08-17-2020, 05:43 PM
Penumbra. A warrior. A mentor. A hunter. A scout. And a deserter.
Penumbra was apart of a family no longer and hadn’t been for some time now. A threat much larger than her clan could ever handle had attacked and while Penumbra was a fighter, she was no match for her many foes. It was a wipe and as much as she wanted to go down with her other clan mates, she was afraid. So she ran.
A survivor. But at what cost? Penumbra lived in regret. It caused her to wanna forget her memories. It caused her to live in a daze. PenumbraTalon had fled from her family. She would keep Penumbra as part of her name. It would serve as a reminder of her family. But Talon? That was a title that no longer belonged to her. It was all that remained of her spitfire childhood and that was gone. A cat skilled at hunting and swift of claw.
Now she was the prey and she was afraid. She wanted a new home, a new family, a new life. She loathed her mistakes, but she would make sure she never forget them. A new name, making her title her own. PenumbraRunner.
It took entirely too long for Penumbra to realise that she was already neck deep in another Clan‘s territory. She slunk forward with a false sense of swift strength. She was used to using the shade to cast a shadowy cover over herself that made her seem more powerful and mysterious then she actually was.
After all, despite her inner turmoil, Penumbra had been searching for a new home for days. First impressions were important and she wasn’t going to just let this opportunity go.
Penumbra was apart of a family no longer and hadn’t been for some time now. A threat much larger than her clan could ever handle had attacked and while Penumbra was a fighter, she was no match for her many foes. It was a wipe and as much as she wanted to go down with her other clan mates, she was afraid. So she ran.
A survivor. But at what cost? Penumbra lived in regret. It caused her to wanna forget her memories. It caused her to live in a daze. PenumbraTalon had fled from her family. She would keep Penumbra as part of her name. It would serve as a reminder of her family. But Talon? That was a title that no longer belonged to her. It was all that remained of her spitfire childhood and that was gone. A cat skilled at hunting and swift of claw.
Now she was the prey and she was afraid. She wanted a new home, a new family, a new life. She loathed her mistakes, but she would make sure she never forget them. A new name, making her title her own. PenumbraRunner.
It took entirely too long for Penumbra to realise that she was already neck deep in another Clan‘s territory. She slunk forward with a false sense of swift strength. She was used to using the shade to cast a shadowy cover over herself that made her seem more powerful and mysterious then she actually was.
After all, despite her inner turmoil, Penumbra had been searching for a new home for days. First impressions were important and she wasn’t going to just let this opportunity go.