Ōkami and Willow'Star have a bit of an argument
oopsies. This was the first bit of literature i wrote for my oc's c:
It had been 3 weeks since Ōkami had seen the Wind’clan leader, and she was hopeful she would never see them again. It was risky business, raising kits by herself. She could be attacked at night, or the kits could be stolen whilst she was out hunting. But it needed to be done so she couldn’t do anything about it. There was barely any prey around her den, and everyday she had to venture further and further away from her kits before she could come back with enough food for herself.
One day she had spent nearly the whole day out hunting, straying dangerously close to the Wind’clan camp. When she had finished hunting, she only had a mouthful of rabbit and a couple of voles, enough to feed her for a day or two. Sighing she cantered back toward her den.
She didn’t know anything was wrong until she had the den in sight, the wind was blowing away from her so she couldn’t smell any blood on the air, but the eery stillness of the bush made it clear anyway. She dropped the fresh kill on the ground, sprinting toward the den, hoping that maybe they were just asleep, or have gone exploring. But when she came in, she saw the bodies of her fallen kits in the nest, their throats slashed and blood spilling into the previously clean den. She didn’t know what she was doing until she had arrived at the camp, pouncing on the Wind’clan leader.
“You Promised!” She roared, her face inches away from biting the Leaders neck, “you promised me my kits safety for yours!”
The leader kicked at Ōkami’s stomach and rolled onto her side, standing up hurriedly, “what are you talking about? I have done nothing to your kits”
Ōkami reared back and scratched at the leader, her claw scraping along the cat's side, “You lying coward! You planned it all along didn’t you?” She was hysterical with anger and grief, tears streaming down her face as she slashed at the leader, “you were never going to keep them safe, you were going to kill them the whole time!”. Pouncing forward she made for the leaders neck, but was knocked aside by a large brown tom. She felt searing pain as the tom raked her face, shaking her head she bit the tom’s stomach and jumped up, facing the clan leader. “How could you?” She asked quietly, blood streaming down her face and side as she struggled against the tom.
The leader looked at the fox with confusion and sorrow, her head held high, “I don’t know what you are talking about, if your kits are dead it is no fault of mine, or my clans”, she stumbled slightly, the a fluffy brown she catching her, “now, get out of my territory before I order for your death”
Ōkami stood, shaking with anger, “I can’t believe I trusted you” she sobbed before running off. Warriors jumped out of the way as she sprinted away, blood and tears mixing as they ran down her face. She only saw one thing as she ran past the cats.
The knowing smile a small speckled she was giving her, and the nudge she gave to the warrior beside her.