through a crack in the tree-camp. Leaves ran and ran until he could run no more. Shoulders heaving, he set down the kits onto a cold rock. The weight of them disappeared, and Leaves felt truly powerful. He could even take over clans himself. Insanity was beginning to flow into his mind, but Leaves enjoyed it. The kits would die, and Leaves would attain power, true power.