My paws burn. I've trained, though. StarClan! I've ran for seasons upon the trains, along the thunder rail. I've followed my mother, my father, my clan's pawprints.
Today was different. The train was picking up, and my friend Chestnutecho sitting at the back of the train, face strained. He called for me with a shout. "Songsky! Cmon, please get on the train."
"That- that's-" My voice couldn't be heard, with Chesnutecho's voice was but a whisper on the wind, but I ran. My paw up on the train's end. So close. I lept onto the train. It begun to pick up. I wheezed, tired from the running on the metal track. My voice met Chesnutecho's ears better here. "That- that's everyone right? Every cat?"
"Yes that must be-" Chesnutecho froze, like a deer in the middle of a thunderpath, staring into the eyes of a monster. He sounded choked up, voice filled with emotion. "Oh.. StarClan!"
I turned, a small bit wobbly with the train's increasing speed. And I saw. Sunrisekit was running towards the train. It was a terrible mistake that the clan forgot to grab the kitten. Sunrisekit was barely a new member of the clan, at the last stop of a train, they met a tomcat called Frankie.
Frankie was a kittypet who had no long for a life outside his home. However, he had a kitten. His little sun, he would call him, could be taken away by his housefolk once he was old enough. So the clan took his kit with grace.
I lept without a second moment, grabbing the kitten by the scruff. I was filled with adrenaline as I chased the train. Chesnutecho was frozen, watching me. The tom was yowling out, anguished, but I was to far to hear it. I just got farther and farther away.
I got off the track, running along a broken wooden path to keep up. Before I couldn't. My paws burned, the kitten weighed down me down, tears blurred my vision, and the train was far too fast. The train's screeching against the thunder rail got quieter. And Songsky stopped. She put the shocked kitten down. "...I can't."
"I can't... catch... up." Tears stung in my eyes, Sunrisekit looking up at me with bewilderment. My breath was caught in my throat, and I stood in defeat. The kitten, just two-no- three moons old, lay his head against my leg.
finally trying this again! a clangen blog. i really wanted to take pressure off myself while making a new blog, as im always super extreme with my pressure of drawing.
its why all the panels are different, im not putting as much pressure on my self. i may even do experimentation with different styles
anyway, meet songsky and sunrisekit. part of a train riding clan that rode along the lands, never quite settling down. but now, songsky and sunrisekit are left with no other option, and rumors from other felines in the woods..
heavily inspired by @silkclan, @fringeclan-rebirth n @juniper-clan (massive apologies if tags are bothersome i will remove them if you want or do @/tag!! so sorry if they do bother)
