stag
April 29th, 2023, 07:30 PM
Frostscreech
Usually he found himself all but sitting on this plain. Wondering the former and future lives of those he now looked down upon. The former warrior sighed, taking a step forwards into the stars of another’s world and trying to reach her once more. The cat swimming through the starry sky that hung above the night. He was sick of watching yet didn’t wish to act either. There was no point of trying to reason with those who battled against the odds of giving another life to those who had been mainly taken before their time. Yet they were always watching, if that was the case then why did they have kits and apprentices go through them? What about a kit who had been lost to greencough or an unexperienced child who was thrusted into battle far too soon or hunted by some creature they couldn’t face with another let alone by themself.
But that was not his place to say anything about it. There was no use complaining about it now. He had a different goal in mind. Well, someone’s mind for certain. That of someone who he had not known well and only gotten along with by caring for her brother. The starclanner felt like he owned her something. He had died with nobody to find him…let alone know of the event that had ended his journey on the earth and started the path in the stars. Now forming fully, the starry misty cat shook his pelt slightly. The plains of starclan slowly following him in a small space that encircled him. Now opening his maw to speak towards her, if she chose to appear to him that is.
“How’s it going kiddo?”
Rose
Usually he found himself all but sitting on this plain. Wondering the former and future lives of those he now looked down upon. The former warrior sighed, taking a step forwards into the stars of another’s world and trying to reach her once more. The cat swimming through the starry sky that hung above the night. He was sick of watching yet didn’t wish to act either. There was no point of trying to reason with those who battled against the odds of giving another life to those who had been mainly taken before their time. Yet they were always watching, if that was the case then why did they have kits and apprentices go through them? What about a kit who had been lost to greencough or an unexperienced child who was thrusted into battle far too soon or hunted by some creature they couldn’t face with another let alone by themself.
But that was not his place to say anything about it. There was no use complaining about it now. He had a different goal in mind. Well, someone’s mind for certain. That of someone who he had not known well and only gotten along with by caring for her brother. The starclanner felt like he owned her something. He had died with nobody to find him…let alone know of the event that had ended his journey on the earth and started the path in the stars. Now forming fully, the starry misty cat shook his pelt slightly. The plains of starclan slowly following him in a small space that encircled him. Now opening his maw to speak towards her, if she chose to appear to him that is.
“How’s it going kiddo?”
Rose