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Post by Morior on Nov 10, 2020 1:07:29 GMT -5
Maplestar didn't hear Cragkit's muttering, he wasn't as close to the kit as his brothers were. "Three questions for me? Why?" He looked up at Ravenscreech as if for explanation. When Crevicekit shouted Maplestar looked taken aback. "Of course..." I love all my Clanmates, he thought but thought better of adding that part. They're asking if I loved them specifically, he didn't have the heart to tell them he had never felt a connection to them beyond that they were Swiftkill's kits, and he cared for Swiftkill.
(you know in dreams when you just go along with absurb things that you don't think about clearly or logically until you wake up? That's what's happening with Maplestar he'll piece it together when he wakes up but by then it's too late he won't see the kits anymore)
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Post by Morior on Nov 10, 2020 1:20:43 GMT -5
Maplestar smiled at the kits fondly. He wanted to touch his nose to their foreheads but they were gone and he felt nothing but the cold stone of the MoonStele on his nose. He looked up as the dream faded into a scattering of stars that faded into the starry night sky above the hill. He sat up and it all hit him, crashing down like a wave hitting the shore. "NO!" he wailed, pawing then slashing at the MoonStele. He whipped around and started to pace around the top of the hill. "They were mine? Not a loner's? Swiftkill and I had kits?" he cried, and started pelting down the hill.
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Post by Morior on Nov 10, 2020 1:22:50 GMT -5
(Papaoutai just came on my music playlist which makes this 100 times worse for me DX) (Now I want Maplestar to lose some lives as fast as possible)
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Post by Morior on Nov 10, 2020 1:24:35 GMT -5
(It's a French song from the perspective of a kid lamenting that he doesn't know where his father is)
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Post by Morior on Nov 10, 2020 1:31:12 GMT -5
He ran across the fields in the darkness, sometimes skidding to a stop to breathe and process, and then again running as if he could outrun everything he had just learned. Finally his already exhausted body was completely spent and he tucked himself under a clump of heather, resting his chin on his paws and crying for his lost kits.
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Bisexual
Fallenleaves
Their eyes were like hardened bits of flint, the sparks catching in the tinder of their hearts.
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Post by Fallenleaves on Nov 10, 2020 1:40:23 GMT -5
Dread curled in Swiftkill’s belly, this tom was mad, the spirits could eat mouse dung for all she cared. But... she saw her opportunity.
“I never forgot you.” Swiftkill whispered, so softly it was almost inaudible.
Sky Wise let out an explosive sigh and pressed his head firmer against hers. “Neither did I my love.”
She pulled away and looked out into the open cave. Bats were beginning to rouse and cry, their darting shapes barely visible in the dark. “Don’t do this Sky Wise, you have me.” She whispered, never taking her eyes off that growing darkness outside. The same growing in her heart. “Just leave the clan alone, lets take the Wanderer’s and roam as you said.”
“Beloved,” Sky Wise sighed and pressed his cheek to hers. “It’s not that simple, it took a lot to talk the Wanderer’s into this and know they won’t be dissuaded.”
Swiftkill could feel the rumble of his purr on her throat and closed her eyes to fight off the nausea.
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Post by Morior on Nov 10, 2020 1:42:38 GMT -5
owo she gonna try to escape after he falls asleep)
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Post by Morior on Nov 10, 2020 1:46:03 GMT -5
(sure)
After a while, Maplestar was spent of emotion as well and fell asleep under the heather bush until morning. He woke up aching from hunger and running half the day before. He crawled out from under the heather bush and looking at the sky. First patrol should have already been sent out... I hope I haven't been missed too long. he thought as he slowly trod back to camp, head hung low and tail dragging through the grass.
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Post by Morior on Nov 10, 2020 1:52:30 GMT -5
Maplestar caught sight of Sunstone at the entrance before the tom ran off inside the camp. He half expected the other tom to stand up and start berating him for leaving in the middle of the night. He stood in the entrance to camp until Rosepath padded forward. "Sorry to worry you, I went to the MoonStele." Maplestar replied blankly, not caring to react to Sunstone's growl.
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Post by Morior on Nov 10, 2020 1:57:41 GMT -5
"I'm just a little spent. If I eat something and rest a little while longer I should be fine." Maplestar replied, but followed the medicine cat to her den anyway because he wasn't really in a mood to argue. He waited until they were both inside her den before he spoke again. "I spoke briefly to Lightstar, mostly what he said was I needed to trust in StarClan. No messages or prophecies, just that StarClan would guide me." he went on.
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Post by Morior on Nov 10, 2020 2:04:59 GMT -5
"That would be interesting." Maplestar wanted to sound enthusiastic, and in another mood he would've been very eager about that, but now he couldn't manage to sound anything but somber. "Are you going to give me herbs or do you have more to talk about?" he asked, eyeing the herb stores around them.
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Post by Morior on Nov 10, 2020 2:10:18 GMT -5
"About Swiftkill's disappearance? Has there been any sign of her this morning?" He asked a little hopefully, then looked down and ate the chamomile. "I need to check on the Clan, then eat, then maybe speak to Frostwhisper." he said. He was sounding a little more determined but then more of the memories from the night before rushed over him and he closed his eyes, holding back a sob.
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Post by Morior on Nov 10, 2020 2:20:26 GMT -5
Maplestar nodded and got up to leave the den. He could see Eveningeclipse organizing two last patrols, one already leaving as he picked up a mouse from the fresh-kill pile. He caught Frostwhisper's attention and beckoned her to his den with his tail. The white she-cat caught up with him and they went inside to speak.
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Post by Morior on Nov 10, 2020 2:23:15 GMT -5
(I'll make a starter for all my characters in the morning, goodnight!)
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