I've come to a decision on something.
Mapleshade, we all know the "if I was Orpheus" argument. Bonefall has taken a sledgehammer to that bridge, making it not even an option in the first place.
I wanna go one step further.
There was a bridge back then, all those years ago. A cute little wood and rope bridge that had been there since old Rabbitfur was a newborn. Mapleshade had heard from Appledusk that the stepping stones weren't always safe, and the bridge had always been their meeting spot! She took deep breaths, trying to calm down, trying to think as her innocent babies shivered beside her, their tiny feet sinking in the mud. She'd only recently given them a bath, they'd need another, poor darling. It was almost time for them to eat again soon, Petalkit was beginning to whine with hunger.
Thunder cracked the sky, and she curled her lip in anger at the sound that had named her treacherous "Clan". Larchkit squealed, and she drew her tail over him.
"Everything will be okay, darlings. We're going to see your father, and everything will be just fine."
The bridge swayed in the holding wind, it creaked out its threat, but Mapleshade only heard the whimper of Patchkit as he tried to stay as close to her as possible.
It always held hers and Appledusk's weight, surely it would hold her tiny, tiny babies...
Everything would be fine.
It would just take a little longer.
The bridge was old but it always held up.
Everything was going to be okay.
The last thing her kits would hear before the floodwaters roared over them would be a sickening snap.













