The Scars You've Left Me With

This is a songfic...

I wrote the song, it's called "The Scars You've Left Me With"

It's about Briarfield, a she-cat who was hurt by her mate.

The Scars You've Left Me With


Mentally, Physically,

I'm scarred.

You said you liked me, never had I heard a lie wrorse than yours.





Briarfield lays her head on her paws, tears in her deep brown eyes.

She shakes her head, flicking tears onto the moss she was laying on. She was in the nursery, as she was useless, and expecting kits. Everyone doubted she could survive having kits, she had a long scar along her flank, and a reputation to have gone mad.

On the other side of the den, a queen sat, her tail wrapped around her kits. They were stll young, but they still liked exploring the camp, and knew about Briarfield's so called "Madness".

Madness, ''thats their opinion... Its because I see the evil in him, the evil they can't see... ''thought Briarfield.

The queens gaze flickered from her kits to Briarfield, with an expression of complete disgust.

Briarfield turned her head, ''let them thinl what they want about me... I don't care.''

And yet, Briarfield still needed to hold back her tears.

<p style="text-align:center;">Was I just a stepping stone for your power,

<p style="text-align:center;">for some kind of advantage?

<p style="text-align:center;">If I was, you were wrong, VERY wrong.

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