father like child. (canon ashfur would so proud.) + lions and jays reaction
Hollyflight had lost her brothers in the panic of clan escaping the flames, everything felt dizzy and confusing. So many thoughts and emotions from her clanmates was intertwined with her own. All she knew for certain was that she needed to get to the lake, she couldn't help her family or clan if she was died searching in the flames.
As Holly ran towards the direction that she presumed was the lake, was suddenly shoved to ground. Now feeling the ache of the spiky burned grass, she lifted her head towards culprit of the harsh push. Sparkstorm.
"Sparkstorm, what are you doing? We need hurry before we get trapped!" Holly shouted, picking herself up.
"Oh I know Holly." The spotted cat muttered in calm voice. Their tone surprised Hollyflight enough to look towards usually unintentionally loud cat. Sparkstorm stood Infront of the only exit to the newly formed circle of fire that enclosed them. Blood pouring out of their ears, eyes crazed and body trembling with claws unsheathed. Unlike their usual discombobulated and loud thoughts, only one thing can be clearly heard. 'It should've been him.'
Holly'flight paused before hissing out, "I know you're upset with about Shrewleaf, but please you can't hate Lionbelly for something he couldn't help. Your quarrel with Lion needs to stop now"
"Lionbelly? No. I have no quarrel with Lion."
The raven furred she-cat eyes widened from the statement, "Then wh-"
"My quarrel is with you, Hollyflight." Sparkstorm stared to stalk towards Holly. "Shrewleaf was suppose to be third cat of the prophecy, not some half-clan ex-rouge! You'll never understand how Juniperheart and I felt when our brother was ripped away from us, only to be replaced by some cat lies about her own powers. But worry you'll soon will once you see your brothers dead!"













