Too much. Strikepaw brushed away the tears, his jaw aching and limp with tears that had yet to be spilled on these forsaken grounds. His mentor never talked to him anymore. He couldn't ever see his sisters anymore, and he didn't know what to do. He couldn't be a warrior. He couldn't do anything as an apprentice. He couldn't do anything. He wasn't /nice/ enough. Not /strong/ enough. Not /good/ enough. Not for anybody. He stumbled through their territory, tears beginning to leak through his amber eyes, usually bright, and now dull with nothing-- that was it. He had nothing. Nothing. His parents were dead. His sisters thought he was dead. He couldn't do anything, see anything. And that was when his fate had come. He hadn't noticed the fire-orange, greasy fur of the predator behind him. Thunder boomed, and it eased easily into stalking him. It hit him out of nowhere. Blood roared in his ears. He clawed, bit, scratched, yelped and screamed with rage and pain as he fought as hard as he could-- but it was a losing battle. Cut after cut, the fox kept digging it's huge claws into his short fur, clawing the life out of him, bit by bit. It was when his lack of training came in. He couldn't fight he off. He felt the ground sloping underneath his rough paw pads, and his eyes, full of tears couldn't make out the devastation beneath him. It was all he could do to whisper, "I'm sorry." as he was thrown off the cliff, away from his life and the fox who's teeth were stained with his blood.
okay but hear me out-- i've have strikepaw for a really long time now. uhh he never got his warrior ceremony, and he's about the age of an elder now, soon to die so... i had to get rid of him. i really had no motivation to roleplay with him, and i'm so sorry i couldn't give him the life he deserved <33 hopefully he'll be happy now up in starclan, as he basically has no friends whatsoever and his mentor is inactive, and he was basically forgotten. we'll miss you strikepaw </33. his canon death is being attacked by a fox and backed off a cliff.
