I'm back :)
Hopefully this is a good enough getting-back-into-it chapter! It's really short tho, so I'll try to upload soon.
"You," Shortfur hissed, baring her teeth at the tom who pulled her away from Atlas. She lashed out with her claws, connecting with the black toms muzzle, instantly sending blood dripping into his now-open mouth.
"Shortfur, let me-" He started, only to be cut off by the raged she-cat.
"Get away from me you mange-pelt!" She spat, stepping back like she was struck. "You don't have your precious Tigerstripe here to save you this time."
"And you don't have a mountain to throw me off of either, so looks like we're evenly matched," He said coolly, licking the blood off his muzzle.
Behind Shortfur the leaves rustled, and she turned to find the clearing empty, Atlas gone, leaving only a quivering bush next to the river.
"You made me let him get away!" She screeched, throwing herself onto the tom. She barreled into Timber, sending them both a few tail-lengths away. She claws at his chest, his ears, paws, anything she could reach.
"Shortfur!" Her name was called from behind and she slid off the bloodied tom, spinning around, baring her teeth. Declan stood, eyes wide. "What are you.." He trailed off, looking at her, then to the bloody mass of black fur, then back to her.
Instant fear shown brightly in Declan's eyes, and he took a few steps away from her. Shortfur stood there, not blinking or showing anything close to emotion.
She suddenly turned and swiftly walked away, not saying a word. She noticed Declan running to Timbers side, probably checking his physical state. She didn't need to look at him to know he was a mess, close to death. But she kept walking, knowing that if she walked far and fast enough, she could leave it all behind. Everything.
"Leave it behind, leave it behind.." she said to herself, choking on the words. She walked faster, then jolted ahead, running blindly through the forest.
Faster. Faster. Faster. She pleaded her legs, wishing nothing but to run and never stop.
Why am I always running away? She asked herself, despite knowing the answers deep inside herself.
She was scared.
She was tired.
She was...Weak.
And that's all she could think before she tumbled over a cliff into the churning waters below.
So...short...
But at least its something, not a very good something, but a something. Hope y'all enjoyed, and I'll upload another chapter -hopefully- soon :)
~Duskpool