Recent content by LITTLE WOLF

Star-shine glimmers in a night-sky pelt as Little Wolf watches the ceremony, lips upturned into a smile tinged with sadness. This is a ceremony, of course. A blessing bestowed upon the shoulders of one she cannot imagine to be more worthy, a dear friend she would give anything to be reunited...

Star filled dreams are now the only way that the dark-coated warrior can reunite with those she loved that have yet to pass. She doesn't mind though, these brief glimpses into their lives could be enough. Her family was happy. She could see that whenever she looked down with a heart overwhelmed...

When Little Wolf was born, there was no StarClan, no nine lives to fall back upon, no dreaming with cats long past. Her father had died and that was it - he had been gone. How special and wonderful was it now? A mother reunited with her daughter, with her brothers and a daughter who got to walk...

In her lifetime, Little Wolf has held many roles. Mother, daughter, lover. But most important of them, in this moment, is big sister. She has been watching over him for some time now, watching him struggle and hating every moment that she could not go to him and make it better just like she had...

Looking down on her loved ones, watching their lives go on without her, was sometimes difficult. She is glad, though, that they are able to continue on, even with her no longer in their lives, that they are able to move on from their grief and live. Burnstorm had taken a mate while she had been...

The undergrowth parts for her, more easily in death than it ever has in life. No branches pull at her fur, no thorns prick her paw pads. At her feet star glimmer, winking in and out of existence just like in the night sky she has often looked to on the darkest of evenings. Her ebony pelt, too...

Her tongue feels heavy in her throat, thick and useless, and the cold ground seemingly seeps all the warmth from her body. Her green eyes flicker to all the faces that stand before her. Cats are talking, saying things and she can only just barely hear them. They all sound so far away. Most of...

TW: descriptions of blood injuries and death Little Wolf's whole body ached for home. Now that they had found what they had been looking for she could weep with joy. She could collapse into the earth and scream to the heavens about how she was coming back for them and she would pray for her...

So far, the journey has been a difficult one, but it had all been worth it when she had laid eyes on the that beautiful life-giving flower. She remembers the tears that had sprung to her eyes, the hope fluttering about in her chest. She would return home to ThunderClan, to her family, with the...

If this discussion were not something that Little Wolf took so seriously she would almost find it in herself to be just a touch amused. Stormywing reminded her of her children, hot-headed and stubborn. It was no wonder her and Burnstorm got along so well. Stormywing does not take her words well...

He says it back. 'I love you...' said over and over again like that admission had freed something inside of both of them. If she could she would stay in this moment for all of eternity she would. It did not matter that they could not see each other or even the sun, did not matter if they ever...

The gray furred warrior easily agrees to follow her somewhere where they can speak without the fear of being overheard and for that, she is grateful. She did not wish to see her young clanmate get in trouble, especially if it was not true. But weather or not Little Wolf had actually seen what...

The journey has been nothing but challenge after challenge. Obstacle after obstacle. But they had overcome. Together. She tilts her head to the sky, blue and beautiful, and she closes her eyes, takes a deep breath of mountain air. It feels clear up here, crisp even. Like the smell of leaf-bare...

Little Wolf has never been the type of cat to pretend to be anything other than what she is. She is brave, true, but only because she is a mother, a daughter, a sister, an aunt. She would not be so willing to go venturing off into the great unknown if there were not cats who looked up to her...

Crossing the river had seemed an impossible task, but they had done it. She had thought that they would never get out of those caves alive, but they had. So far, no one had died and sure yeah there were challenges and close calls but she is determined that what they are doing is the right thing...