TW: Starvation, death. *Mellifluouskit sat in the nursery. Why did she feel so tired? Why did her body ache? The kit couldnt understand the dreadful fate xey were succumbing to. Not yet. What he did understand, was that the warriors... they seemed fine. She watched as a warrior dragged a delicious looking rabbit into the warrior den. He drooled a bit in this hunger, a gnawing, clawing creature in xeir pitifully visible ribcage.* *And there was another thing.* *When one is thin, such as from hunger like this, the cold effects them more.* *Mellifluouskit felt... colder than usual. Weird. Didn't xey like the snow? The bitter weather felt like it got to him far more now. Biting at her nose, her ears, his toes and xeir tailtip. It wasn't pleasant. Chattering xeir little teeth, he turned to go to his siblings. Where were some of them? Something told her a few were missing... surely it was just a game! Maybe they were playing tag. Without him of course.* *...It was far too cold for the kit. Were xey becoming numb? Weird. He couldn't feel some of his body. It was... tingly. And wrong. The vibes were... so off.* *That night, the kit struggled to rest with the pain of hunger. It hurt, twisting like an enemy's claws.* *...The next place she woke up was starry. But the pain was gone. Thank starclan- that was where he was after all, not that he was aware yet.* *It took xem a while to realize he had died. And... there were so many more cats with him.* *...Afterlife was too long to hate Temper forever. Xey quickly got over the old rivalry, knowing xey couldn't cling to it. But the warriors... a small seed of resent was present now. How could they feed themselves, while allowing the others to rot?* *It was so wrong.*
Ok wow I finally wrote that! ...Idk what else to say. (Im not mad at anyone who was a warrior at the time ok? /gen)
