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She had not expected to make such an early departure to Starclan, nor had she expected being torn away from the one she loves once more. It's painful, nerve-grating, and yet somehow she feels a bit happier, wiser, knowing she can watch over her kin from above. Another thing she did not expect...

She shifts upwards to try to sit up and Stars, has the snow always been this bright? A cough wracks her body once more, and the Stars come to taunt her with a voice she knows far too well. "Please, stop." she sputters as tears come to the surface. A cruel taunt, thats what it was because...

It was time. Her lungs had burned for so long now and her body had ached. It wasn’t a normal sickness, she knew it that much, with how much pain it had been. She’s trying to make it back to the Windclan border, desperate for her kittens, for her babies, for everything she had tried to keep safe...

And it was. It was him, in the flesh, her son. He had just been a little kitten when Windclan had first formed. Bumblekit to Bumblepaw, he must have his warrior name by now. "You're so... tall... now." choked, he's running at her and he has a rabbit, a white one. He's... crying. Oh, stars, hes...

Her meeting with Bumble had left her in higher spirits. While the exhaustion threatens to drag her to the darkest, deepest depths of the Earth she keeps herself up for her children. He's still around, they're still around. They hadn't fled yet, hadn't yet gone to greener pastures and a selfish...

She hasn’t been around these parts in what feels like forever, a distant memory or a past lived life, shes tired and it shows with the way her shoulders sag and the light doesn’t quite meet her eyes. Shes tired. It… also felt like weeks since she had talked to little Forestpaw, the first face...

She snorts, raising a brow as she mentions just passing through and she says her name. "It's very nice to meet you, Forestpaw." she meows, warmly, watching her wrap her tail around her. Honey had long since gotten used to the biting cold, feeling as its what she had deserved after all. A...

Amusement flashes across the womans face, squinting her eyes as she stares down the torbie who bristles and explodes in to hisses. She hadn't ever expected to see a clan cat out here, especially with the way they treated her kind, so what a wonderful surprise. "Bonjour, chérie!" her voice is a...

He's in her face, he's in her face and anger sparks and hes accusing her. In a click of the moment, it all falls together, and Honey's fury is righteous in nature. "You should be glad I don't sink my teeth in to your throat." unbridled rage shows through her strained hiss, and for once, Honey...

cw for slight suicidal ideations wooowowoowewe He rounds her like a rabid dog and her fur stands on edge, a warning growl rumbles in her throat (why am I fighting, why am I fighting it, why, why, why). He accuses her, something she should have expected, and it takes her off guard and all of the...

Sal panics, just like Honey expected, but she doesn't expect to be told to stop it, and Honey slightly hesitates. "It's gonna be okay, it'll be fine, okay? They'll have both of us to help them, I promise." she whispers, sweet nothings because thats all it is, a void promise shes not sure she can...

Fritter. She almost throws up. Bile rises in her throat, it takes all she could to not run (its not like she could, shes accepted her death). Two-toned eyes, they rise to meet the voice and her blood runs cold, ears flattening against her skulls and she cant stop the tears from coming down her...

// cw: may contain future sensitive topics as the thread goes on Skyclan, she does not know why she is dwindling here, she needs to get back to Cinder and check on her and her kits, catch prey and provide for them; theres a tug in her heart as she stands there, right on the Skyclan border. She...

Honey forgives and forgets, especially when it comes to Cinder. The last connection she had to the clans, the last bit of stupid medicine cat connection she had. Bitter, Honey was, but she could never bring it upon herself to take it out on Cinder. Shes idling nearby, shes always nearby, perhaps...

She knows all too well about being made an example. A single mistake was all it took, lead by grief and anger, and then you're gone, and if you're lucky maybe then you'll be remembered in the history books. She's out shuffling aimlessly, a heavy huff tumbling from her lips as she pushes herself...