Post by Deleted on Sept 17, 2017 15:12:53 GMT -5
{In Starclan}
Stormflight watched from above, her heart breaking as her eyes trailed Fallenpaw's run into the apprentice's den. "Hello," A soft voice interrupted her thoughts. She jumped, scared out of her wits and looked up to see a handsome sandy tom with clear blue eyes watching her sympathetically. "I died young, too. It nearly tore me apart." Stormwing merely nodded, her eyes darkening with sorrow as she watched Amberpaw. The tom tilted his head almost amusedly. "You know you can go down there, right?" Stormflight frowned, looking confusedly at him. "Yeah," the tom continued, "They can feel your presence too. Sometimes they can even see you if you're strong enough."
Stormflight shook her head. 'I don't believe you," she mewed to the tom. The tom laughed.
"Haven't you ever felt it? Fur brushing yours even though no one is with you? Pawsteps following you? A whisper in your ear? A distinct smell?" Stormflight thought, her eyes lifting and brightening as she mulled it over.
"Yes! Yes, I have! My father, I think. When I was a kit! HE visited me..." She trailed off, looking wonderedly at the tom. "Who are you?"
"No one. Anyways...what are you waiting for?"
Stormflight lept up, adrenaline fueling her. She realized she didn't know how to get down there. C'mon Stormflight think. They need you and your sanity is counting on you. Think. She closed her eyes and thought of the Sunclan camp. The way the sun shined in there, turning the place golden. The kits running all around underfoot. The warriors sharing tongues. The apprentices practicing their battle moves. The queens gossiping. She opened her eyes finally, and found herself in the midst of a vigil for... for her. She moved around every cat. She brushed her fur against Amberpaw's pelt comfortingly. "You'll make a good warrior. I am proud of you." She whispered to the she-cat. She twined her tail with Mistywing in the medicine cat's den and Creamwhisper's both. "You two were my bestest friends." She nuzzled Proudfalcon. "You know, I liked you. It's a shame I never got the chance to tell you in person." She finally got to Emberstar and Fernblossom. She whispered, "I can't wait for your kits. Rosedust told me you two were expecting. She could just tell." She finally reached Cloudfoot, saying nothing but just licking her ears and lightly cuffing him the way she used to do when they were kits. She carefully went into the apprentices' den and curled herself around Fallenpaw, licking her on the forehead for a moment. The sun was setting as she returned back to the stars.
Stormflight watched from above, her heart breaking as her eyes trailed Fallenpaw's run into the apprentice's den. "Hello," A soft voice interrupted her thoughts. She jumped, scared out of her wits and looked up to see a handsome sandy tom with clear blue eyes watching her sympathetically. "I died young, too. It nearly tore me apart." Stormwing merely nodded, her eyes darkening with sorrow as she watched Amberpaw. The tom tilted his head almost amusedly. "You know you can go down there, right?" Stormflight frowned, looking confusedly at him. "Yeah," the tom continued, "They can feel your presence too. Sometimes they can even see you if you're strong enough."
Stormflight shook her head. 'I don't believe you," she mewed to the tom. The tom laughed.
"Haven't you ever felt it? Fur brushing yours even though no one is with you? Pawsteps following you? A whisper in your ear? A distinct smell?" Stormflight thought, her eyes lifting and brightening as she mulled it over.
"Yes! Yes, I have! My father, I think. When I was a kit! HE visited me..." She trailed off, looking wonderedly at the tom. "Who are you?"
"No one. Anyways...what are you waiting for?"
Stormflight lept up, adrenaline fueling her. She realized she didn't know how to get down there. C'mon Stormflight think. They need you and your sanity is counting on you. Think. She closed her eyes and thought of the Sunclan camp. The way the sun shined in there, turning the place golden. The kits running all around underfoot. The warriors sharing tongues. The apprentices practicing their battle moves. The queens gossiping. She opened her eyes finally, and found herself in the midst of a vigil for... for her. She moved around every cat. She brushed her fur against Amberpaw's pelt comfortingly. "You'll make a good warrior. I am proud of you." She whispered to the she-cat. She twined her tail with Mistywing in the medicine cat's den and Creamwhisper's both. "You two were my bestest friends." She nuzzled Proudfalcon. "You know, I liked you. It's a shame I never got the chance to tell you in person." She finally got to Emberstar and Fernblossom. She whispered, "I can't wait for your kits. Rosedust told me you two were expecting. She could just tell." She finally reached Cloudfoot, saying nothing but just licking her ears and lightly cuffing him the way she used to do when they were kits. She carefully went into the apprentices' den and curled herself around Fallenpaw, licking her on the forehead for a moment. The sun was setting as she returned back to the stars.