Larkthroat
Starclan Queen | She/Her | 25 Moons at death
World Weaver T2 | Previously Windclan
One step forward, two steps back. It was always one step forward and two steps back, how was a single cat to fight against the looming tide of fate and the malice of apathy? Larkthroat had gained some of Lightningstorm's hard earned trust, started to trying to reestablish the sacred bond between medicine cat and starclan all for it to wiped away with her memories. Stolen by a double edged gift Lightningstorm didnt even ask for.
It felt like there was nothing of real meaning Larkthroat could do in the end. One step forward, two steps back.
Except.... Larkthroat had made her bond to the medicine cat to help, to support and be there for windclan. So even if it got nowhere and the cruel claws of fate tore all progress away again the queen had to persist.
Once again Lightningstorm was summoned into the star dappled celestial field of starclan. Once again Larkthroat was waiting for her. Once again she introduced herself.
"Greetings and be welcomed Lightningstorm, I am Larkthroat, a queen of starclan and once windclan.
Some time ago we knew eachother, and Ive delivered prophecies and assistance to you before but the past matters little. What matters rather more is Im here to do it again."
Now that she knew the feeling the cow spotted molly could feel the weight of the future pushing against her throat. Of fate needed to be spoken and changed.
They had some time here in the timeless dreams however.
"If you wish to ask me anything before then however I promise to do my best to give answers. I do truly want to help."
@Alchemist Kitsune
Déjà vu [p]
