Jadedwolves: Wisp’s Island (Songfic)

Wisp’s Island

A Jadedwolves Songfic based on the song Hiding In The Blue  Slight gore warning, has death scenes. Basically, if Warriors is too gory for you, don’t read this.

Prologue
“Come on, mom!”

Falling Leaves yipped, tugging Wisp’s fur. “Okay, okay, I’m up!” Wisp said, standing up. “Come on come on come on! You promised us you’d take us to the river!” Violet Sun urged her. “Okay, okay! Calm down, pups.” Wisp woofed lightheartedly. “Let’s go let’s go let’s go!” Violet ran around in circles around Wisp, accidentally stepping on Oak Branch’s tail. “Hey,” Oak Branch frowned. “Don’t do that.” “Sorry.” Violet Sun said apologetically. “Calm down, pups.” Wisp started to pad out of the cave, and then paused. “Where’s Acorn Paws and Sky Feather?” She asked, worriedly. Falling Leaves shivered, his russet-patched fur shaking like a leaf. “A big mean wolf the size of a bear and the color of ebony picked them up and threatened to eat us if we didn’t let him have them!” “Wait. You mean you were out of the cave before I was up?” Wisp asked, suspicious. Oak Branch looked at the ground. “We wanted to catch a rabbit. For you.” The earth-colored male pup said softly. “We’re sorry.” Violet Sun said. Then, suddenly, a dark-brown, almost black, wolf burst through the door. “Die!” He roared, stomping and clawing the ground for good measure. Black Bear! Wisp thought, horrified. Oak Branch pawed his mother. “Are you okay? Who’s that?” He asked, his voice trembling. “No. Not the pups. Take me instead.” Wisp said, quivering. Black Bear smirked. “Hmmmm. How about no.” Black Bear said, clawing all the pups by their scruff. “No!” Wisp launched herself at him and clawed out his eyes. He roared in pain and delivered a scratch of his own, nearly knocking the wind out of her. She grabbed the first pup she saw (Falling Leaves) and bolted outside the cave. Then, she opened her wings and flew. While she flew with Falling Leaves on her back, she noticed a silver feather with hints of blue in it, just like the color of her she-pup’s fur, Sky Feather. “Look, mom.” Falling Leaves pointed to the feather. “It’s Sky Feather’s gift. She found it when we went out and thought it would make a great gift for you.” Falling Leaves said, grabbing the feather. “The others found gifts for you as well. I couldn’t find anything.” Falling Leaves said apologetically. Wisp smiled. “That’s alright. You don’t need to give anything. Being with you is enough.” “What’s this?” Leaves picked some things out of his fur. “Look! Acorn Paws’ acorn top! And Violet Sun’s violet! And… oh.” Falling Leaves looked a little sad. “Oak Branch’s twig isn’t here.” Wisp saw an island in the distance, floating in the sky. “Land.” She breathed. She flew to it, and landed. Falling Leaves padded onto the island. “Wow.” She whispered. It was beautiful. It had a lake that was almost as blue was the sky above, a small hill that had a cave with vines growing over the entrance, and a magnificent oak tree that watched over the scene. Almost instinctively, Wisp padded up to the tree, flew to the top, and put Acorn Paws’ large acorn top on top. She flew down. “There. Now it looks like a hat.” Wisp laughed to herself. “Mom! I have a present for you!” Falling Leaves pawed Wisp with his mostly-white paws. “What is it?” Wisp asked, turning towards the light ginger male wolf pup with both russet and white patches. “I got you a present!” Leaves smiled, handing her a flame-colored leaf that transitioned from red to orange to yellow. It was about the size of Falling Leaves’ head. “Thank you! It’s beautiful.” Wisp returned the smile. “Wow. that tree’s bark looks kinda like Oak Branch’s fur.” Leaves remarked. Wisp studied the tree. “You are right. It kinda does.” Wisp agreed. Then, a rabbit, white patched with orange and brown, ran past the two. “Oh!” Falling Leaves started to chase after the rabbit. Wisp followed. “Be careful! You are running towards the…” Wisp saw Falling Leaves run over the edge of the island by mistake. “Edge.” Wisp watched in horror as Falling Leaves fell off the island, to his death.

I’m alone here on my island, floating in the sky, I’m high above the world I used to know
“Falling Leaves!” Wisp cried out. “No!” Then, Falling Feather, a raven that happened to look like Sky Feather, pecked her gently. ''It’s alright. It’s been a while since that happened.'' She seemed to reassure her. Wisp sighed. “I know that.” As the raven flew away, she padded out of her den. She sighed, looking down from the edge. ''Falling Feather is right. That happened a long time ago.'' Wisp thought. ''Too long. I miss them.'' She sighed again.

And I’m far from any danger, safe from any failure
At least Black Bear isn’t here to torture me and my pups. Wisp thought. She remembered the day she had met Black Bear. He had loved her, and she made the mistake of not loving him back. When Wisp had had pups with Flaming Bird, that was the final straw. He stopped being the nice, friendly wolf that Wisp would have liked to be friends with into the violent angry monster he was when he stole her pups. Wisp sighed. ''He’s my mistake. It’s no one’s fault but mine that he became who he is.''

Guarded, I found shelter in the storm
When he killed Flaming Bird, I had to find shelter, a place that he’d never find. Wisp remembered. When he was at his worst, it sheltered me for a while.

I’m hiding in the blue, safe between the clouds, in the blue, where I can’t be found,
I sheltered myself by flying, hiding in the clouds. Wisp recalled. ‏But then I realized I was expecting Flaming Bird’s pups.

== ''Was a soldier in the legions, fought against the demons, fought against the monsters made of gold. But they stormed across Arcadia, following their nature, washed away the place I once called home'' == I set up home in a hollow tree, originally. Wisp thought. ''But Black Bear was determined to hurt me. He had an army of Calico Rabbits. Each of them carried a small spear, stolen from the Baremonkeys. He used them to uproot the tree… taking away my home.'' She shuddered, remembering all the tiny spears…

I'm hiding in the blue, safe between the clouds. In the blue, where I can't be found I'm hiding in the blue I'm hiding in the blue
Wisp put a paw off the edge of the island and sat down. The clouds. She thought. That one looks like Flaming Bird. Wisp was unsure how to feel about this. She opened her wings partially, as if getting ready to fly.

I'm wishing I could be fine but I'm still so stuck on what used to be. Made a prison out of my mind, watch life as it goes by, battle-scarred, my own worst enemy
She closed them again. ''What am I thinking? It’s all my fault. That Flaming Bird is dead, that my pups are dead, that everyone I loved is dead.'' Wisp forced her eyes shut and ran. She didn’t know where. She just ran. It’s all my fault.

I'm hiding in the blue, safe between the clouds.  In the blue, where I can't be found, I'm hiding in the blue. I'm hiding in the blue hiding in the blue.
Wisp was faintly aware that she had just run off the island, but it didn’t matter. ''It’s my fault everyone’s dead. I deserve to die.'' But then, Falling Feather flew by. ''You have wings. Use them.'' She seemed to tell her. ''What if your pups aren’t dead? You don’t know for sure. Maybe Black Bear let them go, or perhaps they escaped. But what if they find you dead? They miss you. I’m sure of that.'' Wisp nodded, knowing that the raven might be right. She opened her wings and flew.

The world's passing by, and, I lost sense of time, I've gone numb, I miss the days when we were making legends
I miss Flaming Bird. Wisp thought painfully. I miss our midnight hunting trips, our days fishing in the river… she sighed. ''I don’t even know how long it’s been since he died. The days just merged together into a long, hopeless stretch of time.''

The days come and go, I'll, wait through sun and snow, for you to come and take me from this place and bring me home
''For a while, I just sat there and cried, denying that he was dead, even though… I saw his body. I saw blood rushing out of his neck. I saw him die. I just waited, waiting for him to come back… even though I knew that wasn’t possible.'' Wisp remembered.

In the blue, safe between the clouds. In the blue, where I can't be found. I'm hiding in the blue. Hiding in the blue. In the blue.
Wisp flew back to the island, along with Falling Feather. I shouldn’t be stuck in the past. She thought. From now on, I’ll pay equal attention to the past and the present, and I’ll pay attention to the future when necessary. Falling Feather couldn’t exactly smile, because she had a beak, but she managed to do it anyway. When Wisp landed, she saw a field of violets. She saw Falling Feather. She noticed the oak trees. You know what, it is ''all my fault. My fault that I planted Violet Sun’s violet. My fault that I planted the acorn from the Great Oak. My fault that I decided to take care of the little egg that fell from it’s nest.'' Then Wisp chuckled. ''It’s my fault that the Great Oak has a hat. Not everything that happened because of me was bad.'' Then Wisp went to sleep, underneath the stars.