Breaking Flowers [ ADDER ]

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[atrb=background,http://i295.photobucket.com/albums/mm141/Spottedbelly/Owlclawmain.png] Owlclaw normally wouldn't be in Bluebell Meadow in any normal day; but then again, not many cats were there. He felt it would suit him best to be somewhere alone for now, in case his temper reacted again. He felt bad, as he just snapped at his sister, Dawncloud. It made him feel bad; especially since it wasn't her fault he was in a worse mood than before. It was no one's really; for some reason, he was just in a bad mood. Dawncloud suggested going on a hunt and he just lashed out at her, Jayflight made him apologize, but he was going to anyway...just later. With a sigh he padded out into the meadow; glaring at the flowers as he passed by. Why did they have to be so...flowery all the time? Lashing his tail he sat down with a thump, maybe coming here wasn't the best ideas. Shaking his head, he tried to get rid of his thoughts; this wasn't helping at all. He still felt angry; and for no apparent reason! That just made him even angrier. Perhaps he should have listened to Dawncloud and gone hunting instead, at least then he'd have something to vent his anger out on. He continued glaring at the flowers, not knowing anything else to do. For some reason, just glaring at the flower made him angry; so he stopped looking at it, for the time being anyways. His gaze moved on the the sky, and he felt sort of calm again. Deciding to move away from the darned flower, Owlclaw decided to head father away from camp. It wasn't as if he shouldn't be out anyways; he was a warrior, an experienced warrior. He growled in frustration as yet another flower stood before him. Sure, the place was full of flowers, but did they have to be everywhere he went? Shaking his head, he crouched, glaring at the flower with such intensity for no apparent reason. However, he found having this many flowers could be a good thing. He didn't even pause for a second before pouncing and crushing the flower beneath his forepaw. It was great distraction, but then he felt guilt for crushing an innocent flower. He growled and stalked away, his claws sheathing and unsheathing as he walked. Sitting down, alone, just watching the emptiness before him, Owlclaw was the representative of a 'loner' clan cat. He laid down shortly afterwards, eyes glancing from the meadow to the direction of the camp. It was surprising not many cats were here; after all, many mentors took their apprentices here for battle practice, and it was a great place to catch up with others. Sometimes he wished he was more social and less of a 'loner', but it was all the same anyways. He'd just have more people who actually like him is all. After a short while, the crushed flower kept creeping into his mind; it was what happened every time he felt guilty for something. With another growl, Owlclaw stood up and padded towards the crushed flower. He felt silly, feeling regret for crushing it, but then again, it did nothing to him. So, instead of apologizing like he would to any BrookClan cat, Owlclaw broke the flower from the ground and buried it. He felt a little better afterwards; not as angry as before either. His tail lashed, knocking petals off the flowers nearby, and Owlclaw paused. Should he? Or shouldn't he? The thought of lashing out at Dawncloud came back and he unsheathed his claws, and broke another flower. It didn't matter; there were plenty of flowers around anyways; besides, this was the typical apprentice 'area' of the meadow. Flowers here were meant to be broken at one point or another.

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[ Word Count ] 626
[ Tagged ] Thistlestorm/Adder
[ Notes ] N/A

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