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Old March 11th, 2018, 01:28 PM
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Greyfrost watched silently as each Starclan cat slipped out of their ranks to bestow a life upon the young Thunderclan warrior. As the brown tabby she-cat returned to the stars, Greyfrost took a small breath and slowly approached the fox-coloured tom, noting sadly that Passionblaze wasn't that much younger than him. As yellow eyes met yellow, Greyfrost hoped he could convey the sympathy he felt about the pain Passionblaze had recieved so far, and what he might recieve from him.

Greyfrost's brown fur was sleek in the starlight, and his eyes uncharacteristically clear as he mewed, "With this life, I give you the spirit of filial duty. You will never forget to honor and defend the cats who served before you, and when the time comes, you in turn, will be honored and loved." Greyfrost leaned in, gently touching his nose to Passionblaze's, hoping to give the Thunderclan tom time to prepare. As his life flooded from inside him towards Passionblaze, the emotion in side him was wrenched out again. In the depth of leaf-bare, Greyfrost's own elderly father had taken the heaviest toll. Desperately, Greyfrost had set out into the territory in an attempt to find a morsel of prey for his father, who had rejected every thing so far to give to the hungry queens. He had been so desperate to feed his father, he had chased a bird off a steep hill, and tumbled into the frozen river. He had left kits, mate, and a father behind in the forest but Greyfrost could only feel relieved that he had done everything possible to feed his father. And now he was in Starclan, he could feel it when his own kits thought of him, and that warmed his heart more than anything. Pulling away from Passionblaze, he gazed once more at the younger tom, thinking that he was glad that the fate of the forest rested in someone like Passionblaze's paws. Greyfrost blinked kindly in farewell, before slinking back to his original place.
After watching Leafmask walked away towards the other cats, Passionblaze waited for the next cat to step up. The bottom of his paws felt defeated. A victorious type of defeat where he was beyond exhausted but feigned a bright grin because after this day and so on he would lead a clan. These starry cats were preparing him, they would guide him, and he knew he could count on them whenever he was in his time of doubt. This was a reason why Passionblaze conversed with stars. To others, they were in places to guide them through the night. Some simply admired the view as they decorated and provided company for the moon. To Passionblaze, they were much more than company, than Light, these decoration. Call him crazy, but this Tom talked to the Stars more than he talked to his clan mates. A full-fledge conversation. Although they do not talk back, the Stars listen. Passionblaze believe the stars hear him out. Now, it was an honor to be among them in this great tribe of endless hunting. Where there were no boundaries or rules to follow. Where you can be happy wherever you want; with whoever you want. There was no such thing as clans. These cats roams dwoth each other, no matter their past ranks or places. Passionblaze believed this was how life truly needed to be. They were all divided below, tested for their loyalty and love towards their family and clans.

Passionblaze’s mind cleared free of thinking when another cat approached him. When he saw this Starclan cat come forward, Passionblaze had respectfully dipped his head as he previously done many times. He prepared himself for the new life given to him, and allowed the tom to touch his nose with little movement. He felt this swelling pain of a new life before. Each cat stepped up, shocked his internal system. The pain, it wasn’t something he complained about. He knew he could get used to whatever pain thrown his way. So, he stayed still as much as his legs wanted to tire out below him. When he tom pulled away, Passionblaze let out a deep breath. The life of filial duty. Honor and serve. In turn, be honored and served. That’s what I live for, Passionblaze’s whiskers twitched at The appreciating thought.

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