[Pending] Foggymask

[jay]

FOGGYMASK
HE/HIM | PURRKS: MIND READER | DEMIROMANTIC | 36 MOONS IN LIFE

Foggymask sighed. He'd been here before, trying to get another shot at life as himself. It didn't work out well, unsuprisingly, but he may as well just give it a shot in the dark to try and come back as one of his kits. Why not. Stepping up, he swished his tail and began.

"I already tried ressurect myself once before, and truthfully i couldn't find many reasons that I actually wanted to commit to. Here I have much more. First off, it would just hurt Silentpaw more to come back, to have finally accepted that I'm gone and then I'm back like nothing ever happened. I don't want to hurt him like that. It would be better to come back as a new cat, my own kit, actually. I might not remember who I am, but a fresh start would be a way to make new, better decisions. Maybe I'll get to grow up in a better family, one who actually cares about me. I, being the father, wouldn't be there, but I know damn well Sweetfawn would love and care for these kits enough to make up for my absence."

He had a bunch more reasons, but saying them here would just probably make the wardens bored as he dragged on and on. The lynx point would just answer as the questions came. 'Never reveal your true self to others' was the way he raised himself, since his father didn't at all. So he'd just act like this was some normal conversation with regular cats that need persuading, not just the very cats who hold the power of life and death in their paws.

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[SuspiciousMindz]

Dustpoppy
Dark Forest

A dark tan she-cat stepped out into view, her blue eyes daggers as the rested on the failure. She should be a face that haunted him, being present for his rejected resurrection. He once again stood before them, speaking of kinship and blood. Why? Why was that the binding factor for his need to go back? He'd disgraced the borders with his cross-clan relationship -- official or not -- and apparently left another cat pregnant in his wake. How many mates did he have? How much did blood really mean to him? This wasn't starting in his favor from the typically quiet she-cat.

Her tail lashed behind her, eyes laying on the other wardens that'd step forward before that icy gaze landed on the reject instead. "You come back speaking of blood, again, although you failed to prove how much blood meant to you while you were living. The soul never travels too far, you might end up repeating yourself..." just as she'd heard of time and time again. "Doesn't seem wise to send a traitor back to repeat his actions in a few moons..." just as she'd heard of time and time again.


@Star | @Luna16 | @jay

[Star]

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Daisypool
Lilac point she-cat with gentle blue eyes and flowers adorning her pelt
She/Her | StarClan
. 。・゜✭・.・✫゜・。.

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Him again? It seemed like he was quite desperate to return to the living world. Maybe he was. But the last time he stood before the council, he spoke of almost the same thing. His kin.

"'A fresh start', you say... But that is what everybody else says, no? What makes you differ from them? You say you do not want to resurrect yourself in fear of hurting your son more, but is that poor soul the only one you care enough about that you choose to start anew? How about your other kits? How about the kits that are soon to be born? What about them? Would you not want to go back for them?" Daisypool sat, tail curling over her back and eyes soft yet calculating. "Make it make sense, dear. I would just like to hear the reasoning behind your choices."

((Omg this was so rushed sorry))

{ @SuspiciousMindz - Dustpoppy | @Luna16 - Snowleopard | @jay - Foggymask }
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[Luna16]

Snowleopard | Female + She/Her | Dark Forest

"I am afraid I am inclined to agree with the current general consensus here." A white pelt with stark, black bengal markings emerged from the mist. Blue-grey eyes narrowed and shadowed. Unreadable. Him again. This was not this cat's first time making a request of this nature, and everything about it that pricked her the wrong way was already pointed out by her fellow wardens. Snowleopard understood what it meant to take actions that were easily misunderstood or unpopular among her clanmates. However, that was a far cry from this cat's past actions.

"You come here showing more consideration for your son than you did previously, I suppose this is something worth commending at the very least." She started, stepping forward to stand between Dustpoppy and Daisypool. She did not think she'd ever find herself erring on the side of Daisypool, normally so lenient. Although their reasons differed from her own. "However, there is much left unanswered in your words. You speak of the importance of blood relations and loyalty. However, this does not change that you were executed by your leader for being caught at the border with a feline from a clan outside of your own. From my recollection, this was a decision you agreed with at the time." Snowleopard's voice was unwavering, she was simply stating facts after all.

"I understand taking action you believe to be justified for the sake of a greater purpose. The fact remains that the soul does not change much, no matter what molds it." Her blue-grey eyes now showed their level of cold judgment. She wanted to hear Foggymask out, however his spoken desires were fairly generic thus far. And none of it was very convincing. "What of the she-cat you met at the border of your own clan? You have spoken of your son, and the queen who now will bring more of your spawn into your clan. But can you guarantee you will be a more loyal and worthy warrior with this chance?" She flicked an ear as she spoke, a sign of her doubt. "Thus far, you have spoken in terms of 'maybes' and possibilities. You have said yourself that this Sweetfawn can manage raising this kits on her own. So, I will reiterate the question the others have asked."

Snowleopard leaned forward slightly, her eyes no longer narrowed. She was almost willing him to give a proper reason. At this point, she was unconvinced that between this attempt and the last that he was one of those exceptional warriors that deserved the second chance that they sought. He seemed...remorseful. But remorse along does bring about change. "Why you?" She asked point blank, staring straight into Foggymask's eyes. She wanted to see him defend his position, she wanted to see him put more thought into his plan than wanting to be raised as his son's half-brother for the slim chance of being present for him. Something like that wasn't even a guarantee. It was entirely possible that his son would not welcome his company as a half-sibling. And if that happened what then? Would he go and betray his clan again?

@SuspiciousMindz - Dustpoppy
@Star - Daisypool
@jay - Foggymask