» C u r š ε - - || December Missing Chapters Event?? 10/30

I absolutely loved it! It was dark and morbid, which for some reason made it even better.
I’d forgotton how much I missed Rushstorm. It was so nice to see him again!
For Snow’s death, I’m conflicted. I do think that Eaglefrost had a valid point about keeping her alive, but I also think that her death came at a perfect time, plus it was a great fight scene.
Overall, I loved the chapter!

Stormkit/Stormshadow- I liked him, thanks to his name at first. Then Shadow killed him... He was also pretty cool with Ospreypaw with protecting the others, now that I think about it, shouldn’t they be protecting Blackheart?

Ospreypaw/Ospreyflight- She annoyed me a lot when she was alive. I actually lik her character better since she died.

Mintfeather- I’ve always hated Mintfeather, for some reason. I just never got around to liking her character and was pretty indifferent when she died. (I believe she burned to death? I don’t remember...)

Blackheart- My only favorite of the She-cat siblings! Her name actually makes her sound like an evil cat till one remembers what the suffix, heart means. It stands for loyalty and courage among other meanings.

Shadowface- I have disagreed with her recent actions. She and I would also have worked things out a lot differently, but that might be due to the fact she’s emotionally driven and intense:
While I’m logically driven and emotions generally confuse me.
I still like her character! (She is the main character after all!)
Her struggles are her own, and she has dealt with her destiny fairly well; and has subverted Shadowhunter’s expectations. (Useless Shadowhunter is useless as usually.)
But I’m still revoking her rights as Tempestkit’s mother. He’s mine, really he’s Darkmoon’s, because I can’t literallg be his mom.

“Where is she?”

I paced, kicking up black pine needle dust into the white air, the only color leeching into this world coming from the tens of fiery evergreen eyes glowing from the gloom.

“Relax, Wolfheart. Your pacing will not do you or anyone else any good,” my mother scolded, her green irises narrowed.

I swiveled and faced her, my tail tip twitching. “She’s been gone for three moons now, Shadowstar. I’m tired of sitting here doing nothing,” I hissed.

Shadowstar growled. “Shadowfang. I prefer to be called Shadowfang. And you have been pacing for three moons. Shadowhunter wasn’t pleased with your interference when Snow attacked MountainClan. You shouldn’t be surprised she left to clean up your mess,” she scolded, her mouth set in a grim line.

“What mess?” I snapped, returning to my pacing.

“You fought alongside cats from the Realm of the Living. Making your presence known to them is against the laws of the realms. You should know this by now!” Shadowstar said with frustration, lashing her tail at my shoulder as I paced past her.

“But one of them saw me before making my presence known!” I protested, my soul brightening, “Darkmoon is a cursed like us! Maybe she went through the same thing we did and has learned to cope or live peacefully with it-”

“Nonsense!” my mother spat, denying any proof or words I had for her ears, “if there were more like us out there then Shadowhunter would have told us. Maybe this ‘Darkmoon’ just had a special moment of clarity.”

I turned on her again. “How do you know that Shadowhunter was not aware of others?”

My mother rolled her eyes, returning to scolding me. “Shadowhunter is the eldest of us all. She was there when this curse was first implanted. She would know if there was another way to…cope with this curse, and if there were others out there.”

I sat and huffed. “She sure has always been aloof…

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Falconwing narrowed her gaze, trying to stick her head farther into the crack to see our world and our prison.

“This place…,” she paused and then shook her head, “you must go find Shadowhunter and bring her here! She must know what has transpired.”

“I can find her,” I said confidently, “I know some of her favorite spots.”

And that’s only because I’ve practically been stalking her since the moment I came here…

“Good. Go to her, and bring her back. Tell her I think I can find a way to get you all out,” Falconwing said, her expression now fully serious.

I narrowed my eyes, trying to dispel my sudden excitement. “Can’t we just go in the same way Spottedmoon did?”

Falconwing shook her head. “Your realm is not made of color which probably means it’s been artificially made and doesn’t belong to the natural seven realms. If you were to cross here, you might be erased from reality.”

Sounds plausible…though I wonder how she knows that?

I nodded, containing my emotions of hope and eagerness, turning away and pushing past the crowd of my ancestors.

On my way out, I ran into Cloudspots, her face contorted by desperation.

“You’re going to the Realm of the Living, aren’t you?” She questioned, her voice low, “Please, you must take me with you!”

I narrowed my eyes, my chest filling with suspicion. “Why should I? I don’t need you to fetch Shadowhunter.”

She grabbed a hold of my shoulders tightly, her eyes coursing with fear and urgency.

“No, you do need me. And so does Shadowface. She needs us, Wolfheart. I’m afraid that Shadowhunter hasn’t been truthful with us and that something looms on the horizon that could bring death and destruction to many more than our family-”

My eyes widened slightly, another wave of hope rolling over me. “So you too have felt her shadows?” I interrupted, truly not caring about ‘death and destruction’ being brought down on the clans as we know it. I am dead after all, so why should it matter?

Cloudspots nodded vigorously. “Yes. She’s much too secretive and too obsessed with finding Jadestar. I think there is more to it that she’s keeping from us…and I feel it’s…,” she hesitated, clearly very reluctant to share the rest of her thoughts.

In a moment of compassion for my granddaughter, I gingerly laid my paw on her shoulder, removing her paws from my shoulder blades.

“Do not share if you feel your tongue recoiling, Cloudspots. What matters now is finding Shadowhunter, and helping Shadowface through this dark time. If your confidence is well placed, she surely might just be able to break this curse,” I soothed.

Cloudspots hung her head, grimacing. “I should have believed in the curse sooner…I could have been of more use to my family.”

I sighed and slipped past her, heading to the portal that would take us to the Realm of the Living.

“Knowledge and awareness is one thing we all wish we could have had more of in our lifetimes. Shadowhunter will have to answer our inquiries this time, even if I have to use my claws.”