Hello! Ghost here :)
So I'm doing a challenge in which I'll write a drabble a day for the year 2015. I didn't hear about this until recently, so I'm going to be starting a little late. However, I will catch up as soon as I can.
Some will be in combined chapters, but the date that it was originally written will always be by the prompt. (That way if my internet's out for a day you can still see when I did it).
Swyfte came up with this idea and they sent me the prompt list. I would recommend that you check out their version as well!
Thistle 1/7/15
A dark paw reaches out for the broken flower, the remainders of the thorns from the plant gently tugging at the she-cat's fur. A small prick pierces her skin, but nothing that small poses a threat to a feared ShadowClan warrior. Even after she casts it aside, she can't help glancing back at the thistle. Thorns do their best to shield the delicate flower with protection, but that power is faint. Why does this plant spend it's limited energy fighting battles it can't win?
Deteriorating, the plant lays to rest in it's birthplace and life's home. As the old petals sink beneath the dirt, the pricks stay on top, forever there to guard the thistle.
Wide-Eyed 1/7/15
On the outside, Leaftail had never looked more serious. Her whiskers didn't twitch with amusement, her tail hung low, and her ears were flat. Her usual meow transformed into a deep growl as she told the story of Tigerstar.
That's all it was to her. Nothing more than a story. Myth, legend, a tale for kits. The courageous Firestar didn't inspire her, as he was no more real than the cats who had supposedly killed him.
Do you want to know what was real? The wide-eyed kits that listened to the elder's story, for it was every kit's dream to become like the great Firestar. And Leaftail had no intention of stopping them.
